The Outrageous Six Desires Heaven

"The young monk's internal organs have all been shattered. Unless he receives treatment with heavenly treasures, he won't last more than a few days."

Chen Xuan stared dumbfounded at the young monk lying on the ground. His face was gray and pale, and his grievous injuries made it clear that he was nearing death.

"Cough..."

The young monk lay prostrate on the ground, coughing up large amounts of blood wreathed in White Qi, mixed with fragments of his lungs and other organs.

Monk Kong Wen's kick had carried nearly ten thousand jin of force. He had shown no mercy, almost kicking the young monk's entire chest to pieces.

Chen Xuan cultivated White Qi himself, so he knew exactly how powerful that kick had been. He also understood how poor the defenses of people like this were.

The Mountains and Seas Twelve Qi each possessed their own wonders. Those who cultivated Metal Virtue White Qi had bodies as tough as metal and iron and possessed astonishing killing power, but their lives were far less tenacious than those of cultivators of the other types.

For instance, cultivators of Fire Virtue Red Qi could have their bodies destroyed, yet as long as the three thoughts of their souls remained unextinguished, they would have a chance at rebirth through nirvana in the future.

Wood Virtue Green Qi cultivators were the opposite extreme. Their bodies possessed vast vitality and regenerated endlessly. Even if only a head remained, as long as their Green Qi was not exhausted, their bodies would quickly grow back...

"The rules and precepts of the Hanging Temple are actually this harsh? They don't allow their disciples to make even the slightest mistake—not even say something wrong?"

Chen Xuan found it utterly baffling. The other monk had merely spoken rudely, and had scarcely shown any hostility, yet Monk Kong Wen had immediately struck down his own junior brother, even forcing him to atone with his life.

No wonder the great monk Chen Xuan had encountered in Small River Village had been so terrified after overhearing the trick that he had not even dared return to the mountain gate.

Monk Kong Wen pressed his palms together. He first expressed his deep apologies to Chen Xuan for his junior brother's recklessness and rude words causing the misunderstanding, then explained:

"Fellow Daoist, please don't be alarmed. It isn't that the rules of my temple are overly strict or that we cannot tolerate our disciples doing evil. Rather, my junior brother's six roots are impure. If he encounters Yan Yushu later, I fear he'll immediately become lovesick and throw his life away... When the time comes, he may betray us in battle and ruin the temple's great undertaking."

He had no qualms about saying this aloud, pointing out that these young monks who had been gathered at short notice were completely useless and might even hinder them.

Now that he had discovered the signs, he naturally had to remove the man from the group at once.

Chen Xuan frowned and asked, "What exactly is the Six Desires Heaven?"

The Yellow Millet Dream belonged to a person who had been reborn.

What abilities, then, did the Six Desires Heaven possess? Why would seeing her turn someone into a worthless wretch?

Monk Kong Wen glanced at his grievously wounded, dying junior brother in the distance. His expression solemn, he explained, "Any man in this world—no, even women—as long as they see Yan Yushu once, will immediately develop a favorable impression of her. They will then lose their true nature and willingly let her toy with them, becoming numb puppets from then on... Everyone she has encountered along the way has been no exception."

The rest of their lives would be spent in a daze. Naturally, such people were beyond saving and had become worthless wretches.

Chen Xuan understood. In short, men and even women would be seduced by Yan Yushu's beauty, lose their true nature, and become toys beneath her feet, for her to manipulate their lives as she pleased.

No wonder something had felt strange when he encountered Yan Yushu earlier... She had been seducing him!

"If that were all, it wouldn't be so bad."

Monk Kong Wen paused, then revealed the true terror of the Six Desires Heaven:

"Yan Yushu selects certain Qi Refiners from among them, then devours their vital blood, magic arts, and cultivation realm, turning everything into her own."

Devouring someone's cultivation?

Chen Xuan was startled. Was this cheat of hers a little too outrageous?

She could directly devour cultivation and turn it into her own. Wouldn't that eliminate the entire process of cultivation?

If Yan Yushu devoured an Immortal who had attained the Dao, would she become an Immortal directly? That was outrageous!

He found it inconceivable. By comparison, what was Wang Chan's Yellow Millet Dream? It was nothing more than some crude trinket from a remote corner. What did possessing the memories of one lifetime amount to? He still had to risk his life fighting for opportunities before slowly cultivating. She, on the other hand, could simply seduce a great Qi cultivator, devour him, and obtain everything!

Monk Kong Wen's expression was grave. His golden-white lips opened and closed as he continued.

"Last night, one of our Hanging Temple's Ascetic Monks who had undergone Second Ascension caught up with her nearby. He was then devoured. Overnight, the cultivation he had painstakingly built over many years became hers!"

Chen Xuan clicked his tongue in astonishment. The previous night, he had seen records of something similar on the jade tablet of the Mystic Cat Goddess, but he had not expected the truth behind them to be so shocking.

He had endured untold hardships and spent more than half a month just to complete the first stage of the Feather Transformation Path.

He had no idea when he would be able to undergo Second Ascension, how long it would take, or how many heavenly treasures it would consume. The figure would certainly be astronomical.

Yet Yan Yushu had obtained the cultivation of Second Ascension out of thin air in a single night? It was utterly beyond reason, horrifying to hear.

Curious, Chen Xuan asked, "Can Yan Yushu keep devouring people without limit? Are there no restrictions at all?"

An ability like the Six Desires Heaven was far too outrageous. Chen Xuan believed it had to possess restrictions, and those restrictions were likely severe.

Monk Kong Wen explained everything he knew. "For one, she devours people's cultivation. Does she think our Hanging Temple is easy to provoke? Naturally, we won't let her off. For another, devouring someone's cultivation produces severe side effects. She devoured someone's cultivation last night, so she is bound to suffer backlash today."

So that was how it was.

Chen Xuan understood. Every time Yan Yushu devoured someone's cultivation, it produced enormous side effects. "There are gains and losses. That makes it somewhat easier to accept."

Chen Xuan scrutinized Monk Kong Wen several times, weighing his words before speaking.

"To be frank, with your strength, even if you find Yan Yushu, I'm afraid it won't do you any good, will it?"

Monk Kong Wen was only at the Second Ascension realm himself. Wasn't this just a lamb walking into a tiger's den and throwing itself into a trap?

Monk Kong Wen shook his head. "It isn't only the two of us. As long as I can hold on to my true nature and stop her for a moment long enough to send a signal, she will have nowhere to escape..."

The Hanging Temple had mobilized a large number of people, forming a net. As soon as Yan Yushu's trail was discovered, they would quickly close in.

In the distance, the grievously wounded young monk wriggled into a kneeling position and murmured, "Senior Brother Kong Wen, I—I understand. I'll leave the Southern Wilderness at once and stay far away from Yan Yushu. I absolutely won't ruin your great undertaking."

His temperament was immature, and he was in the hot-blooded prime of youth. If he saw Yan Yushu, evil thoughts would likely sprout at once, and he would willingly kneel at her feet, fighting with his life to protect her.

Monk Kong Wen did not reply, but neither did he stop the young monk from leaving.

Seeing this, Chen Xuan prepared to leave as well. Now that he knew these shocking facts, he was even less willing to reveal the route Yan Yushu had taken... In truth, the mountain roads of the Southern Wilderness twisted and turned endlessly. Every mountain crossing brought another fork in the road. Even if he pointed out the direction now, he would not be able to help the Hanging Temple.

Besides, Yan Yushu was clearly a Heaven's Fate Immortal Seed with boundless prospects. Only someone who had lost his mind would offend her.

But Monk Kong Wen was unwilling to let Chen Xuan simply leave.

Chen Xuan asked coldly, "Are you trying to make things difficult for me, Master?"

Monk Kong Wen shook his head. "That isn't my intention. You have already seen Yan Yushu. If you leave alone, I fear something unexpected may happen... I ask that you accompany my junior brother to the Hanging Temple's temporary station beyond the mountains. Once Yan Yushu is captured, you will naturally be free to leave."

He was worried that Chen Xuan had already been ensnared and would be unable to control himself, secretly helping Yan Yushu escape.

But Monk Kong Wen kept his attitude extremely humble and repeatedly emphasized that this was not malicious confinement or imprisonment.

At the station beyond the mountains, monks were boiling precious tea made primarily from the Terrestrial Treasure Tree. It would be offered as compensation to people like them—"worthless wretches."

For every day they waited, they would receive a day's supply of tea.

"There's actually such a good deal?"

Chen Xuan was startled. Was the Hanging Temple being a little too generous? The Terrestrial Treasure Tree was a treasure that ordinary Qi cultivators dreamed of, and they were just taking it out like this?

This alone showed how determined they were to obtain the Six Desires Heaven.

Monk Kong Wen smiled faintly. "It can't be helped. The Hanging Temple has brought out every bit of its wealth accumulated over many years."

How many people had the Six Desires Heaven encountered while fleeing to the Southern Wilderness? More than a million?

Ordinary mortals who were ensnared were easy to deal with.

But Qi Refiners were far more troublesome. Some had extraordinary backgrounds, and the Hanging Temple could not use harsh measures against every one of them. It was too unrealistic to shout for someone to be beaten and killed the instant they encountered them.

Chen Xuan blinked and pondered for a moment before asking, "Does the temple have any eminent monks who know Ancient Seal Script?"

Monk Kong Wen replied that there were monks at the station who specialized in studying such things. If Chen Xuan wished to learn, they would certainly teach him everything they knew.

"Good."

Chen Xuan immediately agreed. He had left the Southern Wilderness Mountains precisely to study Ancient Seal Script. Now that the opportunity had appeared before him—and free tea made from the Terrestrial Treasure Tree was being served—he had no reason to refuse.

Wherever one secluded oneself to cultivate, cultivation was still cultivation.

Being falsely accused of sullying his innocence was nothing. The innocent would remain innocent. Besides, they were offering far too much.

He almost hoped Yan Yushu would be a little more cunning and flee for a few more days, so that he could stay at the Hanging Temple's station for several more days.

But in truth.

Chen Xuan faintly sensed that these Ascetic Monks would fail to capture Yan Yushu in the end and return empty-handed.