Equivalent Exchange

Southern Wilderness.

Blood meandered like a stream, mixing with rainwater and flowing down from the mountain crevices, gathering together. The wind sounded like the mournful wails of ghosts.

"Heh..."

The middle-aged Ascetic Monk with the dharma name Kong Wen was covered in blood. He had gouged out his own eyes, was severely wounded all over, and his broken body, missing an arm, was crawling through the mud filled with severed limbs.

"Woo!"

A large black rain cloud hovered in the air, swallowing the wind and rain along its path.

A slender figure emerged from the darkness, and a cold, clear voice fell.

"Monk, you are the eleventh..."

Monk Kong Wen's heart was like dead ash. Had so many of his senior and junior brothers, who were pure in the six senses and profound in Buddhist teachings, died?

Ordinary mortals could still resist the Six Desires Heaven to some extent, but they, these Buddhist disciples, couldn't even look at it. Even if they gouged out their own eyes beforehand, it was useless; they were affected in an instant.

Only true great Buddhist cultivators could witness the true form behind her with their own eyes... He wasn't sure anymore.

Despair filled Monk Kong Wen's heart. In this endless darkness, he seemed to see—

The collapse of the entire Buddhist sect.

Monk Kong Wen's thoughts began to scatter. Like a puppet on strings, his hand grabbed his own neck, tightening little by little. He mumbled incoherently:

"Bring him back to the mountain, refine him for a thousand years, and a Bodhisattva who walks the world will emerge..."

Yan Yushu stood in the fine rain, and upon hearing this, she said angrily:

"Monk, go on with your pipe dreams!"

"Crack!"

Monk Kong Wen's head finally fell to the ground. He had actually used his fingers to pinch off the flesh, skin, and neck bone himself.

His head landed, face up, with a strange, peaceful smile on his lips, which was extremely eerie: "Bo...dhisattva..."

Yan Yushu stared coldly at the head on the ground, suddenly grabbed it, and threw it fiercely against a distant tree. She was so angry her body trembled: "Bodhisattva your mother's head!"

"Cough,"

Suddenly, her chest heaved violently, and she bit her lip: "Damn it, the backlash from the Six Desires Heaven, I can't suppress it anymore..."

Her chest churned, the black Qi of Water Virtue in her eyes faded, and then a trace of blood red appeared.

The side effects of continuously using the Six Desires Heaven had erupted!

Yesterday, she had consumed the cultivation of a monk, and she had desperately suppressed the backlash.

But today, she was blocked by dozens of Ascension cultivators, and she was forced to consume another monk on the spot to erupt and forcibly escape.

"All gifts of destiny are marked with a price in the dark."

Yan Yushu muttered to herself. Every time she used the Six Desires Heaven, the monstrous malice would surge in like a tidal wave, demanding a price.

At this moment, this malice erupted exponentially, quickly sweeping through her body like a raging fire, making it difficult for her to control herself.

"It's over..."

She staggered into the darkness, thinking... adding insult to injury, this time tonight, she wouldn't be able to escape.

In the distance, golden-white Buddhist lights lit up one after another. More powerful enemies who had received the news continued to converge on this area.

"Snap!"

A coal-black Mystic Cat jumped down from a tree, walking on the blood-soaked, corpse-strewn mountain ground. The jade pendant around her neck emitted a hazy white glow.

She gazed in the direction Yan Yushu had left, and an expression of pity flowed in her eyes: "Immortal elixir..."

"Whoosh whoosh..."

Countless pale paper money scattered, prayer flags fluttered, and a pair of golden eyes lit up.

The Small Underworld descended!

"Hoo..."

Chen Xuan's consciousness drifted in the darkness, like a small boat swaying in the sea, in a state of deep sleep.

Suddenly, a white light spot in the void abruptly lit up, and then a vast, ancient, enormous domain instantly unfolded centered around the white light spot.

"Heh..."

His eyes instantly felt hot. Mind Fast sent a warning, informing Chen Xuan that the Small Underworld had descended in the large mountain over ten miles away!

Chen Xuan instantly woke up. After hesitating for a moment, his consciousness swam towards the distant white light spot representing the Mystic Cat Goddess.

Since entering the Yellow Millet Dream, the sensing range of Mind Fast had increased to twenty miles!

"What happened?"

Soon, Chen Xuan entered the Mystic Cat Goddess's body and saw a scene of blood and gore before him, immediately feeling a shock in his heart.

More than a dozen Ascetic Monks lay dead across the field, their bodies broken and incomplete, a gruesome sight. On a large tree in the distance, a human skin even hung, swaying in the wind like a hanged ghost, sending shivers down the spine.

"Did Yan Yushu do all this?"

Chen Xuan was dumbfounded. He had expected to see the corpses of the middle-aged Daoist and the burly man, but he hadn't expected to arrive here first!

Images of Yan Yushu surfaced in his mind. Although she seemed fragile and pure, evoking a desire to protect her, in her desperate flight, there was also a subtle hint of resilience, like a banished immortal who had mistakenly entered the mortal world but remained untainted by its mud.

The ferocity of this fight was terrifying, even making him feel a chill in his heart, a stark contrast to her appearance.

"This woman is not to be trifled with..."

Chen Xuan muttered inwardly, then followed the Mystic Cat Goddess to clear the battlefield and retrieve the past lives of these monks. Suddenly, his gaze sharpened.

"Huh? A new trick?"

Chen Xuan's eyebrows lifted in delight. He discovered that some of the stronger monks among them had mastered two tricks.

"[Little Mammoth Trick], a trick passed down from the Hanging Temple."

Chen Xuan learned the name of this technique from the memory light and shadow.

This was a trick that focused on refining the physique. Once mastered, the strength of the body and physical power would be greatly enhanced.

Among the tricks he had previously mastered, the Little White Ape Trick provided a balanced, all-around improvement. The Little Green Deer Trick focused on agility and speed, while the Little Firebird Trick enhanced the strength of the three thoughts of the soul.

"Now, I have four tricks and one true scripture."

Chen Xuan calculated his "foundation," which was extremely rich. Even without considering the Yellow Millet True Scripture, just in terms of the number of tricks, some Qi refining families in Red Crow City probably couldn't compare to him.

Not to mention small families like the Chu Family and the Li Family, who had inherited their techniques for generations but were pitifully reliant on just one trick. If Chu Huo Gun knew how wealthy Chen Xuan was at this moment, he would probably sell Chu Qing Ling to him on the spot in exchange for tricks.

"Haha, Yan Yushu fighting around here has allowed me to pick up a great bargain."

Chen Xuan chuckled wryly, then added helplessly, "But there are too many things happening recently. No matter how many tricks I get, I don't have time to practice them now."

If others heard his complaint, they would probably be so frustrated they'd bang their heads against the wall. He truly didn't know how good he had it! To have so many tricks that he didn't have time to learn them – such words would make people die of envy.

Soon.

The Mystic Cat Goddess finished her clearing work, yawned, and her gaze once again fixed on the direction Yan Yushu had left.

She smelled the scent of death lingering in the air: "Tonight, the fighting will continue..."

Chen Xuan also guessed the same, because he had already noticed countless lights flickering in the night in all directions. Some were heading this way and would soon discover the traces of Yan Yushu's escape.

But seeing that the Mystic Cat Goddess made no move, Chen Xuan decided to leave for now. He had no interest in peeking at what the Mystic Cat Goddess did during her "off-duty" leisure time. With that kind of free time, he would rather go back and practice his tricks a few more times.

If the subsequent fighting still occurred within the area covered by Mind Fast, he would naturally come over through the Mystic Cat Goddess to pick up bargains and observe the tricks.

But just then.

Chen Xuan's heart trembled, and his vision wavered.

"Mind Fast has reacted for the second time and issued a warning!"

He saw the outline of some astonishing entity's domain in the distant night sky, rapidly manifesting a vast image that transcended all imagination and encompassed all majesty.

That was—

"Six Desires Heaven..."

Wilderness.

Cold rain struck the stream, creating ripples.

Yan Yushu immersed her entire body in the stream, but the icy, bone-chilling water still couldn't extinguish the raging fire within her.

"En..."

In the bleak wind and rain, she tilted her head back and let out a muffled groan, her body burning hot like a stove in the snow.

"Might as well die..."

Yan Yushu walked out of the stream and sat under an old tree, hugging her knees. Raindrops traced across her exquisite face, as clear as jade, down the graceful curve of her delicate chin, and into the depths of her fair, slender neck...

"Just take advantage of myself!"

Yan Yushu muttered bitterly to herself. She knew that what she was about to do would make even the most pure-hearted man lose his mind. A sense of unspeakable shame rose in her heart.

If someone were to stumble upon her, she would immediately jump into the river and drown herself!

"Six Desires Heaven, if you have the guts, just kill me with your desires..."

Yan Yushu's eyes were like silk, her lips slightly bitten, and her fingers began to exert force...

Under the moonlight, the snow-capped mountains undulated like waves, as bright as a halo around the full moon.