Monkey

In the room.

Zhong Shenxiu sat cross-legged and summoned the Heavenly Show System:

[Zither, Go, Calligraphy, and Painting: Level 3]

[Spiritual Turtle Breathing Technique: Level 3 (Cannot be upgraded)]

[Azure Dragon Probes the Clouds Hand: Level 3]

[Profound Yin Soul Control Fragment: Level 2]

[Heavenly Show Points: 2 (32%)]

"Publicly defeating Shangguan and embarrassing him, that's a lot of trouble, it's practically courting death. Sigh, it's such a familiar feeling... I died this way in my previous life."

"But for Heavenly Show Points, there's no other way. The Daoist Arts of the Profound Yin Soul Control Fragment require two points to upgrade."

He took a deep breath and made a mental command:

[Consume 2 Heavenly Show Points to upgrade Profound Yin Soul Control Fragment?]

"Yes!"

[Profound Yin Soul Control Fragment upgraded!]

[Profound Yin Soul Control Fragment: Level 3 (Cannot be upgraded)]

Various insights into Daoist Arts instantly appeared in Zhong Shenxiu's mind, letting him know that he had cultivated this incomplete Daoist Art to its peak.

Even at this level, he could vaguely sense that the Daoist Art incantation he obtained was incomplete.

Without the true transmission, he could no longer progress.

"Actually... this is also an illusion. What do you mean 'cannot be upgraded'? It means it cannot be upgraded normally. This system is usually a troll, otherwise how did I get my Xiantian Qi Gong in my previous life?"

"But without the follow-up cultivation technique, forcibly upgrading would require at least ten times the Heavenly Show Points. For example, a normal promotion is 2 points, but a breakthrough without a path forward would be 20 points! This is impossible in a short period, let alone the fact that Daoist Arts of the fourth level might not be able to subdue that Headless Count..."

Zhong Shenxiu suddenly felt a sense of despair.

The Blood Moon Night was approaching, and he really wasn't confident he could survive it.

At this moment, he gritted his teeth, looked at himself, and then saw the Headless Count again.

As he did this, a circle of dark light emanated from his body, devouring the surrounding light.

In a daze, Zhong Shenxiu seemed to have transformed back into that legendary first-generation Count and done many things.

Among them, many were trivial matters such as approving official documents and inspecting farmland.

But occasionally, there were also some secrets mixed in.

He seemed to see 'himself' ordering some farmers to bury something in a cave, and then drawing his knight's sword to kill them all...

He saw 'himself' reading mysterious books containing evil content and knowledge in his study...

He saw 'himself' wearing a gorgeous formal suit, standing in a dark basement, conducting some cruel experiments...

In addition to these memories, more fragmented and scattered knowledge poured in.

Ritual, key, Blood Moon... Gate of Ten Thousand Doors!

Zhong Shenxiu shivered and immediately woke up.

"So... that's the Count's plan?"

He glimpsed a part of the Headless Count's memories again. His knowledge of the occult had slightly improved, and he now had some insight into the opponent's ritual preparations.

"The birth of the Headless Count is, in the final analysis, the influence of that existence... Attacking from that aspect might not be a bad way to counter it, although it's very risky. But I have no other choice now."

Zhong Shenxiu sighed.

At this moment, the Daoist Arts, which had been upgraded to the third level, still couldn't control the Vengeful Spirit within him, but a sense of connection appeared out of nowhere.

He was slightly stunned, then walked out of the room and began patrolling the military camp.

Suddenly, Zhong Shenxiu stopped in his tracks, looking ahead at a certain spot.

The houses ahead were considered quite good within the Black Mountain Fortress military camp, with a separate courtyard. Only those above Sergeant had such status.

As Zhong Shenxiu was wondering which Sergeant it was, the courtyard gate in front creaked open with a bang, and several people walked out.

The leader was naturally Sergeant Fisher, followed by two ordinary-looking personal guards.

Zhong Shenxiu stepped aside, a hint of darkness flashing in his eyes.

He used the aura of the Vengeful Spirit within him to gain a temporary spiritual vision effect.

Within his current field of vision, the face of one of the personal guards behind Fisher became blurred. Although he couldn't see clearly, it should be a woman.

Moreover, her eyes had the color of the deep blue sea.

'A descendant of the Felix Family, hiding in the military camp? This is truly a case of the darkest place being under the lamp! And, if you tell me this Sergeant wasn't covering for her, I wouldn't believe it!'

Zhong Shenxiu immediately felt like he had caught a big fish: 'Not only that... something on this woman is resonating with the Headless Count inside me... If I hadn't used Eastern Daoist Arts to spy and restrained this Vengeful Spirit, the other party might have noticed.'

He didn't have any intention of reporting it directly.

Reporting it now would at best earn him some merit, perhaps a few chapters of the Ten Directions Beast Art from Feng Xi'er, but it would be useless for improving his physical condition.

Instead, he might gain more from these people.

"That person just now..."

Fisher and the other two left and found a secluded spot. Dilia lowered her voice and asked, "He didn't seem to be wandering randomly; it felt like he was specifically targeting us. Although he tried to conceal it, I felt something was off."

"Miss, that's Su Daozhi, just a convict. He's been in our camp for several years..."

Fisher replied in a low voice, then felt something was amiss. "I hadn't heard much about him before, but recently he's done a few remarkable things and gained quite a bit of attention. It feels like his personality has changed considerably."

As an infiltrator, he had long adapted to the life and speech of the Yanhan people, and even his way of thinking had become more similar.

He hadn't paid much attention before, but now, connecting the dots, he felt something was unusual.

"Our infiltration here is our biggest secret. If he poses a threat, eliminate him as soon as possible," Dilia decided without hesitation.

"He's a personal guard to the Colonel and doesn't fall under my command, which makes things troublesome. Besides, he might not know about us,"

Fisher thought for a moment and replied, "However... he's offended many people recently. I'll subtly probe him."

"That's good."

Dilia clasped her wrist, her emotions fluctuating.

In reality, the moment she saw that person, her feelings had been even more peculiar.

She vaguely felt that person was incredibly attractive to her.

Dilia, what are you thinking? You have noble Felix blood; your future partner will undoubtedly be of equal standing. How could you possibly fancy an Eastern monkey?

She chided herself inwardly, still suspecting that her frequent disguises might have confused her own aesthetic sense.

How could she be attracted to that yellow-skinned monkey? Although, he was a rather handsome monkey!