Slaying (Seeking Collection)

"Can't sell it here again? Fine!"

Zhong Shenxiu pondered for a moment and agreed. He took out the artifact refining method he had copied and exchanged it with Old Crow for another artifact refining technique for the Soul Summoning Banner.

As soon as he got his hands on this technique, he quickly scanned it and couldn't help but nod.

To refine this artifact, the cultivator needed to practice soul-controlling Daoist Arts themselves before they could infuse it into the finished artifact embryo and form the artifact's restrictions.

Speaking of which, it was quite compatible with his Profound Yin Soul Control Fragment; perhaps the two were originally one.

However, without reaching the Gang Sha Realm, he had no intention of refining any artifacts.

After completing the transaction, he also got up and went to mingle with the other circles.

This Black Mountain Gathering was indeed a gathering of rogue cultivators. The cultivators who came here were mostly poor and had low cultivation levels.

A proper cultivator in the Gang Sha Realm was already a formidable expert. As for Xiantian martial artists like himself, they were not uncommon.

There were even a few mortals mixed in, and he had no idea how they got in.

They formed several circles, sometimes chatting and discussing, sometimes exchanging items, which broadened Zhong Shenxiu's horizons.

As a group of seekers of immortality and the Dao, what they talked about the most was naturally how to enter the Dao and the cultivation of the Gang Sha Realm.

The more he eavesdropped, the more confused Zhong Shenxiu felt.

'Cultivating in the Gang Sha Realm involves consuming the nine Yin and swallowing the eight Yang, but shouldn't the Yin and Yang energies fuse and correspond one-to-one? Why is there a deficiency? What does this represent? The ninth Yin and eighth Yang, how should the final strand of malevolent energy be fused?'

He didn't know this, but he was clear that it wasn't a problem with his foundation, otherwise Yanhan wouldn't have produced so many Divine Ability masters and Yuan Dan grandmasters.

He could only say that he still didn't understand this cultivation system.

With his doubts, Zhong Shenxiu waited until the Black Mountain Gathering ended.

Old Crow flapped its wings and opened passages in the mist, allowing people to exit one by one.

Zhong Shenxiu chose a passage and watched the three sunrises gradually rise in the sky. He couldn't help but think, "Will there be any predictable plot points?"

After all, in cultivation, how common were killing and treasure-snatching?

With this thought in mind, he took his time, walking slowly and deliberately creating opportunities for others.

After walking for several miles, he heard a shout: "Fellow Daoist, please stay!"

Zhong Shenxiu's scalp tingled. He didn't want to deal with this guy and walked even faster.

"What's going on?"

Behind him, Feng Yi Palace, who was preparing to rob and kill, was stunned.

This Feng Yi Palace was himself just a Xiantian martial artist, but he practiced a peculiar Daoist Art called 'Soul Stirring Drink'!

Every time he used it, he only needed to hum to make his enemies lose their minds and become easy prey.

With this skill, he became a one-legged bandit and lived a carefree life. However, later, his tracks were revealed when he was fencing stolen goods, forcing him to flee to the borderlands.

Even after arriving at the Fufeng Protectorate, he couldn't let go of his past business. Today, at the Black Mountain Gathering, seeing Zhong Shenxiu walking around carelessly and openly, looking like a reckless youth, he immediately became interested.

Later, seeing that he had two artifact refining techniques, his desire grew, and he deliberately followed this person, preparing to make his move.

But he never expected that the person would run even faster at the sound of "Fellow Daoist, please stay," which contained the power of the Soul Stirring Drink.

'Could my reputation as a killer and robber have already spread here?'

Feng Yi Palace thought to himself, then shouted again: "Ha!"

This time, he unleashed the full power of his Soul Stirring Drink, targeting the fleeing young man ahead.

In fact, this peculiar art had an extraordinary origin. It was originally created by a Divine Ability Realm expert, and it was divided into Soul Stirring Drink and Despondent Chant.

If one reached the Gang Sha Realm and found the Hum-Ha Qi, and cultivated it to great mastery, every utterance would possess extraordinary power, capable of killing powerful enemies.

Especially after reaching the Divine Ability Realm, using these two Daoist Arts as the core, one could form a 'Soul Stirring Despondent Divine Ability' that specialized in attacking the soul, possessing formidable might.

Unfortunately, Feng Yi Palace's inheritance was incomplete. It only recorded the Soul Stirring Drink, and he himself had not yet reached the Gang Sha Realm nor found the Hum-Ha Qi, so he could not cultivate the Soul Stirring Drink to its true Daoist Art power.

Otherwise, with this shout, Zhong Shenxiu would have at least felt dizzy.

But at this moment, he looked back and a cold smile appeared in his eyes. With a wave of his hand, a patch of black mist swallowed Feng Yi Palace.

"How dare you fight near Black Wind Ridge!"

At this moment, a loud shout suddenly came from mid-air.

A mass of yellow sand surged, and within it seemed to be a person. With a raise of their hand, over a dozen strands of yellow sand transformed into flying dragons, armored soldiers, and other forms, descending from the sky to surround Zhong Shenxiu.

Zhong Shenxiu's expression was stern, like a high and mighty celestial deity. He clapped his palms together and then separated them.

Several Yin souls immediately appeared around him, engaging in a fierce battle with these sand soldiers and generals.

"A Gang Sha Realm cultivator?"

He looked up, then suddenly took a step forward. His entire being seemed to merge into the void, as if he had shrunk the ground to an inch, appearing directly above the mass of yellow sand. With a wave of his sleeve, a thick darkness began to spread downwards.

From within the yellow sand, flying daggers, swords, and even sand, water, and fire fell onto this darkness, but they were quickly dispelled.

Finally, the darkness fell straight down, engulfing the entire mass of yellow sand. Someone within seemed to let out a scream, which abruptly stopped.

Zhong Shenxiu retracted his large hand, glanced in a certain direction, suddenly smiled, and took a step, disappearing without a trace.

A long while later, the white mist dispersed from the original spot, revealing a paper crane, a monkey, and a woman within.

"This..."

The woman in the silver-white mask covered her lips. "Old Crow, forget about Feng Yi Palace, but that patch of yellow sand behind it... isn't that Venerable Yellow Sand's Flying Sand and Stone Daoist Magic?"

"Heh heh..." Old Crow cawed a few times and said, "Can this Flying Sand and Stone Daoist Magic be faked? In the past, Venerable Yellow Sand used this technique to bury several fortified villages, killing countless people. I never expected to see such a retribution today!"

"I heard that this Feng Yi Palace has allied with Venerable Yellow Sand, and thus they rob and kill without restraint, damaging the reputation of our Black Mountain Gathering. I originally wanted to teach him a lesson, but I didn't expect to run into a hard nut to crack today, and even implicate Venerable Yellow Sand in this way."

The monkey beside them shouted, "So Young Master Shenxiu is actually a Divine Ability expert! No wonder he didn't conceal his face at all."

A Divine Ability expert was one of the top masters in a prefecture, and they naturally didn't need to hide their actions.

Someone with low strength acting high-profile was an idiot.

Someone with strength acting high-profile was proper demeanor and confidence.

Old Crow and the woman in the silver-white mask exchanged glances, both nodding in secret, while their hearts churned like stormy seas, mixed with immense resentment.

You're a Divine Ability realm expert, and you pretended to be a novice to hang out here? That's like a pockmarked person not calling their pockmarks, but calling them a trap!

A hurried mistake, an apology for the extra update, haha.

Also, since I've added an extra update, I'll shamelessly ask for collections and recommendation tickets.