The Extreme Martial God
Chapter 47

Heart and Mind Incense Aromatherapy

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Heart and Mind Incense (×) Aromatherapy (√)

The gills on its face trembled incessantly as countless wailing heads rolled in from the muck. The monster let out a savage roar.

The lanky monstrous figure clutched in its hand struggled continuously, yet it could not break free.

Suddenly, it stopped moving. Its hollow eyes turned toward that crimson expanse.

The next moment.

Thick black mist began to emerge all around them. A thin figure swayed within it, not tall, yet overwhelmingly imposing. Though there was clearly only one figure, it seemed as if six afterimages lingered around it, flickering in and out of view.

It stood there as though an unseeable great moon were rising behind it. The air around them thinned at that moment, and faint thunder seemed to gather between its hanging arms.

"Hmph!!!" The towering monster snorted, the gills on its face opening and closing.

A cold, damp aura erupted from its body like a gale sweeping through. In an instant, the black mist and the thin figure within it were both scattered away.

"Nightmare! You've truly gone mad!"

"You actually dared use such methods against me!" it roared furiously, tightening its grip even further.

Nightmare's neck had already been twisted out of shape in its grasp, and its entire head swelled irregularly like a balloon on the verge of bursting.

Yet an eerie hollow voice rang out.

"Hahahahaha, Zhong Yi, you coward. After all these years, you're still afraid of that human. Look, the fear reflected in your heart is still that human!"

"You're trash, trash! You and your entire race are trash! What right do you have to designate food?!"

That hollow voice seemed capable of stirring the deepest emotions within one's heart.

The monster called Zhong Yi instantly flew into a rage, and the muck pouring from its eyes became even more violent.

It knew it had fallen for Nightmare's trick, so it was unwilling to say more. It merely tightened its hand, intending to crush the other party alive.

"Must you insist on killing each other?"

A hand suddenly rested on Zhong Yi's hand.

Zhong Yi's eyes flickered at once, as if it feared something. It quickly released its grip and retreated several steps.

The moment it let go, Nightmare's figure dissipated like smoke and dust. Yet Zhong Yi knew that sneaky bastard had not left.

"Sufferer, you dare interfere in my business?"

"If you weren't willing to provide me with help, I would've already lost control and eaten you!" Zhong Yi wiped at its saliva, staring fixedly at the man who had suddenly appeared before it.

The man stood bare-chested, his body covered in all manner of wounds. His left eye had no eyeball, only a bead stuffed into the socket. He was filthy and disheveled, looking utterly miserable, yet an indescribable tranquility emanated from him.

"All things are gifts from the Three Gods." Sufferer drew a finger across his chest, and a wound deep enough to expose bone immediately appeared, blood streaming down.

He said, "The Federation, the Seven Alliances, and other major powers are all on their way here. If you continue killing one another and wasting your strength, then even if the ruins open, you will have no chance of entering. Once those beings completely break free of the Martial Dao Luck's suppression, with your current condition, how long can you survive? How long can you hide?

"Only by following the guidance of my gods and acting according to our sect's arrangements can you recover your strength quickly."

Zhong Yi did not refute Sufferer's words. It knew the man before it was right.

Once the Ancestral Star's Martial Dao Luck rose and those old fellows were freed from suppression, beasts like them would be wiped out within moments.

Compared to secretly hunting without direction on its own, following the Three Deviant Sect's arrangements would greatly shorten the time it needed to recover its strength.

"I've always been cooperative. It's just that bastard picking a fight." Nightmare's hollow voice echoed from every direction.

"I can cooperate with you, but he's mine!"

Zhong Yi ignored Nightmare and spoke.

"Fine. That little sufferer is a martial artist. Ka Sha Shi fell at his hands. If you want to eat him without alerting anyone else, your current recovered strength is still insufficient."

Sufferer's meaning was clear: Zhong Yi had to obey.

"You can help me capture him and let me eat him." Zhong Yi's eyes spun as it spoke slyly.

Upon hearing that, Sufferer cut another wound across his body and said, "We disciples of the Three Gods Sect cannot take the lives of the human race. This is an agreement between the gods."

"You hypocrite. Once this succeeds, you'll be the first one I eat!" Zhong Yi said disdainfully.

Sufferer merely smiled gently. "If it succeeds, and the human race awakens to comprehend the gods' gifts, what a blessing that would be. It would be my merit. If you eat me afterward, that too would count as a virtuous Good Fortune!"

Fervor lay hidden beneath his calm voice. His face was mild and benevolent, yet he sent chills down one's spine.

"Zhong Yi, before long, there will be abundant flesh and blood for you to devour. And Nightmare, soon you will taste true delicacies. I will satisfy you."

Zhong Yi said nothing. Those lunatics from the Three Deviant Sect wanted to use them to make the Ancestral Star experience pain and despair, thereby bathing in Divine Grace. They were practically natural allies. As long as no one touched its own 'great medicine,' it was barely willing to follow their arrangements.

"Using the internet?" Nightmare asked curiously.

"No. Spreading it through the internet can only help you recover part of your strength. A grand performance is about to begin." Sufferer's voice was gentle.

"Everything is for humanity to bathe in the Three Gods' grace."

Su Tu took out a stick of Heart and Mind Incense in his room and inserted it into a bowl—a perfectly ordinary bowl used for meals.

His family had no habit of burning incense, so they had no incense burner. He could only use a white bowl instead.

It had to be said, a Heart and Mind Incense worth a million inserted into a three-yuan white bowl still stood quite steadily.

"Guess this counts as being extravagant for once." Su Tu lit the Heart and Mind Incense.

This stick could burn for around five minutes and cost 750,000 on the market. That came out to 150,000 per minute!

At the thought, Su Tu could not help sighing. This was not cultivation at all. It was pure money-burning.

Once lit, the Heart and Mind Incense released a refreshing fragrance. The scent not only made one feel calm and clear, but also brought immense comfort to the mind. Waves of fragrance lingered throughout the room.

Every second was money going up in smoke. Under such circumstances, ordinary people would desperately focus their minds and gather Dao, but Su Tu merely glanced at the time. Twelve o'clock. Sleep!

Yes, he was using the damn Heart and Mind Incense as aromatherapy!!!

Ahem. Actually, Su Tu wanted to see whether he could still gather Dao in his dreams today and whether he could exploit the bug again.

He had always fallen asleep quickly. Not long after lying down, drowsiness washed over him, and he entered the land of dreams.

The next moment, Su Tu truly arrived in the True Self World. To his surprise, he found that the world, which had always been frozen, had come alive. A breeze seemed to rise over the mountains, the Green Snake above the firmament slowly slithered, and the two great moons in the sky gleamed.

The savage Fierce Tiger ran all the way to Su Tu and tilted its head at him like a Big Cat.

"Is this the change brought by increasing my Dao Gathering Proficiency?" Su Tu attributed everything to the improvement in his Dao Gathering Proficiency.

He stroked the White Tiger's head. Its fur was soft and fluffy, truly like that of a Big Cat. Then he looked toward the Green Snake.

I wonder what you feel like?

As though it had heard his thoughts, the Green Snake actually slithered down from the sky and slowly approached Su Tu, obediently coiling around his hand.

It felt cool, yet carried a hint of intimacy.

Su Tu was delighted. He petted the White Tiger with his left hand and let the Green Snake coil around his right, playing to his heart's content.

Only after quite some time did he remember that he had gathered his teacher's Great Yin Falling Sky during the day. Why had there been no change at all in the True Self World?

As he thought this, the next moment—

Bzzzz—

Of the Twin Moons that had quietly hung in the sky, the White Moon began to flicker with a faint glow, as if some mysterious power were gathering within it.

"That is..." Su Tu's expression abruptly turned solemn as he watched the moon's transformation. His hand unconsciously tightened, and he actually tore out a tuft of fur from the White Tiger's head.

In Su Tu's eyes, the moonlight was gentle, bathing his entire body in lightness.

At that moment, a graceful figure stood quietly within the White Moon. She seemed to be waiting for something, as if she had already waited for countless ages!

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