"Ding-dong! The Intelligent Cultivation System is at your service! One-Click Auto-Management, Intelligent Upgrade! Beginning cultivation management now. Friendly Reminder: during cultivation, the host will lose control of his body. Please do not panic..."
The instant the System Prompt sounded, Pei Ling immediately lost control of his body. He came to his senses in an instant: he was Pei Ling!
What Wei Duanju?
At the same time, he felt his fate stop draining away. A searing warmth, like the blazing sun overhead, flooded his entire body in an instant. As this warmth flowed through him, the fate he had just lost was replenished at once, becoming solid and stable.
Pei Ling immediately understood. He had drunk too much Soul Wine just now, and his body hadn't had time to digest it. Now that the system had taken control of his body, it had immediately begun refining the excess Soul Wine to make up for the fate he had just lost...
"Ding-dong! The host's fate is depleted. Immediate replenishment required..." "Ding-dong! The host's fate has been replenished. The system will continue cultivation..." "Ding-dong! Cultivating [Myriad Soul Curse] requires utmost hatred, utmost resentment, and the utmost Curse Incantation..." "Ding-dong! Utmost hatred, utmost resentment, and the utmost Curse Incantation detected..." "Ding-dong! The system will provide you with utmost hatred, utmost resentment, and the utmost Curse Incantation free of charge..."
As a string of system prompts sounded, countless tiny runes rose in Pei Ling's eyes under the system's control. [Grievance Nightmare divine abilities]!
Whoosh... whoosh... whoosh...
An overwhelmingly intense hatred, as tangible as a thing, became gray-black mist. Like a river surging backward, it streamed ceaselessly toward Pei Ling.
For a moment, he seemed like a column of murky smoke, rising high into the air.