Caomiao Village.
Dark clouds blanketed the sky as the wild wind howled softly. Thunder occasionally split the heavens, illuminating the firmament. It was clearly a storm on the horizon.
Zhang Xiaofan carried a food box as he hurried outside the ruined temple.
Boom!
Several claps of thunder suddenly rang out, drawing Puzhi's gaze skyward.
As though he sensed something, Puzhi looked at the sky and sighed softly.
"Merciful Buddha."
At that moment, a black shadow, like a wisp of mist, shot past the front of the ruined temple and flew into the distance.
The moment he saw that "black mist," Puzhi's expression changed drastically.
He immediately rushed into the black mist and emerged carrying a young boy.
Su Han, still inside the ruined temple, watched the scene through the window, deep in thought.
With memories of his past life, Su Han naturally knew who the visitor was: Cang Song, the Peak Master of Dragon Head Peak of the Qingyun Sect.
However, Su Han had no intention of exposing Cang Song's identity.
He could not guarantee that he would be able to bear the butterfly effect caused by interfering.
If it prevented him from successfully joining the Qingyun Sect, he would not even have time to cry over it.
After all, this world was one where the strong preyed upon the weak. The fate of Caomiao Village was proof enough.
Since he did not want to die, others could only die in his place. Mercy was the privilege of the strong, and Su Han was not worthy of it yet.
"But one day!"
"I'll be able to do whatever I want without being controlled by anyone or anything!"
Su Han clenched his fists and silently swore an oath.
While Su Han was lost in thought, Puzhi and Cang Song had already exchanged a few simple moves outside the ruined temple before separating once more.
"Every move you make is concealed. Are you unwilling to reveal your true skills?"
Puzhi pressed his palms together and rebuked Cang Song across from him.
Cang Song did not answer. With a sharp wave of his hand, countless dark red clouds of blood mist instantly enveloped him, and a Skeleton Soul Banner suddenly appeared in his hand.
At the sight of the banner, Puzhi was first startled, then his eyes filled with fury.
"The Poison Blood Banner! You dare cultivate such an evil thing that brings calamity upon the world!"
"Today, I will never spare you!"
As Puzhi spoke, he raised the Buddhist prayer beads around his wrist. A golden formation appeared before him.
"Be good and die!"
Cang Song was utterly unruffled. He roared furiously as countless black-red shadows charged toward Puzhi.
Watching this, Su Han sighed softly. "It should be over now."
If Puzhi had been in normal condition, he naturally would not have been defeated so easily.
But when he saved Lin Jingyu earlier, Cang Song had already laid his trap: a Seven-tailed Centipede.
Sure enough.
After only blocking a few attacks, Puzhi suddenly spat out blood and dropped to one knee. Then, a centipede with a seven-colored tail crawled out through his sleeve.
The instant Puzhi saw the centipede, he was shocked, then suddenly understood.
"So you came for me!"
"That's right!" Cang Song looked immensely pleased.
"I came specifically for you, Monk Puzhi!"
As he spoke, he stomped the ground and charged at Puzhi, black-red light flaring from his palm!
Puzhi tried to raise an arm to block, but the Seven-tailed Centipede's poison had disrupted his flow of spiritual energy. Cang Song sent him flying with a heavy punch.
Su Han shook his head as he watched Puzhi, whose combat intelligence had been thoroughly crushed by Cang Song.
Then he looked curiously at Cang Song. "System, inspect Cang Song's traits."
Cang Song was, after all, the Peak Master of Dragon Head Peak of the Qingyun Sect. Opportunities to see him were rare, and Su Han did not want to waste this one.
So, Su Han intended to first determine Cang Song's traits and see whether any were worth plundering.
Moreover, Su Han guessed that Cang Song most likely possessed a red trait related to comprehension.
Su Han was not making a baseless guess; he had inferred it from Zhang Xiaofan's traits.
Zhang Xiaofan had managed to cultivate Buddhist, demonic, and Daoist arts simultaneously without anyone giving him detailed instruction. His comprehension truly was exceptional.
As for Cang Song...
Though he could not compare with Zhang Xiaofan's absurd feat of cultivating Buddhist, demonic, and Daoist arts all at once—
He had still managed to cultivate both Daoist and demonic arts.
And Cang Song had definitely figured out how to cultivate Daoist and demonic arts together on his own.
After all, his identity meant he could not often leave the Qingyun Sect, much less find members of the demonic sects to teach him demonic cultivation techniques in detail.
Name: Cang Song
Identity: Peak Master of Dragon Head Peak, Qingyun Sect
Traits: One in Ten Thousand (Purple), Astonishing Comprehension (Red), Fated Supporting Character (Purple), Natural Leader (Blue), Profound Thunder Magic (Purple)...
Most of Cang Song's traits were completely useless to Su Han and not worth wasting a chance to plunder.
But—
When Su Han truly saw the Astonishing Comprehension trait among Cang Song's traits, his eyes instantly lit up with delight.
"Just as I thought!"
"To achieve dual cultivation of Daoist and demonic arts through his own exploration, Cang Song's comprehension is no slouch either!"
At that moment, as Su Han watched Cang Song continue fighting Puzhi, it was as if he were looking at an "experience pack."
"If Cang Song's Astonishing Comprehension trait fuses with Zhang Xiaofan's Exceptional Comprehension trait, could it produce the black trait, Heaven-Defying Comprehension?"
"If I possessed the Heaven-Defying Comprehension trait, I could most likely alter this world's cultivation techniques into the true longevity arts from my memories."
"But what if I possessed Circulating Creation, something only ancient innate divine spirits could master?"
For a moment, Su Han was filled with anticipation.
Meanwhile, outside the ruined temple.
Tianyin Temple's cultivation techniques excelled greatly in defense. Even though Puzhi had been poisoned by the Seven-tailed Centipede, Cang Song still could not take him down for the moment.
This made Cang Song somewhat impatient.
After all, Caomiao Village lay at the foot of the Qingyun Sect's mountain. Who knew whether a Qingyun Sect Disciple might happen to pass by?
Finally.
After Puzhi knocked off half of Cang Song's mask, Cang Song completely lost his patience.
He was going to end this quickly!
With a flash, Cang Song leaped onto the roof of a nearby house.
He raised a hand, drew the sword from his back, and spun it in a flourish.
Su Han instantly focused all his attention.
"It's finally here—the Divine Sword Controlling Thunder True Spell!"
Cang Song uttered the incantation.
"Nine Heavens Profound Tribulation, transform into divine thunder..."
As the incantation was chanted, the sword in Cang Song's hand flew out and circled around him. At the same time, both he and his sword glowed with thunderous light.
"Mighty heavenly power, drawn forth by the sword!"
As the incantation concluded, the winds and clouds shifted. Endless dark clouds swirled across the heavens, forming a pitch-black vortex.
The gale raged, and the bronze bell hanging from one corner of the temple's eaves rang without cease.
At that moment, Cang Song's sword flew high into the sky. Countless bolts of lightning were drawn down, illuminating heaven and earth as though the end of the world had arrived.
"So this is the Divine Sword Controlling Thunder True Spell?"
As Su Han gazed at the terrifying heavenly might unleashed by the Divine Sword Controlling Thunder True Spell, his eyes were still full of excitement despite having lived two lives.
Especially when he thought of how he too could learn such a sword art after becoming a disciple of the Qingyun Sect, anticipation surged within him.
"Now that the Divine Sword Controlling Thunder True Spell has appeared, everything should be over."
"And I will obtain Puzhi's traits after he falls into demonic corruption!"
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