The Tiger-man Has Gone Mad

"Why is that not the wise choice? That is exactly how [Basic Cultivation Assistance] should be used. Why are you like this again? And never mind yourself, why must you mislead others?"

The shadow wore a resentful expression once more, earnestly trying to persuade Feng Buzhi.

Pei Chao glanced at the shadow with suspicion and said, "Boss, although I don't understand what this thing is saying, it seems to be refuting you, saying you're wrong."

Feng Buzhi said, "[Basic Training Assistance] and [Extravagant Meal] might be fine for ordinary people. The nutrients provided by [Extravagant Meal] are relatively mild, so using them to enhance eerie power won't have side effects, allowing for a stable transition until the alienation stage ends. However, the strength of the alienated organs gained this way will be mediocre at best."

The shadow immediately retorted, "How is that mediocre? This is clearly the most secure method."

Feng Buzhi shook his head. "It is indeed secure, but the alienated organs cultivated this way will only be flowers in a greenhouse. They look robust on the surface, but in reality, they are fragile in the wild."

"By comparison, it is better to absorb the eerie essence directly from corrupted corpses after using [Basic Training Assistance]. It can better temper the eerie power within us, making it more solid and tenacious."

The shadow was shocked. "Are you crazy? Directly absorbing the eerie essence from corpses? If one hasn't reached the Clear Mind Realm, doing this is suicide. You..."

The shadow's words trailed off. He realized that both Feng Buzhi and Pei Chao had already reached the Subtle Realm.

Furthermore, Feng Buzhi and Pei Chao had frequently consumed poisons made from corrupted corpses, and recently, they had been drinking such toxins like water.

Combined with what Feng Buzhi had said, the shadow suddenly felt that there was some logic to his words.

Could he be wrong?

If he taught Feng Buzhi according to his own methods, wouldn't that be a waste of Feng Buzhi's talent?

Wouldn't that make him a sinner against the Human Race?

The shadow quickly fell into a state of self-pity. He followed behind Pei Chao and Feng Buzhi in a daze, and by the time he regained his senses, the three of them had already arrived in the mist outside the town.

The bearded Pei Chao observed the surrounding terrain and suddenly ran in one direction, saying, "Boss, I was hunting those Green-skinned Dwarves right here when that tiger-man pounced on me."

Pei Chao searched for signs of the struggle and soon found the machete that had been shattered by the tiger-man.

Looking at the corpse of the machete that had been with him for so long, Pei Chao let out a long sigh and began to demonstrate the situation to Feng Buzhi.

The tiger-man had pounced first; he had hurriedly blocked with his arm and rolled continuously on the ground. Then, the tiger-man had pulled out a long spear. At the critical moment, he had traded injury for a chance at life, intending to decapitate the tiger-man, but blue flames had erupted from the tiger-man's left arm, first shattering his machete and then striking him directly in the lower abdomen.

After that, the tiger-man had used the [Ghost Servant Art] on him, a pair of eyes glowing with purple, ghostly light...

While listening to Pei Chao's description, Feng Buzhi activated the title "True: Gazing into the Abyss."

Soon, Feng Buzhi sat cross-legged on the ground, pressed his tongue against the roof of his mouth, and emptied his mind.

A few minutes later, Feng Buzhi once again entered the state he had experienced at the Fifth Altar, cutting off all his perceptions. Sight, hearing, smell, touch... all manner of senses vanished completely.

The only thing remaining was his perception of the eerie.

No eerie images appeared in his mind, but the various eerie flows and changes in the surroundings had nowhere to hide.

Feng Buzhi quickly stood up, picked up a withered leaf not far away, and plucked two pieces from the fragments of Pei Chao's machete.

This withered leaf and the two machete fragments were all stained with some of the tiger-man's blood, though after an entire night, the traces of blood had already faded away.

Through the blood traces on these three fragments, Feng Buzhi sensed a faint, eerie presence—scorching yet cold. It must have been the kind of flame the tiger-man used.

Vaguely, Feng Buzhi sensed a direction, though it was not very precise.

Feng Buzhi muttered, "The activity of the eerie is weaker during the day, so I cannot yet sense the specific location, but once night falls, I will be able to find the direction where that tiger-man is."

Inside the hidden ruins on the eastern edge of the town, Tiger-man Theo, who was searching for another ring, felt that heart-palpitating sensation once again.

A premonition from the unknown appeared again, reminding him once more to stay away from here as soon as possible.

But Tiger-man Theo not only had no intention of leaving, but he also became even more determined.

He held a drive in his heart, a drive to rewrite his destiny!

"Is this the obstacle I must face to break my fate? No matter what, no matter how you warn me, I will continue. I will definitely change my own destiny!"

The tiger-man let out a cry of unwillingness, and then, suddenly sensing something, he broke through.

His mental realm had broken through!

He had originally been an ordinary tiger-man, but while awakening the memories within the [Great Prophecy], he had reached the Clear Mind Realm.

And now, he had broken through to the late stage of the Clear Mind Realm, only one step away from the Subtle Realm. This was also the mental realm he would reach when stepping into the fourth rank according to the [Great Prophecy].

With his mental realm elevated, the tiger-man found that his left arm became more obedient, and his soul became more solid.

If it were the current him, using the [Ghost Servant Art] on Pei Chao would definitely succeed.

"Hahahaha..."

Tiger-man Theo laughed heartily. He wiped the tears of excitement from the corners of his eyes; at this moment, he seemed to see his own legendary future...

"You say you can find the location of that tiger-man? Is that an ability you obtained in the abyss? And you previously condensed the mist into a sphere—what kind of ability did you actually obtain?"

Hearing Feng Buzhi say he could find the tiger-man's location, the shadow immediately questioned him.

Feng Buzhi had no intention of explaining; after all, he had already told the shadow that his mental realm had broken through, but the shadow simply did not believe him.

Feng Buzhi looked the shadow over and said, "Finding the tiger-man's location might have to wait until nightfall, a few more hours. However, finding your location—that should be possible right now."

The shadow asked in confusion, "My location? Am I not right here? Uh, are you saying you know where I am bound? But even I don't know where I am bound, so how could you?"

Whenever night fell, the shadow would be forced to a certain location beneath the town, unable to move. When late night came, he would gradually fall into a deep sleep, as if unconscious.

And when he regained consciousness during the day, the shadow would already be drifting through the town. It had been like this for years...