Let Me Name It Whatever I Want, So It's the Calamity-Crossing Immortal Scripture!

Tan Shuchang had wanted to ask a few more questions. After all, not even that incarnation of the Death-Speaking Yin God had been as unusual as General Sophora. Unfortunately, this instance gave him no such time. Once it detected that the number of vengeful ghosts within the instance seemed to have dropped to only two, it instantly kicked Tan Shuchang out.

A multi-faction instance naturally required multiple factions. Once the balance between them was broken, it meant the game was over.

Tan Shuchang, however, did not care much about this.

For one thing, he was used to it. For another, he had already obtained the greatest gain from this trip.

Seven ghost constables, plus one vengeful ghost of unknown origin—exactly enough for the second Fierce Ghost Lifting Lotus.

As a blood-red lotus bloomed, that strange power which obscured all prying eyes once again wrapped tightly around Tan Shuchang. Blood manifested from thin air and continuously flowed out from the ground, while an inexplicable chill began spreading in all directions.

This was an omen of vengeful ghosts entering the world.

Because Tan Shuchang had thrown out all eight vengeful ghosts.

Though they were suppressed by the Ghost Suppression Technique, these vengeful ghosts all possessed malicious domains, so they still affected the surrounding environment.

Fortunately, Tan Shuchang possessed an innate power of concealment. Thus, even though these vengeful ghosts had all reached the level of accompanying phenomena, the Netherworld's ghost officials never sensed a trace of them.

Otherwise, with so many vengeful ghosts appearing, in less than half an incense stick's time, the vicinity of Tan Shuchang's cultivation grounds would have been completely surrounded by ghost officials.

The blood-red lotus was not a lotus dais. When a true lotus dais was lifted by vengeful ghosts and took on solid form, it appeared incomparably sacred.

There was not the slightest trace of bloodiness about it. It even possessed a certain breathtaking beauty.

That Stone-Ball Vengeful Ghost from last time had been an incarnation of the Death-Speaking Yin God, which was why it had still been able to resist for a while when Tan Shuchang refined it. These eight vengeful ghosts, however, were genuine vengeful ghosts, so they could not even offer a flicker of resistance.

Bloodwater surged upward, as though it intended to turn this place into a Blood Pool.

The lotus dais was sacred, faintly displaying seven colors, as though a Bodhisattva of Merit sat here.

Naturally, Tan Shuchang had no mind to observe this subtle change in himself. That familiar sensation of his cultivation increasing appeared again. There was no sense of forcing seedlings to grow; the rise in his cultivation came as naturally as water flowing into a channel, as though Tan Shuchang had cultivated for twelve years in this very instant!

Tan Shuchang's primary cultivation method naturally changed once more.

The quality of the Blood-Refined Lotus Art was clearly higher than that of the Sevenfold Demon Body Scripture, so the first Fierce Ghost Lifting Lotus had used the Blood-Refined Lotus Art as its foundation.

This time, Tan Shuchang had unexpectedly acquired the Calamity-Crossing Immortal Scripture, so this second Fierce Ghost Lifting Lotus naturally used the Calamity-Crossing Immortal Scripture as its foundation.

This Calamity-Crossing Immortal Scripture was the Black Shadow Immortal-Saving Manual.

That former master of the Demon Sect had hidden his head and concealed his tail. When passing down the technique, he had refused even to give its name, instead telling Tan Shuchang to come up with one himself.

So Tan Shuchang had, as a matter of course, named this cultivation method the Calamity-Crossing Immortal Scripture!

After all, the better a cultivation method's name sounded, the more impressive it was when spoken aloud. As for whether the method deserved such a name, that could be discussed later. In any case, no one cared.

And during those twelve years of Calamity-Crossing Immortal Scripture cultivation that had seemed to pass in an instant, Tan Shuchang had comprehended this cultivation method to a sufficient level.

At the very least, he had fully understood the first volume.

"Blood Shadow Sword Qi."

Tan Shuchang suddenly opened his eyes. As he spoke, four blood-red shadows surged out from the bloodwater beneath him.

The instant they appeared, these four blood-red shadows transformed into four Sword Qi of different forms.

The first resembled a golden serpent sword, twisting and winding. This had been influenced by the killing pattern of the Forgotten Street ghost constable that had been transformed into a blood-red shadow.

That Forgotten Street ghost constable's killing rule was: the five senses distort, and those who walk must die.

The second blood-red Sword Qi had edges like canine teeth, jagged and uneven where they interlocked, giving it an inexplicably ruined yet savage appearance.

This, too, had been influenced by the killing pattern of the ghost constable transformed into a blood-red shadow.

That ghost constable's killing rule was: One Must Not Be Discourteous; discourtesy meant certain death.

The other two blood-red Sword Qi were much the same. Influenced by different killing rules, their appearances were also different. This was the divine ability Tan Shuchang had cultivated after fully comprehending the first volume of the Calamity-Crossing Immortal Scripture.

At this stage, the original Black Shadow Immortal-Saving Manual was still unable to condense black shadows, but it could continuously release black Sword Qi.

The Sword Qi's power was tied to one's cultivation. The deeper one's cultivation, the stronger the black Sword Qi's destructive power.

Yet the moment Tan Shuchang entered the path, he could use his own special ability to transform powerful vengeful ghosts into blood-red shadows. However, these blood-red shadows were essentially no different from vengeful ghosts and were heavily restrained by the Ghost Suppression Technique.

But now, that restraint had undoubtedly vanished, because these four blood-red shadows had already broken free from the category of ghostly beings and completely transformed into Sword Qi.

"Blood Shadow Sword Qi may be simple and easy to remember, but it does not live up to the name of my Calamity-Crossing Immortal Scripture..." Tan Shuchang thought for a moment, then decided to rename the Blood Shadow Sword Qi—Calamity-Sighting Sword Qi.

After all, it was the Calamity-Crossing Immortal Scripture. How could one cross calamity without first seeing it?

Besides, cultivators who saw this Calamity-Sighting Sword Qi truly did have calamity descending upon their heads.

"Twenty-seven years of cultivation..." Feeling the abundant cultivation within his body, Tan Shuchang could not help but feel greatly delighted. Those immortal sect disciples in their early thirties possessed no more cultivation than he did now.

And with the profundity of the Calamity-Crossing Immortal Scripture, Tan Shuchang was confident that he could instantly kill them as though they were vengeful ghosts.

Of course, that was provided they were not sword cultivators and did not possess a top-grade flying sword at the level of a spiritual artifact.

The killing power of sword cultivators went without saying.

Moreover, in Tan Shuchang's estimation, sword cultivators were among the rare few who, with equal cultivation, could force him into "revealing his true form."

Then Tan Shuchang prepared to head for Luo Province.

He had dragged his feet before because he lacked confidence. Now, so long as Qiu Junlin's father did not personally act, however many others came, he could slay however many came.

Even if those deputy pavilion masters acted, it would be the same!

Such was the tyranny of the Calamity-Crossing Immortal Scripture!

"And if I am right, when I next enter an instance and go to Langshou Ghost City, General Sophora will make trouble for me. Then the third Fierce Ghost Lifting Lotus can begin as well..." At this thought, Tan Shuchang's spirits soared, and his hands began to itch with impatience.

So he took out his "diary."

This was a very special "diary." With only a little refinement, it could become a lower-realm magic artifact. The quality of its material was plain to see.

The reason Tan Shuchang used this thing to write a diary was that if it were stolen, he could erase all the words written in it at once!

If not for that, he would never have carried it on him.

It was because he needed to nourish it with his aura, linking his vital breath to the object and allowing his mind to sense it.

Diyi Era of the Zixuan Dynasty, seventh month, twenty-seventh day.

I'll definitely write it next time.