In the original plot, Ye Fan's investigation revealed that he and Lingzhi had been set up. Someone had sprinkled a precious drug on them that could trigger powerful exotic beasts into going Berserk.
It had to have been the joint work of several other Li Family cultivators. Such a spiritual medicine was surely difficult to obtain. To kill the couple, the Li Family had truly paid a hefty price!
What a Li Family!
More details from the original plot continued to surface in his memories. After the couple died, the Li Family gradually began bullying his elderly father and daughter. First, they seized his father's tavern, then they took his inn.
However, wary of the attitude of Smoke Glow Grotto-Heaven behind Jiang Ming's sect, they had not taken them by force. Instead, they had used schemes to steal them in secret.
Until more than two years later, Ye Fan appeared.
He did not dare linger here and quickly fled.
After fleeing dozens of miles in one breath and reaching the outskirts of Smoke Glow Ridge, Jiang Ming had not even had time to catch his breath when he suddenly sensed that something was wrong. The feeling was mysterious. His brow throbbed violently, warning him of danger. His heart tightened, and he instantly rushed into a forest of jagged rocks, hid behind a huge boulder, and concealed his aura.
"Don't even think about running. I saw you. Hand over all the treasures on you. You must be the source behind the Lightning Bird rampage, right? Hand over the spiritual medicines and treasures you picked. The three of us brothers can consider sparing your life."
Three figures quickly spread out through the trees on the mountain ridge, surrounding Jiang Ming. One of them spoke coldly.
Jiang Ming's heart sank. This could not end peacefully. He did not believe they would spare him. His clothes were charred black and tattered, but they still bore some of the distinctive features of Smoke Glow Grotto-Heaven disciple clothing. These people were clearly taking the risk of intercepting and killing him. Afterward, they would certainly silence him to eliminate future trouble.
Since that was the case, he would strike first.
Jiang Ming checked his condition. Though he looked wretched, he was actually in excellent shape. The Heavenly Tyrant Body was known as one of the most powerful physiques in the world of Shrouding the Heavens. It was no weaker than the physique of Ye Fan, the child of the world. Moreover, its advantage was even more obvious in the early stages. As a member of the Heavenly Tyrant Body Lineage, he had not suffered the same fate as the Saint Body Lineage, whose bloodline had been cursed and forbidden from rising.
He could now feel the surging essence within his Sea of Bitterness, making his blood and vitality boil. The blood flowing through his body was like a rushing stream, roaring with a "whoosh, whoosh." Every punch and kick felt capable of splitting mountains and shattering rocks.
More than that, he retained the memories of Chinese Paladin 1 from his previous life. He had been a sword cultivator peerless in offense.
His combat strength had nearly stood at the pinnacle of Chinese Paladin 1. If he had not died, figures like the Worship Moon Sect Master would have been nothing.
For the moment, he could not clearly recall the exact relationship between the power systems of Chinese Paladin 1 and the world of Shrouding the Heavens, but killing three Sea of Bitterness Realm lackeys should not be a problem.
Boom!
Jiang Ming stomped the ground and burst from his hiding place in an instant. He was incomparably fast, as though treading on the wind itself, merging with the gale stirred up by his charge. He was so fast that he resembled a fleeting phantom.
Splurt!
Blood sprayed through the forest, shooting more than three meters into the air. A head rolled onto the ground, while the headless corpse took another two steps forward before collapsing with a thud.
Congratulations, Host. You have jinxed a Sea of Bitterness cultivator to death. Random reward: one bottle of Hundred-Grass Liquid. It has been automatically stored in the Host's Sea of Bitterness.
Hearing the system prompt, Jiang Ming's teeth itched, especially at that word "jinxed." It was particularly grating.
After killing the cultivator blocking his path, Jiang Ming had no intention of continuing the attack. There was no need. He could already break through in this direction. Once he completely absorbed his memories and the changes brought by the Heavenly Tyrant Body, he would be able to kill such lackeys with ease.
Do not push him too far. If they did, it was not as though he could not kill.
Sword Flight Technique, Myriad Swords Art, Heavenly Sword Art, Divine Sword Art, Immortal Wind Cloud Body Art, Drunken Immortal Gazing at Moon Step, Talisman Dao, and the three supreme arts Jiang Ming had created himself.
Jiang Ming ran at high speed, leaping through the forest. He was as agile as a mountain ape and as swift as a grassland cheetah, crossing mountains and ridges as the terrain rapidly retreated beneath his feet.
Yet the two figures behind him continued pursuing relentlessly. With a sharp whistle, a golden streak suddenly shot toward him from the top of a nearby hill. It was a golden cone more than a foot long, incomparably sharp and triangular in shape.
Facing such a sudden ambush, Jiang Ming's footwork changed. Like an antelope hanging its horns, his body became elusive and unpredictable, splitting into five afterimages as he slipped through.
At the same time, Jiang Ming threw his charred broken sword toward the hill. With a sharp whistle, a woman in a green dress on the hillside dodged Jiang Ming's attack, contempt flashing through her eyes.
How could such an attack possibly harm her?
She casually produced a silver shield. It spun rapidly, knocking away Jiang Ming's broken sword and sending it crashing to the ground.
Glancing at the charred, broken Green Wood Sword, the woman sneered and controlled her cone-shaped artifact to attack Jiang Ming again.
Yet the charred broken sword on the ground seemed to come alive the next instant. It sprang up and shot forth even faster than before. With a sharp whistle, it pierced through half of the woman's head in an instant.
Sword Flight Technique!
Jiang Ming remained calm. The attack range was somewhat far, exceeding that of ordinary Sea of Bitterness cultivators. Even some Life Spring cultivators might not have been able to achieve it.
But clearly, he was no ordinary cultivator. Whether in physique or realm, he was beyond comparison to Sea of Bitterness cultivators. Even Life Spring cultivators were no match for him.
Hmm!
The Sword Flight Technique had gone slightly off. It had originally been meant to pass directly through the back of her head, but it had deviated by five centimeters.
The broken sword chopped at the woman's head a few more times before finally stopping.
Congratulations, Host. You have jinxed a Sea of Bitterness cultivator to death. Random reward: one bottle of Hundred-Grass Liquid. It has been automatically stored in the Host's Sea of Bitterness.
So it was stingy enough to only reward Hundred-Grass Liquid? What a trash system.
The golden cone that had ambushed Jiang Ming fell to the ground with a clang. Jiang Ming walked over, picked it up, and poured in his surging mana, directly leaving behind his own mark.
Sea of Bitterness Realm cultivators were truly weak!
Boom!
At that moment, Jiang Ming transformed into a streak of purple divine light and vanished from where he stood. The golden cone in his hand blazed brilliantly as he threw it out. Like a bolt of golden lightning wreathed in faint purple energy, it flashed across the sky.
"You're chasing me down, are you? You dogs ambushed me, surrounded me, and tried to kill me. Four of you wanted to kill one of me. Since that's the case, then all of you can die."
Drunken Immortal Gazing at Moon Step!
He raised his head to gaze at the bright moon, and his shadow became three.
Whoosh!
The next moment, Jiang Ming's figure split directly into three. These were not false phantoms, but real projections. A charred broken sword flew over and landed in the hand of one of his figures.
Drawing upon the artistic conception of the Drunken Immortal Gazing at Moon Step, Jiang Ming seemed drunk. Behind his head, a bright starry moon rose, while a Milky Way hung across the heavens.
"Have you not seen the waters of the Yellow River descend from heaven, rushing into the sea and never returning?"
Whoosh!
A sweep of silver innate sword qi illuminated several hundred meters around them, cutting a charging cultivator in half on the spot.
The other cultivator had just produced a shimmering purple dharma net when Jiang Ming pierced his head with a single strike of the cone. The cone passed through a gap in the purple divine net. "The net of justice is wide, yet its mesh is loose."
At the same time, Jiang Ming's third figure stepped forward and crushed the head of the cultivator who had been cut in half.
Congratulations, Host. You have jinxed two Sea of Bitterness cultivators to death. Random reward: one Hundred-Year Jade Snake Orchid.
Hearing the system prompt, Jiang Ming cursed under his breath. Did it think he would stop cursing just because the reward quality had improved? "Dogshit system, you're more doglike than even Black Emperor."
Jiang Ming surveyed the surroundings and quickly searched the two men for spoils. Without time to inspect them, he went over to search the female cultivator as well, then left without hesitation.
He could not return to Purple Cloud Mountain. There was little point in returning anyway. He was too weak.
As for those Li Family cultivators, he would not spare a single one.
Home!
He could not return home either. This dogshit system felt too strange. Had it affected his Fate Pattern? Otherwise, why had he been so unlucky for three lifetimes?
On Earth, he had been burned to death in a forest fire.
His second life had been even more miserable. His wife, his confidantes, his master and adoptive father, those junior brothers, and his daughter—there were too many people he had failed.
In his third life, his confidante, Smoke Glow Fairy Lingzhi, had died so completely that not even a strand of her hair remained.
Jiang Ming was truly a little afraid. He genuinely suspected that this vile system had infected him with some Fate Pattern like the Jinx Star or Heavenly Lone Star.
He would rather Tingting's fate remained the same as in the original plot than have it changed because of his interference.
Just then, Jiang Ming's gaze sharpened. Who had he seen? One of the Li Family cultivators who had harmed him, a man named Li Sigui. He had actually come to Smoke Glow Ridge to watch. Was he checking whether Jiang Ming and his wife were dead?
Jiang Ming could not stay here for long, much less let anyone see that he was still alive.
Everyone who had seen him was now dead. From now on, Jiang Ming could be considered dead as well!
He directly used the supreme art Immortal Wind Cloud Body Art. The next moment, his entire body vanished, merging with the surrounding wind. As a wisp of cloud and mist appeared, Li Sigui's head was removed.
He was merely a Sea of Bitterness Realm cultivator. Once his head was severed, death was almost certain. Unlike Life Spring cultivators, who would not easily die even if their heads were cut off.
Congratulations, Host. You have jinxed your enemy, Li Family cultivator Li Sigui, to death. You have obtained the three-star Fate Pattern: Calamitous Star. Note: With this Fate Pattern, every person you jinx to death will slightly increase your Fortune. This Fate Pattern is also known as the Heavenly Lone Star and the Jinx Star. If you do not wish to kill your loved ones, it is best to stay away from them. Additional suggestion: It is best to kill them all. That way, there will be no troubles. Only those who can endure loneliness can preserve prosperity. Only those who withstand solitude can wait for flowers to bloom. Kill enemies, kill kin, kill yourself; slay heaven, slay earth, slay God. There is no one in this world who cannot be killed. When yin and yang fall into chaos, I shall dye the Azure Heaven with my demonic blood!
For the dogshit system's poisonous inspirational drivel, Jiang Ming chose to fight poison with poison.
Jiang Ming said, "I killed them with my own hands, I did not jinx them to death. Fuck—ten thousand words omitted here."
"Fuck, among all the systems in the myriad heavens and worlds, why did I have to encounter the most vile one?"
"Is this fucking revenge?"
"Is this a reward or a punishment?"
The hatred, killing intent, and resentment in Jiang Ming's heart boiled and surged. Between his brows, a black lotus the size of a grain of rice slowly rotated, flowing with purple-black divine radiance.
Even though Jiang Ming was awake, he felt nothing at all about it, as though the black lotus did not exist.
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Previously written: [Perfect World: Martial Soul], [The Beginning of the Myriad Heavens: My Son Ye Fan Has the Bearing of an Immortal Emperor], [Perfect World: I Loaded the Calabash Brothers Panel].
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