Utterly Selfless, Devoted to Helping Others

In the redwood forest.

Fang Jun was feeling somewhat moved as he watched Chu Tianshu kill the Xitu pastor when he suddenly saw Chu Tianshu look up again.

He looked up as well.

They stood between the monster's legs, and when they looked up, they saw the monster's skin.

Gomorrah is a giant familiar composed of many Spirit Body Puppet. Although it has eyes and ears on its head, it has nothing between its legs.

There wasn't even a gap, front or back.

Fang Jun was wondering what Chu Tianshu was looking at when he saw Chu Tianshu's soul suddenly leave his body and flash in front of the monster.

Buzz!!

Chu Tianshu's soul emitted an extremely strong sense of impact on the surrounding environment.

The tiny humanoid spirit suddenly enlarged in an instant, becoming almost as tall as the Gomorrah behemoth.

Gomorrah was looking down.

Chu Tianshu's soul tilted its head back, gazing intently into Gomorrah's eyes.

His spirit continued to grow, gradually changing from looking up to looking down, eventually surpassing Gomorrah's height.

Hello everyone.

Chu Tianshu couldn't see who was controlling Gomorrah, but his tone was as if he were greeting someone face-to-face, filled with a peculiar friendliness.

Fang Jun and Jon were both surprised to feel that the massive primordial energy of heaven and earth around them was frantically gathering and converging into Chu Tianshu's body.

As these rings of vital energy gathered, they became so concentrated that they were visible to the naked eye, radiating magnificent colorful light.

Each different color represents a vital energy attribute.

More than a dozen different elemental energy attributes seemed to flow into his body all at once, without needing to be sorted or refined.

In the blink of an eye, it was transformed from Chu Tianshu's physical body into Mind Power and poured into the soul shadow.

The image of the spirit became increasingly tangible, with clear features, bright pupils, and even the sound of wind could be heard as it spoke.

"Come on, repeat after me."

The smile on the spirit's face was full of sincerity, and the words uttered were grand, profound, and endlessly evocative.

"Lin! Bing! Dou! Zhe----"

Mount Fuji, by the hot spring water.

A dozen maids and two sumo wrestlers stared blankly at the rectangular screen, listening to the syllables uttered by the face.

"Lin, Bing, Dou, Zhe, Jie, Zhen, Lie, Qian, Xing!"

These people uttered perfectly standard syllables, and in an instant, their hands were placed in front of their chests, forming nine different hand seals.

Those were hand seals they had never learned before, and the fingers of those two sumo wrestlers were as thick as carrots, completely unsuitable for forming hand seals.

However, when Chu Tianshu uttered the truth, these people were fortunate enough to hear it, and their minds were instantly cleansed and blessed.

They didn't even need to use their brains; their hands automatically formed hand seals, and their aura changed accordingly.

"Ah!!!"

As soon as the incantation was finished, the two sumo wrestlers let out a rough scream. Their white, bare flesh was torn open with more than a dozen bloody gashes, spurting out bright red blood, and they rolled on the ground.

They grew bear fur all over their bodies, gradually revealing their true form as bears.

The dozen or so maids also went numb in the legs, collapsed to the ground, their bodies covered in sweat, their faces pale and bloodless, their eyes filled with terror.

The soldiers marched forward in formation.

"Disconnect! Stop!!"

Enraged, Xiade made a move, grabbing at something from a distance.

It was as if an invisible giant hand was gripping the rectangular screen.

With a creaking sound, the screen actually withstood the pressure for more than a second before finally giving way and shattering like a large piece of solid glass.

Several of the elderly men in kimonos present swayed slightly and clutched their chests.

"I... I----"

A trickle of blood escaped from the corner of the old monk's mouth.

"I have mastered the Nine-Syllable Mantra Demon-Subduing Mudra of Inner Koyasan. This person's heretical Nine-Syllable Mantra seems similar to mine, but in essence, they are vastly different. It actually caused the mantra power within my body to go astray!"

Another elderly man with slanted eyes pressed his chest hard and glanced at the maids.

"Although they didn't practice mantras, their cultivation was too weak, and they were instantly bewitched, rendering their magical abilities useless. But what about us? We neither practiced mantras nor were we bewitched, yet we still recited that incantation, didn't we?"

Everyone Shangdu surprised and doubtful.

The person on the other side of the screen actually had no way to transmit the real destructive power to Mount Fuji, thousands of miles away, through the weak connection of the screen signal.

He merely used screen images as a medium to hypnotize those present, causing them to chant spells and harm themselves.

How did the person who didn't chant the incantation get injured?

"You all thought it in your hearts."

As Xiong Zuoqu said this, his eyes were still fixed on the two juniors who had revealed their true forms and were lying in pools of blood.

That enormous, round face was now filled with a sinister and ruthless expression, and the teeth in his mouth gradually thickened, lengthened, and transformed into fangs.

Normally, this Old Xiong demon is ferocious and straightforward, and at times, he can even be a bit clumsy.

But once someone sees him like this, they will never dare to underestimate his ruthlessness again.

"That's right, you're reciting it in your hearts."

Xiade said in a deep voice, "The human mind is divided into positive thoughts and negative thoughts. Even those who are Taboo so cannot always be aware of their negative thoughts."

"Therefore, sometimes you may have already responded to or imagined something in your mind, but mindfulness, as a thinking ability, is not aware of it."

"Only by cultivating oneself to the point of Mortal Transcendence Great Accomplishment transcendence, achieving a state of Leakless Innate Nature, can one clearly see one's own distracting thoughts."

Grand Duke Xiade closed his eyes and slowly recalled.

"That face should be Chu Tianshu's."

Upon hearing this name, everyone present immediately recalled a series of information.

After all, he was a young monster who had emerged from a neighboring country, and these old fogies with their own ulterior motives were the ones who cared the most.

"Inner Koyasan once sent a powerful monk with generous gifts to the Salt Lamp Esoteric Sect to inquire about the Genie in the Pot."

The old monk calmed his mind and breath, then spoke, "According to the spirit's detailed description, in the battle of the Tianshan Secret Realm, Chu Tianshu mainly displayed his swordsmanship skills, and his Saber Intent has great potential."

Thinking back to that gift, which he himself had given, the old monk felt a slight toothache.

"Heh, while there's plenty of rough information about Chu Tianshu, the Genie in the Pot possesses the ability to share memory images, allowing it to reveal the most comprehensive details."

"By selling this intelligence to various parties, the Salt Lamp Esoteric Sect has made a considerable amount of money and has changed its base several times."

After all, most intelligence reports consist of only a short text and a few photos.

The information shared by the Genie in the Pot, when viewed by experts, might even allow them to deduce Chu Tianshu's future development and calculate certain weaknesses.

"The intelligence I gathered in the Americas also indicates that he displayed astonishing swordsmanship in the Golden Triangle, with the Sword Intent preceding the body and the soul leaving the body."

Xiade closed his eyes in deep thought, "The arts of swordsmanship have many commonalities, so there's no need to elaborate."

"From this perspective, his strength indeed lies in the power of artistic conception, and he may have already cultivated it to the Leakless Innate Nature."

"If that were all, I wouldn't be afraid, but he also has Sword Soul and a third eye, while I only have—"

Xiade opened his eyes, frowned as he looked at the rhinoceros warrior that was not yet fully trained, and felt very troubled.

"I wonder if Xiama can withstand the torture."

Many thoughts raced through his mind as he scanned the crowd. "Gentlemen," he said, "Just in case, we must muster even greater strength in Fusang."

The elderly men exchanged glances.

This feels so familiar; it's that time of year again when we gamble on the fate of the nation.

"If he's going to Fusang, at most we'll have a confession; it's impossible to find sufficient evidence beforehand. We can use our long-standing feud..."

The geopolitical issue has stirred up trouble, portraying this as a frame-up and retaliation, an attempt to seize control of the entire Fusang.

"Humans are too intelligent, and therefore too ugly in their dealings with other nations. If there is even the slightest suspicion or fear, more than one country will intervene to prevent them from sending a large number of troops."

A cold light shone in Xiong Zuoqu's eyes.

"If he still insists on coming to search and kill us, then—I don't believe he can kill all our subordinates before his Mind Power runs out!"

Across the ocean, in San Francisco.

The local experts, all connected with the Exorcist Association, were up all night, their hearts filled with joy.

They sat in the manor's living room, their minds absorbed in the banners, manipulating the ghost soldiers to perform formations.

Although some of them haven't fully grasped the formation yet, the ghost soldiers themselves possess intelligence and are capable of learning. Together, they have already begun to practice in a respectable manner.

The hall door suddenly opened.

Chu Tianshu walked in carrying an old man, with Fang Jun and Jon following behind him.

The old man's eyes were glazed and filled with pain, and a trickle of saliva dripped from the corner of his mouth.

The witch's head was typing with her tongue on the table. When she saw the old man, her tongue trembled in surprise, and she scanned several keys.

"That old man is luckier than you; he survived two more cycles."

Chu Tianshu slowly sat back down, first picking up his teacup and glancing at it.

The overnight tea didn't turn yellow; it was still warm.

Anthony chuckled, "I had a few extra glasses prepared. I'll replace them with a fresh one every now and then. This one was just replaced."

Chu Tianshu took a couple of sips of tea, feeling somewhat regretful.

"It's a pity this old man has been working too hard. Even his confession of the plan was fragmented. Now that his Spirit Body is about to disintegrate, there's no chance to get the information from those scriptures in his mind."

He glanced at the witch's head. "So you're still alive? Surprised?"

The witch dared not utter a sound.

Chu Tianshu smiled and ignored it, then looked at the two people who had come in with him.

"Have you uploaded all the statements you recorded of the old man?"

Fang Jun nodded immediately. Jon seemed to be thinking about something, his expression was very serious, but he also nodded.

Chu Tianshu stomped on Xiama's chest, turning him into dust with a bang.

"Captain Chen, please make a note of this: we're going on a business trip—"

Upon hearing the sound, Chen Taozhi immediately stood up.

This time, he was out to follow Chu Tianshu's orders completely; wherever Chu Tianshu told him to go, he would lead the team.

Upon seeing this, Jon's expression changed rapidly, and he quickly spoke up.

"Mr. Chu, you seem to really enjoy slaying Evil Spirit. Actually, there are quite a few Evil Spirit around the Americas right now. We would like to ask you to continue your activities in the Americas and save the suffering people."

Anthony and the others sensed the subtle tension.

The wind was still blowing gently in from outside, and inside the hall, apart from the sound of the wind, everything was quiet.

"Oh."

Chu Tianshu leaned back in his chair and looked at Jon with a casual expression.

Jon hesitated for a moment, then said, "The matter of Fusang involves many things, but I believe that with the full force of our military, we are capable of handling it well."

"Hahaha!"

Chu Tianshu chuckled, "You invited us to the Americas to help, but you've taken on all the responsibilities in Fusang yourself, so you don't need our assistance."

"What a selfless and altruistic philanthropist who provided transoceanic aid and devoted himself wholeheartedly to his cause!"

Jon's eyes darted left and right, his expression somewhat evasive.

Alexis also noticed something amiss and was about to get up when he saw Chen Taozhi staring at him with a half-smile.

"Well!"

Chu Tianshu feigned sadness, let out a long sigh, and glanced at the members of the Exorcist Association.

"I was hoping to take you all on a trip, but it looks like you won't be able to go now."

"Very well, it seems our master-disciple bond is shallow. From now on, you should not claim to have been taught by me—"

He spoke slowly and deliberately, and before he had finished speaking, Anthony was about to get up.

Ding!!

Two figures stood up together.

Anthony stared at Adams across from him, momentarily stunned.

"Gentlemen!"

Adams lightly touched his right shoulder with his left hand, bowed slightly, and paid his respects to Chu Tianshu.

"The military is the military, and we are us; these are absolutely not to be confused."

"The military is just an arms dealer; they have no right to detain United States of America citizens. We all voluntarily went to Fusang tourism."

Adams already enjoyed immense prestige among the crowd; he was a long-established nobleman and a rare talent.

With him leading the way, everyone dispelled their last remaining concerns and became heroes.

Anthony clenched his fist inwardly, knowing that this old bastard had beaten him to it, so he had no choice but to change direction.

"General Jon."

Anthony looked at Jon, "For a tour group of our caliber, shouldn't the military provide some supervision?"

He flashed a bright smile and waved his hand.

"Of course, we can pay."

Looking at his smiling face, Jon felt a surge of anger and wanted nothing more than to smash the lawyer in front of him flat.

He suddenly realized how difficult it was for Victor, as the head of the Audit Bureau, to deal with both the military and these kinds of people.

"Of course, we'll accompany these tour groups throughout the entire trip."

Alexis finally stood up and gave Jon a wink.

Chu Tianshu's strength far exceeded expectations; if he insisted on going, no one could really stop him.

The initiative in the event fell into Chu Tianshu's hands, and many of the "Americas ghosts" became tools in Chu Tianshu's hands, turning the tables on the protagonists and the antagonists.

Besides, Jon is a high-ranking military officer. He didn't dare bring his flag to Divine Land before, fearing that the Fortune of the two powers would clash and cause unforeseen events. But these guys brought their flag to Fusang, so they're not worried about any collision or depletion of the Fortune of the Americas.

Rather than that, it would be better for Jon to follow along the whole time.

"It seems that you all are still willing to give Mr. Chu face."

Chen Taozhi smiled inexplicably and said, "For our trip to Fusang, we only need to bring knives."

"Would you like to bring flamethrowers?"

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