Starting Cultivation During a Trip

Chapter 486: Chapter 243: Human Demon Aspect! Zhang Fan’s Connections_2

”Li Changgeng... that young man?” The King of Qin Capital mused.

As the Leader of the Qin Family, he had naturally heard of Li Changgeng’s name.

”Zhenwu declines, White Crane rises. Li Changgeng is an unparalleled talent; moreover, he has mastered Heaven and Earth Stealing Fortune among the Nine Great Inner Elixir Methods. The great trend is vast and unstoppable.”

”To tell you the truth, more than half the members of the Divine Power Association have already sworn allegiance to him.” Qin Ming said in a low voice.

As the inheritor of Qi Yun Mountain, he had long been connected to Li Changgeng, and had already yielded in spirit.

”That young man is really that capable?” The King of Qin Capital remarked in surprise.

Just who are the members of the Divine Power Association? The Divine Gift is granted by heaven—they are the chosen ones.

Li Changgeng is called unrivaled, yet his fame in the Daoist Sect was never evident. How could he, so quietly and without fanfare, get those chosen by heaven to take sides?

”True saints never flaunt their reputation—only thus are they close to the Dao.”

Qin Ming saw through the King of Qin Capital’s thoughts and continued, ”Father, this time Song Yunqi and Ji Haisan have come to find Ren Xiao’s Secluded Place and seize the great secret of Ren Xiao. At that time, they’ll help Li Changgeng wipe out the Thirteen Zodiacs in one fell swoop and heavily damage the Wuwei Sect, which would be a great achievement...”

”Perhaps, in this generation, the Wuwei Sect could be destroyed by Li Changgeng’s hand. Such a feat would surpass what Chu Chaoran did by slaying the Three Corpses Daoist.”

”Our Qin Family could also make its mark from now on.”

Qin Ming painted a grand blueprint for the King of Qin Capital—a blueprint that concerned the future of the Qin Family.

As the King of Qin Capital listened, his eyes gradually glimmered with a different light.

”The great secret of Ren Xiao... What great secret could there be in that woman’s secluded place?” The King of Qin Capital pondered and couldn’t help but ask.

”Father, do you know what the requirements are to become the Human Xiao?” Qin Ming suddenly changed tack, posing a question.

”Requirements?”

The Thirteen Zodiacs, with the Human at the head—to sit in this position, how could there be no requirements?

”That is the great secret—even within the Wuwei Sect, few know it.” Qin Ming sneered coldly.

”Then how did you find out?” the King of Qin Capital’s heart leapt.

”The Daoist Sect has an undercover in the Wuwei Sect, with a very high status—right among the Thirteen Zodiacs.” Qin Ming lowered his voice.

”Even this kind of hidden matter you know? Seems your dealings with the White Crane Temple run very deep now.” The King of Qin Capital realized his son had long since chosen his side.

In fact, throughout the generations, the Ten Great Daoist Sects have always been courted by all factions.

In Qin Ming’s position, he represented not only the Qin Family, but also Qi Yun Mountain.

”What are the requirements to become Human Xiao?” The King of Qin Capital sighed and changed the topic.

”The Thirteen Zodiacs are Guardians of the Wuwei Sect. Especially, each generation’s Human Xiao is always a chosen one of destiny.”

”Such a figure, if one wishes to ascend to the position of Sect Leader of the School of Non-action, must cultivate that legendary Supreme Marvelous Skill.”

”Three Corpses Illuminating Fate!” The King of Qin Capital’s face darkened as he squeezed out the name.

”This Technique seizes the good fortune of Heaven and Earth, touches on the mysteries of the Immortal Gods. The greater the achievement, the greater the tribulation; once one reaches the bottleneck, the Demon Tribulation of the Ten Directions sweeps in, calamities will descend, and there will be no returning from eternal damnation...”

Qin Ming said in a deep voice, ”Because of this, in every generation, whoever wants to sit in this position must achieve the Demonic Aspect, so at the crucial point of the Three Corpses Illuminating Fate tribulation, they can use demon against demon, dividing the tribulation and devouring it bit by bit.”

”Human Demon Aspect, fighting demon with demon?!” The King of Qin Capital was deeply shaken.

”Indeed, living in the Mortal World, called the Human Xiao, but in fact the greatest demon of all... Only the greatest demon can share the greatest tribulation...”

”Three Corpses Illuminating Fate—only successive generations of Human Xiao can serve as Guardians.”

Qin Ming said coldly, ”The Human Demon Aspect isn’t something so easy to cultivate. That woman once secluded herself at Tusk Mountain...”

”There may be the secret to becoming Human Xiao hidden within.”

”To get hold of the Human Xiao is to seize the key to breaking through and exterminating the Wuwei Sect.” Qin Ming’s eyes gleamed with intelligence.

”So that’s it. No wonder the Daoist Alliance sent people from the Divine Power Association.” The King of Qin Capital said in realization.

”Not only the Divine Power Association. In a few days, Qi Yun Mountain will send some of its own experts—even if they have to dig up every inch of Tusk Mountain, they must find that place.”

Saying this, Qin Ming solemnly declared, ”Father, so long as we find that place, we accomplish a great merit.”

”How could it be so easy?” The King of Qin Capital shook his head. ”Did you forget, back then there was another master at that woman’s side. That person cultivated the Divine Demon Holy Embryo—how could it be so easy for you to find?”

The place at Tusk Mountain—the King of Qin Capital himself had gone a few times, all without any result.

”Didn’t Uncle find that place back then?” Qin Ming looked out the window at Prince Qin, who seemed like a Living Dead.

”You mean...”

”He’s dying anyway—let him do the Qin Family one more service.” Qin Ming’s voice was calm and cold.

”I imagine Uncle will be happy to pave the way for his descendants!”

The King of Qin Capital hesitated for a long time. He looked at the unconscious Prince Qin; his own reflection in the glass gradually softened his brows.

...

Three days later.

Old city district, shabby courtyard.

Shi Shougong was reclining on a bamboo chair sunbathing. He was originally a lizard who became a demon, so sunbathing helped him recover quickly.

Su Shiyu was already able to get out of bed and walk; compared to Black Rat’s fate, the two of them were much luckier.

After that night, Zhang Fan settled in at Zhang Wang’s little courtyard.

For one, it was convenient; for another, it wasn’t conspicuous.

Originally, Zhang Fan had wanted to visit Li Yishan.

After all, Jiang Yunxian had said Li Yishan was in a sanatorium in Huizhou Province.

To this end, Zhang Fan had deliberately called Jiang Yunxian to ask for the address. When the other party learned he was already in Huizhou Province, she seemed very surprised; in the end, she declined Zhang Fan’s visit, saying that the sanatorium’s location was extremely remote and hard to find.

On the phone, Jiang Yunxian also emphasized that right now Li Yishan was at a critical juncture and couldn’t be disturbed at all.

Thus, Zhang Fan had to give up.

As for Zhang Wang, he was truly a Daoist Sect rookie who’d just entered the sect. Every day he left early and returned late, guarding his tiny Daoist Temple, worshipping myriad Immortal Gods, eking out a living with meager incense money.

Sometimes, he’d come back late at night, and you could hear him cursing the heavens, the earth, and the Jade Emperor.

In this day and age, as long as you’re a cow or a horse, even if you’re the Immortals’ cow or horse, you can’t avoid endless complaints.

Really, in all 360 trades, they’re all driven mad nowadays.

”Ah Wang, what are you doing?”

One day, Zhang Fan stepped outside and saw Zhang Wang lying on the ground, holding a brush, madly scribbling on a big sheet of white paper.

Zhang Fan came closer to look—the paper was densely covered with the character ”one”, looking very much like Da Vinci drawing eggs.

”I’m cultivating.” Zhang Wang said without even lifting his head, very seriously.

”Drawing ones is cultivating?” Zhang Fan asked in confusion.

”The Ancestral Master said, Heaven gives birth to all things, it all comes from this ’one.’ So drawing one is cultivating.” Zhang Wang explained.

It had to be said, his way of cultivation was always unique and original.

No wonder Fang Changle said he’d be stuck at the Qi Worker Realm all his life.

”So how do you know when it’s done?” Zhang Fan teased.

”The Ancestral Master also said...”

”As long as you can paint this ’one’ so it moves, you’ve achieved the Dao.” Zhang Wang said with a solemn, low voice, devoted entirely to painting that character.

”Let the one move...”

”Good luck with that.”

At that moment, Fang Changle walked over and pulled Zhang Fan aside.

”What’s the situation?”

”Count yourself lucky—for the death of Li Kongxing, the Hui Province Daoist Alliance isn’t making a big deal of it. I heard from a friend that Li Kongxing had a murky background; the incident exposed a lot of scandals...”

”The higher-ups are going to let it slide, minimize it as much as possible.” Fang Changle whispered.

After all, Li Kongxing was a disciple of Qi Yun Mountain and a member of the Hui Province Daoist Alliance, but with all that dirty stuff found in his house... The higher-ups lost face and didn’t want to investigate further.

”Then I guess you could say we’ve done the will of Heaven.” Zhang Fan grinned.

”Call it being lucky.” Fang Changle glanced deeply at Zhang Fan. ”Are you staying?”

He knew very well what Zhang Fan’s true purpose was in remaining here.

”That Qin Shi—unless he dies, I can’t settle this grudge.” Zhang Fan twisted his neck.

Black Rat died too miserably. His death has to be avenged, period.

”Qin Shi is a disciple of the Qin Family—afraid Li Kongxing’s death scared him. He’s been hiding at home, hasn’t stepped out at all.” Fang Changle shook his head.

”Seems you won’t get your chance soon.”

”Don’t worry, I don’t believe he’ll stay holed up his whole life.” Zhang Fan sneered.

Beep beep...

Just then, a message notification sounded.

Zhang Fan pulled out his phone, broke into a smile: ”See? There’s news.”

”Your news is even faster than mine?” Fang Changle exclaimed.

”I have my own connections too!” Zhang Fan laughed softly.