I Can Transfer the Side Effects of Evil Skills

The reincarnated Sword Emperor had fallen, crushed in Zou Feng’s hand and burned to ash.

Whatever the reason for his reincarnation, whatever earth-shattering schemes or grand designs he had laid out, they had all turned to smoke.

Of course, something had been left behind.

In the end, a crystalline, translucent bone that radiated a cold light appeared in Zou Feng’s hand.

It was the special bone Li Dingjie had nurtured after fusing with Jing Huaisong’s sword bone.

Neither Zou Feng’s Evil Qi nor his Silent Extinction Poison Flame could melt it.

This was clearly a treasure, but...

As Zou Feng finished off Li Dingjie for good, the entire scene first fell into a heavy, oppressive silence.

Then, a thunderous cheer erupted.

It was the triumphant roar of the many Outer Sect and Inner Sect disciples who had just attained financial freedom.

Of course, on the path of Immortal Cultivation, this didn’t mean true, lifelong financial freedom.

But for the next few years, or even decades, they could absolutely live it up.

In an inconspicuous corner, a female disciple from the Outer Sect was weeping with joy, her eyes brimming with tears.

When Zou Feng had been struck by ”Twenty-four Swords,” this female disciple had held her breath.

That’s right—she had gone all-in on Zou Feng to win.

The disciples she knew had all tried to dissuade her, warning her not to be so reckless. They analyzed at length how miraculous True Monarch Tianyan’s Great Star Phase Art was, and how it was impossible for it to be wrong.

But she ignored their pleas, stubbornly betting everything she had and leaving herself no way out.

Luckily, her gamble had paid off.

With the Immortal Fate she’d just won, advancing to the Spiritual Energy Realm and entering the Inner Sect was no longer a distant dream.

This woman was none other than Qin Yueshuang, Zou Feng’s temporary teammate from his very first monthly exam.

In her overwhelming excitement, Qin Yueshuang wished she could rush up and offer herself to Brother Feng on the spot.

As for her fellow disciples, the ones who had been so sure she would lose—even planning to take advantage of her once she was ruined—were now left reeling, unable to accept reality.

”I told you! Brother Feng has the makings of a True Inheritor. How could True Monarch Tianyan possibly have seen through that?”

”You’re all so shortsighted! I gave you a chance, but you were too useless to take it!”

Her taunts were like sharp knives, twisting in the hearts of the disciples who had bet on Li Dingjie.

She had won, so now, whatever she said was right.

”Gyehehehe...”

Over where the people from Biyou Palace were, Su Qingyu let out a strange laugh, and Liang Shunan, Zhong Zhe, and the others immediately joined in as if infected by it.

Su Qingyu had also made an absolute killing this time.

In her eyes, Zou Feng was now a genuine benefactor, the kind who could carry her to new heights along with him.

’A reward. I must reward Zou Feng!’

Su Qingyu trembled slightly, completely unaware that her toes were curling so hard they were digging into the ground...

For every person cheering, there was another wailing in despair.

Unspeakable silence, hysterical screams, endless regret, and teeth-gnashing hatred—the full spectrum of human drama unfolded in an instant.

While Mu Wanrou didn’t lose her composure, inwardly her heart was bleeding.

After all, her losses weren’t limited to the two hundred thousand she’d borrowed.

On top of the two hundred thousand Immortal Fate she had sunk into purchasing Zou Feng’s corpse, she had leveraged herself further to bet on Li Dingjie to win.

And it had all been for nothing...

Now, she would likely have to wait several more years before she could try to establish an Earth Tier Dao Foundation again.

She was already on edge, and to make matters worse, Luo Yingning was still babbling incessantly.

”Useless! They’re all useless!”

”And you! Weren’t you the one singing the praises of True Monarch Tianyan’s Great Star Phase Art? Look what happened!”

Luo Yingning was so furious she had nearly lost her mind, even daring to curse True Monarch Tianyan himself.

She was losing her grip because she realized she could no longer keep Zou Feng under control.

The hope of scheming for his Poison Body was growing ever more distant.

Now, she feared she would have to be on guard against Zou Feng scheming for her Heavenly Corpse Bone instead...

”Shut up!!”

The already frazzled Mu Wanrou finally lost her composure and roared.

”Are you yelling at me?”

Luo Yingning was stunned for a moment, then she sneered, turned, and left with a flick of her sleeve.

She left Mu Wanrou standing there, unsure whether to follow or stay put.

Despite all the wailing, the most desperate person of all was undoubtedly Lu Guanghua.

His life was nearing its end, and he had placed all his hopes on Li Dingjie.

Even if Li Dingjie had lost, as long as he had remained alive, there would have still been hope.

”It’s over... It’s all over...” Lu Guanghua muttered, his eyes vacant.

’Find another prodigy of sufficient caliber to invest in?’

But a prodigy of that level wasn’t someone you could find on short notice.

And even if he did, most of his savings had already been poured into Li Dingjie. He had little left to spare...

”Zou—Feng—”

After a moment of deep despair, Lu Guanghua raised his head, his expression one of such hatred it was as if he wanted to devour Zou Feng’s flesh and blood.

With his life drawing to a close and nothing left but to wait for death, hatred would likely become his sole motivation.

Zou Feng couldn’t be bothered to acknowledge him and simply walked slowly down from the Dao Discussion Platform.

In any case, there were powerful figures watching from the shadows, so he wasn’t the least bit afraid that Lu Guanghua would suddenly fly into a rage and attack him.

Besides, Lu Guanghua’s life was almost over, and he was one of the weakest among the True Disciples to begin with. He really wasn’t a problem.

Now that Lu Guanghua was on his list, Zou Feng could make his already short lifespan drain away even faster.

He had made a fortune from this Dao Discussion Platform duel; there were so many cultivation methods he could try now.

Moreover, ever since his promotion to the Inner Sect, Zou Feng had been planning to cultivate a few ”forbidden” level Daoist Arts.