Chapter 1815: Hunting the Criminal and Achieving Enlightenme
to speak.Qin Sang smiled nonchalantly, knowing what Song Ying was expecting. He came here this time just to fulfill his promise.Let me know if you have other text you'd like me to translate!At Shaohua...The moon is at its zenith.
The two of them were in high spirits after a few drinks.
The Sword Master Zhijian rose with a whim, plucking a long leaf from the orchid by his sword heart. He used the leaf as a sword, and in an instant, a sword shadow appeared across the sky. It had no killing intent, only an ethereal sense that matched the moonlit night perfectly, truly exquisite.
Qin Sang watched intently. Accompanied by the explanation of the Sword Master, it could be said that this was his first time receiving such guidance in swordsmanship.
Senior Qingzhu was a good teacher and friend, but it was unfortunate that they met too late. They only left Qin Sang with a sword manual.
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Qin Sang could only occasionally interject, although what they were discussing at the moment was related to the inheritance of the Chéngyǐng Sword.
Though Zhijian, the Swordmaster, hadn't received an official lineage transmission, he could grasp Qin Sang's descriptions and demonstrations instantly, surprising Qin Sang with his quick understanding. His swordsmanship skills and natural talent left Qin Sang feeling inadequate in comparison.
Drink the last cup of fine wine.
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Qin Sang was still immersed in kendo, the sword slave came up to refill his wine before he woke up.
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The True Master of the Sword waved his hand, dismissing the sword slave, and scrutinized Qin Sang, smiling. "Younger brother, you are also a sword maniac."
Qin Sang smiled wryly and shook his head, bowing deeply. "Thanks to your guidance, brother, I've finally grasped the beauty of the sword way."
Zhijian Realperson sidestepped, lightly plucking a orchid leaf, producing a clear ringing sound, "This poor monk is still waiting for younger brother's swordsmanship to reach its peak and fulfill our duel agreement."
Having said that, with a flick of her sleeve, she walked gracefully towards the cave dwelling.
Qin Sang looked at the back of the Sword-wielding Immortal and thought for a moment before saying, "If you have any tasks for me, I will do my best."
Zhijian Zhenren laughed heartily, "This poor Daoist wouldn't be so courteous with you."
The moonlit night was desolate.
There is nothing important in the cave.
Qin Sang bid farewell to Jian Nu and left Jianxin Island, heading east. He traveled through Zuo Daituan on a small teleportation formation and entered the territory of the demon country.
Amongst the many demon countries in Jushanzhi, one is ruled by a tribe of white-tailed demon wolves. Located in the northeastern part of Jushanzhi, this country rarely engages in conflict with the human race due to its remote location. It remains peaceful and secluded.
Qin Sang entered the demon realm and finally arrived at a giant rock on the peak of a barren mountain. He crossed his legs and sat down, seemingly waiting for someone.
Three days later.
Outside the mountains, among the thickets, a small figure darts at high speed. Looking at its form, it is a monster, resembling both a dog and a fox, with extraordinary concealment skills. As it moves, there is not the slightest ripple.
Whoosh!
This demon leaped onto the mountaintop, just facing Qin Sang's eyes. It couldn't help but shiver and put on a fawning expression, bowing down with all five limbs, its voice trembling with excitement, "Little demon greets the Immortal!"
"It seems you've already obtained the demonic charm," Qin Sang said calmly, "Why not transform into a human form"
The one who came is Poiled Demon.
Back then, he let the fox demon go free, allowing it to forge its own demonic path. This demon was cunning and treacherous in nature, and as expected, it succeeded.
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The little demon knelt on the ground, too afraid to rise. “I have not fully transformed into a human form, and my appearance is hideous. I am afraid of sullying the eyes of the celestial immortal.”
Qin Sang looked at it with a half-smile, "Shouldn't we call you the God of Misery now"
The demon raised its head and suddenly showed an expression of righteous indignation, “Those demon wolves are nepotistic. Only their own kin are eligible to build temples and become deities. As a minor, I am not trusted and deeply resent being unable to find the secrets for the great immortal!”
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“Oh Is that so.”
Before this, Qin Sang had no idea what was so important about being bestowed the title of a demon god. The more these demons valued it, the more important the demon god must be.
In fact, Qin Sang is still unclear about what Gui Fang Guo is plotting. The Dao Court is also evasive on this matter.
The demon said a lot, confirming that after the demons were sealed as gods, they remained in high positions in the temples, enjoying the incense offerings. At least so far, there seems to be no change compared to before being sealed.
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Qin Sang's expression remained unchanged.
Unable to guess Qin Sang's thoughts, the fox demon felt uneasy. Suddenly, she remembered something and hurriedly said, "Honorable Immortal, this little demon has always been in contact with that serpent demon. It has now become a Demon Commander under a Demon Marquis, quite imposing! Rumor has it that it will be sent to the Abyssal Origin. Why don't we order it to come see you immediately..."
Qin Sang nodded slightly. This time, he intended to contact the two demons.
As I suspected, the inheritance received by the snake demon is no ordinary thing. As expected.
“Call it over, I’ll be waiting here,” Qin Sang said indifferently.
The wretched demon bowed and retreated, his face etched with disappointment.
It tried every means possible, but couldn't dispel the poison lurking within its body. Every day, it was tormented by fear and anxiety, terrified that Qin Sang would forget about it and die from the sudden onset of the poison.
Finally, Qin Sang arrived, but he didn't mention the antidote to the poison.
The monster in Pei Yao's heart lamented and hurriedly left.
On an arid mountain.
The Gray Nightingale Sword hung in the air, and the surrounding void seemed to distort. In a flash, the spirit sword disappeared into the void, its shadow flickering in and out of existence.
Sounds of rustling came from the mountains below.
A snake and a toad came together in disgrace.
Outside the mountain, they revealed their demonic forms to show their submission. They obediently climbed up the mountain peak and saw Qin Sang practicing sword techniques. They respectfully stood aside.
Several days later, Qin Sang slowly sheathed his sword.
The two demons immediately prostrated themselves in obeisance.
“Get up,” Qin Sang said calmly, looking at the snake demon. Before he could speak, the snake demon proactively recounted its experiences over the years.
Qin Sang listened and asked, "Demon Marquis intends to send you to the Yèyuan to build a temple and claim divinity, teaching the ghost people and becoming a demon god. This way you can stay in Yèyuan forever and not become mentally confused"
It turned out that the serpent demon, using the token, was quickly granted an audience with a demon king's subordinate.
And thus, it was learned that the inheritance was actually the demon marquis who, by order of the Demon King, traveled widely and sowed seeds throughout the lands.
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Those cultivators who inherit such a lineage are more likely to transform into demon gods.
They are scattered throughout the land. When the Ghost Fang Nation acts, it will send out commands through that token. At that time, all of you shall proclaim yourselves gods to bolster our prestige.
However, the demon king was rather fond of talent and thus ordered the Demon Marquis to leave a message. If there were any demons with exceptional talent, they could go to Ghost Fang Country to be heard by him personally.
The snake demon relied on Qin Sang to successfully reach the Ghostly Kingdom.
Though gifted, he was not in the eyes of the Demon King. He didn't even get to see the Demon King's true face.
The Demon Marquis appointed it as his subordinate Demon Marshal and bestowed upon it many treasures. The snake demon not only recovered from its injuries but also successfully broke through to the mid-stage. Without Qin Sang's threat, it believed it had already reached the pinnacle of this life.
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But unexpectedly, it recently learned that it was going to be sent to the Devil's Origin as a Demon God.
As demon gods, those in the Devil's Origin and those within the land are incomparable. If the Daoist court were to carry out the extermination of demons by clearing out the temples, they would certainly start with the Devil's Origin. These demons would be at the forefront and be exiled as a result.
The snake demon suddenly felt the wind and rain swaying, her future uncertain. Those benefits were indeed not gained for nothing.
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“Little demon doesn’t know either. It is said that after becoming a demon god, one can stay for a longer time, but every so often, they still have to return to the Ghost Nation…”
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The snake demon didn't dare to hide anything and told everything.
Qin Sang fell into thought. Seeing that he couldn't get anything out of them, he stopped pressing and shifted his gaze to the two demons. With a flick of his finger, he sent two beams of spiritual light flying towards their foreheads.
The two demons trembled, too afraid to resist.
The light vanished, and it turned out to be a body-tempering secret art.
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"Not yet settled," Qin Sang said in a deep voice.
The two demons immediately obeyed, channeling their mystical arts. Qin Sang raised his hand and pressed it down on the top of their heads.
Then, the two demons felt the poison lurking within them being drawn out and flowing throughout their bodies. They used their secret arts to refine it.
After a long time, the two demons woke up and were astonished to find that their bodies had significantly improved. They couldn't help but be filled with joy.
“In the future, you will also be able to gather poison to refine your bodies. Remember not to be greedy. If I cannot give you an antidote in time, you can use this technique to suppress it for a while, but…”
Qin Sang coldly said, "Do not attempt to refine the poison within your body, or else you will suffer a toxic reaction, and even immortals would be unable to save you!"
Qin Sang coldly said, "Don't try to refine the poison in your body, otherwise, it will cause a toxin outbreak, and even immortals would be unable to save you!"
“I dare not!”
The two demons lay prostrate on the ground and shouted, “Thank you, Immortal Master, for bestowing this technique upon us!”
This secret art comes from the "Poison God's Scripture," Qin Sang intercepted a part of it. The effect is not as good as the original, but it is safer and slightly modified to suit the demon cultivator.
Using both kindness and severity, one can subdue the two demon minions.
"Well, in the future, do your best. This old man won't mistreat you all. There's still something I need you to do..."
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Qin Sang imparted his plan, and soon after, parted ways with the two monsters. He returned along the same path, heading straight for the island of Hupo.
He first came to the rented mortal courtyard.
Uncle Chen at the nursing home seemed even more aged, but after Qin Sang gave him medicine, his injuries healed, and he was strong and healthy, in better spirits than before.
Qin Sang walked into the quiet back room.
The stillness in the room remained undisturbed, devoid of Mo Xingdao's usual letters.
For ten years, Qin Sang has been in seclusion on Jianxin Island, never leaving Gushan. He also doesn't know what Mo Xingdao's current situation is like.
He took out a blank spirit talisman, pondered for a moment, inscribed a new method of communication, and lightly tapped it with his finger.
The talisman shot towards the spirit array, like a stone thrown into water, creating ripples that quickly vanished.
He will go to Mount Gu Shan for cultivation and won't be able to come here often to check. The previous contact method can no longer be used.
The snake demon was sent to Niesyuan to set up a temple and claim divinity, which conveniently allowed it to act as a messenger, making things much easier.
He had made arrangements, at which time he would have Mo Xingdao send a message to the Befouled Demon, and then pass it on to the Snake Demon. Qin Sang and Mo Xingdao already had secret signals between them, even if they leaked information to others, they wouldn't reveal the truth.
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In addition, Qin Sang also gave the Snake Demon and the Fox Demon a task to help him collect the required medicinal herbs in the Ghost Kingdom.
With a sweep of his sleeve, he erased all traces and stepped out of the quiet room. Seeing Chen Lao respectfully guarding outside, Qin Sang asked, "Chen Lao, are there any descendants"
Mr. Chen was taken aback. "My lord, I have a nephew who has settled down on Hongdong Island. However, we haven't been in touch for many years."
"I will not be coming back."
"With that, Qin Sang took out some silver and a few spirit stones. 'This small courtyard and these things are yours now. They should be enough to support you in your later years. Remember to use the spirit stones sparingly.'"
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Elder Chen suddenly felt his arm grow heavy. He was flustered and at a loss. When he came to his senses, Qin Sang had vanished without a trace and he fell to his knees, kowtowing incessantly.
Leaving the courtyard, Qin Sang went to Master Qi's mansion and explained his intentions. He soon flew out of Hubu Island again, leaving an emergency contact method on Jianxin Island as well.
The basic arrangements have been made, there is no need to stay any longer.
Qin Sang immediately mounted his escape light and flew north.
Returning to the place of suffering, Qin Sang continued to fly, reaching near Gui Shan Zhi Zhi Tan but did not stop, continuing northward.
Gradually, it goes deeper and deeper.
By now, few people come here. Even cultivators in the late Nascent Soul stage only come to this place when hunting ferocious beasts.
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Qin Sang's purpose for this trip was to hunt down the murderer.
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The first is to earn demon corpses and demon pills in exchange for elixir, the second is to verify one's previous understanding of the path of killing.
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Perhaps it was the influence of the last time Kurosawa's altar shook, or perhaps for other reasons, Qin Sang searched for so long and didn't see a single ferocious beast in the Nascent Soul stage.
'Whoosh!'
Qin Sang walked deeper, finally arriving at the peak of a mountain. Ahead, he saw a verdant forest that stretched as far as the eye could see, filled with a thick aura of wood spirits.
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"It's a nice place," Qin Sang murmured.
The wood spirit energy here is enough to support a large-scale battle.
After flying around the jungle once and making some preparations, he began to search for something around the jungle.
Walking farther north, Qin Sang traveled for a while before stopping. He frowned and looked ahead, pondering for a moment before turning left.
Continue deeper, and perhaps the target will be found soon. However, according to what Qin Sang heard, the deepest part of the Nether Abyss not only has ferocious beasts but also eerie and unpredictable Night Demon creatures, even more terrifying than the beasts.
These creatures roam the depths of Nieyuan and rarely come out. Few people have ever seen them. It is said that encountering these creatures brings terrible danger, and no one wants to see them.
Some say it is an evil ghost that walked out of the underworld, even ascribing the legends about hell in the Taoist scriptures to the source.
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Regarding ghosts, there are mostly rumors, Qin Sang is unclear about the details and doesn't understand their abilities. Naturally, he avoids them if possible.
He centered on that patch of jungle, constantly widening his range, until he found his target when he came across a stream!
'Boom!'
Qin Sang just let out his breath, and the stream suddenly surged with enormous waves. A silver light carrying an unmatched ferocious momentum rushed towards it.
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Tiān Mù Dié could see clearly that the silver light was a strange ferocious beast resembling a young ox, with antlers and nine fleshy tumors along its spine.
The strange ox sensed the savory flesh and blood, its eyes gleamed with greed, and saliva dripped from its mouth.
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"Nascent Soul Mid-Stage!"
Qin Sang silently nodded.
Generally, cultivators at the later stage of Nascent Soul would have to split their consciousness here to resist the erosion of heaven and earth. Even encountering a demonic beast at the mid-Nascent Soul stage, they would need to carefully consider their options.
Qin Sang didn't have so many worries, and immediately cast Lei Dun, breaking through the air and escaping far away.
A wild bull would never just watch its prey escape; it relentlessly pursues it.
Lightning and silver light raced, instantly causing chaos around them. Qin Sang controlled his escape speed, hanging on to the monster ox.
In a short while, the jungle came into view.
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"Bang!"
Qin Sang landed, the ground trembling violently. He glanced back, his eyes filled with killing intent, and his body transformed in an instant.
'Whoosh!'
The treant, whose stature rivaled that of ancient trees, rose from the ground. Compared to him, even the monstrous ox seemed somewhat diminutive.
The strange ox sensed the threat and let out a bellow, its own power surging as it transformed into a giant bull akin to a small hill. Its head bowed low, it charged fiercely towards Qin Sang.
As long as Qin Sang's spiritual energy was sufficient, he dared to face a late Nascent Soul expert. He had slain Li Hou while his cultivation hadn't recovered yet, so what about a monstrous ox
“Whoosh!”
Sword light flashed, the night sky shrouded the jungle, and the Sword Star hung high, witnessing the battle between the two sides.
The Tiānmù butterfly leisurely flew onto a Jianxing star as a lookout, to avoid attracting other ferocious beasts and ghosts.
'Bang! Bang! Bang!'
A major earthquake shook.
Qin Sang refused to back down, exerting himself and sprinting towards the monster ox, intending to confront it head-on.
Just as they were about to collide, the monster bull roared wildly. A silver vortex expanded at an extreme speed from its brow, instantly covering heaven and earth, wanting to devour everything, but unfortunately, it hit empty air.
Qin Sang vanished into thin air, emerging from an ancient tree behind the monster bull. He grabbed its long tail with one hand and swung it hard.
The strange ox's body tilted, and it was flung far away in an instant, smashing a nearby stone peak into two pieces.
'Boom!'
The monstrous ox burst out from the rocks, roaring like thunder. Unexpectedly, a dazzling starbeam descended from the sky and slashed across its forehead. It was instantly knocked back, tumbling head over hooves.
As it struggled to rise, a shadow enveloped it. A gaunt hand, wielding a strange power, pressed down upon its chest.
'Poof!'
The strange ox desperately dodged the vital points, its whole body flashing silver as it broke free from the ground. When it emerged from another spot, its chest and abdomen were covered in blood.
Losing a step, one is already injured.his artifact that I almost destroyed it."Qin Sang's divine sense swept over, and he discovered that the Chi Long Sword indeed had several more cracks, and the restrictions on it were precarious. He li...