Chapter 103.
“Dust to dust, earth to earth, dead souls to thick earth ……”
Wang Dust was overpassing.
Transcending the four spotted pigs that were slaughtered by his own hands.
Wang Dust knew.
The second master Tu on the side was definitely laughing.
Laughing at his naivety.
The second master of the day slaughter fat pig hundred mouth, year after year to kill countless, all the blood of the gas almost condensed into a substance, the ordinary evil spirits may be hit by smoke, naturally do not believe in karma.
Wang dust actually do not really believe.
He is just seeking peace of mind.
I don’t know if it’s an illusion or not, but after completing the ritual of transcendence, he felt much more comfortable.
Second Master Tu personally escorted Wang Dust out of the slaughterhouse.
“Young man has a future.”
He patted Wang Dust’s shoulder hard and said, “If you change your mind, then come find me!”
Second Master Tu was genuinely cherishing his talent, thinking that it wouldn’t be bad to take on a disciple with excellent qualifications.
In the Immortal Cultivation World, the relationship between master and disciple was often more intimate than that between father and son.
If the master has no children.
Then the disciple will have to be responsible for his old age!
Wang Chen respectfully saluted, “Thank you, Second Master.”
It was impossible to enter the profession.
Earlier, he had made it clear that this place really didn’t suit him.
A little bit of human virtue couldn’t be brushed off and there was still nothing left to mix!
If Wang Chen had just crossed over, being a butcher’s apprentice would have been great.
At least there was meat to eat every day!
After bidding farewell to Master Tu Er, Wang Dust returned to his own home in the Ethyl Ten Guards.
Disappointment was definitely some disappointment, but this little setback was not enough to affect him at all.
After having dinner, Wang Dust routinely went to the underground chamber to cultivate.
When it was past the eleventh hour, he quietly sneaked along the long tunnel to the deserted land.
Then under the cover of night, he left the mountain gate and entered the outer domain, finally stopping at a wild hillside.
In front of him was a mass grave.
The plan of slaughtering demonic beasts to swipe human virtue had gone bankrupt, and Wang Chen’s Plan B was to swipe evil spirits!
This plan sounded unbelievable, and it was really bold to the extreme.
Is an evil spirit something to be messed with?
Other people can’t even avoid it!
But Wang Dust dared to formulate a plan, so he naturally had full certainty!
Some time ago, he had been brushing up on his skill proficiency in the outer domain while scouting the surroundings.
Then two Evil Nests were discovered.
The so-called Evil Nests referred to the places where evil spirits were entrenched and inhabited.
Many evil spirits had fixed territories, and unless there was a special reason or they were attacked, they would not easily leave their lair.
This was the same as quite a few demons.
In fact, for Wang Dust at this stage, obtaining Human Virtue through hunting lower-ranked demonic beasts was the most cost-effective.
The amount of demonic beast meat he consumed on a daily basis was large, and there were all sorts of materials on demonic beasts that could be sold for spirit stones.
Hunting wild demonic beasts had multiple virtues in one fell swoop!
Nay, within a few hundred miles of this side, there were no demonic beasts to be seen at all.
Even ordinary beasts like foxes and rabbits were few and far between.
If a demonic beast appeared, it was either passing by occasionally or being driven by someone.
So if one wanted to hunt demonic beasts, one would have to risk one’s life to go deep into the boundless depths of the Tianyun Mountain Vein.
Every year, it was unknown how many cultivators lost their lives or disappeared because of this.
For Wang Chen, who had no hunting experience and was still not strong enough, this was a very bad choice.
In contrast, brushing evil spirits instead became the preferred choice.
Of course, Wang Dust cherished his life.
He definitely wouldn’t mess with the powerful evil spirits, it wasn’t like the old man wanted to hang himself.
But relatively weak scum, such as gray swimmer level or white swimmer level evil spirits, it would be totally worth trying.
One of the two Evil Nests that Wang Chen had discovered earlier was in the Market City, a dozen miles away to the southeast.
This ruin, which had been abandoned for an unknown number of years, with its crumbling walls basically covered in grass and vines, was infested with quite a number of Evil Sneaks when it came to sunset and dusk.
However the feeling there gave Wang Chen a very dangerous feeling.
Previously, he observed it from afar, and immediately retreated decisively and walked away, without generating half a thought of making a death wish.
In the ancient mass grave half a mile away in front of him, the second evil nest discovered by Wang Chuan, the situation was different.
This evil nest, he had explored it many times before and after.
He found that those who were active inside were basically “night wandering souls” and “lamp-carrying puppets”.
The former were the lowest level gray tour level evil spirits, while the latter were the higher level white tour level.
If they corresponded to cultivators, they would be at the beginning and middle stages of Qi cultivation!
With Wang Chen’s current fighting ability, suppressing these two types of evil spirits was no problem at all.
His belt and storage bag contained a total of five hundred Evil Warding Talismans.
All of them were the handiwork of a Grandmaster!
Together with the other talismans, pills, and magic weapons such as the Soul Swinging Bell, the Autumn Water Sword, and the Ruyi Golden Needle, Wang Chen could be said to have armed himself.
Wang Chen could be said to have armed himself to the teeth.
Nonetheless, he didn’t want to rush straight into the mass grave to open Unrivaled.
The monsters had to be skillful.
The first thing that Wang Duan aimed at was the night wandering spirits that floated around the edges of the mass graves.
These are the souls of the dead, relying on the Earth’s Fate or the Moon’s Yin to maintain their existence, they can erode and suck people’s souls and Yang Qi, and even possess their bodies to cause havoc.
One or two night wandering souls are not scary, a mortal martial artist with strong qi and blood can withstand them.
But in large numbers, ordinary qi cultivators would be in trouble.
The night wandering souls in the evil nest were hundreds and thousands, and it was impossible to estimate how many there were just by eyeballing them.
As the saying goes, many ants bite the elephant, Wang Chen did not want to make the mistake of being gullible.
First, he put on the Breath Convergence Technique to restrain his breath from leaking out to prevent being discovered by the evil spirits in advance.
Then Wang Chuan sneaked towards the mass grave for about a hundred paces.
He found a hidden position to crouch.
At this time, the nearest Night Wandering Soul was just over a hundred paces away from him.
Wang Chen clenched his hand and cast a Cloud and Rain Skill.
His Cloud Rain Skill had already been cultivated to the level of a minor achievement, and in an instant, the surrounding water vapor quickly gathered over, forming a tumbling mass of clouds in the air.
A light rain followed.
At this time, Wang Chen drove the Ruyi Golden Needle to pierce his middle finger, seeping out a drop of crimson blood.
He flexed his finger and flicked it upwards, and the drop of blood instantly flew into the air and exploded silently.
It merged into the rainwater.
Wang Chen was a cultivator at the sixth level of qi cultivation, and the Heavenly Dragon Vajra Method that he practiced on the side was cultivated to the realm of the Golden Body, and with the fact that his yuan yang had not been broken, the yang qi contained in his blood was extremely pure.
It was then diluted and dispersed by the rain, and immediately became extremely attractive to the night wandering spirits wandering nearby.
These low-level evil spirits were extremely sensitive to the blood and yang qi, thinking that they had found delicious “food”, so they drifted towards where Wang Chen was hiding.
There were seven of them.
When the distance between these night wandering spirits and Wang Chuan was reduced to twenty to thirty paces, he suddenly stood up and slapped his left and right palms forward like lightning.
Thousand Illusory Hands, Evil Warding Talisman, a wave of ten talismans!
In the next moment, a mass of pure Yang spiritual light instantly exploded, striking the seven Night Wandering Souls that had just drifted in!