CHAPTER 47: CHAPTER 47: HEART AND SPIRIT INCENSE (×) AROMATHERAPY (√)

The gills on its face tremble unceasingly, countless wailing heads roll forth from the mud, and the monster bellows ferociously.

The slender shadow in its grasp struggles constantly, yet it remains unable to break free.

Suddenly, it halted its actions, its hollow eyes gazing at the crimson.

The next moment.

A vast amount of black mist began to appear, a frail figure swaying within the black mist. The figure was not tall but brimming with authority. Though there was only one shadow, it seemed surrounded by six elusive residual shadows.

He stood there, as if a great moon rose behind him that could not be looked upon directly, causing the surrounding air to become thin. Thunder seemed to be brewing between his fallen arms.

"Hmph!!" the tall monster snorted coldly, the gills on its face opening and closing.

A chilling and damp aura erupted from it, sweeping away the black mist and the frail silhouette within an instant like a passing storm.

"Yàn! You are truly mad!"

"How dare you use such means on me!" it roared agitatedly, increasing its grip.

The neck of Yàn, clutched in its hand, was already distorted, the entire head swelling irregularly, like a balloon on the verge of bursting.

Yet an empty voice eerily echoed.

"Hahaha, Zhong Yi, you coward, after all these years, you still fear that human. Look, the fear reflected in your heart is still that human!"

"You are just a waste, a waste; you and your race are all waste. What right do you have to claim territory over food?"

The empty voice seemed to stir the deepest emotions in the heart.

The monster known as Zhong Yi became furious, the mud flowing from its eyes grew even more turbulent.

Realizing it had fallen for Yàn’s trick, it was unwilling to say more, only applying more force to pinch its opponent into pieces.

"Must we engage in mutual slaughter?"

A hand suddenly rested on Zhong Yi’s hand.

Zhong Yi’s eyes flashed, seemingly apprehensive, quickly releasing its grip and retreating several steps.

Meanwhile, as it released its hand, Yàn’s form dissipated like dust, though Zhong Yi knew the sneaky fellow hadn’t actually left.

"Bitter One, do you dare interfere in my affairs?"

"If you hadn’t been willing to provide help, I would’ve eaten you long ago!" Zhong Yi wiped its saliva, staring intently at the person who suddenly appeared.

The person was bare-chested, his body full of various scars, with a bead instead of an eyeball in his left eye. He looked filthy and battered, yet exuded a quiet serenity.

"All is the grace of the Tri-Deity." The Bitter One ran his finger across his chest, a deep wound down to the bone appeared instantly, blood flowing freely.

He spoke, "The Federation, Seven Alliances, and other major forces are on their way here,

if you continue to kill each other and deplete your strength, even if the ruins open, you’ll have no chance to enter. Once those entities completely shake off the Martial Arts Dao’s suppression, how long can you survive in your current state? How long can you hide?"

"Following my god’s guidance and the arrangements I teach is the fastest way for you to recover your strength."

Zhong Yi did not refute Bitter One’s words, knowing the man was correct.

Once the Ancestor Star’s Martial Arts Dao’s fortune rises, and the suppression from those old things is lifted, these beasts would be wiped clear in mere moments.

Compared to blindly hunting secretly on his own, following the Three Deceits Cult’s arrangements would greatly reduce the time to recover his strength.

"I have always cooperated, it’s just that this bastard is causing trouble." Yàn’s hollow voice echoed from all directions.

"I can cooperate with you guys, but he is mine!"

Ignoring Yàn’s words, Zhong Yi spoke up.

"Alright then, that little Ku Lord is a Martial Artist, Kashashitsu fell by their hands. If you want to devour them without alerting others, your current strength isn’t enough to succeed."

Bitter One’s words implied that Zhong Yi should behave.

"You could help me catch him and let me eat him then..." Zhong Yi’s eyes rolled slyly, its voice cunning.

Bitter One, upon hearing this, drew another wound on himself and said, "We of the Tri-Deity Cult cannot take human lives, a godly pact."

"Hypocrite, once it’s accomplished, I’ll eat you first!" Zhong Yi scoffed.

Bitter One merely smiled gently, "If it succeeds, and the human race awakens, perceiving the divine grace, what a blessing it would be. Attributing it to my merit, being devoured by you would also be a kind of virtuous achievement!"

He spoke with quiet fervor beneath his placid demeanor, causing chills despite his gentle appearance.

"Zhong Yi, soon there will be flesh in abundance for you to gorge, and Yàn, you will soon savor real delicacies. I will ensure your satisfaction."

Zhong Yi stayed silent; this bunch of madmen from the Three Deceits Cult aimed to make the Ancestor Star endure pain and despair to bathe in divine grace, almost naturally aligning with it as allies, as long as no one interfered with its ’great medicine’, it reluctantly agreed to their arrangements.

"Using the methods of the internet?" Yàn curiously asked.

"No, the internet’s methods only help you partially recover; a grand show is about to begin." Bitter One’s voice was gentle.

"It’s all to let humanity bask in the Tri-Deity’s blessings..."

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Su Tu took out a stick of Heart and Spirit Incense in his room and then placed it in a bowl, a regular household eating bowl.

His home had no incense-burning habit, so there was no incense burner, only a white bowl to substitute.

Let’s say a heart and spirit incense worth a million inserted in a three-dollar white bowl is quite stable indeed.

"Consider it an extravagant indulgence." Su Tu lit the Heart and Spirit Incense.

This incense can burn for about 5 minutes, with a market price of 750,000, equating to costing 15,000 per minute!

Thinking of this, Su Tu couldn’t help but sigh; this wasn’t cultivation but pure money-burning.

As the incense lit, a refreshing aroma arose, not only calming the mind but also soothing the heart and spirit, the fragrant waves undulating through the room.

Every second was money burning, and normally at such times, one would concentrate intensely, but Su Tu merely checked the time, twelve o’clock, sleep!

Yes, he used the Heart and Spirit Incense as an aromatherapy candle!!!

Ahem, actually, Su Tu wanted to try if he could still gather Dao in dreams today, see if he could exploit a bug again.

His fall asleep rate was rapid, just lying down for a short while, drowsiness hit, and he entered dreamland.

The next moment, Su Tu indeed arrived at the realm of self, amazed to find the previously paused world revived, winds seeming to rise on the mountain, a cyan snake on the dome gliding slowly, and the twin moons in the sky glowing.

And the fierce tiger dashed to Su Tu, like a big cat, tilting its head towards him.

"Is this the change brought by increased Dao skill level?" Su Tu deemed all this because of the Dao skill level’s augmentation.

He patted the White Tiger’s head, the fur truly felt like a big cat, then gazed at the Cyan Snake.

"I wonder what you feel like?" With this thought, the Cyan Snake seemed to hear him, slithering down from the skies, gracefully coiling onto Su Tu’s hand.

The texture felt cool, with a hint of intimacy.

Su Tu’s heart rejoiced, left hand stroking White Tiger, right hand twined with Cyan Snake, having a great time.

After a while, he remembered having gathered the Taiyin Falling Heaven diagram from his teacher, yet there was no change in the realm of self?

He pondered this, and the next moment...

Buzz~

The twin moons always quietly suspended in the sky, the white moon flickered with luminescent glows, like some mystical presence gathering.

"That is....." Su Tu observed the moon’s changes, his gaze sharpening as his hands unconsciously gripped tighter, pulling a tuft of fur from the White Tiger’s head.

In Su Tu’s eyes, the moonlight was soft, illuminating his being lightly.

At this moment, a graceful silhouette stood silently within the white moon, seemingly waiting for something, as if she had waited for countless eras!

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