CHAPTER 366: CHAPTER 366: YIN-YANG JADE DISK_1

The Soul Curse, in essence, is a confrontation and application of power between souls!

Against a strong cultivator of the same rank, even one at the Qi Gathering Realm, Shen Mo wouldn’t risk damaging his own soul to cast this spell, especially if their physical body was well-protected and they were in peak condition.

However, against mere Body Tempering Realm cultivators, there was no need for such hesitation!

A flood of intricate, trivial memory fragments flashed before Shen Mo’s eyes, like watching scenery from a galloping horse.

After careful scrutiny, Shen Mo had a clear grasp of the situation.

The next moment, his soul power pulsed, altering its flow.

Among the Liu Family disciples present, sixteen suddenly bled from their eyes, noses, and ears. They swayed unsteadily before collapsing to the ground.

The remaining three showed expressions of relief.

Unexpectedly, Shen Mo glanced at them coldly and flicked his fingers a few times.

SWOOSH!

SWOOSH!

SWOOSH!

Three strands of sword Qi shot out from Shen Mo’s fingers, piercing through their foreheads in the blink of an eye.

Witnessing the bodies of these three disciples fall, Fire Sparrow Master sighed heavily. His expression was incredibly bitter, as if he had just chewed on several of the bitterest herbs.

As for the other Dasheng Mountain cultivators, they didn’t even dare to breathe loudly, terrified of suffering the same fate as the Liu Family disciples.

"Fellow Daoist Fire Sparrow, I must make a trip to Purple Bamboo Valley, so I won’t impose on you any longer!"

With that, immortal charm cloud energy surged from Shen Mo, forming a pale golden streak of light that flew towards Purple Bamboo Valley.

"Master, this man stole our treasure and killed our fellow disciples! He’s gone too far! I am willing to go to the Riverside Sect and report his atrocities..."

"I’m willing to go as well!"

"If the Riverside Sect fails to handle this justly, we’ll join forces with Purple Bamboo Valley to escalate the matter, compelling the Riverside Sect to respond."

"I believe informing the Seven Stars Altar about this would be more effective..."

Looking at his disciples, who hadn’t dared to make a peep moments ago but were now filled with righteous indignation, Fire Sparrow Master’s face darkened, a rare occurrence.

"That’s enough! Don’t say more!"

Then, he removed the Imprisonment Talisman from White Ape Master and arranged for the sixteen unconscious Liu Family disciples to be carried back to Dasheng Mountain.

Fire Sparrow Master realized that this Shen Mo, a Spirit Sea Realm cultivator from the Riverside Sect, knew how to measure his actions.

The unconscious disciples had likely had some of their soul memories erased by his Soul Curse.

If they consumed elixirs that nourished the soul and recuperated for a time, aside from some memory loss, their cultivation wouldn’t be significantly affected.

As for the three who were killed, they were all quite old.

In all likelihood, they had stained their hands with Chen Family blood during the "Chen Family Massacre" over twenty years ago.

Thus, they met their tribulation today.

...

Two hours later, Shen Mo, as a streak of pale golden escaping light, departed from Purple Bamboo Valley.

Left behind were the injured Zhou Bailin, Sect Master of Purple Bamboo Valley; over twenty Wu Family disciples whose memories had been partially erased; and the corpses of four middle-aged cultivators.

Shen Mo was not Chen Mengze; his killing intent towards the remaining cultivators of the Liu and Wu Families was not as intense.

He spared those who had not killed members of the Chen Family.

Of course, to prevent them from harboring thoughts of revenge and causing trouble for him and Chen Mengze, he had destroyed their soul memories related to the Liu and Wu Families.

Those who died by his hand had all participated in the bloody massacre of the Chen Family.

This retribution was deserved; they had no one to blame but themselves.

After settling this matter, Shen Mo sped towards Hongye City.

[You have glimpsed the mysteries of the Yin-Yang jade disk. Your understanding of the Forging Path has deepened, experience in Forging increased by 120.]

Surrounded by swirling mist and a soft golden aura, Shen Mo began to examine the Yin-Yang jade disk, quickly gaining some insights.

This magic artifact was shaped like a ceramic serving dish.

The dish’s interior featured a Yin-Yang fish pattern, dividing it into black and white sections. It was daytime, and under the sunlight, the black section of the jade disk shimmered faintly.

Soon, a thick, golden-glowing droplet condensed upon it.

Shen Mo wiped it up with his finger and swallowed it.

Instantly, he felt the drop of Spiritual Liquid diffuse within his body, transforming into exceptionally pure nature’s spiritual energy. After being refined by the Mixed Yuan Qi Technique, it became True Yuan and dripped into his Spirit Sea.

This single drop of Spiritual Liquid, in terms of medicinal properties and effects, is equivalent to an ordinary Grade II Qi Condensation Pill.

Moreover, it’s exceptionally pure, without a trace of pill’s poison!

If sold at an immortal workshop, one drop could easily fetch twenty low-grade Spirit Stones.

Given the Yin-Yang jade disk’s condensation speed, it can produce about ten drops of Spiritual Liquid in a day and night, which is equivalent to two middle-grade Spirit Stones. That’s sixty middle-grade Spirit Stones a month.

No wonder Fire Sparrow Master was so reluctant to part with it...

Besides its significant benefits for Body Tempering and Qi Gathering Realm cultivators, the daily output alone makes it difficult to give up!

However, despite this magic artifact’s appeal, Shen Mo had no intention of claiming it for himself.

Through unremitting effort, he had established several sources of income and was no longer as desperate for Spirit Stones as before.

What Shen Mo lacked now were precious resources that couldn’t be bought with Spirit Stones alone.

For example, Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures containing extreme elements, spiritual-level martial arts and magic, Spiritual Artifacts that had birthed sprites, and Grade III or higher elixir recipes and talisman scrolls...

As for Spiritual Liquid without any pill’s poison, it held little significance for him.

He had already advanced to the Spirit Sea Realm, his Mixed Yuan Qi Technique had reached the "Entering the Hall" level, and his Purple Mansion Heart Scripture was at the pinnacle of Perfection.

With a single cycle of breath, the amount of nature’s spiritual energy Shen Mo could refine far surpassed what this Spiritual Liquid contained!

One more drop wouldn’t be much, and one less wouldn’t be missed.

Moreover, the Yin-Yang jade disk could be considered a Chen Family heirloom and rightly belonged to Chen Mengze and her father.

Shen Mo wouldn’t stoop to embezzling this magic artifact for such a petty profit!

Conversely, if this item fell into Chen Mengze’s hands, she would have the capital to compete with the many prodigies among the Inner Door disciples.

The inexhaustible Spiritual Liquid could also be sold for Spirit Stones, which could then be used to purchase various cultivation resources like magic, magic artifacts, and talismans.

Once she successfully established her Spirit Sea, Shen Mo would gain a loyal ally within the Riverside Sect!

The benefits derived this way would far exceed the value of the treasure itself.

As he pondered these things, Hongye City was already near.

However, after the demonic disaster, the city’s Defense Division had relocated to a remote mountain one hundred and fifty miles to the northwest.

Therefore, Shen Mo didn’t enter the city.

His escaping light changed direction, and a moment later, his figure appeared in the sky above Wolf Howling Ridge.

The place had changed considerably since he last left.

The high walls built around the demonic cave were complete, fortified with layers of Formations and Prohibitions, sealing off the Abyss like an iron fortress.

Cultivators from the Defense Division patrolled atop the walls.

At the very center was a massive sinkhole, and nearby stood a small hill of scorched earth and rock.

This had gradually formed as they dealt with the demonic cave.

Originally, a vast amount of subterranean rock and soil had been corrupted by demonic primality.

If left untouched, this corruption would naturally purify over hundreds or thousands of years, but it would undoubtedly leave a hidden danger. They could only rest easy once it was all leveled and incinerated.