Cultivators Are So Weak in This World-Chapter 338 - 314 Secrets, Part 2

Even Zhang Rongfang, who has always been courageous, couldn’t help but take a few steps back in fright at this scene.

"What the hell is that?!" he stared in horror at the face outside the door.

The face was three meters long, two meters wide, with blood-red skin all over, as if composed of countless flowing blood.

The five eyes were formed by black vortices and white phosphorescence.

The white phosphorescence was the whites of the eyes, and the black vortices were the pupils.

All of them were staring intently at Zhang Rongfang.

’Flesh... flesh....’

’Worship me.... and you shall gain... eternal life.... strong flesh...’

’Worship me....’

’Offer to me.....’

The Blood God’s face distorted as it squeezed into the cabin, pressing towards Zhang Rongfang, closer and closer.

It got closer and closer.

Suddenly, it opened its mouth wide and lunged at Zhang Rongfang.

Whoosh!

In the darkness.

All of a sudden, Zhang Rongfang sat up in bed, drenched in sweat.

He was gasping for breath, his sweat almost soaking his clothes completely.

"What happened?!" he quickly looked around, seeing no Blood God’s face and everything in the cabin was as it was, unchanged.

Moonlight shone through the round window, quiet and peaceful.

"Was it a dream?" Zhang Rongfang took a deep breath in and then exhaled.

Since he began practicing martial arts, he hadn’t had any dreams for a long time.

Or rather, even if he dreamed, he wouldn’t remember it. This kind of sleep had the highest quality.

But today, he inexplicably had a nightmare about the Blood God.

Turning over and putting on his shoes, Zhang Rongfang got up from the bed with a frown.

’Given the stability of my Qi and blood, to be disturbed to the point of affecting my Essence Qi and spirit by a nightmare is not normal!’

He closed his eyes, recalling everything he experienced during the day.

No abnormalities.

The only somewhat unusual thing was taking away the Blood God’s statue and reading the secret scroll of the Blood Bathing Sacrifice Skill that came with it.

’Speaking of which, why are there so many sects in the Great Spirit, yet people often see Warriors worshiping gods.

The legends circulated are also about Warriors worshiping gods, and no one ever tells legends about gods and Buddhas?’

Zhang Rongfang suddenly thought of a point of doubt.

’Do they not exist?’

’Impossible, the records in the Eastern Sect’s secret archives shouldn’t be fake. Otherwise, god-worshiping Warriors wouldn’t appear.’

’But if they exist, why has no one ever truly seen them? Apart from their statues and paintings, nothing else can be found?’

One doubt after another kept arising in Zhang Rongfang’s mind.

He closed his eyes, recalling scenes from the day.

Suddenly, his body shuddered.

In his memory, everything related to the Blood God appeared as if replaying a movie, incredibly clear.

This was not normal!

When people recall past events, this doesn’t happen.

Memories are ultimately blurry, prone to changes and errors.

But the strange thing was, in Zhang Rongfang’s memory now, everything related to the Blood God.

Was unmistakably clear.

While the rest was obviously much blurrier.

He could even depict every line, every symbol detail on the Blood God’s statue.

Opening his eyes, Zhang Rongfang clearly felt something was wrong.

Involuntarily, his body’s Qi and blood circulation sped up. His muscles also began to naturally tense.

As if encountering some unknown threat.

"What’s going on!?!"

He took a deep breath, closing his eyes again.

But as soon as he closed his eyes, the crystal-clear image of the Blood God’s statue once again appeared in his vision.

This time, the statue was stubbornly floating right in the center of his closed-eye vision.

Surrounded by darkness, there was only it, abruptly embedded in the middle, motionless. As if it were truly just a statue.

Zhang Rongfang tried hard not to think of it, but it was meaningless.

The statue seemed rooted, floating in his vision.

As long as he closed his eyes, it was there, always presenting itself to his inner eye.

"What the hell is this thing!?" Zhang Rongfang opened the attribute panel.

Sure enough, the intuition warning was flashing continuously.

’Intuition Warning: You are under some sort of invasion originating from consciousness, your awareness is starting to gradually decline.’

’Intuition Warning: Some kind of bizarre existence within the subconscious is starting to take over your mind; if you don’t want to be completely overtaken, you’d better immediately conduct literary cultivation.

In the depths of your being, you feel that the Divine of your sect might protect you from harm.’

No need for more words, seeing this was almost an explicit hint.

Zhang Rongfang immediately sat back on the bed cross-legged, reactivating the Supreme Bright Void Skill, which hadn’t been practiced in a long time.

His whole body’s Qi and blood gradually calmed down with the adjustment from the literary cultivation.

The Supreme Bright Void Skill emphasizes the Divine like a lamp, illuminating the entire body’s flesh, limbs, and internal organs.

What is called Bright Void, is to illuminate the void and unknown with the Divine.

The void and unknown here naturally also include all kinds of void unknown within oneself.

At this moment, the Cultivation of Literature technique at the mid-stage of Nascent Soul was activated, and the statue of the blood god in Zhang Rongfang’s mind gradually began to blur and fade.

The intuition alert that flickered constantly on his attribute bar also started to slow down gradually.

In no time, Zhang Rongfang was completely settled in meditation, and the intuition alert stopped entirely.

An hour or more passed.

Only then did Zhang Rongfang regain consciousness and wake from meditation.

Outside, the sky was gradually turning grey and white, nearing dawn.

"Strange!"

He truly broke out in a sweat; merely by looking at the statue and scroll, such a bizarre situation emerged.

"It seems that the complete statue, even without worship, can pose a dangerous threat to ordinary people."

Zhang Rongfang quickly stood up and walked out of the room.

Outside on the deck, many sailors had already begun washing, pouring basin after basin of dirty water into the sea.

They used filtered seawater for washing, thoroughly rinsing once with fresh water, moistening a cloth, and wiping down.

This method saves fresh water, cleanses the body, and avoids getting too filthy and growing things on the skin.

Tian Ruyi had already risen and was scolding a group of people from the Thousand Stone Sect.

Seeing Zhang Rongfang come out, he turned and quickly jogged over.

"Crown Prince? You’re up?" he said with a grin.

"Hmm, was everything okay last night? After seeing that blood god statue, did you have any nightmares?" Zhang Rongfang asked seriously.

"Nightmares? No?" Tian Ruyi thought Zhang Rongfang was joking and laughed casually.

"Honestly, that blood god statue is nowhere near the level of our Thousand Stone Sect’s Moon God we worship."

As he spoke, he suddenly noticed Zhang Rongfang’s complexion looked a little off.

"Crown Prince, you seem a bit tired, a bit under the weather. Didn’t you rest well?"

"A bit." Zhang Rongfang nodded. "Can I ask, have you seen the statue when divinity transforms into Spiritual Veins? What does the Moon Goddess statue, worshipped by the Thousand Stone Sect, look like? Can you describe it?" 𝑓𝘳𝘦𝑒𝑤𝑒𝘣𝘯ℴ𝘷𝘦𝓁.𝑐𝑜𝑚

"There’s nothing I can’t say about this." Tian Ruyi smiled, "The Moon Goddess is beautiful and sacred, depicted as an exquisite woman with a thousand hands. She is merciful to humanity, with each hand holding up a faint light in the darkness for mankind."

"We generally refer to moonlight as one of the thousand hands the Moon Goddess extends to comfort and show mercy to the world."

Zhang Rongfang furrowed his brow, glancing at the other people on the deck.

From the Thousand Stone Sect to the ordinary deck sailors, not one person’s expression seemed unusual.

"That blood god statue, do you know how to deal with it?" he continued to ask.

"Just a Wild God Teaching, it can be sent to the Moon God Hall in our main sect, where it will be quickly resolved and eliminated," Tian Ruyi replied easily. "Such a good thing, once the Moon Goddess receives it, She will indeed bestow rewards. However, upon seeing that blood god statue, I also sense that it’s probably not the primary core statue, so the rewards likely won’t be abundant."

"Rewards? How does the Moon Goddess bestow rewards? Can you explain?" Zhang Rongfang remained solemn in his heart but asked casually on the surface.

"I’m not clear, but after going back and having a sleep, you then wake up and can extend part of your lifespan," Tian Ruyi answered.

Zhang Rongfang’s brow furrowed, recalling a line mentioned in the intuition alert.

Exists in the subconscious!

If these deities truly exist in people’s subconscious, then everything can be explained.

They never appear before people because they inherently exist within the subconscious.

Putting aside these thoughts.

Zhang Rongfang pondered for a moment but still did not intend to hand over the blood god statue.

This was his first acquisition of an intact deity statue.

Outside, it was possible to purchase fragments of statues, but a complete deity statue would aid him in deeply researching the secrets of deities and worshiping martial artists, those obviously abnormal systems.

The ship slowly returned, faster in pace as it was wind-assisted compared to the manpower needed for acceleration when going.

It took only two days. The merchant ship returned to Citong Port.

After settling Zhou Xinlan, Zhang Rongfang immediately, carrying Residual Fragrance Coral, began crafting Dan medicine.

The second layer of the Chasing the Sun stage in the Golden Toad Skill, he had awaited eagerly....

As time continued to pass, the secrets of human cultivation, hidden mysteries, began to uncover more and more.

He felt that his time was also running short.

In the future, to live life as calmly and focused as now in cultivation might cease to exist.

Inside Agarwood Palace.

Zhang Rongfang quietly watched the blazing fire of the Pill Furnace.

Above the flame, a large iron pot continuously stirred thick, mud-like black liquid.

"Add thirty degrees of water. Add ten degrees of oil."

He ordered aloud.

Immediately, two Taoist acolytes, each standing at 1.9 meters and weighing 220 pounds, stepped forward with water and oil jugs and poured them according to the standard measurements.

Zhang Rongfang personally embraced the large ladle, stepping forward and stirring repeatedly.

Before long, he spoke again.

"It’s time to add the main medicine. Use the fifth spoon, adding three level scoops. Be careful not to waste the powder!"

"Yes." The third acolyte stepped forward, meticulously spooned three level scoops of ground Residual Fragrance Coral, and poured them into the pot.

Hiss.

Suddenly, flames soared above the pot.

The acolytes cried out and screamed, dumping the contents and attempting to flee.

"Cover the pot!" Zhang Rongfang shouted sternly.

Immediately, Zhang Zhenhai from the side swiftly placed the lid the size of a washbasin over the large pot on the pill furnace.

The flames quickly extinguished.

Zhang Rongfang exhaled a breath. About to continue directing.

Suddenly, his gaze fixed.

In front of his attribute bar, just now a new attribute point reappeared.

And this point was precisely the last one needed to achieve two hundred points.

At this moment, his life value was exactly the final 199.

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