Easy Way of Cultivation: Power Harvesting-Chapter 110 - 72: Fishing for Demon Fiends, Ancestor God of the Ding Clan, Evil Spirits’ Golden Body (Part 4)
A few hundred years without incident doesn’t mean it won’t happen. Once you leave the Demon Suppression Bureau, you can’t trust anyone, not even your teammates.
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In the Ancestor Temple of the Ding Clan, people come and go.
At the center of the temple stands a towering golden statue with a benevolent face, but a tiny crack at the corner of its mouth mars its appearance, giving it a somewhat ferocious look.
Those who come to offer incense spirits arrive in high spirits but leave with pale faces.
As they bow, an invisible energy is drawn out from them, floating into the crack and continuing downward.
The interior of the golden statue is hollow, forming a sizable space set up like a room. In the middle of the room, a shadowy figure engulfed in black aura is continuously absorbing energy drifting down from above. This is the Evil Ancestor God of Dingyang Town.
Creak...
Suddenly, the door to the room opened, and a snow-white Silver Fox walked in.
Once inside the room, the Silver Fox stood upright and quickly transformed into the shape of a middle-aged man, sitting down on a chair.
The Evil Ancestor God opened his eyes and glanced at the middle-aged man, who was the Silver Fox: "Hu Zhao, what are you doing here? You killed the Captain from the Demon Suppression Bureau, and they’re hunting you down. Don’t drag me into it; I don’t wish to fight the Demon Suppression Bureau."
This Silver Fox was precisely one of those who killed Shan Jinhong that day.
The Silver Fox nonchalantly reached for the teapot on the table, intending to pour himself some tea but found nothing coming out.
He then reached for an apple on the table, and upon picking it up, discovered it was fake, sculpted from jade, but he still took a bite and spat it out.
"This place is really boring, everything is fake, you can only look at it but can’t eat it."
"You’ve surrounded yourself with all these things to appear human, yet nothing is usable. The bed can’t be slept on, the clothes can’t be worn, and you can’t leave. It’s like being imprisoned. If I were living like you for hundreds of years, I’d go mad."
"I’d rather die than live such a fleshless life!"
The Evil Ancestor God’s eyes glowed red, his expression turning cold: "Did you come here just to mock me? Then you can go. Do you think I enjoy being this neither human nor ghost thing? Once I reconstitute my flesh, I will eventually enjoy all these things."
Hu Zhao didn’t leave. Instead, he placed the half-bitten "apple" back on the table: "How long will it take to reconstitute flesh, a hundred years or two hundred? The Demon Suppression Bureau is becoming more oppressive; I fear you won’t reach that day."
The Evil Ancestor God had a dark expression cross his face.
In the past, he could go out and devour people, growing rapidly.
But since the Demon Suppression Bureau appeared, he has been forced to stay here, absorbing essence qi bit by bit.
Absorbing little by little leaves much to be desired compared to directly draining people dry. If not for the Demon Suppression Bureau’s presence, he would have reconstituted his flesh long ago.
He gritted his teeth and said, "What exactly are you trying to say? If nothing, then leave already!"
Hu Zhao smiled, knowing he’d successfully provoked the spirit’s anger: "We’ve known each other for decades, even centuries. Watching you live this life makes me sad. I’ve come to deliver something monumental to you. If you’re willing to do it, my Fox Race will help you.
Not only will it let you vent your anger, but it will also free you from this prison-like existence, and you might even gain a real body."
Upon hearing this, the Evil Ancestor God sneered: "Are you trying to enlist me against the Demon Suppression Bureau? Sorry, not interested. Although they are watching me, I still have hope and don’t want to be on the run every day like you, only to be hunted down by Demon Hunters one day."
Hu Zhao’s eyes narrowed: "A body at the realm of Acupoint Realm Horizontal Cultivation of Innate, doesn’t that interest you?"
The black aura around the Evil Ancestor God twisted violently, and his eyes burned like torches: "Acupoint Realm Horizontal Cultivation of Innate body?"
For a being like him to regain flesh, he could absorb human essence qi gradually, inch by inch, and eventually grow new flesh to become a living being again.
The other way is to possess a powerful body, claiming it as his own.
However, possessing a strong body would result in extermination by others. The weak ones can’t withstand his malevolent presence either. Only in rare tales do bodies at Horizontal Cultivation of Innate withstand the intrusion of his evil presence.
The crucial advantage of seizing such a body lies in inheriting all the capabilities of the Horizontal Cultivation of Innate body, offering significantly higher growth potential than possessing a body from a powerful expert.
Hu Zhao nodded: "Precisely!"
The Evil Ancestor God’s expression shifted repeatedly: "Is he from the Demon Suppression Bureau? For such a treasure, they wouldn’t easily release it; sounds like a trap."
Hu Zhao said: "Whether it’s a trap, I don’t know, but he is indeed of Horizontal Cultivation of Innate, having slain two Celestial Martial Artists in the Acupoint Realm. It’s known all over Su City, and now he’s right outside your temple.
If you want to wait a few more hundred years, I’ll find someone else.
If you don’t want to, my Fox Race will assist you. You only need to possess the Acupoint Realm Horizontal Cultivation of Innate, and we’ll handle the others. The Fox Race would be delighted to have another Horizontal Cultivation of Innate ally.
A Horizontal Cultivation of Innate has stepped onto your territory, and you’re not daring to act? This is your only opportunity. Do you still wish to stay here for hundreds of years? Do you think you have that much time left?
Have you, after being the Ding Family’s Ancestor God for hundreds of years, truly considered yourself an ancestor of the Ding Family?"
After a moment of silence, the Evil Ancestor God finally spoke: "Agreed!"
