I Can Transfer the Side Effects of Evil Skills-Chapter 211 - 164: Another Usage

When he first saw the scene unfold, Zou Feng’s immediate thought was that the power of Murong Yunhai’s Evil Skill was in no way inferior to his own Great Universal Hand.

But as he continued to watch, he realized something was wrong.

’This looks more like his Cultivation Skill is starting to go out of control, doesn’t it?’

Murong Yunhai, in particular—though he still appeared to be cultivating, his expression was obviously wrong.

His expression shifted constantly. One moment he was crying, the next he was laughing. At times, his face would twist in a crazed frenzy.

Beads of sweat the size of peas dripped from his brow as his body trembled slightly.

Whenever his face began to contort, Murong Yunhai would shake so violently that afterimages appeared, only to break free from the distortion with a pained look.

But it never lasted long. A moment later, he would start crying and laughing again, caught in a vicious cycle.

There was no doubt about it: Murong Yunhai was on the verge of Falling into Demon.

If this continued, he would either die on the spot or become a mindless madman.

Even many of the other guests present would be caught in the crossfire and wiped out.

Seeing this, Zou Feng immediately darted forward and swiftly struck out at Murong Yunhai with his Great Universal Hand.

Before it reached the Peak of Perfection, the Great Universal Hand didn’t have flashy special effects like the Five Poison Fire Lotus Skill, which constantly manifested blooming Fire Lotuses.

While its power was clearly extraordinary, its visual effects were, on the whole, rather unremarkable.

But now that it had reached the Peak Realm, the palm strike Zou Feng unleashed was filled with an unreal, illusory quality.

An ordinary person watching would feel that as Zou Feng struck, the very space around his palm seemed to twist and distort.

This distortion made it impossible for them to track the trajectory of his palm.

Zou Feng’s palm ultimately came to rest atop Murong Yunhai’s head.

There was no sound of impact. With just a silent press, the constantly shifting expressions on Murong Yunhai’s face vanished instantly.

He had already calmed, but his eyes remained closed. He still needed some time to gradually retract his Skill.

Although the pandemonium in the hall continued, the expressions on the faces of the crowd gradually lost their frenzy.

Some even wore expressions of confusion, clearly baffled by their own recent actions.

One guest in particular, who had been going at the spout of a wine jug with wild abandon, stopped his absurd behavior and stared blankly, as if questioning his very existence.

After ten breaths, Murong Yunhai finally retracted his Skill and let out a long, foul breath.

"Thank you, Brother Zou..."

Opening his eyes, Murong Yunhai looked at Zou Feng with immense gratitude. "If you hadn’t intervened in time, Brother Zou, I’m afraid I would have suffered a major catastrophe!"

As an Evil Genius, Murong Yunhai’s decision to cooperate with Zou Feng had been made on a whim.

He truly hadn’t expected Zou Feng’s Cultivation Skill to be even more sinister than his own, capable of pulling him into its influence so deeply that he almost couldn’t break free.

Thankfully, Zou Feng provided some "after-sales service" and pulled him back from the brink of Falling into Demon.

However, despite the immense danger, the benefits he reaped were immediate.

His Cultivation Skill, which had been stagnant for a long time, had finally broken through.

"You’re too kind, Brother Murong. I merely offered a little assistance. Your ability to suppress the chaos in time was mainly thanks to your own strength."

"On the contrary, it was thanks to your Soul Stabilizing and Spirit Condensing Pill, Brother Murong. It helped me a great deal."

Hearing this, how could Murong Yunhai not understand the implication behind Zou Feng’s words?

The next moment, he unhesitatingly took out another Soul Stabilizing and Spirit Condensing Pill and handed it directly to Zou Feng without any negotiation.

"Since this pill is so helpful to you, Brother Zou, I happen to have one more. Please, take it."

Seeing this, Zou Feng shook his head repeatedly. "I couldn’t possibly. The one from before was more than enough..."

Though that’s what he said, his hand had already taken the Soul Stabilizing and Spirit Condensing Pill.

’I have a great use for this thing.’

"I wonder, will there be more opportunities to cooperate with you in the future, Brother Zou?"

Seeing Zou Feng’s "reluctant" acceptance, Murong Yunhai took the opportunity to ask.

He genuinely wanted to continue their cooperation. After all, Murong Yunhai had realized that if Zou Feng acted as his Guardian during his Cultivation, the risk of Falling into Demon would be drastically reduced.

Zou Feng nodded decisively. "Of course. Brother Murong, whenever you have need of me, simply send someone to let me know."

He didn’t say where he lived, because it would be a simple matter for Murong Yunhai to find out.

He had agreed so readily because, for now, his impression of Murong Yunhai was quite good.

The man’s family background and status were both superior to Yuwen Shuo’s—after all, Murong Yunhai was an only son.

And he was leagues smarter than Yuwen Shuo.

Besides, Zou Feng coveted Murong Yunhai’s cultivation resources. Who knew what pleasant surprises their relationship might bring in the future?

The two chatted for a while longer, and soon the entire hall had returned to normal.

The other guests were completely unaware that they had nearly been sacrificed to the chaos of Murong Yunhai’s brush with Falling into Demon.

The further one progressed in an Evil Skill, the more the potential harm extended beyond the practitioner.

This was another major reason why Evil Cultivators were shunned by the world.

Often, even if the practitioners themselves had no intention of harming others, their Cultivation Skill would inevitably implicate innocent bystanders as it progressed.

Zou Feng couldn’t help but ponder this. ’If a High Grade Evil Cultivator were to truly let loose, it would likely lead to immediate and widespread devastation, with countless Creatures perishing.

The idea of sacrificing an entire village, or even a city, for the sake of one’s Cultivation is by no means an exaggeration.’

This aligned with Zou Feng’s initial assessment.