I Have an Omen System-Chapter 125 - 116: Native Creatures
’Are they for real? All I did was secretly kill a few Demon Cultivators, refine a tortoise egg, and stir up a little trouble on Demon Flood Dragon Island...’
’And you want to hunt me to extinction for that? The local Demon Race is so rude,’ Qin Xuan grumbled indignantly.
VMM!
A clear sword hum rang out as Sword Qi crisscrossed the air.
THWACK! THWACK! THWACK!
Several heads flew into the air. Before the hot blood gushing from their severed necks could hit the ground, it was devoured by the silver longsword.
The gossiping Cultivators’ eyes widened, unable to react, caught in a state of terror and disbelief.
All their heads hit the ground, and their bodies withered into heaps of bone.
"A Demon Cultivator! There’s a Demon Cultivator here!"
Someone shouted from a distance, and the crowd scattered in every direction, fleeing in a panic.
"Now, that’s more like it."
Watching the crowd of Cultivators flee in terror, Qin Xuan grinned, his mood suddenly improving.
Crimson blood gurgled as it flowed into his Lifebound Longsword, and a continuous stream of pure power flowed back from the blade, nourishing his body.
With a flick of his sword’s tip, he fished the Purple Mansion Star Orders from the dead Cultivators’ robes and expertly pocketed them.
"Life as a Demon Cultivator is so much easier," Qin Xuan sighed with heartfelt emotion.
「Several more months passed.」
The struggle in the Bone-Eroding Demon Sea officially grew white-hot.
Slaughter filled the seas.
The sea’s surface roiled with turbid waves, and brilliant flashes of Divine Treasure Techniques could be seen tearing across the sky from time to time.
Many small islands were even blasted into the Spirit-Eroding Spirit Weak Water, leaving not a single trace of debris behind.
’Son of a bitch. Where did that bastard impersonating me run off to? There hasn’t been any news about him for days.’
Qin Xuan hadn’t been idle. Besides collecting Purple Mansion Star Orders, he had been searching for that imposter.
The very thought of the imposter made him grit his teeth in hatred.
That bastard was committing all sorts of evil deeds under his name, with a particular fondness for targeting beautiful Female Cultivators.
Now, the name of Qin Xuan of the Holy Sect was practically synonymous with "lustful demon" in the Bone-Eroding Demon Sea!
’Let me think, who could this guy be...’
’Ji Boying, or Wei Qingyi?’
Just as Qin Xuan was going through the process of elimination, another small island was blasted into the sea.
BOOM!
Rampant Spiritual Qi erupted in chaos. In the sky, the phantom images of enormous dragon and tiger Dharma Aspects flickered as they clashed.
’The Four Symbols Sect is savage!’
In the entire Bone-Eroding Demon Sea, the Cultivators from the Four Symbols Sect were the ones who seemed to enjoy blowing up islands the most.
The Daqian Dynasty’s power structure was known as the One Dynasty, Two Sects, Three Mountains, and Four Pavilions.
The Four Symbols Sect belonged to Celestial Mountain. The other mountains were Earth Mountain, home to the Eight Trigrams Cave, and Human Mountain, home to the Great Sorrow Alliance. However, neither Earth Mountain nor Human Mountain had sent Cultivators to participate in this Foundation Establishment Chaos War.
’Thank goodness they didn’t come. The Cultivators from the Three Mountains are all lunatics. If they had all shown up, who knows how much more chaotic this would be...’
Qin Xuan, disguised as Shi Huaizhong, hid in the shadow of a reef. He glanced at the sky and shook his head in resignation.
The Foundation Establishment Chaos War, which had started with hundreds of factions of all sizes, was now down to no more than ten.
’Cyan Cloud Sect, Blood Demon Sword Sect, East Sea Demon Race, Southern Border Gu Race, Daqian Royal Family, Celestial Mountain Four Symbols Sect...’
’Those are the only ones worth mentioning.’
Of course, Qin Xuan had no intention of provoking any of them. He just wished the Foundation Establishment Chaos War would end sooner.
After nearly two years of scrounging, he had collected 132 Purple Mansion Star Orders.
While it might not sound like much, there were only 3,600 Purple Mansion Star Orders in the entire Bone-Eroding Demon Sea.
If there were a leaderboard for Purple Mansion Star Orders, Qin Xuan would definitely be ranked in the top five.
He had absorbed the stellar light from most of these 132 Star Orders to aid his cultivation.
The more Purple Mansion stellar light he absorbed, the deeper his comprehension of that Water Secret Technique became, as if the two were mutually reinforcing.
He wasn’t far from reaching the Sixth Level of Heaven Dao Foundation Establishment.
Just as Qin Xuan was wondering where he could get a few more Purple Mansion Star Orders, the giant sphere of light in his mind suddenly began to flicker.
Three Ancient Bamboo Sticks flew out from it.
[Middle-Upper Draw: Proceed immediately to the outskirts of Blood Demon Island. When the snipe and the clam grapple, the fisherman profits. A Seventh-Grade Opportunity awaits. Auspicious.] 𝐟𝕣𝕖𝐞𝐰𝕖𝚋𝐧𝗼𝚟𝐞𝕝.𝗰𝐨𝐦
[Middle-Lower Draw: Go elsewhere. You will be surrounded and killed by a group of allied Cyan Cloud Sect Cultivators. Inauspicious.]
[The Worst Draw: Remain here. Du Leihu will arrive with a prodigy from the Demon Race. Direly Inauspicious!]
Qin Xuan froze, his heart pounding like a drum.
’Fuck! That son of a bitch Du Leihu.’
’After almost two years, he can still find me?’
Without a second thought, Qin Xuan instantly fled toward the very center of the Bone-Eroding Demon Sea.
Not long after he left, a burly man with eyes as sharp as a falcon’s and a bristly beard arrived, treading through the air. He rode astride a formidable, intimidating green tiger that had wind-like patterns on its flanks.
It was none other than Du Leihu, Du Legu’s older brother!
Du Leihu gripped an ancient Bronze Soul Lamp. The faint flame on its wick flickered violently, pointing directly in the direction Qin Xuan had fled.
"Brother Du, how goes it? Did you find that cunning Aao Peak?"
The grayish-white waves churned as a clear voice rang out.
From within the Bone-Eroding Demon Sea, a Chi Python rose into the air, riding the waves. It was far smaller than an ordinary Demon Python, only a few dozen feet long, and its entire body was covered in streamlined, cyan Jade Scales.
Although this python had not yet transformed into a Flood Dragon and lacked claws on its belly, a pair of exquisite, crystal-clear, unforked deer antlers grew bizarrely from its forehead, giving it an otherworldly, demonic appearance.
Du Leihu’s expression was grim as he stared at the Soul Lamp and shook his head.
"Damn it. He managed to escape just a step ahead of us again!"
"That Demon Flood Dragon is truly cunning. I really underestimated him."
"I thought he was just a reckless brute, but he’s far more cunning than he appears. He even knows how to collude with Demon Cultivators, coordinating attacks from the inside and out, playing the Demon Cultivators and the Cyan Cloud Sect disciples against each other to stir up trouble."
