I Have an Omen System-Chapter 72 - 70: The Bloody Skeleton’s Wedding Gown
"Whew..." Qin Xuan let out a long breath, his eyes dark and profound.
The Demon Sect was too dangerous. One wrong move meant eternal damnation.
He realized that the higher his Cultivation grew, the less likely he was to draw a Top-Top Lottery or encounter a fortunate opportunity. Instead, draws like The Worst Draw—spelling certain death—were becoming alarmingly frequent!
Reaching Foundation Establishment could not be delayed.
At that moment, a tall Female Cultivator with a graceful, exquisite figure and fire-red lips walked toward Qin Xuan and the others.
The Female Cultivator’s fair thighs were full and straight, and her skin was a healthy, tan color. She wore tight, crimson-red Leather Armor. Her outfit was daringly revealing, and she held a leather whip, exuding an air of wildness.
CRACK!
The red-armored Female Cultivator gave her whip a sharp tug, making it crack through the air. The corners of her phoenix eyes tilted upward, full of aggression, as she spoke with a smirk.
"So you’re Qin Xuan from the Plague Poison Altar?"
’My guess was right. This bitch must be Ma Wei.’
Qin Xuan put on an amiable expression, releasing the aura of his Qi Cultivation Tenth Layer. With his eyes downcast, he said, "Greetings, Incense Master Ma!"
Zhang Yangzhou also began, "Greetings, Incense Master Ma—" 𝐟𝚛𝕖𝚎𝕨𝗲𝐛𝚗𝐨𝐯𝐞𝕝.𝐜𝗼𝗺
But before Zhang Yangzhou could finish, Ma Wei shoved him aside.
Ma Wei’s eyes glinted with desire. She made no attempt to hide her interest in Qin Xuan, her delicate pink tongue lightly tracing her red lips.
"You’re every bit as handsome as the rumors say. No wonder Cao Da is always whispering nonsense in my ear about you."
A fragrant breeze drifted by. Qin Xuan tensed, and before he could react, Ma Wei’s wild, fiery body had appeared right beside him.
"Are you interested in coming to my Cave Mansion? We could talk by candlelight all night. Whatever you’re into, I’ve got it all..."
Ma Wei leaned in close to Qin Xuan’s ear, her full, fair chest pressing against his arm and creating a startling curve.
She extended her slender, pink tongue, her breath as fragrant as an orchid, and seemed about to lick Qin Xuan’s ruggedly handsome face.
The next moment, however, Ma Wei let out a piercing scream.
"AHH!"
A pure, viscous, liquid-like crimson light had spontaneously erupted from Qin Xuan’s body!
Ma Wei’s expression was one of horror. She pointed an angry, slender finger at Qin Xuan, her voice shrill. "You’re not at the Qi Cultivation Tenth Layer! You’ve already cultivated Flame Demon to the Minor Achievement Realm!"
Clutching the side of her face, which was now seared with a horrifying scar, Ma Wei retreated explosively.
Qin Xuan froze.
Then it dawned on him.
Ma Wei’s Rotting Body Miasma was of the Yin Wood Position, while his Flame Demon was of the Yang Fire Position.
She had just deliberately provoked him, causing the Flame Demon to automatically protect its master. This, in turn, had forced her to reveal her true form and unleashed her Rotting Body Miasma!
A dense, eerie green Miasma of poisonous fog gushed from Ma Wei’s body, filling the air with a rotten, fishy stench. The pressure of her aura was even stronger than Qin Xuan’s.
A trickle of bright red blood seeped from the corner of Zhang Yangzhou’s mouth.
Looking at Ma Wei now, however, there was no trace of her previous enchanting appearance.
Her tall, slender figure was gone, replaced by a short, stout female Demon whose flesh piled up like a mountain, her body covered in nauseating, poisonous sores.
The only thing left was half of her beautiful face, not yet peeled away, like a Painted Hide.
Qin Xuan felt a profound sense of respect for Cao Da welling up in his heart.
’The thought of Cao Da’s skinny, monkey-like body being crushed under that mountain of fat, yet still managing to kiss her... his perseverance was simply astounding.’
"Damn you, Qin Xuan! I’ll make you pay for this today!"
Ma Wei, her face twisted with rage, tried to approach Qin Xuan again.
However, a torrent of what looked like molten, Crimson Gold glass erupted from Qin Xuan’s body, churning with scorching hot flames.
Ma Wei was horrified.
Although the dense, poisonous Miasma around her hadn’t dissipated in the slightest, the unquenchable, incinerating Attributes of the Flame Demon made Ma Wei wail and shrink back.
"My Painted Hide!"
Her beautiful facade peeled off completely, burned to ash.
Clutching her face, Ma Wei transformed into a gust of demonic wind and fled back to her Cave Mansion.
Only her shrill voice was left echoing across the horizon.
"Qin Xuan, unless you never reach Foundation Establishment, I swear I will see you die a violent death at the Foundation Establishment and Chaos Suppression Conference!"
Hearing the words "Foundation Establishment and Chaos Suppression Conference," Zhang Yangzhou gulped.
He seemed to know something. Qin Xuan asked, "Senior Brother Zhang, what does she mean?"
"It’s over, Junior Brother Qin. I’m afraid that madwoman wants you dead for good."
Zhang Yangzhou smiled bitterly. "The Holy Sect forbids disciples from killing one another, especially between Incense Masters. The only exception is during the Foundation Establishment and Chaos Suppression Conference."
"The Foundation Establishment and Chaos Suppression Conference is a bloody, all-out battle held once every hundred years between the Celestial Dao Foundation Establishment Cultivators of our Holy Sect and the Cyan Cloud Sect. Its purpose is to select the strongest among them, who then get to claim the Celestial Vault Fate Stars..."
Seeing Qin Xuan’s blank expression, Zhang Yangzhou shook his head.
"Ah, forget it. You wouldn’t understand even if I explained. You’ll find out naturally later on. All you need to know is that the Foundation Establishment and Chaos Suppression Conference has now devolved into a one-sided slaughter by our Holy Sect."
"Incense Masters who hold deep grudges against one another also use it as an opportunity to take each other’s lives and settle their scores!"
"???"
Qin Xuan’s eyes widened like saucers. He was completely dumbfounded.
’Fucking hell, you fat pig! You tried to kiss me, failed, and got so mad from the humiliation that now you want to kill me? Where’s the fucking justice in that?’
But on second thought, Qin Xuan frowned. Something felt off.
The turn of events was too abrupt. Ma Wei was the direct blood descendant of a Nascent Soul Demon Monarch, so how could she be so reckless?
Zhang Yangzhou said, "Junior Brother Qin, in my opinion, Incense Master Ma has her eyes on your Divine Technique. This was all a deliberate act..."
"The grudge between the Bone Charm Demon Lord and the Yanxue Sword Demon runs deep. You’ve been dragged into it now, too."
’Too?’
Qin Xuan turned to look at Zhang Yangzhou. "Senior Brother, how do you know so much?"
Zhang Yangzhou gave a miserable smile. "Junior Brother, did you really think I’ve spent all these years in the Holy Sect, only just now getting a chance at Heaven Dao Foundation Establishment, for nothing?"
...
「October 11th, inside the Cave Mansion」
Qin Xuan tightly gripped the Six-winged Cyan Cicada in his palm.
Only the faint coolness emanating from the Cyan Cicada gave him a sliver of security.
’Devious. So fucking devious!’
The immense pressure was nearly suffocating him.
He had just returned from Xiao Ran’s Cave Mansion.
’Xiao Ran never obtained the Positional Divine Technique, Flame Demon, in the Thousand Mechanisms Ancient Tomb. His Cultivation stalled at the Qi Cultivation Tenth Layer, and he was never able to break through.’
’But the kid’s luck is astounding. He actually managed to get his hands on the bloody skeleton of a Purple Mansion Daoist from the Soul-Devouring Demon Abyss!’
’On that bloody skeleton was the inheritance for a Positional Divine Technique: Yin Fire.’
’With that Purple Mansion Daoist’s bloody skeleton, Xiao Ran leaped across two minor realms, broke through to Heaven Dao Foundation Establishment in a single stroke, and became a Foundation Establishment Ascendant!’
To mark the occasion, he even invited his fellow Holy Sect disciples to celebrate with him.
Qin Xuan recalled the celebration he had just attended at the Vast Qi Tower.
"Thank you all for coming. I will drink first to show my respect!"
Xiao Ran, dressed in a cyan Magic Robe, was in high spirits as he raised his cup to the crowd.
The Vast Qi Tower’s True Body Altar oversaw six sub-altars.
They were the Sub-Altars of Self-Cultivation, Family Harmony, State Governance, Mingde, People’s Welfare, and Ultimate Goodness!
And after breaking through to Foundation Establishment, Xiao Ran had become the Full-time Deputy Incense Master of the Mingde Sub-Altar.
The festive atmosphere was intoxicatingly thick.
The enormous white jade banquet hall was festooned with lanterns and decorations, and the air was fragrant with Spirit Wine. Delicacies were laid out in rows, and wine cups were raised and exchanged. Several hundred Demon Cultivators were laughing and chatting, clinking their glasses together.
Only Demon Cultivators at or above the Qi Cultivation Tenth Layer were qualified to attend.
Despite the grand spectacle, Qin Xuan, who was standing in a corner, noticed that something was very wrong with Xiao Ran.
He completely lacked the powerful aura one would expect from someone who had just reached Foundation Establishment. Instead, he exuded a sense of weakness, and his Cultivation felt as if it didn’t even belong to him.
It was as if he were just wearing clothes—as if he had simply ’put on’ his Cultivation!
