Simplification System: From Perfect Arrow Skill to Immortal-Chapter 346 - 286: Devouring Immortal Demon Technique, Zhao Fuhu’s Identity Exposed
With that thought, Lin Chang’sheng didn’t hesitate any longer and immediately started hopping in place.
Space Transmission Array Experience Points +1!
Space Transmission Array Experience Points +1!
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With Lin Chang’sheng jumping nonstop, his Space Transmission Array experience points kept climbing.
While bouncing around, Lin Chang’sheng’s hands stayed busy, opening and sifting through the storage bags he’d taken from the Celestial Demon Ancestor, Jiang Yuyan, and the others.
Maybe it was because everyone from the Demon Dao came with the resolve to unify the Southern Realm and never return to the Demon Evil Sea, so they basically carried everything they had.
You could say they’d emptied out their entire sect.
Just the spirit stones in the Celestial Demon Ancestor’s and Jiang Yuyan’s bags added up to over five hundred thousand, filling more than half the storage space.
There was also a pile of Spiritual Artifacts and Magical Treasures.
Aside from that, there were a ton of Demonic Scriptures—like the Supreme Immortal Forgetting Technique, Celestial Demon Shadow Skill, Demon God Dragon-Binding Fist, Demon Body World Destruction Seal, and so on.
All these Immortal Techniques were pretty damn good. He could grind them to Perfection later on and fuse them with his own Immortal Techniques.
"What’s this?"
Suddenly, Lin Chang’sheng spotted a dust-covered black Treasure Manual in the corner of the Celestial Demon Ancestor’s storage bag.
On the cover, four big characters stood out: ’Devouring Immortal Demon Technique’.
When Lin Chang’sheng opened it, he found it was just a fragment.
But being treasured by the Celestial Demon Ancestor for so long, it definitely wasn’t anything ordinary.
So, he examined it closely.
One look, and it was like Lin Chang’sheng had stepped into a whole new world.
"This is... an evil Technique for absorbing other people’s magical power?"
The more Lin Chang’sheng read, the more excited he got. The manual detailed how to operate this Cultivation Technique to absorb other people’s magical power, and even told the tale of how the founder obtained this Treasure Manual in the first place.
The only problem—this manual has a vicious backlash. You need Divine Sense way superior to your physical body to cultivate it.
Plus, since it’s only a fragment, just a slip-up when cultivating could mess up your meridians or even make you explode on the spot.
That probably explained why the Celestial Demon Ancestor never practiced it, just left it collecting dust in a corner of his storage bag.
But now, what a score for Lin Chang’sheng.
After all, he fit the bill for this manual perfectly. Not only was his Divine Sense ridiculously powerful, he had the panel’s buffs too.
Even if some sections were missing, as long as he worked his way to Entry Level, with his Simplify power, he could cultivate it all the way to Perfection.
Zero chance of self-destruction.
’This manual was basically tailor-made for me!’
Lin Chang’sheng exclaimed in excitement, tossing aside all the other treasures for now and diving right into studying it.
This Scripture may be wicked, but if he could master it, his cultivation speed would skyrocket in the future.
So Lin Chang’sheng kept hopping while pouring all his focus into the Devouring Immortal Demon Technique.
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While Lin Chang’sheng was grinding away in seclusion, five thousand miles outside Liuyun Immortal Sect in some distant forest—
Su Changkong had already weathered seventy-eight bolts of tribulation lightning, his clothes shredded to bits by the strikes.
But his body was perfectly fine—the tribulation seemed to barely affect him at all.
But the most terrifying bolts were the last three.
If he could survive those, he’d become someone even Heaven and Earth recognized as a true powerhouse.
If he failed? He’d be wiped from existence—not even ashes left.
"Lin Chang’sheng, once I finish this heavenly tribulation, your death is at hand!"
Su Changkong roared.
If it wasn’t for Lin Chang’sheng, Su Changkong would never have ended up in this sorry state.
Still, a blessing in disguise—thanks to the chaos, he’d had an epiphany with the Seven-Colored Divine Buddha Bead left by the ancestor, broken through his own bottleneck.
Once he weathered the Nine-Nine Celestial Tribulation, would there be anyone in this Immortal Relic Land left who could stop him?
"Sect Leader’s about to transcend his tribulation! Once that happens, we’ll finally have it good again!"
Zhuge Buping grinned. Hiding like rats these past two months had been hell for him.
A prodigy of the sect, reduced to scurrying around like a fugitive—he considered that the ultimate humiliation.
All thanks to Lin Chang’sheng.
He swore he’d never let this grudge go.
Among the crowd, some other Liuyun Immortal Sect people had arrived nearby.
In their midst was the pervy-looking Cao De.
Others had come to witness Su Changkong’s tribulation crossing.
But Cao De was only here for the chicks. 𝐟𝚛𝕖𝚎𝕨𝗲𝐛𝚗𝐨𝐯𝐞𝕝.𝐜𝗼𝗺
Especially those female cultivators who came with their Dao partners—he was enjoying the show like there was no tomorrow.
One minute he’d drool over this one’s body, next he’d complain that one was a tad skinny, then gawk at another for her, well, obvious talents.
You’d think he was picking out a Dao partner for himself.
"Holy crap! If Su Changkong survives this tribulation, Brother Lin is in real trouble!"
Only after checking out the girls did Cao De remember business and start to worry about Lin Chang’sheng.
Though Lin Chang’sheng was impressive—able to take on two enemies at once with just his Late Stage Nascent Soul Cultivation—
But if Su Changkong made it through and became a Divinity Transformation cultivator, not even Late Stage Nascent Soul Cultivators could hold him back.
As soon as the words left his mouth, Cao De immediately turned to head for the Golden Talisman Sect to warn Lin Chang’sheng.
But Zhao Fuhu and Zhuge Buping quickly spotted him sneaking off.
"Cao De, where are you rushing off to in such a hurry?"
Zhuge Buping stepped in front, glaring at Cao De.
He knew full well Cao De was close with Lin Chang’sheng—he was probably rushing to tip him off so he could escape.
"Can’t a guy just go take a piss?"
Cao De retorted halfheartedly.
"I think you want to notify Lin Chang’sheng so he can run away, right? Don’t think I don’t know you two are tight. When the Sect Leader finishes his tribulation, you’re the first traitor we’re dealing with!"
Zhuge Buping’s anger was off the charts.
If he couldn’t kill Lin Chang’sheng, he might as well deal with this fat guy first to vent his anger.
"Traitor? If anyone’s the traitor, it’s you! Was the sect’s Immortal Technique not enough for you, so you had to steal the Fiery Sun Scripture from the Yin Yang Dao Sect? Seems to me you thought the Sect Leader was dead and wanted to switch sides already!"
Cao De’s smooth talk was not to be underestimated.
Their bickering instantly drew a crowd of nosy cultivators.
"What? They’re the ones who stole Yin Yang Dao Sect’s Fiery Sun Scripture?"
"Who are those two—were they Liuyun Immortal Sect disciples once or something?"
"Remember Zhao Fuhu and Zhuge Buping who ran off? Pretty sure that’s them!"
"Quick, grab them! Maybe they still have the Fiery Sun Scripture on them!"
...
As the surrounding cultivators shouted, Zhao Fuhu and Zhuge Buping were instantly surrounded, no way out.
Cao De just chuckled coldly and slipped away.
"Cao De, you’re not getting away—!"
Zhuge Buping tried to block him, but got forced back by the other cultivators.
"So, it was you who stole Yin Yang Dao Sect’s Fiery Sun Scripture! Hand it over, or don’t blame us for not holding back!"
One cultivator took the lead.
That Scripture was priceless to the Yin Yang Dao Sect—returning it would definitely mean a hefty reward.
"Let’s see if you’ve got the balls to take it from us!"
Zhao Fuhu roared, his Anomalous Thunder Spirit Root surging—instantly, the heavens roared with thunder and lightning.
Some of the cultivators who were closest were blasted to bits by celestial thunder right then and there.
"Die!"
Zap—
Zhao Fuhu hurled a punch, thunder and lightning crackled, and the power of thunder was nothing short of tyrannical.
Wherever it hit, no one could stand against it. Those cultivators talking big about surrounding them got obliterated with a single punch.
After all, Zhao Fuhu was at the Golden Core Middle Stage, and with his Anomalous Thunder Spirit Root, he could take on even Late Stage Golden Core Cultivators head-on.
If you don’t have a Nascent Soul Cultivation, you can forget about putting him down.
