The Demon with Holy Radiance

"Who is he?"

Although Elder Chong was short, his presence was immense as he stood before Hai Shu.

"He was once the Buddha’s Son of my Great Virtue Temple. He has mastered various Light Forbidden Techniques, but that wouldn’t be enough to kill everyone in the Southeast Realm. Perhaps he has already obtained the Power of Rules for the Light Category, or even advanced to the Insect Dao. Only then would it be possible."

Hai Shu replied, his tone devoid of any fluctuation, sounding utterly calm.

But when these words reached Elder Chong’s ears, he flew into a rage.

"Damn it! Why would your Buddha’s Son show up at the Golden Thread Pavilion? Is there a traitor among you stinking bald donkeys?"

"Elder Chong, please don’t be angry..."

As Hai Shu spoke, his voice suddenly faltered, and a look of pain twisted his face.

The next moment, his physical body began to swell rapidly. His whole form expanded into a writhing mass of twisted flesh. Countless kind and benevolent faces appeared on the surface of the flesh, but all of their eyes were tightly shut.

"Elder Chong, it would be more accurate to say that this person was a mole from the Golden Thread Pavilion first, and our Great Virtue Temple’s Buddha’s Son second."

At this moment, Hai Shu’s tone and timbre changed completely, as if countless voices were speaking in unison.

Witnessing this, especially the change in Hai Shu, Elder Chong’s face filled with astonishment.

"You old bald donkeys actually think you can reach the Immortal Platform through this path? You’re being far too naive, aren’t you?"

"These are not ordinary times. We have no other choice. We have been searching for the Buddha’s Son. If Elder Chong can help us bring him back, the Great Virtue Temple is willing to offer our Buddha Treasure to you."

"You mean the vessel containing the Buddha’s Blood?" Elder Chong’s eyes narrowed, a trace of greed flashing across his face. In that instant, he seemed to have completely forgotten that all his subordinates had just been killed.

"Perhaps Elder Chong is in need of an item that can serve as an insect nest."

Hai Shu seemed to know exactly what Elder Chong needed. It was a fair trade. He needed an opportunity to reach the Immortal Platform and was willing to give the Great Virtue Temple’s Buddha Treasure to Elder Chong to get it.

Elder Chong did not answer immediately, instead sinking into thought.

Silence suddenly fell over the Ten Thousand Buddha Hall. The Cultivator who had come to report suddenly felt a chill creep over him.

The next second, his body exploded with a POP. Countless Gu Insects burst from within him and flew into the fleshy tumor on Elder Chong’s back.

"It’s a deal!"

As if he had just done something utterly insignificant, Elder Chong gave Hai Shu his answer and slowly departed from the Ten Thousand Buddha Hall.

Soon after Elder Chong left, the look of pain returned to Hai Shu’s face. Streams of foul-smelling blood trickled down from his twisted flesh, and the kind, benevolent faces on his body contorted in agony.

"Senior Brothers, success or failure hinges on this moment! I hope you will not resist. Let us merge into one, for only then can we achieve the Great Dao!"

"Junior Brother Hai Shu, either get He’s soul or get the Buddha’s Son’s soul. If you get neither, we will kill you. This body should be under our control."

"Senior Brothers, calm yourselves. Without me, do you really think you can reach the Immortal Platform? You’d be better off listening to me and cooperating. Rather than facing this situation with the body of an Insect Dao practitioner, if we merge as one, we will become an existence even stronger than the Insect Dao. After I devour you, the Eternal Prison is next. The things our master left behind must become mine."

"Hehehehe... If we cannot become a Buddha, then we shall become an Asura!"

...

’Looks like the path I was trying before was wrong.’

「In the Golden Wave Pond Hall, on the Floating Island of the Golden Thread Pavilion.」

Yang An, who had been waiting for a day and a night, finally received a response from the Bow Lady. Most of the souls had been completely digested by her, and he had gotten the answers he wanted.

Among the souls of the Qiangui Mountain Cultivators he had killed, the Gu Techniques they practiced were bizarre and varied. Very few had cultivated the Blood-Crying Gu and Tide Fire. Fortunately, their memories contained information useful to Yang An that he could use as a reference.

Prior to this, he had been trying to learn the Gu Technique, Tide Fire, by using his own flesh and blood to simulate Gu Insects, but the results were unsatisfactory.

The absence of a pop-up info box meant he had not successfully learned the Gu Technique.

But after the Bow Lady digested most of the Qiangui Mountain Cultivators’ memories, some of the information contained within made him understand at once why he had been failing.

In the understanding of Qiangui Mountain Cultivators, no matter what Gu Technique they practiced or what kind of Gu Insects they produced, the insects were a part of their own life.

In other words, to cast the Gu Technique, Tide Fire, one had to sacrifice a large number of Gu Insects. In essence, it was activated at the cost of their own life, and the damage could not be repaired by Immortality.

No wonder so few of the devoured souls had cultivated the Blood-Crying Gu and Tide Fire. Using them meant paying with one’s own life—a price that was indeed too high for a Cultivator to pay.

But Yang An also understood something else: the reason he couldn’t learn Tide Fire was because the flesh he used to simulate the Gu Insects, once detached from his body, was no longer truly a part of him.

Because he possessed Immortality, the Life Force within any flesh removed from his body would rapidly dissipate, while the part of his body where the flesh was taken from would quickly regenerate.

Therefore, the Life Force contained in these pieces of flesh was insufficient to cast Tide Fire.

This was a dilemma. Unless Yang An could use someone else’s life to cast Tide Fire, but that would be just as difficult. After all, another person had no connection to him and couldn’t be simulated as a Gu Insect.

Yang An couldn’t help but fall into deep thought. After a long while, an idea suddenly struck him.

With a slight exertion of force, a multitude of red and white feathers burst from his lower back, fanning out like a peacock’s tail—resplendent with an uncanny beauty.

He had thought of a viable method: using the Spinal True Feathers to simulate the Gu Insects.

The Spinal True Feathers were originally part of his body, but after he learned the Shell Nourishing Technique, he had been using it to cultivate them. Therefore, this part of him, which was both feather and weapon, could be regarded as an independent living entity.

In this respect, it perfectly matched the Qiangui Mountain Cultivators’ definition of Gu Insects as part of their own life.

Under Yang An’s control, countless White Feathers, connected by thin threads of blood, descended before him. Nurtured by the Shell Nourishing Technique, the feathers already possessed the aura of the Corpse Transformation Cultivation level.

’Time to try it!’

A look of anticipation appeared on Yang An’s face.

In the blink of an eye, another ten days passed.

The people of the Golden Thread Pavilion were well-behaved. During these days, no one came to bother Yang An. Even the number of presences passing by outside the hall had decreased significantly; no one would casually approach this area.

Inside the hall of Golden Wave Pool, countless White Feathers, tethered by threads of blood, danced endlessly in mid-air, filling the entire space.

These White Feathers were like a flock of birds. Each feather’s flight pattern seemed unrelated to the others, chaotic and without rhythm, as if they were living creatures with individual consciousnesses.

All at once, the multitude of White Feathers seemed to lose their momentum, freezing in mid-air as if space and time themselves had stopped in this place.

The next moment, an info box suddenly popped up before Yang An’s eyes.

[Tide Fire]: From Qiangui Mountain...

Usage Cost: ...

Status: Purification available!

Yang An opened his eyes, breaking from his meditative posture with a broad smile. He looked at the scene of countless White Feathers frozen before him, his heart pounding with excitement.

He had succeeded!

His idea of using the Spinal True Feathers to simulate Gu Insects to learn the Gu Technique, Tide Fire, was correct after all.

Without hesitation, he used Purification to eliminate the cost of the Gu Technique he had just learned. Yang An had no desire to see his Spinal True Feathers completely collapse and die from casting Tide Fire.

Once the cost was eliminated through Purification, there was no longer any Life Force drain. The Spinal True Feathers could now cast Tide Fire repeatedly without paying any price.

The first thing to do after learning this Gu Technique was, naturally, to test its power.

At Yang An’s command, a large amount of blood seemed to surge through the connecting threads and into the countless White Feathers. In an instant, the pure, flawless White Feathers turned crimson, and a red light flashed brilliantly in the Golden Wave Pond Hall.

The light flashed and was gone in an instant.

After a moment of dead silence, the entire Golden Wave Pond Hall bizarrely and silently disappeared...

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