Chapter 777 - 447: Mental Pollution? You Don’t Understand Art!

The Yama Underworld did indeed lack a Leader on the level of the Queen Mother of the Western Heaven.

Its upper echelons were composed of the Ten Hall Yama, corresponding to the Nine Great True Immortals of the Celestial Court. The three strongest among the Ten Hall Yama jointly controlled the Yama Underworld. However, these three strongest King Yans refused to submit to one another, and all harbored ambitions to become the sole Leader. This essentially kept the entire Underworld in a perpetual state of infighting.

Fortunately, their all-out war against the Pinnacle Celestial Immortal Sect temporarily diverted their internal conflicts. Otherwise, the situation in the Yama Underworld would undoubtedly be even more chaotic.

"The reason I chose to join the Yama Underworld was exactly because they didn’t have a leader on the Queen Mother’s level," Zhao Feixiong said, not without a hint of relief. "If I had been entangled by an existence like her, I probably would never have returned alive to the Pinnacle Celestial Immortal Sect in this lifetime..."

Zou Feng, however, couldn’t agree with this sentiment. After all, thanks to the List of Gods, his "internet friend" relationship with the Queen Mother was currently going quite well. She even muttered every day about hoping Zou Feng would hurry up and visit the Ninefold Celestial Court for a thrilling "offline" meetup. She also wanted him to casually help her escape the siege of the Nine Great True Immortals along the way.

Of course, even if a donkey had kicked Zou Feng in the head, he still wouldn’t help the Queen Mother leave the Turquoise Pool.

"Is that Angry Yama one of the Ten Hall Yama?" This was the question Zou Feng cared about the most. He wanted to know roughly how strong the King Yan tracking Zhao Feixiong was.

Zhao Feixiong shook his head. "It hasn’t come to that. At the time, I wasn’t qualified to meet the Ten Hall Yama. It was good enough that a titled King Yan personally led me into the Underworld..."

In the Yama Underworld, any Tribulation Cultivator who reached the Nascent Soul Realm could be called a King Yan. As for the prefix of this King Yan title, they could choose whatever they pleased. This type of King Yan was known as a titled King Yan.

However, fixed titles like the Ten Hall Yama represented a much higher level of existence. It was somewhat similar to how the Pinnacle Celestial Immortal Sect had no shortage of Nascent Soul Realm cultivators, but most could only become Upper Sect Elders or the heads of various peaks. To become a Direct Disciple, one had to be a special existence capable of putting a unique spin on their Celestial Tribulation when crossing it.

"According to what Brother Zhao is saying, that Angry Yama isn’t considered a particularly formidable existence—at least among the King Yans in the Underworld?" Zou Feng’s eyes couldn’t help but light up after hearing Zhao Feixiong’s explanation.

Zhao Feixiong was taken aback upon hearing this, then let out a dry laugh. "That may be true, but he is still a Great Cultivator of the Nascent Soul Realm!

"Why are you asking this, anyway..."

Before he could finish speaking, Zhao Feixiong realized what was going on upon seeing Zou Feng’s expression. His eyes immediately widened. "Wait, don’t tell me you’re planning to use me as bait to lure Angry Yama into a trap!?

"Junior brother, don’t... calm down! This matter is too outrageous!"

Zou Feng chuckled. "Just the two of us naturally wouldn’t be enough, but don’t we still have them?"

Saying this, Zou Feng stepped aside, giving Zhao Feixiong a clearer view of his five Dao Companions and the Poisonous Demon Maidens.

However, after taking a couple of glances, Zhao Feixiong’s smile only grew more awkward, even though he didn’t say anything. Out of politeness, he couldn’t quite bring himself to voice his inner complaints.

This was perfectly normal. After all, unless someone had witnessed the Xuanwu Poison Domain with their own eyes, they wouldn’t believe this thing could be used to trap and kill a typical Nascent Soul Realm Tribulation Cultivator.

But in Zou Feng’s estimation, the certainty of success was quite high. Even if they were ultimately no match, they should still be able to retreat unscathed from a Nascent Soul Realm Tribulation Cultivator.

It was worth noting that before encountering Zhao Feixiong, Zou Feng had already been considering trying to use the Xuanwu Poison Domain to trap and kill Ink Ash Abyss, who had been constantly keeping tabs on him. However, Ink Ash Abyss was rather cautious, acting as if he had to wait for Zou Feng to delve deeper into the Northern Domain before finding an opportunity to strike.

But now, there was a much better target, and he even had a powerful assistant like Zhao Feixiong.

"Brother Zhao, watch what they can do before you jump to conclusions..."

Next, Zou Feng immediately found a desolate area, stopped the Holy Lotus, and demonstrated the current Xuanwu Poison Domain to Zhao Feixiong.

Although it was merely a simple demonstration—a simplified version, at that—the shock it brought to Zhao Feixiong was not small in the slightest. Given his experience and calculation abilities, he could naturally see the feasibility of this plan.

Furthermore, their current lineup was genuinely formidable. Zou Feng, Zhu Caiwei, and himself—three cultivators at the Golden Core Realm Late Stage, all of whom were outstanding figures within their realm. With such a lineup supplemented by the Xuanwu Poison Domain, the probability of succeeding against an unprepared enemy was extremely high.

So, after pondering for a moment, Zhao Feixiong was clearly tempted. But he still had his misgivings.

The reason was simple: he wasn’t a Poison Cultivator. In terms of Compatibility, he was entirely mismatched with the Xuanwu Poison Domain. To put it bluntly, not only would Zhao Feixiong be unable to exert his original strength inside the Xuanwu Poison Domain, but he would also very likely be a hindrance.

Unexpectedly, after Zhao Feixiong voiced his concerns, Zou Feng showed he had long considered this point. "There’s no need to worry about the poison aspect. You just need to take an Antitoxic Pill I formulated beforehand. As for the dancing... Brother Zhao will have to hurry up and learn!"

Ultimately, the ultimate killer move in the Xuanwu Poison Domain was still the poison. However, there were many types of poison. Aside from those that corroded the physical body, mental pollution could equally be considered a type of poison.

The cool dancing, rousing accompaniment, and banshee-like singing were actually all methods used to enhance mental pollution. One could easily imagine how miserable the torment would be for enemies trapped in the Xuanwu Poison Domain, suffering from a dual assault on both their physical bodies and minds.

If Zhao Feixiong wanted to avoid being a hindrance and being subjected to mental pollution within the Xuanwu Poison Domain, Zou Feng’s Antitoxic Pill alone wouldn’t be enough. He also had to genuinely identify with the dancing and music of the Xuanwu Poison Domain from the bottom of his heart. Art inherently required appreciation; if one couldn’t appreciate it, then it was no different from mental pollution.

What Zou Feng had to do now was use a method akin to "brainwashing" to make Zhao Feixiong appreciate the art of the Xuanwu Poison Domain.

The first step was to teach Zhao Feixiong the Shaking Flower Hand. Once he got into the groove of shaking his hands, they would add heavily rhythmic music, followed by Lu Wu’s "banshee wailing"...

Proceeding step by step like this over the course of three days, they should be able to figure out whether Zhao Feixiong could be brainwashed and if he possessed the appropriate artistic cells.

In the beginning, Zhao Feixiong really couldn’t let go. When performing the Shaking Flower Hand, his expression was as awkward as it could get. He was, after all, a genius of the Pinnacle Celestial Immortal Sect; doing cringe-worthy dances was truly too hard for him.

But the temptation of killing Angry Yama was too great, causing Zhao Feixiong to grit his teeth and persevere.

After just one day of shaking, he started to get into the groove. He felt... it wasn’t all that unacceptable. Watching the others perform the Shaking Flower Hand and various other cringe-worthy dances afterward, Zhao Feixiong no longer felt they were that awkward.

Seeing this, Zou Feng immediately arranged for his five Dao Companions to start the background music. A variety of brainwashing divine tunes were played one after another, immersing Zhao Feixiong so deeply in the energetic songs and hot dances that he couldn’t extricate himself.

Seeing Zhao Feixiong gradually reveal an intoxicated expression as he danced, Zou Feng immediately felt reassured. Thankfully, Zhao Feixiong possessed the corresponding artistic cells and wasn’t physically incapable of accepting this kind of art.

Of course, this was also related to the benefits of succeeding in this battle.

If they could really cooperate to kill a Nascent Soul Realm Tribulation Cultivator, it wouldn’t just cause a sensation and bring them immense fame. The greatest benefit was that with this achievement, the boost in confidence when breaking through to the Nascent Soul Realm and facing their Celestial Tribulation in the future would be immeasurably massive.

Although Zou Feng didn’t need to worry about the power of the Celestial Tribulation at all, it was a literal grand tribulation for other cultivators with hopes of reaching the Nascent Soul Realm.

This was why Zhao Feixiong was willing to force himself to continue even if it meant doing cringe-worthy dances. The payoff was simply too huge; his subconscious mind would naturally brainwash itself.

After just two days like this, Zhao Feixiong’s Shaking Flower Hand already had the momentum of the student surpassing the master. He had even become completely obsessed, often stopping suddenly for no apparent reason, pointing at Zou Feng, and signaling for a Dance Battle.

Zhao Feixiong’s deadpan expression as he challenged him to a Dance Battle couldn’t help but remind Zou Feng of the cringe-dance drama Forbidden City Peak he had watched in his past life...