Legend of the Mythological Genes

Now, his spirit force transformed into an invisible rope once more, wrapping around the ninja’s neck. No matter where the ninja fled to, he would simply be a kite with a string attached to him. Once Feng Lin pulled the string, the ninja wouldn’t be able to go anywhere.

Feng Lin no longer wanted to play around with him. After wasting so much time fighting against this ninja, Feng Lin gradually understood the ninja’s entire repertoire. Ninjas like him could excel in assassinations and sneak attacks, but they would be extremely inferior if they fought openly in combat.

One could only say that his luck was awful for meeting Feng Lin; it was a tragedy for him. He used all his methods and techniques, but everything was useless.

A serene glow flickered in Feng Lin’s eyes; his gaze was immeasurably deep, swallowing all light.

His spirit force was unleashed to its maximum power. It formed a chain that wrapped itself around the ninja, hoisting him up in the air.

The ninja, Yamamoto Ichiro, had his eyes opened wide in terror. His fingers were bound completely, and he couldn’t try any tricks at all.

Feng Lin walked over and stared directly into his eyes. He coldly asked, “Why did you guys come into this fantasy land of demons?”

“This is a secret of our country. Do you think I will tell you the truth?” Yamamoto Ichiro gritted his teeth. He had a baleful look on his face and was prepared to die by biting his tongue.

“You think it’s so easy to die?” Feng Lin was on guard against this. These Japanese would always commit seppuku for whatever reason they wanted to. Feng Lin exerted force with his hand and grabbed his throat, rendering the ninja to be unable to bite his tongue. He couldn’t die even if he wanted to.

Bang!

Feng Lin’s palm smacked the top of the ninja’s head, causing him to faint. When he awoke, the ninja only saw finger movements before his eyes.

Yin Yang Mirror Imprint!

Feng Lin’s fingers danced in the air like butterflies flying under the moon. The formless spirit force gushed into his target’s mind, hypnotizing him.

After awakening the spirit gene and strengthening it to 6, Feng Lin’s hypnotism techniques were much stronger than before. He could silently hypnotize others and at the very least, his proficiency had reached that of a mid-grade hypnotist. Even peak-level interstellar cultivators would be affected by him.

This ninja was soon unable to resist. His consciousness sank into the boundless darkness.

“What is your group’s intentions in coming here?” Feng Lin asked again.

“Capturing shikigami, subduing the Kusanagi sword!” The ninja’s eyes were dazed as he answered.

Feng Lin’s heart stirred as he continued his questioning.

This Yamamoto Ichiro’s mental defense had already been broken through; he was helpless to resist and revealed the secrets in his heart.

Feng Lin also finally knew of their true purposes for coming here.

The Kusanagi sword was a demon sword dug out from the stomach of the Yamata no Orochi by Susanoo. Mortals couldn’t come in contact with it, or they would be put under a venomous curse. Their deaths would all be extremely miserable, and they would die without a full corpse.

The true demon sword had long since vanished in the river of time. The sword in the shrine, which was the entrance key point, was just a high-grade imitation. But it was left behind by the ancient civilizations. Even if it only had 1% of the original’s power, the might it could unleash was still unfathomable.

The demon sword in the shrine would allow one to enter a separate dimension. In this pocket world, the demons found here were the essence-extracts of all demons killed by the imitation Kusanagi sword. With it, the sword was able to form a fantasy land of demons.

The most powerful demon inside here was the world-destroying Yamata no Orochi. It was the weapon spirit of the Kusanagi sword. So if one could kill or subdue the Yamata no Orochi in this pocket world, they would become the owner of the Kusanagi sword. The owner of the sword could use the demon essence-extracts to strengthen himself. They would aid the owner in breaking through the limits of cultivation.

This point caused Feng Lin’s to stir with excitement.

Right now, he was at the grand completion phase of the interstellar cultivator realm. If he could gain the support from the demon sword, wouldn’t he be able to break through to the paragon phase? He might even be able to break through the vitality stats limit of 100 points. Although he wouldn’t be at the elite cultivator realm after that, as long as he took that half-a-step, he would break the limits of his current lifeforce and gain a partial transcendent physique.

As for making use of demonic energy, Feng Lin wasn’t worried at all.

Energy had no classification, and it could not be segregated into categories of good or evil. The nature of the humans using them would be the determinant.

As interstellar cultivators, such energy merely played a supporting role. If their minds were controlled by this energy, wouldn’t the cultivator be nothing but a joke?:

“What are shikigami? How can you control them?” Feng Lin asked.

Yamamoto Ichiro answered honestly, not concealing anything.

So it turned out that the Japanese knew the genetic formula of a certain mythological path. This mythological path was known as the Onmyoji Mythological Path. The one walking on this path would then be able to awaken the Onmyouji Gene and refine the demons they killed for their own usages: future summons or to strengthen themselves.

The genetic formula of the Onmyoji Gene was also divulged.

Onmyoji Gene = Mental Gene x8 + Minor Ghost Gene x6 + Minor Demon Gene x6

“You are just a ninja. You have not awakened the shikigami gene yet, so how can you capture them?” Feng Lin asked.

The ninja answered with nothing reserved.

So it turned out that those who walked on this Onmyoji Mythological Path were able to use their own energy to create certain items and treasures that would allow them to subdue ghosts and demons.

However, there was a huge limitation to this. One item could only subdue one entity. Only true onmyouji would have no limitations on the number of subdued spirits, as long as they had sufficient mental energy.

Next, Feng Lin got the ninja to reveal the treasure he created. It was a purple-colored gourd with mysterious runes inscribed on its surface. There were other mysterious tools too. For example, that black-colored concealment cloth, a painted skin that could allow one to change their appearance, smoke bomb, etc. There were many items with strange effects.

“After entering the fantasy land of demons, we would be randomly teleported all around. How are you guys planning to kill the Yamata no Orochi?” Feng Lin asked.

“The power of the Yamata no Orochi is too terrifying, and it’s very difficult to kill it head-on. Hence, after we entered and teleported to different locations in Izumo Country, we will first subdue other powerful demons as our shikigamis. After that, we will pool our strengths together along with the shikigamis we subdued and fight the great serpent. This is a plan made by an elder; thus, the success rate of this plan is the greatest!” Yamamoto Ichiro replied with no spirit in his eyes.

“Oh.” Feng Lin then asked the crucial question. “Tell me about the abilities of your teammates.”

Yamamoto Ichiro couldn’t resist and completely revealed the abilities of his fellow comrades.

“Among us, Fuuma Taro is the strongest in terms of combat. He is walking on the Wind Demon Mythological Path inherited by the Fuuma Clan through the generations. He has already awakened a variation-grade primeval gene, the Windsword Gene, and strengthened it to 7 points. Basically, any gusts of wind in the surroundings can be used by him to unleash his Windslaying Swordplay. As for Tanaka Keisuke, he awakened a high-grade primeval gene named the Fire Ghost Gene and has strengthened it to 4 points. He can transform into a fire ghost and control both fire and ghost-type energy. As for Matsumoto Mayama, he awakened a high-grade primeval gene named the Earthquake Gene. He can control the pulse of the great earth…”

As expected of the elites from Japan!

Feng Lin discovered that the primeval genes these guys awakened were all at the high-grade and above.

“What about the goddess?” He couldn’t help but be curious. This ninja spoke for so long, but he didn’t mention anything about that demonic-looking beauty at all. “What sort of mythological path is she walking on?”

A look of struggle could be seen on Yamamoto Ichiro’s face. He stuttered as he spoke, “She is the scion of the Great God Amaterasu. She walks on the Amaterasu Mythological Path, and her abilities are…hehehe…”

As he spoke, his throat suddenly choked and he couldn’t say anything more.

Feng Lin glanced over in surprise only to see the ninja bleeding from his seven apertures before suddenly dying.

Clearly, his body was modified. Once he leaked something he wasn’t authorized to talk about, he would die instantly.

Although he didn’t obtain any secrets regarding the goddess, Feng Lin already understood many things.

Given his level of understanding toward japanese mythology, he might even be superior compared to these people. Just from knowing which mythological path the goddess was on, Feng Lin could already deduce many things.