Chapter 291 - 282: Nine Spirits Filth Loading Technique, Longqiu

Chapter 291: Chapter 282: Nine Spirits Filth Loading Technique, Longqiu

The map Gu Shouyu was referring to was, of course, the one Wen Zhiqiu had given to Fu Juemin. It was said to be a treasure map that recorded the location of the former Qianming Emperor’s Armory, which held the secret to longevity.

Fu Juemin hadn’t paid the map any mind at all.

Emperor Qianming himself had failed to achieve longevity, and had even lost his great empire because of it. A so-called longevity treasure sounded like a joke no matter how you looked at it.

He was, however, somewhat interested in the Qianming Armory.

The map had two sides. One side was a route map to the treasure.

The other side was densely covered in Sanskrit!

Fu Juemin couldn’t read it, so he had tossed the map to Gu Shouyu to study.

He hadn’t expected to see results so quickly.

Gu Shouyu took the map out of his canvas bag in front of Fu Juemin, spread out the notes in his hand, and then looked up to speak to him.

"Luckily, Jigu Garden has a Sanskrit dictionary. I pulled a few all-nighters and finally managed to understand a little of it..."

Gu Shouyu first flipped the map to the treasure side with the route, pointed to a small dot on it, and said, "The place names marked on here are also in Sanskrit. I’ve checked the relevant materials and confirmed that the treasure should be somewhere in the Xunyang Kuang Mountain area..."

"Kuang Mountain?"

Fu Juemin frowned slightly.

"It’s what is now Jiujiang, where Lu Mountain is located."

"Is it on our way?"

Fu Juemin looked up at Cao Tian, who was standing beside him.

Cao Tian shook his head. "I’m afraid it would be a very long detour."

"Then we won’t go for now."

Fu Juemin’s gaze returned to Gu Shouyu. "Tell me about the other side," he said calmly.

"Oh, right."

Gu Shouyu quickly flipped the map over, revealing the densely packed, fly-head-sized script on the back, interspersed with some strange, incomprehensible patterns.

"On here, it describes a technique called..."

RUSTLE—

Gu Shouyu quickly flipped through his notes, stopping at a certain page. He read out, word for word, "An evil cultivation technique: the *Nine Spirits Filth Loading Technique*."

"*Nine Spirits Filth Loading Technique*..."

Fu Juemin’s eyes glinted. "An esoteric cultivation technique?"

The ritual of ’viscera installation’ is an extremely important ceremony in Buddhism.

It refers to the process of placing sacred objects symbolizing internal organs and consciousness into a newly sculpted statue of a Buddha, thereby imbuing it with life force and making it a vessel for the blessings of a Buddha or deity.

This ceremony is most often seen in the traditions of Esoteric Buddhism.

Fu Juemin was well-versed in Buddhist scriptures and knew a little about the subject.

"Why do you call it an evil cultivation technique?"

Fu Juemin asked.

Gu Shouyu’s expression immediately became complicated.

He picked up the map from the suitcase and said to Fu Juemin, "Did you inspect this thing carefully before you gave it to me?"

Fu Juemin slowly shook his head.

After getting the map, he had only glanced through it a couple of times. When he found he couldn’t understand it, he had someone give it directly to Gu Shouyu.

At the time, he had been busy arranging for people to bomb the consulate in the Concession and lure the Centipede Spirit to attack Luo Zhengxiong’s lair.

"This thing is a piece of Demon Hide!"

Gu Shouyu shook the map and sighed. "This *Nine Spirits Filth Loading Technique*... its general content is about how to select the internal organs of nine types of Demon Fiends and transplant them into a human body! A truly bizarre method!

Many of the rituals and methods involved... I’ve only deciphered fragments, and just reading them sends a chill down my spine."

Gu Shouyu closed his notebook, let out a heavy breath, and cursed under his breath, "It’s too cruel, too inhumane. It’s the work of a beast, absolutely appalling..."

Fu Juemin casually picked up the map, his expression calm as he slowly scanned the tiny Sanskrit characters on it.

He truly hadn’t noticed that the map was made of Demon Hide. The hide was so old that it no longer had the slightest trace of a demonic aura. But even if he had noticed, he probably wouldn’t have cared.

After all, Shen Yijun had mentioned to him that in the circles of the previous dynasty, raising and worshiping Demons was fashionable. If those at the bottom were doing it, it was hardly surprising that those at the very top would use Demon Hide to draw maps and carve text.

’*Nine Spirits Filth Loading Technique*... Could this be the so-called Longevity Secret Skill of Emperor Qianming?’

Fu Juemin’s brow furrowed. The more he thought about it, the more likely it seemed.

Emperor Qianming had been obsessed with Cultivation. After failing to achieve immortality, it would have been perfectly normal for him to turn to the demonic and heretical paths.

That Yu Zhonggui from the Toad Palace... he was most likely looking for this very thing...

"Thank you for your hard work, Director Gu. Please continue deciphering it."

Fu Juemin pondered for a moment, then tossed the map back to Gu Shouyu. He then instructed Cao Tian, who was standing to the side, "Help Director Gu move his things to another compartment. You don’t need to stand guard here anymore. Just look after him."

Cao Tian nodded, hoisted the two suitcases from the floor, and led Gu Shouyu out.

After the two had left, Fu Juemin tapped his knuckles lightly on the tabletop and murmured, "Demon Capital..."

Then he slowly shook his head and casually picked up the coffee in front of him.

The coffee had grown a bit cold. Fu Juemin gently rubbed the side of the cup with his fingertips. As wisps of orange-red light flowed out, the cup soon began to emit a steamy, fragrant aroma again.

The Perfection Realm of the *Pharmacist Skill* had raised Fu Juemin’s level of control by a large margin.

His Consciousness had grown, and his Martial Dao had likely broken through "Outer Sensing" to advance to "Inner Sensing."

Now, within a certain range, he could clearly sense the presence of all living things without activating [Yao Ling]—from creatures as large as humans to those as small as rats and cockroaches.

It was just that he hadn’t deliberately sought out a weapon to bond with, so he hadn’t mastered an ability like "Man and Weapon Integration." Nor had he fused the aura of a place into his fists and feet, so he hadn’t developed any "Momentum."

However, he now understood that the "Perception tempering and Consciousness excavation" pursued in the Gratitude Sensing Realm was linked to the [Life] Attribute. From now on, he just needed to keep adding points to [Life].

For the *Pharmacist Skill*, advancing from Entry Level to Minor Success had cost 1 Skill Point per level. Great Success had increased that to 2 points. And reaching the Perfection Realm had cost Fu Juemin a full 4 Skill Points.

As a result, he now only had 2 Skill Points left. If he wanted to bring his *Dragon Elephant Skill* to the Perfection Realm as well, he would have to keep saving up.

After finishing his coffee, Fu Juemin gazed at the scenery outside the window and casually picked up an apple from the fruit bowl on the table.

CRACK-CRACK—

A series of sharp cracks echoed from his wrist. Immediately after, a pale, narrow, slightly curved, and serrated Bone Blade grew from under the flesh of his right hand, extending from the edge of his palm to near his elbow.

With a calm expression, Fu Juemin used this Bone Blade to peel the apple in his left hand. After finishing one, he started on a second....

This was the new effect of his [Soft Bone] Talent Ability, which had evolved somewhat after he devoured Luo Zhengxiong’s Demon Soul.

The original [Soft Bone] could only work internally, amplifying the force he generated. Now, it could extend outside his body to be used as a weapon.

Combined with Fu Juemin’s current physique and bone strength, the sharpness and hardness of this Bone Blade were quite considerable.

It was at least much stronger than the modified Western gentleman he had killed, who could also extend bone blades from both his hands.

Reaching Perfection in the *Pharmacist Skill* had refilled his "Innate Primordial Liquid" in one go, with several times the original amount to spare. This gave Fu Juemin an urgent desire to test the full effects of [Hundred-legged Fire Walk], experiment with constructing a "New Demon Body", and see the practical combat effectiveness of the *Five Aggregates Profound Slaughter Technique* at the Great Success realm now that he had gathered four of the Five Phases....

Oh, and after the Centipede Spirit at Friend Mountain had been killed, he had broken off two of its poison fangs before leaving. He’d kept them in his trunk and hadn’t used them yet.

Fu Juemin’s mind was now brimming with too many inspirations and ideas that he needed to test and verify one by one.

But trapped on a slow-moving, green-skinned train, he could only spend his days patiently... passing the tedious time by peeling apples with his Demon Bone Blade, practicing his fine control in the process.

The trains of this era were simply too slow.

After seven full days on the train, they had covered less than half the journey. But there was good news—Fu Juemin’s group could finally get off.

...

「Jiadong Province, Longqiu County.」

At Longqiu Station, a tall, stylishly dressed young woman stood on the bustling platform, craning her neck in anticipation as she looked in one direction.

The woman was very beautiful, with fair skin and delicate features. She wore a wide-brimmed sun hat, and large pearl earrings dangled from both ears, making her appear all the more radiant and captivating.

Everyone who passed by couldn’t help but glance at her, though they only dared to steal a look and didn’t approach—mainly because she was flanked by five or six grim-faced men in black, each with a heavy, black box-style pistol tucked into his belt.

WHOO-WHOO—

The train pulled into the station and slowly came to a stop.

The woman on the platform seemed unable to wait any longer. With a word to her men, she hurried toward the front of the train.

The men in black at her side also picked up the various pieces of luggage and quickened their pace to follow.

Longqiu was a major station, and quite a few passengers were disembarking here.

Once the train had stopped completely, passengers poured from the cars like a tide, and for a moment the platform was swarming with people, becoming quite crowded.

Two of the men in black cleared a path in front, and the beautiful woman’s group moved slowly against the flow of the crowd.

Suddenly, a slight commotion arose behind her. The beautiful woman turned to look, her delicate brows knitting slightly, and saw that someone had accidentally bumped into one of the men carrying her luggage.

The collision had knocked open one of her small leather suitcases, scattering the jewelry and cosmetics inside all over the ground.

"I’m sorry, so sorry!"

The other party was a young man and woman, who looked to be a couple.

The girl who had caused the trouble looked to be about the same age as the beautiful woman. Dressed like a student, she stood there flustered, apologizing profusely.

Her suitcase had also been knocked open, spilling clothes and books onto the ground.

The beautiful woman frowned at the mess on the ground, then glanced back toward the first-class cars at the front of the train where people were disembarking. After a moment’s thought, she spoke quickly to one of the men in black beside her: "Help me pick up my things. Don’t give them too hard a time..."

With that, she hurriedly continued leading her men forward.

....