Chapter 313 - 310: The Demonic Grimoire of the Seven Sins’ Manifestation

Chapter 313: Chapter 310: The Demonic Grimoire of the Seven Sins’ Manifestation

"You founded the Pure Heart Studio?"

Staring at the Sixth Transformation True Monarch before him, Fang Can asked, his face a mask of shock.

"Of course. If you can’t change yourself, you can only change the world around you."

"I specifically created a Fifth Turn Dual Cultivation Technique. Then, I had my disciples use it with influential figures from the outside world to change the environment of the Martial Dao."

"But from what I’ve seen in your memories, after I died, those women from the Pure Heart Studio actually came up with that one-way plundering ’Great Pleasure Bodhisattva Heart Sutra.’ They were cutting off their own path! They couldn’t even tell the difference between one good meal and a lifetime of feasts."

Ying Han shook her head as she walked, her nonchalant tone leaving Fang Can speechless. He couldn’t believe he’d ended up in the tomb of the Joyous Union Ancestor.

"I’m telling you all this because I hope you can recognize your own heart. You’re clearly greedy and lecherous, and suppressing it is killing you. Why do you insist on holding yourself back?"

"You’ve never taken the initiative in your relationships. Which one of the women in your ’harem’ did you actively seduce? You always wait for them to force the issue."

"You really are putting on an act, pretending to be so noble when you only ever think about yourself," Ying Han said, a look of disgust on her face.

As she spoke, she loosened her delicate hand. The golden chain that had been pulled out of Fang Can shot back into his body. She then raised her hand and tossed a sheet of ancient, rune-covered parchment to the young man.

Fang Can caught it and asked, "What is this?"

"A Seventh Turn Sacrificial Artifact, the Wordless Celestial Book. It can only be used once per person. Each Martial Artist can comprehend a Cultivation Technique from it that is perfectly suited to them, based on their capacity, aptitude, and experience."

"It was the fight over this Wordless Celestial Book that led to my death in battle. Now, only a remnant of my soul remains."

Ying Han shook her head. "This is one of the two great gifts I’m giving you. In return, you must resurrect me within a hundred years."

"Two? What’s the other one?" Fang Can pressed.

"You’ll find out soon enough. Time is short. Use the Wordless Celestial Book now, before it’s too late." A meaningful smile appeared on Ying Han’s face.

Looking at the stunningly beautiful woman with her mischievous intentions, Fang Can looked up and said solemnly,

"True Monarch, I came in here with a senior. When I came, I accepted her invitation. Why don’t we give this Wordless Celestial Book to her? It would be a good way to repay her kindness."

"Besides, I’m confident I can transcend the limits of the Martial Dao in the future. This Seventh Turn Cultivation Technique would just be icing on the cake for me. If you give it to her, I still promise to resurrect you."

"Tsk!"

Watching the two of them being so considerate of each other, Ying Han felt like she was watching some sickeningly sweet couple. ’How embarrassing for me,’ she thought.

"Liu Qingmeng *is* the great gift I mentioned. By my arrangement, she’s already preparing to break through to the Fifth Turn."

Ying Han said disdainfully, "I told you to use it, so use it. I can’t stand self-righteous men like you. You make me look like the bad guy for no reason."

With Ying Han’s assurance, Fang Can picked up the parchment scroll and slowly unfurled it before his eyes.

As he did, the ancient parchment in his hands suddenly began to glow with starlight.

The moment he fully opened the Wordless Celestial Book, billions of profound runes broke free from the page like living creatures, weaving into a galactic vortex within his eyes.

His pupils reflected the swirling river of runes, and he discovered that each character was composed of countless miniature phantoms of the Martial Dao.

They were the accumulated insights of an astronomical number of Martial Artists from across the galaxy as they practiced their arts.

The comprehensions of this astronomical number of Martial Artists became a forge, using pure big data to smelt a custom-made Cultivation Technique exclusively for Fang Can.

When these lights and shadows touched the center of the young man’s brow, they suddenly transformed into liquid gold light and poured into his sea of consciousness.

He felt his memories being dissected by some immense power: the nonchalance of facing the geniuses of various nations in the Grand Tournament, the composure he felt when his body was separated on Carnival Day, the suppression he endured when fighting a Fourth Turn expert...

His past experiences now transformed into a crimson torrent, violently colliding and merging with the countless lights and shadows.

Under the scouring of the torrent and the lights, the rune-covered Wordless Celestial Book began to disintegrate inch by inch, the parchment scroll dissolving into a sky full of paper fragments.

Ying Han watched with great interest as ethereal, shifting phenomena appeared around the young man.

Yin Spirit Curse, Heaven-Supporting Skill, Great Sun Undying Demon Body, Reversal of Fortune, Golden Lock of the Consciousness Sea, Sun in the Sea of Heart...

All his past experiences with Cultivation Techniques were being used as profiling tools.

As the two forces collided madly, the fragments of the Wordless Celestial Book suddenly erupted with a gray light, like that of primordial chaos at the dawn of creation.

Then, as if time were reversing, the scattered paper fragments reassembled into a new form.

Finally, flowing, blood-red seal script appeared on the parchment: "The Demonic Canon of the Seven Manifested Sins." 𝒻𝘳ℯℯ𝑤ℯ𝒷𝘯ℴ𝓋ℯ𝘭.𝑐ℴ𝑚

The opening summary of the Cultivation Technique read, "Seven emotions temper the bones, saint and demon forge the soul." Every single word stirred a clap of thunder in Fang Can’s Spirit Platform—this was a heaven-defying technique that directly confronted human desire, using the mortal world itself as a crucible.

Seeing the young man staring blankly at the true essence of the Cultivation Technique, Ying Han’s lips curved into a playful smile.

"See? Even the Wordless Celestial Book acknowledges the demonic nature in your bones."

Ignoring the glib, mocking woman beside him, Fang Can stared at the technique on the parchment scroll, committing every single word to memory.

This "Demonic Canon of the Seven Manifested Sins" was truly a heretical technique not seen in an age. Even if Fang Can’s own id were to manifest it from his imagination, it would take billions of years to create.

The Cultivation Technique proposed that seven great sins lie dormant in the human heart, representing the darkest side of the human psyche.

They were: "Pride, Envy, Wrath, Sloth, Greed, Gluttony, and Lust!"

These seven were humanity’s underlying original sins. They could never be eradicated, but they were also the reason life constantly strived forward.

Humanity is both corrupted by these seven original sins and relies on them to constantly progress.

Therefore, one who can control the seven sins is a true saint, while one who succumbs to them is a true demon.

The seven sins act as a divider, like yin and yang. To the left is sainthood, to the right, demonhood. A single thought can make one a buddha or a demon.

But most people languish in the middle, becoming a murky gray.

But a heart-focused Martial Dao requires one to walk the extremes. The more intense a person’s emotions, the greater their corresponding aptitude.

Thus, this Cultivation Technique worked by madly stimulating a person’s desires, transforming the seven sins into seven gates within the body, and using that frantic desire to release one’s innate power in the most frenzied way possible.

For every sin one breaks through, their Realm will rise by one Turn.

Until finally, upon breaking through all seven gates, one’s Realm would reach the Eighth Turn, becoming a perfect being who is both saint and demon.

’An evil technique... An absolutely evil technique...’ Fang Can judged in his heart.

Because once you began cultivating this technique, you could not stop. You either conquered your desires and reached the Eighth Turn, or you became a slave to the seven sins until you were reduced to tribulation ash.

He let out a long breath. Having memorized the entire Cultivation Technique, Fang Can had no plans to practice it for the time being.

Just then, a cheerful voice sounded in his ear.

A cryptic smile on her face, Ying Han said, "By my calculations, it’s about time. Liu Qingmeng used a Desire Sea Fire Pill to break through to the Fifth Turn. She must be about to lose control by now."

"This... is the second great gift you’re giving me?"

"What are you talking about?" Fang Can looked up, and then he suddenly felt a powerful connection—it was the telepathic link formed when one breaks through to the Fifth Turn.