Chapter 383 - 200: Want to Show Off? Then I’ll Beat You Until You Howl

Chapter 383: Chapter 200: Want to Show Off? Then I’ll Beat You Until You Howl

"Unfortunately, I didn’t absorb enough blood qi. Rushing here nonstop inevitably took a toll on my spirit fetus. But it’s no matter. All of this can be healed in time."

"All in all, it went rather smoothly!"

The Spirit Fetus smiled.

"So you’re saying that on your way here, you were pursued by an Outer Saint Level expert?"

The middle-aged man in black robes frowned. "Who was it? Someone from a Grotto Heaven, or from the Red Dust World?"

"You don’t need to worry about that. I’ll personally have some fun with him later!"

The Spirit Fetus grinned. "Once my spirit fetus stabilizes and I absorb another wave of blood qi, I will fully enter the Outer Saint Realm. I’ll go find him myself then."

’The thought of grinding Chen Xuan under my heel... now that would be immensely satisfying.’

’Fourth on the Heavenly Ranking? So what?’

’You are, after all, only a man!’

’And I am a god!’

’Besides, you’re just a frog in a well. How could you possibly know how vast the world is?’

’One day, I will shatter your dreams and show you what cruel reality truly is. When that time comes, I hope you don’t cry too pathetically...’

It turned out this Spirit Fetus was indeed not the ancestor of the Tie family.

Centuries ago, they had secretly replaced the Tie family’s ancestor.

They had planted a divine seed in the Tie family ancestor’s body, carved array patterns, and then, through a special method of manipulation, introduced the remnant soul of a dying young master into him.

As a result, the Tie family ancestor, who had been gestating underground for several hundred years, became nothing more than nourishment for this remnant soul.

How pitiful. For hundreds of years, the people of the Corpse Refining Mountain had waited painstakingly, secretly feeding him all sorts of precious materials from time to time.

In the end, their feeding efforts devoured the entire Tie family.

And the Spirit Fetus’s original identity also came from the depths of darkness.

"Young Master, is there anything else you require?"

The middle-aged man in black robes continued to ask.

"Find me a few more soul-nourishing herbs."

The Spirit Fetus’s voice was filled with emotion. "This method of ’Cultivating a Spirit Fetus to Birth a New Self’ is truly profound. Right now, I can feel my Cultivation improving with every passing moment. Even without actively absorbing Heaven and Earth Primordial Qi, it’s drilling into my body on its own. Once my Cultivation is restored and I return to Longshan City, I’d like to see how many of my old enemies can still recognize me, HA HA HA..."

He roared with laughter, his voice filled with passion.

"Young Master, the fated opportunity at the Blackwater Mystic Cave is about to open up. Do you need a spot?"

The middle-aged man in black robes asked again, "If you do, we can secure one for you right now."

"Oh? The Blackwater Mystic Cave?"

The Spirit Fetus’s eyes flashed, and he began to laugh heartily again. "Excellent, excellent! I have just successfully formed my spirit fetus, and already I encounter such a worldly opportunity. The heavens are truly on my side! I really am a god, favored by destiny! The Mandate of Heaven is with me! Yin Mountain, I need one of those spots. Get it for me!"

"Yes, Young Master!"

The middle-aged man in black robes before him nodded gravely.

"After this Blackwater Mystic Cave, I’ll be able to go after that Chen Xuan again right away, heh heh heh. Fourth on the Heavenly Ranking? What a grand title!"

The Spirit Fetus grinned, becoming more and more delighted.

’It might be enough to scare an ordinary person.’

’But in his eyes...’

’...he’s just a pitiful man.’

...

「In another direction.」

Chen Xuan was also following a sense in his mind, speeding all the way toward the Dark Crossing.

The monk and the Daoist behind him followed closely, suspicion growing in their hearts.

’Has Chen Xuan really never been to the Dark Crossing before?’

’If he hasn’t, how does he know the way?’

They had originally thought Chen Xuan would have to rely on them to lead the way, but that wasn’t the case at all.

Chen Xuan’s speed was incredible. He didn’t even make a turn along the way, moving as if he were treading a familiar path.

Finally, Chen Xuan came to a stop again. He stood on a cliff, his brow furrowed as he looked ahead.

Beyond the cliff, a black mist churned violently, boundless and indistinct.

It was like a vast, surging tide.

Its end was nowhere in sight.

"This is the Dark Crossing?"

Chen Xuan asked.

"That’s right, this is the place!"

The Lice Monk said with a smile.

"The name certainly fits the scene."

Chen Xuan nodded. "So we just walk across?"

"Ahem, walking across would consume too much True Essence. It looks like black mist on the surface, but not far in, it becomes endless black water. That black water is extremely strange; it can devour one’s Cultivation. Even an Outer Saint Level expert would be utterly exhausted by the time they swam to the other side."

The Lice Monk chuckled. "That’s why there are special ferrymen here. I’ll go call one."

He walked a short distance away.

There stood a wooden post with a bronze bell hanging from it.

The Lice Monk directly rang the bell.

DANG DANG DANG DANG...

A series of urgent, yet pleasant chimes rang out.

Chen Xuan stood there, observing with curiosity.

Before long, his pupils flickered.

Sure enough, he saw a small boat being rowed out from the depths of the black mist.

A ferryman was on it, working a pair of oars.

"Three people in total. That’ll be three essence coins!"

The ferryman said lazily.

"Are you sure you want to ask me for essence coins?"

The Crooked-mouth Daoist walked right up and showed the man his face.

The ferryman jumped in fright and exclaimed, "You... why is it you? What rotten luck! Truly rotten luck!"

He hastily tried to row away.

"Don’t you move! If you dare to leave, you’ll end up just like me!"

the Crooked-mouth Daoist suddenly shouted.

The ferryman’s body froze. He shivered, a look of despair on his face, and turned back around.

"Heh, come back, come on back!"

The Crooked-mouth Daoist said with a grin.

"That’s right, much better. Come back here obediently!"

The Lice Monk also chuckled and added his comment.

The ferryman’s face immediately turned ashen.

’It’s over!’

’I ran into these two jinxes!’

’Who can save me?’

He then subconsciously looked at Chen Xuan, and the despair in his heart only deepened.