Chapter 106: A Bountiful Harvest! Greedy Desires! The Truth Amid the Mist?

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“Sealed and catalogued a low-level tiger demon. Reward: twenty days of cultivation power.”

“Sealed and catalogued a low-level lesser ghost. Reward: fifteen days of cultivation power.”

“Sealed and catalogued a low-level lesser ghost. Reward: ten days of cultivation power.”

“Sealed and catalogued a crippled low-level demon. Reward: one day of cultivation power.”

…

Lin Yi looked at the low-level demon, then kicked the spot where it had vanished.

Damn it, one day of cultivation power? What use was killing you?!

You’ve wasted my cultivation energy!

…

“Sealed and catalogued a low-level vengeful ghost. Reward: one lower-grade Yellow Rank Nightmare Talisman. (Note: Causes the target living being to suffer nightmares for twelve hours.)”

“Sealed and catalogued a low-level demon. Reward: fifteen days of cultivation power.”

“Sealed and catalogued a ghost child. Reward: one lower-grade Yellow Rank single-use Fireball Talisman. (Note: Burns the target instantly and is difficult to evade.)”

“Sealed and catalogued a crippled tiger demon. Reward: the middle-grade Yellow Rank fist technique, Tiger Soul Fist.”

“Sealed and catalogued a Nightmare Serpent. Reward: three middle-grade Mysterious Rank Dream-Entering Talismans. (Note: The target living being’s strength must not exceed the Mysterious Rank.)”

“Sealed and catalogued the low-level vengeful ghost Thousand-Eyed Ghost. Reward: ten lower-grade Yellow Rank Unauspicious Energy Stones.”

“Sealed and catalogued a low-level cat demon. Reward: the lower-grade Yellow Rank Beast Speech technique.”

“Sealed and catalogued the low-level lesser demon Black Python King. Reward: one hundred days of cultivation power.”

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One lower-grade Yellow Rank Nightmare Talisman, one lower-grade Yellow Rank single-use Fireball Talisman, ten lower-grade Yellow Rank Unauspicious Energy Stones, the lower-grade Yellow Rank Beast Speech technique, the middle-grade Yellow Rank Tiger Soul Fist…

It had exploded!

Completely exploded!

This was the most satisfying day Lin Yi had ever had plucking wool from the sheep.

It was like suffering from constipation for ages, then suddenly getting the urge and emptying his bowels in one glorious rush. That was the kind of bliss he felt.

Although some of the lesser ghosts had offered pitifully small rewards—merely increasing his cultivation power by a single day, which left Lin Yi utterly speechless—there were still plenty of excellent treasures among them. He felt as though he had struck a treasure trove within a treasure trove.

Apart from the cultivation power he had gained, what pleased him most were the various tangible items listed above.

Most of them were only Yellow Rank, but Tiger Soul Fist and Beast Speech had made Lin Yi happier than he could say.

After killing the Black Python King, the hundred days of cultivation power had also left his entire body feeling indescribably comfortable.

Multicolored lights continued flashing without pause.

All the demons, monsters, and ghosts he had killed were sealed and catalogued within the Scripture of Slaying Gods.

Streams of ominous energy rapidly vanished. Lin Yi could sense that all of it was being drawn into the Scripture of Slaying Gods.

Although the Scripture of Slaying Gods had supplied him with many fine rewards this time, it had clearly benefited greatly as well.

“It’s a pity that the Scripture of Slaying Gods has never taken the initiative to absorb anything. Otherwise, wiping out these demons, monsters, and ghosts would be as easy as child’s play.”

“With one gulp, the Scripture of Slaying Gods could swallow every demon, monster, and ghost here… By then, its power would surely grow tremendously.”

Lin Yi thought to himself.

“Wait… Hold on… I overlooked something. The Scripture of Slaying Gods also registered the crippled pocket dimension formed by the barrier. Doesn’t that mean I can transfer the true source of energy within this crippled barrier-space—the control authority that Zhao Qilin of the Corpse Refiners wants to obtain—to myself? If I do that, what kind of reward will the Scripture of Slaying Gods give me?”

“I’ll essentially be feeding a treasure of Earth Rank into the Scripture of Slaying Gods. No matter what, the reward it gives me ought to be something of Heaven Rank, right? Now that its rewards are becoming scarcer and most of them are Yellow Rank items, can it really afford to shortchange me after I pull off something like this?”

Lin Yi’s eyes shone brilliantly, bright as daylight.

They were simply dazzling.

Like a hall ablaze with lamps.

In that gloomy little dimension, the sight was downright terrifying.

A surge of excitement erupted in Lin Yi’s heart. The moment the thought appeared, he could no longer suppress it.

He knew perfectly well that when Zhao Qilin of the Corpse Refining clan had first entered the crippled barrier-space carrying the Demon King Pearl, he must have already been at least at the pinnacle of the Grandmaster realm.

That had been nearly half a year ago.

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Because in the memories of the Human-Faced Spider, Zhao Qilin had once mentioned that mountain peaks had appeared within thirty-three regions of mist.

That had happened half a year earlier.

Nearly six months had passed since then. Who knew how terrifyingly powerful Zhao Qilin had become by now?

But Lin Yi still could not resist.

The potential gains were simply too great.

The moment the thought surfaced, even Lin Yi felt that he was committing an outrage against the natural order.

He would be snatching meat from the mouth of that old monster Zhao Qilin—dancing on the edge of a blade, whirling through flames.

Yet if he succeeded, the benefits would be obvious.

The Nightmare Talisman, the Unauspicious Energy Stones, the single-use Fireball Talisman… Aside from cultivation techniques, these were all treasures he had obtained this time.

Adding in the items he already possessed—sarira relics, the Fierce Tiger Ghost-Head Saber, and so on—perhaps he really could swallow a whale as a minnow, or stir rivers and seas as a tiny crab!

Seeing that much of the surrounding area had already been cleared, Lin Yi seized the moment and advanced once more.

Opportunities to pluck wool vanished in the blink of an eye. Since he was already enjoying himself so much, he might as well keep enjoying it!

The matters in his original plan could wait until later.

At that moment, the energy within Lin Yi’s body had not diminished in the slightest. On the contrary, after killing so many demons, monsters, and ghosts, he had gained vast quantities of cultivation energy, and his strength had surged dramatically.

Lin Yi had the feeling that if his cultivation energy increased several more times, he would be able to become a Grandmaster completely—entering the Dao through martial cultivation alone.

“Uh…”

Zhang Xu, who had been following behind Lin Yi all along, felt that his entire worldview had been shattered.

Was Lin Yi really this ferocious?

The demons, monsters, and ghosts densely packed all around them had been wiped out by more than half in the blink of an eye. What was more, Lin Yi’s aura seemed even more formidable than before.

There was actually such a way to fight?

If Zhang Xu killed even one demon or ghost, he would probably be exhausted and weakened to the point of collapse. Yet look at Lin Yi: he had only grown more spirited, as though not even the slightest bit of his strength had been shaken.

Just how vast was the cultivation energy within Lin Yi’s body?

It was probably equivalent to the combined cultivation energy of more than a dozen people his age.

How could he not cling to such a powerful ally? If not now, then when?

Zhang Xu brandished his steel saber and gritted his teeth, forcefully suppressing the fear in his heart. He strode forward, intending to help Lin Yi cut down a few of the weaker demons and monsters.

Lin Yi was just preparing to charge out when he saw Zhang Xu getting ready to attack. His expression changed at once.

“Brother Zhang Xu, don’t do it. Relax and leave everything to me!”

Those words broke through Zhang Xu’s defenses completely.

Young Brother Lin Yi was too kind. He would rather shoulder more of the burden himself than let Zhang Xu help; all he asked was that Zhang Xu protect himself. Zhang Xu was so moved that he nearly burst into tears.

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Lin Yi continued charging forward.

At that moment, the Unauspicious Energy Stone in his hand could no longer conceal the intensely yang energy radiating from his body under the operation of the Great Grotto True Scripture.

Lin Yi seemed like the sun shining amid a galaxy of stars.

The small Unauspicious Energy Stone was no longer sufficient.

Lin Yi could clearly sense that the ominous energy within the small stone could not conceal him. As a result, many of the demons and monsters that had been moving forward numbly began emitting oily green light from their eyes as they fixed their gazes on him.

After a brief thought, Lin Yi quickly took one of the ten lower-grade Yellow Rank Unauspicious Energy Stones he had just obtained.

The moment he took it out, Lin Yi felt that the Unauspicious Energy Stones produced by the paper effigy-making clan’s Central Plains Tang family were truly pathetic.

He wondered whether the Unauspicious Energy Stones that had appeared in the Demon Prison could compare with the one in his hand.

Anything produced by the Scripture of Slaying Gods was bound to be exquisite.

As soon as the Unauspicious Energy Stone rested in Lin Yi’s hand, layer upon layer of black mist spread across it. Ominous energy poured forth, enveloping his entire body.

In an instant, Lin Yi seemed to become invisible.

The demons and monsters that had been staring at him with dull eyes now all wore bewildered expressions.

Soon, they paid him no further attention and continued walking toward the central location—the source of energy within the crippled barrier-space.

Lin Yi could not help laughing.

He was practically like a tiger that had grown wings.

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Without another word, Lin Yi continued forward.

In the next instant, he drove his fist into the comb of a huge rooster demon.

The rooster demon shattered, transforming into streams of ominous energy. Multicolored lights flashed as it was sealed and catalogued by the Scripture of Slaying Gods.

The entirety of the rooster demon’s life and memories also flowed continuously into Lin Yi’s mind.

At first, there was nothing in the rooster demon’s memories that caused Lin Yi any intense emotional reaction.

But then he noticed a detail.

Although the rooster demon was relatively weak—probably possessing only around six thousand energy points, making it a Grade A demon, monster, or ghost—its memories unexpectedly contained scenes that Lin Yi recognized.

Those scenes were nearly identical to the memories that had appeared when he killed Lady Huang Jiu’s ghost-demon avatar.

In fact, they were astonishingly similar.

Within those scenes were many men and women dressed in ancient garments. They belonged to various races, and there were even a few with golden hair and blue eyes, though they were a small minority and had been enslaved even more brutally.

In that stretch of memory, the people dressed in ancient clothing lived simple lives, men farming while women wove. There was no trace of modern technology.

The houses they lived in were still constructed by stacking stones together.

Their scientific development was practically nonexistent.

This rooster demon had lived for only one hundred and sixty-three years.

During its brief demon life, it had spent more than a century in a great mountain.

The people living near that mountain had lived in precisely such an environment.

And the mountain itself looked strikingly similar to the peaks that had emerged from the thirty-three mist regions.

After Lady Huang Jiu’s ghost-demon avatar had been killed, Lin Yi had seen these same scenes in his mind and learned that they were part of her memories.

The rooster demon’s memories and Lady Huang Jiu’s memories were almost exactly the same.

There was even a scene in the rooster demon’s mind from when it was about to leave one of the countless mountains in that endless, undulating range.

In that place, countless human beings were confined to a single region, where they experienced birth, aging, sickness, and death, living in perpetual terror.

Because countless demons, monsters, and ghosts surrounded them.

Those demons, monsters, and ghosts kept the humans like livestock. Whenever they grew hungry, they ate them.

The rooster demon itself had eaten human flesh many times.

Moreover, the memories of the rooster demon included the name Lady Huang Jiu among certain demons and monsters.

This meant that Lady Huang Jiu herself—or one of her avatars—had lived there.

She had lived there alongside the rooster demon.

The rooster demon had escaped from one of the mountains rising amid that endless range.

That place was one of the thirty-three mist regions.

Lin Yi was thunderstruck. The more he thought about it, the more shaken he became.

A thought gradually took shape in his mind.

Could it be that among the ninety-nine mountain-and-mist regions that had appeared ten years ago, each of the thirty-three regions where mountains had emerged half a year ago contained an ancient world?

The moment this thought arose, Lin Yi felt the hair on his scalp prickle.

If that was truly the case, then the location of Lady Huang Jiu—or her avatar—could be determined. She was in one of the thirty-three mist regions where mountain peaks had already emerged.

Many of the scenes contained in the memories transmitted to Lin Yi by Lady Huang Jiu’s ghost-demon avatar had taken place there.

It turned out that the ancient scenes in Lady Huang Jiu’s memories did not exist merely because she had cultivated for more than a thousand years and lived for more than a thousand years.

Rather, the place where Lady Huang Jiu currently lived was one of the thirty-three mist regions where the mountains had emerged.

There was an entire world there. The people still wore ancient clothing. They were penned in and enslaved.

It was like antiquity.

Only, it was antiquity in a version of hell—a time when life was worse than death.

Lin Yi knew that his theory might very well be true.

And if it was, then if the red mist continued to spread and mountains emerged from the other mist regions as well… It might even be as the beautiful news anchor Jiang Bingbing had said during her livestream a few days earlier: because the red mist was spreading, even though it had not yet reached the entire world, it had already spread to the areas surrounding the mist regions.

Those places had already fallen.

One could well imagine how many demons, monsters, and ghosts had broken out from the fallen regions.

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