Chapter 702: Taiyin in Misalignment (An extra chapter for the alliance leader 'Cramping Night'!)

Chen San is an ordinary villager in Chen Jia Cun.

In his youth, he practiced a few styles of fist techniques and once traveled through several mortal cities, accumulating some wealth; after returning to his hometown, he was able to set up a house and dozens of acres of fertile land, his family circumstances were well-off, and he was envied by many villagers.

But he knew that his life would just be like this.

As a subject of Great Gan, he had seen more and desired more than other villagers.

For example... he knew that "immortals" truly existed, and he had even personally seen immortals take action a few times.

Alas... cultivating immortality requires a Spirit Root, and he happened to have no Spirit Root!

"Haha... the Mysterious Female Gate! The Mysterious Female Gate! I have attained enlightenment... I have attained enlightenment!"

Because upon that crimson Taiyin Star, he seemed to see again... a tree?!

Those branches, which seemed to be composed of flesh and blood, also resembled human arms, and were constantly extending out of the range of the Taiyin Star...

"The root... of heaven and earth."

Time rewinds to last night.

Chen San was so frightened that his face turned pale.

"Do not look at the Taiyin Star in the sky... there is a heart demon at work; which fellow Daoist has a Cleansing Heart Talisman or a treasure to remove heart demons?"

In reality, Spirituality and Spirit Qi are not the same thing at all.

That voice was saying:

Because that silver-plate-like full moon had suddenly been stained with a layer of crimson!

This crimson was bright and dripping, making him inexplicably associate it with delicious food, and his throat swallowed saliva involuntarily...

"... is for... the Mysterious Female..."

Qianyang City.

All things born in heaven and earth can pursue the Tao!

No, it is the Tao that is pursuing people!

Sounds of wailing like wild beasts suddenly appeared everywhere in this immortal-cultivating city.

Suddenly...

Even though he only heard a few sentences, those characters and their arrangement seemed to carry infinite meaning; every time he went to understand or interpret them... a brand-new scripture would be born.

Chen San's wife and son woke up in the morning and smelled an alluring fragrance.

"Where is the City Guard Army? Where have the law-enforcement cultivators gone?"

The female cultivator inside is said to have a background in the Demonic Dao and is extremely skilled in various arts of dual cultivation, which can make male cultivators feel as if they are ascending to the nine heavens.

Qianyang City was in chaos; everywhere there were cultivators falling into the Demonic path, killing people crazily, and even transforming into strange objects!

The law-enforcement cultivators were like moths to a flame, and some were even going mad themselves.

Chen San's son was jumping for joy...

In Chen San's ears, hazy whispers seemed to echo.

"Damn it... the Cleansing Heart Incantation is useless!"

This completely blocked his path to seeking immortality!

Even though he had returned to his hometown and had a beautiful wife and loving son by his side, when the night was deep and quiet, recalling the events from before, he still could not sleep, as if his heart were being clawed by a hundred claws.

And now...

At this moment, his eyes were filled with hot tears, knowing that if there were a supreme secret manual for cultivating immortality, it must be exactly like this!

Gazing at the bright moon, he could not help but sigh: "A human life is but a hundred years... I no longer have any hope of cultivating immortality, I can only have more children and pass the hope on to the next generation..."

"Hmph... you all do not focus on your mental state during your usual cultivation; suddenly encountering such a powerful heart-demon invasion, it is inevitable that you would suffer from cultivation deviation..."

Several Golden Core Cultivators, still with lingering fear on their faces, followed behind this Nascent Soul old monster, looking disheveled: "If the Elder had not saved us with the 'Dust-Descending Bell' earlier, we fear we would have been controlled by that demonic sound and transformed into demons!"

As long as he piled up 'Spirit' to a sufficient degree... even without a Spirit Root, he could cultivate immortality!

Chen San's expression could not help but turn grave, knowing that this kind of mutation might be related to those immortals with vast supernatural powers!

"The Valley Spirit... does not die..."

But this time, the language was completely different from those local rural dialects!

Chen San clenched his fists, his eyes bloodshot, and cast his gaze toward... the pigsty in the courtyard!

The next day.

He was already thinking about whether to hoard food or even take his family to hide in the deep mountains.

Uh...

However, the next moment, he opened his mouth in shock...

In his self-forgetful gaze.

He glanced at his sleeping wife and son, put on his outer garment, turned and walked out the door, and came into the courtyard.

A cultivator holding a Magic Tool, with disheveled hair, was killing everyone he saw!

"Quick, go find the Golden Core Ancestor!"

Human language is inherently pale and powerless.

Chen San confirmed that he had never heard this dialect before, yet he could understand its meaning...

This is the true Tao!

This made Chen San inexplicably know a lot of knowledge.

For example... all things have Spirituality!

As long as one uses a little bit of suitable means, one can extract that bit of 'Spirit Qi' from the bodies of all animals and Plants, such as chickens, ducks, fish, meat, pigs, dogs, cattle, and sheep, through slaughtering, cooking, and devouring.

"Help... the Wu family Foundation Establishment cultivator who sells Spirit Tea at the street corner has gone mad... he... he has turned into a flesh-and-blood Demon!"

"Valley Spirit! Valley Spirit!"

Wanhua Pavilion.

Just at this moment, Chen San suddenly let out an "eh."

"Taiyin Star... has turned red?"

However, for a mortal, being able to obtain power that transcends the mundane—that is immortal cultivation!

"Immortal cultivation!"

Beautiful!

A beauty that transcended the extreme, an unimaginable aesthetic, flooded Chen San's heart.

Just when Chen San thought it was about to rain, the dark clouds suddenly dissipated again, as if what he had seen before was merely an illusion.

A pale, enormous mountain of flesh suddenly burst through the entire pavilion; upon that mass of fat hung various incomplete limbs, and faces lost in extreme bliss emerged on its surface.

This was a brothel that many lecherous cultivators enjoyed visiting.

Seeing his wife approach, he grinned with his wide mouth: "You're up? Today... our family is having braised pork!"

This night.

He discovered that in the few books he had studied, he could not find a single sentence to describe the beauty of that crimson Mother Tree.

A rumble of thunder came from the horizon, and dark clouds gathered!

A streak of clear Light appeared, within which was an old man with an ancient and strange countenance—it was none other than the Nascent Soul monster responsible for guarding Qianyang City!

"Elder Gu!"

There is no need to study classics until one's hair turns white, no need for bitter research or to Can... and even less need to beg others for interpretation... as long as one hears those ravings, one will automatically obtain the true meaning of the Tao that many dream of!

After all, to the ancients, the inversion of Taiyin meant that a great disaster was coming!

Chen San had also once bitterly sought out immortal cultivation classics, but in the end, he had gained nothing.

"Eat pork! Eat pork!"

At the very top was the face of the Golden Core Ancestor stationed here; she wore an expression of extreme joy, as if she had touched the Tao she had longed for, and had even achieved Ascension to become an immortal!

"To think that even a Golden Core..."

Arriving at the kitchen, she saw Chen San holding a large ladle, currently cooking pork.

He had once traveled far and wide, heard different local accents and slang, and knew the principle that "customs differ every hundred miles, and accents every ten"; some local dialects might be unintelligible just a few dozen miles away.

"Has a Demon infiltrated the city?"

"Continuous and seemingly existing... inexhaustible and boundless... the mother of the Tao!"

When Taiyin is inverted and the Red Moon hangs in the sky.

"I never expected... that I, too, would have an immortal fate!"

The surrounding Loose Cultivators scrambled to dodge, some taking out Magic Tools to counterattack: "It's bad... Fellow Daoist Wang has suffered a cultivation deviation and gone mad!"

Elder Gu held a bell carved from what looked like jasper in his hand: "You can consider yourselves lucky! If I did not happen to possess this Dharma Treasure specifically for guarding the mind and dispelling inner demons... you would have ended up just like that mountain of flesh!"

Many Golden Core Cultivators gazed at the various tentacles dancing wildly on the mountain of flesh, and layers of cold sweat could not help but appear on their foreheads...

(End of chapter)