Chapter 76: then translation of chapter title

Heipao Ren's eyes suddenly widened, the right hand that had stabbed out froze in midair, he glanced at the blood hole that appeared at his heart's position, then glanced at Wang Ping'an in his hand, as if he could see a smug expression on Wang Ping'an's face.

But.

This little thing was clearly just born not long ago!

"How, how could this be?"

Heipao Ren's voice trembled; before he could finish speaking, he collapsed to the ground, and Wang Ping'an in his hand also flew out at once.

Fortunately.

Wang Ping'an was wrapped in a thick little quilt, which prevented him from being injured when he fell.

Before death.

This Evil Cultivator vaguely saw an ancient-looking Sword Apparatus standing behind him, the very weapon that pierced his heart and caused his death.

"Just this?"

Wang Ping'an, out of the corner of his eye, saw Heipao Ren's corpse, his face full of strange expression.

If his guess is correct, this black-robed man who sought to take his life before him is very likely the Evil Cultivator who has been wreaking havoc in Qingyang County recently.

He never imagined that this black-robed man before him would be so easily slain by him.

Although he knew this was because Heipao Ren was careless, showing no vigilance toward him, and also because the Sword Apparatus within him was extremely sharp.

He had just been born not long ago; even a normal person wouldn't believe it.

He possesses a great killer weapon!

Perhaps.

Heipao Ren's greatest guard against him was to trigger the thunder talisman he carried by using the Li Aunt controlled by a vicious ghost.

Under the circumstances, Wang Ping'an found that this black-robed man dying at his hands was not something outrageous.

Thinking of this, Wang Ping'an gave a hehe smile, his face full of barely concealed smugness; before he could enjoy it long, it seemed he thought of something, his expression shifted slightly, and he exclaimed in surprise:

"Wrong, if he is the Evil Cultivator who has been causing trouble in Qingyang County lately, killing him should have earned me Merit rewards… which means this Evil Cultivator is likely not dead!"

Although.

He couldn't comprehend how, even if the heart were slightly displaced, that terrifying blood hole at the Evil Cultivator's heart position would be enough to take his life.

He couldn't figure it out, didn't want to think about it, and had no extra time to ponder; just as he was about to exert control again, taking advantage of the Evil Cultivator's inattention, the Sword Apparatus that had pierced him earlier struck again.

A mass of black qi flew from the Evil Cultivator's corpse, like a bolt of lightning drilling into his body.

"I didn't expect you, this little thing, to have such a treasure for self-defense; originally I thought, if you were truly a Great Benevolent Person Reincarnation, I would take you to be the master soul of my hundred-child banner."

"Now that you've wounded me, I can only possess your body; when you grow a bit older, I will kill everyone related to you to vent my hatred!"

The next moment, a sinister voice echoed in Wang Ping'an's mind.

"Huh, what's going on? How does this little thing's body contain such strong residual spiritual aura? Could it be some kind of innate treasure body?"

Not long after, another surprised voice rang out—the residual soul of the Evil Cultivator that had drilled into Wang Ping'an's body, its words brimming with undisguised delight.

In a strange space, a miniature version of Wang Ping'an watched as the suddenly intruding, soon mad and frenzied black-robed man appeared, his face showing only indifference.

This was precisely Wang Ping'an's soul space!

Heipao Ren's soul looked at Wang Ping'an in bewilderment, asking, 'Little thing, why aren't you afraid of me?'

Before Wang Ping'an could finish speaking, Heipao Ren's soul said again, 'It's my foolishness; you're just a newborn little thing, not yet understanding things, how could you possibly know fear?'

'I just didn't expect you, this little thing, to very likely be some kind of treasure body; originally I wanted to take you as the master soul of the hundred-child banner, but now it seems my vision was short-sighted.'

While speaking, Heipao Ren's soul gazed heatedly at Wang Ping'an's soul, unable to resist the temptation, and hurried over.

He had possessed Daoist talent since childhood, but compared to other Dao cultivators, his talent was only average; after ten or twenty years of cultivation, he had barely reached the third or fourth layer of Qi Refining, and his lifespan had increased by only ten or twenty years. The path of cultivation grows harder the further one goes.

He clearly knew that, given his situation, even if his lifespan were nearing its end, continuing cultivation would likely only get him to the sixth or seventh layer of Qi Refining.

At most, he could reach the ninth layer of Qi Refining!

He could not reach Foundation Establishment!

He was unwilling, very unwilling; an accident gave him a Ghost Cultivator technique manual.

Although the manual contained only methods that harmed others for self-benefit and violated heavenly harmony.

But he was never a good person, and having seen many high-level cultivators flaunt their power,

his heart was filled with envy, jealousy, and hatred!

With so many powerful Dao cultivators, why couldn't he be one of them?

He hesitated little, switched to cultivating the Ghost Cultivator method, and in just over a decade his cultivation broke through from the fourth layer of Qi Refining to Foundation Establishment.

This was something he had never dared to imagine before!

If.

If he had once possessed some kind of Daoist constitution of Wang Ping'an, why would he need to switch to Ghost Cultivator cultivation, making himself neither human nor ghost, and still be denounced by everyone?

Like a rat in the sewer, he dared not show his face.

This novel you have arrived

At this moment.

He had a chance to change his former fate; how could he not be excited?

Heipao Ren's soul rushed at top speed toward Wang Ping'an's soul, seeing Wang Ping'an still standing in place, not knowing whether he had been frightened stupid by him or simply didn't regard him as important, either in his eyes or in his heart.

Nor did he care.

The little thing that had just been born not long ago still had a very muddled consciousness.

What could he understand?

Just as Heipao Ren's soul approached Wang Ping'an's soul, preparing to open its bloody maw to devour Wang Ping'an's soul, a dazzling light suddenly appeared before them; his whole body trembled, and his aura was exactly the same as that which had recently taken his life.

"How could this be?"

When Heipao Ren's soul finally saw clearly that the dazzling light was a Sword Apparatus, his expression changed drastically; he never imagined that the very Sword Apparatus that had just taken his life could actually appear in Wang Ping'an's soul space.

"This shouldn't be the life-saving treasure that Character: Xuanqing left on this little thing, right?"

"How could it appear in the soul space of this little thing? Could it be that this is his dual cultivation treasure of life and death, a treasure he was born with?"

Not understanding what was going on, Heipao Ren's soul dared not hesitate in the slightest; the Sword Apparatus was formidable—he had personally tried it just moments ago.

Now he might not even be able to exert one percent of his peak strength.

Which still dare not provoke the edge of this Sword Apparatus!

Just as Heipao Ren's soul wanted to escape Wang Ping'an's soul space at the fastest speed,

Thirty-six stratagems, fleeing is the best plan!

"Pfft!"

But the Sword Apparatus took advantage of the moment Heipao Ren's soul just turned around, before he could turn into a black light, shooting out from Wang Ping'an's soul space; the Sword Apparatus was like a Flowing Light, piercing straight through Heipao Ren's soul.

"Heaven above, I curse your mother, why, why are you targeting me like this?"

Heipao Ren's soul roared, his words not yet finished, "Bang!"—the whole person—no, the entire soul—suddenly exploded.

Turning into clusters of pure energy!

"Ding! Your Sword Apparatus (nameable) has slain the Evil Cultivator's soul, devoured his soul energy, congratulations on obtaining the reward: Spirit Power+1, skill: Soul Devouring 【Entry Level】!"

"Ding! You have slain a heinous Evil Cultivator, congratulations on obtaining the reward: Merit+1000!"

(End of chapter)