Chapter 308: Fang Can Falls to the Demonic Path? A Six-Reincarnation Soul!

An inverted dome-shaped space, countless dark-gold chains hung down from the void, their ends coiled around a coffin of Bai Yu.

Since entering the teleportation array, Fang Can had arrived here, his cultivation nearly suppressed down to the level of a Mortal Body.

His gaze swept the surroundings; the ground was not Bai Yu, but an unnamed liquid.

Every step he took sent up ripples, reflecting an inverted projection of starry skies overhead.

'Where are the others?'

Fang Can instinctively drew the Purple Caltrox at his waist, his expression wary, when a voice like silver bells reached his ears.

"There are no others in this space, only the two of us."

The jade ancient coffin shimmered with cold light; seated at its edge was a woman draped in flowing mist gauze, her slender legs crossed and dangling, her toes lightly tapping the surface and sending out ring after ring of ripples.

In Fang Can's eyes, the woman's long hair was like the night sky steeped in the Milky Way; her wide-sleeved gown of dark base woven with gold moved without wind, carrying a soul-snatching beauty.

"A Six-Reincarnation soul?" Fang Can said with certainty.

The girl's body now glowed faintly, like viewing a flower through mist, with a quality of unreality.

"More or less. Dead for over ten thousand years; I never expected that the present-day nations couldn't even produce a single Five-Reincarnation."

The woman sighed at length: "Truly, it disappoints this seat."

"However… you, on the other hand, have opened this seat's eyes."

The woman raised her gaze, eyes burning, and fixed them on the youth: "For instance, the fortune that turns from extremity to prosperity, and the supernatural immortality."

"Originally there were still three trials to test the successor, but for an ability like yours, passing or not is irrelevant—you'd certainly cross them with ease."

Suddenly having his secret exposed by a stranger, Fang Can's heart skipped a beat instinctively, then he said lightly: "You read my memories?"

"Of course. Memories—something even the Four-Reincarnation inheritance's Sleight of Hand can extract, let alone this seat at Six-Reincarnation."

"These two abilities of yours have no concealment whatsoever, or rather, you disdain to conceal them; and you are simply too weak—for those of high realm, you have no secrets."

"Every time you face danger, your fortune surges more violently than boiling water; it'd be hard not to notice."

The woman smiled, her jade feet swaying lightly: "Take, for instance, the diary in your Sea of Consciousness. Tsk tsk, suppressing desire too much is actually harmful to cultivation."

Her gaze fell on the youth's ever-composed face; the woman shook her head inwardly, then asked: "Haven't you noticed the problem yet?"

"What problem."

"Does it feel like your recent cultivation speed has been getting slower and slower?"

"No. Just a few days ago my power multiplied tenfold—that's already pretty fast, right?" Fang Can said honestly.

Anyway, the other party could read his memories; he had absolutely no secrets left.

Speechless for a moment at Fang Can's humblebrag, the woman then said:

"I mean your normal cultivation speed. Haven't you noticed that as your talent rises, the feedback during cultivation hasn't risen accordingly?"

Fang Can: …

"Do you still remember what the abbot and elders of the Brahma Sound Temple said not long ago?"

The woman's Zhu Chun parted slightly: "You have already completely stepped onto the demonic path."

'I'm on the demonic path???'

Fang Can's brows knit tightly as he retorted: "What kind of joke is this? I feel my moral character is already above average among all the nations of Dongfang Wujie—how could I be on the demonic path?"

"Who says only those who do evil are demons?"

The woman laughed softly, her toes lightly tapping the ground as she leaned forward to Fang Can's front, and thrust her slender jade arm directly into his body.

Though Fang Can felt no pain, he still instinctively tried to resist, only to find his body bound in place.

The next instant, he felt that the hand had not pierced flesh, but soul and spirit.

Within Fang Can's Sea of Consciousness, an arm appeared from nowhere and seized the golden chains formed of text.

Fang Can watched in shock as the Six-Reincarnation arm simply dragged those golden chains, wrenching a length out from within his body.

"Do you see?"

The Six-Reincarnation spoke flatly, yet in her hand she gripped the chains that had suddenly gone taut; both ends of the chains remained linked within Fang Can's body, inscribed with his diary.

【Reincarnation 1, Day 41. Thanks for the invite. I'm at the Suxin Studio. This sect is a little too hospitable.】

【During those three days my consciousness sank completely. I clearly remember Yan Chuqing's oral gymnastics, Xing Xi—omitting ten thousand characters—Fang Can, oh Fang Can, this is not good; cast away the evil desire.】

……

"This is your proof of the demonic path. You're far too long-winded! What exactly are you running from?"

The woman's cool fingertip lifted the youth's chin, and gently removed the white mask from Fang Can's face.

Two equally breathtakingly beautiful faces gazed at each other; in the other's eyes, Fang Can seemed to see the Milky Way turning!

"It's like sheep not eating grass, or tigers not eating meat."

"The more you suppress your own nature, the greater the impact on your martial cultivation."

Fang Can's Adam's apple bobbed; finding he could speak, he said: "The martial way is the art of sacrifice, so…"

"That's for ordinary people. You have Extremity-to-Prosperity and Unyielding Stand—even Nine-Reincarnation couldn't kill you, so what exactly are you afraid of? Answer me?"

The next instant, the woman dragged Fang Can back to sit on the ancient coffin, looking down at him as she said:

"Haven't you noticed that since the Heaven-Ascending Road, you've become increasingly rule-abiding? Where is your idealism?"

"You clearly possess extraordinary Seven Emotions and Six Desires—whether the desire of S, hunger, killing, or evil, they are all sides of you—yet you choose to punish evil and promote good. What on earth are you doing?"

"You have unprecedented talent; whatever you want, what could you not achieve?"

"These golden threads—your morality—have been limiting your growth in power all along, just like Old Yao absorbing Xiao Yan's strength."

"Think again about what you've done this period. Have you ever actively fought for something for yourself? I can't see your ambition, your desire?"

"Making a tiger eat grass—how is that not the demonic path?" the woman said coldly:

"Those two Monks only saw that your heart and mouth don't match; they had no idea you've been suppressed by so-called worldly moral education."

"But human nature cannot be suppressed. You were born a demon; the more you suppress it, the greater the backlash when it finally erupts."

The woman sneered coldly, "Perhaps my appearance was arranged by your 【Reversal of Misfortune】 itself."

"Let me guide the so-called lost lamb."

"So you mean, tell me not to suppress, but to release my thoughts?" Fang Can said calmly.

"Heh, it is precisely this calm look of yours, numb like a cold stone."

Watching Fang Can's calm demeanor, the Sixth Transformation mocked, "I have seen many geniuses endowed with creation; each one was arrogantly supreme, but this is the first time I have seen someone pretending to be civilized."

(End of this chapter)