Cultivators Are So Weak in This World

Chapter 569 - 535 Traces I

Worship gods!?

Chang Xueyi’s heart tightened; no wonder, no wonder when he fought Shark Tiger before, he distinctly felt that the opponent’s power eruption and body defense were different from ordinary people.

If he worships gods, then there’s nothing strange about it.

In Confucianism, whether it’s the Seven Meridians, the Academy, or descendants of great scholars, none would worship gods.

Perhaps some might be willing to worship gods, but the martial arts they cultivate inherently conflict with god-worship.

For this characteristic of Confucian martial arts, those who fully utilize it are instead the Spirit People royals who have never allowed god-worship.

Because the royals do not permit god-worship, it just fits well with Confucian martial arts.

The Academy is one of the means by which the Spirit People royals attempt to seize Confucian martial arts and establish a Confucianism loyal to the Great Spirit through deception.

Chang Xueyi’s thoughts quickly shifted, but soon returned to the present.

Join the Human Immortal Temple? This doesn’t seem like a good choice, but if one doesn’t agree now... I’m afraid there’s no way to leave here alive.

Immediately, Chang Xueyi’s mind turned, and he spoke: "Alright, I agree with you! But the Confucian martial arts I cultivate cannot worship gods, so I can’t guarantee acceptance of the doctrine you mentioned."

Doctrine? Foundation?

Zhang Rongfang heard that he seemed to have misunderstood.

But after thinking about it, using the term ’doctrine’ seemed clearer. So he didn’t explain further.

The Human Immortal Temple currently has too few experts, and bloodlines cannot be easily created. But if top-level expert bloodlines can be produced, perhaps in the future they can help alleviate the pressure from the deities and Buddhas.

"Very well! Rest assured, martial arts have little impact on the path of the Human Immortal...." Zhang Rongfang remained composed, extending his hand to gently point at the other’s forehead.

"Do not resist."

The wound opened.

A drop of blood quickly seeped into the center of Chang Xueyi’s forehead.

But after a few seconds, Zhang Rongfang felt that once the drop of blood entered Chang Xueyi’s body, it began to be rapidly enveloped and suppressed by the surrounding blood.

The resistance encountered at this level was identical to when he experimented by injecting blood into the god-worshiping spiritual veins earlier.

Chang Xueyi was released to stand on the ground, but he could no longer stand steadily, instead attempting to clutch his own throat with his hands, yet unable to do so due to a fracture.

He could only struggle, veins bulging throughout his body, his expression extremely pained.

Simultaneously, Zhang Rongfang could feel his own blood within Chang Xueyi’s body disappearing rapidly.

Seemed to have necrotized.

’Interesting.’ He squinted his eyes, focusing all his attention on that drop of blood.

Several seconds later, the sensation of the blood completely vanished.

Zhang Rongfang understood that this attempt at transformation had likely failed.

He pondered, reaching out again, secreting another drop of blood, once more into Chang Xueyi’s wound.

But the result was even more painful convulsions from the other.

And strangely, at this time in his final form, Chang Xueyi’s entire physique seemed to shrink back to normal as the blood transfusion began.

Quickly, the second drop of blood also vanished.

Zhang Rongfang squeezed out yet another drop of blood, raising his hand.

"No... I can’t do it anymore!!" Chang Xueyi curled up on the ground, struggling to refuse.

"Don’t be afraid... Establishing the Foundation naturally requires undergoing pain. This is an inevitable process." Zhang Rongfang said calmly.

"But..."

Chang Xueyi wanted to say something more, but his hair was grabbed and lifted. His face was forcibly pulled up. The third drop of blood was again imprinted on his forehead.

This time, Zhang Rongfang’s hand didn’t leave but remained pressed against his forehead.

Drop by drop, blood continuously seeped into his body.

"Ah!!!" Chang Xueyi frantically struggled, but at this point, with his restored two-meter frame, he was no match for the over five-meter Zhang Rongfang.

Like a child caught by an adult, he could only twist his body vigorously, but it was of no avail.

Time slowly passed.

Gradually, Chang Xueyi’s struggle weakened.

Until finally.

His legs completely stiffened, suspended in the air, entirely motionless.

Zhang Rongfang shook him, discovering no further movement.

"Dead?"

He sensed that the blood he had injected into the opponent started automatically coagulating into a cluster, no longer fusing into his body.

And before him, Chang Xueyi’s body also began to cool slowly, heart stopped, blood flow halted.

"Seems he is dead...." Zhang Rongfang sighed, grabbing the other person’s head with one hand, turning it gently.

Crack.

Chang Xueyi’s entire head rotated three hundred and sixty degrees, the neck bones completely shattered, yet there was still no reaction.

Only then did Zhang Rongfang release his hand. He searched through his belongings, finding a small book named Heart’s Content Western Cottage, seemingly something the other would read when bored.

Then there was the money bag, a lone token from the Guwu Academy.

Beyond these, there was nothing else.

Disappointed, he lifted the corpse, his figure flickered, leaving the spot.

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The demon Spear Shark Tiger ran wildly all the way, constantly sensing and glancing back, afraid that the master of the Human Immortal Temple might pursue him again.

He was quite aware that being able to withstand a terrifying Spirit General was not something humans could do, but rather monsters.

Monsters he couldn’t contend with.

So he quietly escaped when the opponent thought he was dead.

Now, he fled at full speed, already two hundred miles away. He stopped to rest at the foot of a gray-white stone mountain.

Terminating the final phase, Shark Tiger gasped heavily, stowing away the magic spear, reverting it to its original arm length, and carrying it on his back.

"That guy... he’s just... just like a Spirit General! They’re monsters! I’m human, how can a human possibly defeat a monster!?"

He was very clear in his mind about this. Spirit Generals are not meant to be defeated.

The only thing that can defeat a Spirit General must be another Spirit General hiding in deep shadows!

Yes, he believes that the Human Immortal Temple Master Zhang Rongfang is likely a hidden Spirit General created by some unknown sect.

Just like his own deification.

By reaching this level, he has already stood at the pinnacle that humans can achieve. Yet, at such a Grandmaster peak, if he does not deify, even facing a Spirit General cannot resist.

After decades of near hundred years of diligent cultivation, those young Spirit People noble children only need to perform a worship once, to achieve a Spirit General rank far superior to theirs.

Why!?

Shark Tiger refuses to accept this!

So... he found a small heretical sect.

After years of diligent cultivation of literature, he quietly used sacrificial methods for positioning supplements, attempting to achieve the status of Spirit General.

Yes, for gods and buddhas, if the brain matter you sacrifice is abundant enough, the qualification to become a Spirit General will continuously decline.

This is also why the Spirit People’s noble families can get the Earth Mother’s offerings for a reason.

Unfortunately, he failed, only achieving the Spiritual Veins rank.

While gasping lightly and resting, Shark Tiger suddenly felt a tightness in his heart, as if some vigorous danger was approaching.

He instantly leaped up, rushing towards the stone wall ahead, attempting to climb over the cliff to escape from the top.

But he was still one step too slow.

Shark Tiger suddenly raised his head, standing on the mountain wall, looking towards the mountain top.

There stood a person, whose figure was unknown when it reached there, measuring five meters tall, with blood-red eyes, and covered entirely in thick blood-colored patterns of muscles.

Just by standing at a high place overlooking below, it gave a tremendously oppressive feeling.

"Brother Shark Tiger leaves in such haste, without a greeting, since I said I wanted to talk to Brother Shark Tiger, I will fulfill my word," Zhang Rongfang said calmly.

"Master, I just came to repay a favor, the rest, I don’t know, nor do I want to know," Shark Tiger the Magic Spear said in a deep voice.

"Rest assured, I just want to ask you a few questions," Zhang Rongfang said.

"Well, Master please speak," Shark Tiger discreetly calculated possible escape routes around him, while outwardly seriously listening to what the other party said.

"What is Shark Tiger’s relationship with Mu Chi Prefecture?" Zhang Rongfang asked a question he had long wanted to pose.

The person before him was clearly brought in by his sister for reinforcement, whereas the details on his sister’s side have always been mysterious, causing a bit of insecurity if not understood clearly.

Blocking the Magic Spear Shark Tiger before him could certainly dig out something from the other party.

"Mu Chi Prefecture... was merely my son once blessed by the lady when he was young, now returning to repay that favor. If I had known earlier that Master cares so much about Wushan Prefecture, I certainly wouldn’t have just rashly entered the city and acted," Shark Tiger’s posture was quite humble.

Repaying a favor?

Zhang Rongfang frowned slightly.

"Then why did the Confucian Academy people attack just now?"

"It was for the Confucian Sect’s Seven Gentlemen Sword," Shark Tiger clearly had thoroughly understood before coming, and now explained it carefully to Zhang Rongfang.

Divided from the Confucian Sect’s seven branches, then differentiating the great Confucians within the academy, but now, Mu Chi Prefecture and Zhang Huanqing’s special status.

He elaborated everything clearly.

A few minutes later.

Zhang Rongfang roughly understood the entire cause.

After pondering for a moment, he did not make things difficult for the Magic Spear Shark Tiger, but rather allowed him to leave on his own.

After all, Magic Spear Shark Tiger originally came to help his sister Zhang Rongyu. So, merely a warning to this person with arrogance is sufficient.

As for Chang Xueyi.

This Lone Gull Academy seems to appear quite strong. It will be interesting to see what reaction occurs with the disappearance of a strong figure like Chang Xueyi.

After asking the specific reason clearly, Zhang Rongfang watched from afar as Magic Spear Shark Tiger departed, similarly turning around and heading back.

This matter was settled, but the trouble following his nephew for becoming some inheritor is bound to continue bringing numerous headaches.

Perhaps it could be entrusted to Dongfang Mu.

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Only contrary to what Zhang Rongfang intended.

After the disappearance of Chang Xueyi, the Lone Gull Academy conducted unknown investigations, then dispatched no one again.

The news from Dongfang Mu reported that the academy has already designated Wushan Prefecture an absolutely forbidden special area.

Obviously losing a top Grandmaster made them unwilling to invest further here.

Such vast powers have a lot of internal struggles and possess their own means of survival.

Before fully apprehending Wushan Prefecture’s details, they can’t rashly send people again.

At most, secretly dispatching people to investigate the truth, that’s all.

Bold like the Western Sect, are eventually few.

After the night assassination incident at Mu Chi Prefecture, the entire Wushan Prefecture buzzed for a while.

Everyone chatted about the thrilling, earth-shattering fight that played out at Mu Chi Prefecture that night.

But that’s all.

Neither the Lone Gull Academy nor the Magic Spear Shark Tiger affected innocent civilians. The only ones injured were the guards and those serving Mu Chi Prefecture.

After this episode, Zhang Rongfang directly settled near Mu Chi Prefecture, not intending to leave soon. Convenient for protection in secret.

Meanwhile, Zhang Rongyu also secluded herself, leaving people entirely clueless about her exact whereabouts. To guard against potential assassination.

Luckily, everything remained calm with no major incidents occurring.

Life also gradually returned to peaceful normalcy as time passed.