Chapter 337 - 329: 6 Jin of Resentment

The sensation of Space Crossing was wondrous.

Song Ciwan’s Spiritual Sense was stirred, and she felt as if she were shuttling through a void of starlight.

The empty world contained nothing but countless fine specks of starlight. At first glance, they all appeared identical—minuscule dots—but upon closer observation, one would discover that each point of light was actually unique.

Behind every point of light, a completely different spatial scene would appear.

These spatial scenes represented the locations that the points of light could reach!

If Song Ciwan wanted to go from one place to another, she needed to cross between two points of light that could resonate with each other.

Sometimes, she could cross thousands of miles in a single step to reach distant locations, simply because she had found the principle of resonance between two points of light!

——

Of course, this so-called crossing of thousands of miles was just a conjecture that had vaguely come to Song Ciwan while comprehending the Empty Character.

As of now, she was still unable to cross thousands of miles in a single step.

She could only cross space within the range of her Spiritual Sense, and at this moment, the maximum linear distance Song Ciwan’s Spiritual Sense could extend was thirty li!

’So the observation of space and resonance of space are the true essence of Space Crossing.’ With the joy of this epiphany, Song Ciwan descended into the nascent Deceitful Realm.

The storm stirred up by infinite Resentment continued to howl, and all sorts of bizarre and grotesque scenes slashed toward Song Ciwan like blades.

Song Ciwan shuttled between the points of light in space, at one moment in the real world, the next in the Deceitful Realm. When she was in the Deceitful Realm, the Resentment would surge toward her. Just as it seemed she was about to be enveloped by the thick Resentment, she would take another step back into the real world.

Thus, although the Resentment in the Deceitful Realm and Song Ciwan appeared to be in the same location, they were actually separated in different spaces, rendering the surge of Resentment ineffective.

Song Ciwan went back and forth like this several times. The strangeness of her Body Technique made her seem countless times more elusive and unpredictable than the strangeness of the Deceitful Realm itself.

The howling Resentment could never truly touch her. For a moment, the nascent Deceitful Realm was on the verge of collapse.

It was a good thing the Deceitful Realm had no concrete consciousness. Otherwise, if it could speak, it would surely be screaming in a frenzy right now: "Who are you? Where are you? Show yourself!"

The Resentment howled, twisting into masses, and more and more fragmented scenes began to spin into view.

Sometimes, it was a dark, terrifying, and bloody room where a pale-faced young woman tore at her own dripping Snake Tail.

At other times, it was a sunlit, cheerful village. The pale-faced girl walked through green fields with another girl in a pink and white blouse. The girl in the blouse wore a bright smile, holding out a handful of red berries for the pale-faced girl.

The pale-faced girl reached out to take them, but in an instant, the red berries transformed into a flutter of butterflies that flew away all at once...

The pale-faced girl then covered her face and wept.

"SOB... SOB..." At first, her cries were soft sobs, then they turned sorrowful, and finally, they became nothing but despair and bewilderment.

"Who will save me? Ninth Lady, please, won’t you come and save me?"

"I’m sorry, it was my fault. Ninth Lady, forgive me. Please, just forgive me one more time!"

"Ninth Lady, I remembered what you said. If you die before me, I will definitely find a beautiful, scenic place to bury you. I won’t erect a tombstone, but I will place a small flower on your grave."

"Hehehe... Ninth Lady, I was lying. You can’t save me anyway, so why should I keep my promise? I’ll turn you into dry bones and make you sink into eternal damnation! I’ll make sure all the filth, the stench, the ugliness, and the evil in this world will be your eternal companions!"

"You love beauty and cleanliness so much, you must be in agony, right? Hee hee..."

The spinning scenes, the endless demonic voices, and the overwhelming stench, along with the ceaseless surge of Resentment—unable to find a target—finally all collided at once.

A wisp of black light shot toward the sky.

Song Ciwan raised her hand. It was unclear what point of insight she had grasped, but she cast her Qi Absorption Technique and instantly caught the wisp of black light!

That’s right, she had caught the wisp of black light with her bare hands.

This wisp of black light was clearly the core of the Deceitful Realm.

Although this nascent Deceitful Realm was only Village Level, if Song Ciwan had entered through conventional means, she might have had to break it the way she did the Wealth Village Deceitful Realm: by deciphering a past event, grasping a rule, and then unraveling the mystery layer by layer.

This method of breaking the realm was conventional and relied on cleverness. Generally, it didn’t require great strength; if the method was right, it was even possible for the weak to overcome the strong.

But Song Ciwan, at this moment, was not using a conventional method.

She had directly seized the core of the Deceitful Realm, using absolute power to break all techniques with overwhelming force!

Confronting the core directly and clashing with it required terrifying power—several times, or even more than ten times, the strength of the Deceitful Realm’s core itself!

It also required an extremely deep understanding of space and of Yin and Yang to be able to accurately seize and destroy the core amidst the Deceitful Realm’s complex and ever-changing illusions.

BANG!

But Song Ciwan did it. She gripped the wisp of black light, tightened her palm, and crushed it.

In a deep valley, seen by no one, Song Ciwan had crushed the core of a Village-Level Deceitful Realm with her bare hands.

Just like that, the black light dissipated. The infinite Resentment in the surroundings wavered. Having lost the core to which it clung, it naturally began to recede and scatter like the tide.

However, since she was already here and had encountered it, Song Ciwan wasn’t about to let all this Resentment simply dissipate.

The Heaven and Earth Scale flew out. With a swift spin, it collected all the various dispersing masses of qi from the surroundings.

[Death Qi. From the death of a Demonized Mid-Stage Qi Cultivation Cultivator. One jin and five taels. Tradable.]

This was collected by the Heaven and Earth Scale when the Skeleton Cultivator died earlier. Song Ciwan transferred it into the Balance Plate’s space and ignored it for now.

[Deceitful Heart Core. From the perishing of a Village-Level Deceitful Realm’s rules. Special Qi. Nine taels and eight maces. Tradable.]

[Resentment. Masterless Resentment absorbed by a Village-Level Deceitful Realm. Six jin and seven taels. Tradable.]

...

The masterless Resentment attracted when the Skeleton Cultivator transformed into a deceitful creature actually amounted to six jin and seven taels. Another batch of Qi Over Five Jin!

Song Ciwan still had two trade opportunities left for the day. She decided to just sell this mass of masterless Resentment and see what she could get.

[You have sold Masterless Resentment absorbed by a Village-Level Deceitful Realm, six jin and seven taels, and have obtained the Four-star Level Marvel, Netherworld Fog Barrier.]

Netherworld Fog Barrier: When released, this barrier of fog can briefly shield the area it covers from Celestial Secrets. Single-use, lasts for a quarter of an hour.

Seeing this explanation, Song Ciwan’s heart skipped a beat.

She carefully put away the Netherworld Fog Barrier, but her mind was already racing, considering the perfect way to use it.

Of course, now was not the right time to use the Netherworld Fog Barrier. Song Ciwan had other things to do.

She needed to wrap up this incident.

With a move of her feet and a flash of her figure, Song Ciwan once again crossed space and returned to the mountain cave from before.

Inside the cave, Yao Ermei, who had been left alone, had nearly driven herself mad with all sorts of wild thoughts.

The moment she saw Song Ciwan reappear, Yao Ermei’s legs went weak, and she collapsed to her knees with a THUD.

She was so emotional that her whole body trembled. She opened her mouth, her voice quivering and urgent, "Fairy! Fairy, sa-sa-save..."

Yao Ermei couldn’t form a complete sentence, but a dense cloud of emotional qi burst forth in that instant: [Human Desires. A mortal’s fear, panic, and agitation. Five jin and one tael. Tradable.]