A Farmer's Journey To Immortality - Chapter 611: Flowers of Bitter Emotions

Chapter 611: Flowers of Bitter Emotions

The flower’s center was pitch black, like a bottomless hole, and from time to time, faint whispers escaped it — the silent echoes of screams that had long faded.

Within seconds, another bud appeared beside the first one, then another, and another.

One by one, more Flowers of Fear bloomed until more than ten floated gently on the vines, glowing faintly in the dark. Each flower was as large as a watermelon, swaying softly as if breathing.

The fear-filled energy around Aksai began to lessen. The heavy feeling in the air started to fade.

Encouraged by the result, Aksai moved to the next step. He extended his hand again. Each new vine he touched bloomed into a different kind of flower.

First came the Flowers of Pain, their petals red and black, resembling bruised flesh. They emitted a low hum that seemed to vibrate through the air, echoing the agony of broken bones and torn flesh.

Then bloomed the Flowers of Regret — their colors dull and shifting, like fading memories. Each one released a faint glow that dimmed and brightened slowly, as if sighing.

After them came the Flowers of Hatred, burning faintly with a dark crimson hue. The air around them felt hot and heavy, like the aftermath of a fire that refused to die.

The Flowers of Inferiority appeared last in the main group. Their petals were thin and drooping, with veins that shimmered faintly with a grayish-blue light. Each one gave off a subtle vibration that made the heart feel heavy.

Finally, Aksai gathered the leftover strands of weaker emotions — jealousy, shame, sorrow, and loss — and directed them into a single type of bloom. These were the Flowers of Bitterness, their petals jagged and uneven, their color dull like ash.

When the wind passed through them, they made a faint rustling sound that almost resembled quiet weeping.

Soon, the entire area around Aksai was covered with these strange flowers. It was a hauntingly beautiful sight — a garden of emotions born from death and despair.

As the last flower opened, the air felt lighter. The dark, heavy pressure that had been suffocating the battlefield began to fade. Aksai exhaled slowly, feeling his blood settle and his Spirit essence flow smoothly again.

The Neural Link Fabric confirmed the change in his mind.

[Negative emotional accumulation has been successfully neutralized. Spirit essence and Qi circulation have returned to stable levels. Side effects of the Devil’s Den have been resolved.]

Aksai looked at the flowers one last time and smiled faintly.

“Looks like this worked better than I expected,” he said quietly. “A garden of sins to cleanse my soul. Now I wonder… how should I use them?”

Aksai took one last look at the field filled with strange flowers swaying gently under the moonlight. He lifted his hand, and one by one, all the Flowers of Negative Emotions vanished into thin air as they were stored neatly inside his storage ring.

Once the last flower disappeared, the vines that had covered the ground began to wither. Their brown-green glow faded, and soon they turned into harmless dust carried away by the wind.

Only when the Devil’s Den was fully gone did Aksai finally feel his mind clear. A strange heaviness that had been pressing on his chest faded away. For a brief moment, he stood there in silence, thinking about what he had just done. Then he sighed softly and spoke under his breath.

“So that’s what I was turning into,” he muttered, half to himself. “I wanted to play with my enemies before finishing them off… just like a cat playing with its prey, which isn’t like me at all. This intent-based cultivation isn’t as simple as I thought it would be. I really need to be careful next time.”

He exhaled slowly, brushing off some dried blood from his sleeve before turning his gaze toward the captured martial artists still hanging from the vines in front of him.

’It’s no use questioning them.’

Instead of asking them questions one by one, Aksai decided to use a more direct method. “Let’s make this quick,” he said quietly. He pressed his palms together and began forming a series of rapid Mudras. His fingers moved like flowing water, each motion leaving faint trails of silvery white light.

As he chanted under his breath, the air above his head shifted. Within seconds, a large phantom appeared — the Verdant Elder, a massive turtle-like spirit with glowing green eyes and a shell covered in intricate runes. Its presence filled the air with a heavy aura.

From each of its limb joints, ghostly tentacles formed, twisting and stretching through the air. They moved like serpents, reaching toward the heads of Aksai’s captives. The ends of the tentacles split open, revealing mouth-like shapes that latched onto the foreheads of the bound martial artists.

Jin, Wen, Lin, and the others could only tremble as the spectral tentacles glowed brighter. The light pulsed once, then the memories began to flow — shimmering streams of energy drawn out from their minds like silver threads.

It was necessary for Aksai’s soul to dominate the target’s soul for the Soul-searching Technique to work. However, he had outsourced this step to Verdant Elder who already had a soul that had gone through a celestial tribulation. It was very easy for Aksai’s familiar demon beast to dominate the minds of multiple targets at the same time.

At this point, the memories of over thirty Argent Artists, seven Aurous Artists, and Aksai’s three ex-teachers were being extracted all at once.

Inside the phantom’s shell, countless runes lit up as the subroutine Neural Link Fabrics within the Verdant Elder activated. They helped process the vast amount of information so that Aksai’s main Neural Link Fabric didn’t overload. Useless thoughts, random emotions, and everyday memories were filtered out and discarded like static noise.

The valuable data — techniques, formations, battle methods, and martial secrets — was sorted and stored in a separate mental vault. Finally, the Neural Link Fabric organized the memories related to the Grand Martial Hall’s recent siege, removing duplicates and combining fragments into a single, clear stream of knowledge.

Within a few minutes, the tentacles retracted back into the Verdant Elder’s phantom.

The massive turtle spirit slowly faded away, leaving Aksai standing in silence once again. He opened his eyes, the faint silver glow fading from his pupils, and whispered,

“Now… let’s see if I can find anything useful in these memories.”

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AN: Soul-searching Technique was first introduced in Chapter 222.

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