How to Bring Common Sense to Xianxia World - Chapter 179: Guilt trip and Fact

Chapter 179: Guilt trip and Fact

Yun Feng trusted his master and quickly prepared to escape. With the movement technique his master had taught him, he believed he had a chance to flee from this woman, no matter how strong she was.

But… Wei Chen’s Shadowless Reaper Step was faster. He vanished and reappeared in front of Yun Feng, restraining him in an instant.

“Brother Wei! You… please move!” Yun Feng shouted as he unsheathed his sword and thrust forward, trying to force Wei Chen to back off.

He considered Wei Chen a brother, but his master had saved his life. He did not want to be unfilial.

Wei Chen deflected the sword to the side and tried to subdue Yun Feng, reaching out to force him down. But suddenly, Yun Feng’s speed increased, and his power spiked.

Clank!

The sword struck Wei Chen’s arm. The force behind the slash was clearly meant to sever his outstretched arm, but it only cut through the skin and stopped at his dense muscle layer. Thanks to his Evil Suppression Physique, it suppressed all power from malicious entities, including the power of the Death Cheater, which was considered an affront to nature.

“That hurts, motherf*cker!”

Boom!

Yun Feng, or rather whatever was controlling his body, was sent flying as Wei Chen slammed his foot into his chest. He was blasted backward, spraying blood everywhere.

“Crap… I accidentally Sparta kicked him!” Wei Chen said in alarm, hoping Yun Feng was not too badly injured.

He quickly rushed forward, worried that the kick might have caused serious damage.

Yun Feng was now completely controlled by his master’s soul and was trying to escape. He bounced off the ground immediately, not even channeling spiritual qi to suppress his injuries.

This only worsened his condition, as the master’s soul forced the body to overdraw its life force. To him, Yun Feng’s body was just a disposable vessel. He did not care if it became damaged, since he could simply find another.

What mattered was escaping first. After that, he could think of a way to deceive his next target.

But unfortunately, he landed right in front of Youqi.

With a single step of her high heel, the master’s soul was forced out. It flew toward the two black-armored warriors waiting nearby, who quickly captured it.

The soul took the form of a man with blade-like brows, a righteous and determined face, and resolute eyes. He looked like a domineering righteous cultivator in life.

Yun Feng, now lying beneath Youqi’s heel, looked at his master’s soul and felt utterly powerless. He wanted to help his master. Even though the possession had just happened by force, he did not resent it and did not suspect his master at all.

“Cough! Senior! Please, mercy! My master is truly a righteous man. He is not who you think he is. This is a misunderstanding!” Yun Feng begged as Youqi’s heel pressed against his chest.

From the entrance, Ximen Hao watched the scene. His gaze lingered on Youqi’s long, graceful, perfect legs as her high heel pressed down on Yun Feng’s chest. Envy rose in his heart. Who was this guy? What had he done in his previous life to deserve such… situations?

Youqi slowly stepped back and allowed Yun Feng to prop himself up. Though still injured, the concern in his eyes for his master was genuine.

“Sigh.” Youqi sighed. “You are filial and loyal, but your loyalty should be given to the right person, one who holds no malicious intent toward you.”

“She’s lying! Yun Feng! I have never held any malicious intent toward you. I only asked you to help me take revenge for my previous life!” the master’s soul pleaded immediately. He knew Yun Feng respected Wei Chen, who appeared to be a high-ranking figure of the Underworld.

Yun Feng turned to Wei Chen. “Brother Wei! Please… please ask your senior to let my master go. This is a misunderstanding!”

“Your master tried to cut off my arm. If my physique wasn’t strong enough, I’d need someone else to open a sauce bottle for me,” Wei Chen retorted.

“I believe my master didn’t intend to seriously injure you. He must have known your physique could withstand it, right, Master?” Yun Feng asked.

“That’s right! I knew you had a strong physique. I only wanted to force you away. I never intended…” the master said, feigning grief.

“Oh yeah? Just force me away? Then why did you leave this disgusting thing in my wound?” Wei Chen asked, showing the injury to Yun Feng.

The wound had turned black and showed signs of rot, as if a powerful malicious qi was eroding his flesh.

At this moment, Mo Jue stepped forward. “That is a wound caused by heavily malicious will imbued into an attack. Only highly bloodthirsty demonic cultivators who follow the path of slaughter can produce something like that.”

The surrounding people nodded in agreement. Some even advised Yun Feng to listen, as Mo Jue was effectively the leader of the Demonic Path in the Azure River Province. Most of the guests at this ceremony were from the demonic path, so they understood his words.

“Brother Chen, let me see the wound.” Mo Xingyao hurried to Wei Chen’s side. After examining it, she took out a special medicine from her storage ring and applied it, greatly alleviating the symptoms.

Wei Chen was a little surprised. He had not expected this money-loving girl to take care of him like this. It felt unfamiliar, but perhaps this was her true self beneath the tsundere mask.

He thanked her as she bandaged his wound. In truth, he could have expelled the malicious qi at any time. His physique was called Evil Suppression for a reason. He kept the injury as it was to prove a point to Yun Feng.

“Master… is what they said true?” Yun Feng asked.

“You don’t believe me? Even you? It’s fine… no one believes me anyway,” the master said, pretending to be hurt and misunderstood.

“Master! I didn’t mean that!” Yun Feng quickly tried to reassure him, feeling guilty for doubting him.

“Hey, stop guilt-tripping your disciple. It’s disgusting,” Wei Chen said bluntly.

“Brother Wei! Why are you…” Yun Feng began, but Wei Chen raised his hand. The dark, rotting flesh was still visible beneath the bandages.

This made Yun Feng stop. Wei Chen then continued.

“Look, buddy, it’s your ass if you don’t believe us. If it’s true that your master is a Death Cheater who wants to wear a new body like a pair of shoes, you’re in serious trouble.”

“Don’t believe me right away. What I’m about to say is just a theory, but listen.”

Wei Chen made a dramatic gesture. “Imagine this. You train hard to become stronger. The cultivation method he teaches you involves the soul. It sounds unique, even superior, because it builds the foundation for when you reach the Soul Transformation Realm.”

Yun Feng wanted to speak, but Wei Chen stopped him again.

“Don’t interrupt. Listen to the end. The contradiction is this. At the Soul Transformation Realm, you need to merge the nascent soul back into your body and strengthen it to prepare for heavenly tribulation when advancing to the Void Refining Realm.”

“If that’s true, then your soul should already be strong enough to withstand a small spark of heavenly tribulation.”

Wei Chen paid 5,000 UGC and purchased a spark of heavenly tribulation from the redeeming shop. He took it out. The spark was contained within a transparent orb, allowing everyone to witness its power.

“This… this is a heavenly tribulation spark! He actually has one!” one of the guests exclaimed in awe.

Everyone knew that capturing even a wisp of heavenly tribulation required immense resources. Even then, its use was limited. Most treated it as an extremely expensive trump card, like a grenade, throwing it at an enemy and letting the tribulation do the rest.

If the target was a normal, truly righteous cultivator, they might survive with severe injuries. But if the target was a demonic cultivator filled with bloodlust and malicious intent, it would be a miracle if even ashes remained.

Many guests who had delved too deeply into the demonic path and blood cultivation quickly retreated, afraid that even a stray spark might hit them.

This was no joke. If they died because they were too caught up in the spectacle, people would laugh at them even after they were buried.

“Ugh…” Yun Feng felt a heavy pressure on his chest from the power emanating from the heavenly tribulation spark inside the transparent orb.

It felt as if something within him was burning, mixed with the agonizing sensation of being pierced by thousands of needles deep inside his flesh.

“Cough!” Yun Feng coughed up a mouthful of black phlegm that began to sizzle under the radiance of the heavenly tribulation spark.

“What… what is this…” Yun Feng felt like he could no longer endure it. Meanwhile, his master was in an even worse state, his form burning under the radiance of the heavenly tribulation.

“Arrrrgggggggghhhhh! Yun Feng! Yun Feng! Make him stop! Argghhhh!” the master screamed in agony, begging his disciple to plead with Wei Chen on his behalf.

“Brother Wei! Please!” Yun Feng begged.

Wei Chen nodded and stored the orb back into his storage space. He only needed to make a point and show evidence. He had no intention of killing the culprit.