Mysteries of Immortal Puppet Master - Chapter 1317 - 515: Contest of the Paths! (Part 2)
Qin De couldn’t help but feel his body and mind shaking violently.
After all, he was merely a Golden Core.
Moreover, shortly after creating the Saint Thief Scripture, he was imprisoned deep within the Cloud Prison, isolated from the world.
His cultivation level and experiences were limited.
Yet, at this moment, Xiao Juxia was revealing a corner of the world’s truth to him.
At this moment, Qin De was absolutely certain that Xiao Juxia was the highest-level cultivator he had ever seen in his life.
As for how high this level was, Qin De could not determine!
Xiao Juxia continued: “There is a saying in the art of Qi Fortune, called ’blessings and misfortunes are interdependent.’”
“Qin De, when you created the Saint Thief Scripture, while achieving astonishing success, you also nearly exhausted your good fortune, thus attracting the Human Tribulation.”
“As a result, you were imprisoned in the Cloud Prison. For so many years, you lost your freedom, but gained stability. Your Tribulation Qi constantly dissipated, while fortune accumulated. That is precisely the state of extreme adversity turning into prosperity!”
“The fortune you’ve accumulated has erupted once, landing upon me and forming a Noble’s Fortune.”
“Thus, I impart to you the top-grade cultivation method Ten Thousand Methods of Falling Demon Technique!”
“I intend to borrow your Qi Fortune to nurture the Qin De version of the Ten Thousand Methods of Falling Demon Technique.”
Xiao Juxia’s face revealed a trace of pride: “I’ll be direct, Qin De, you were originally a Confucian Cultivator. Confucianism isn’t considered a ’Dao’, even if Huazhang Country is strong, it cannot elevate Confucianism, Confucianism School, or Confucianism Religion to the level of the ten Daos.”
“Still, you possess a share of Confucian Qi Fortune.”
“By transforming you into the Demon Path, it is akin to extracting a share from Confucian Qi Fortune. This doesn’t use my Qi Fortune, nor does it use the inherent Qi Fortune of the Demon Path, but utilizes Confucian Qi Fortune to nurture the Ten Thousand Methods of Falling Demon Technique!”
“This is your current situation.”
A fierce gleam flashed in Qin De’s eyes.
Xiao Juxia spoke frankly and appeared extremely candid.
Qin De: “I only know that a family has family fortune, a clan has clan fortune, and a country has national fortune. Each superpower possesses a Suppressing Artifact of fortune. Every Cultivation Kingdom has even more.”
“I never expected the ten Daos to also have Dao fortune!”
“Top-grade cultivation methods draw the jealousy of heaven and earth, which is no small matter, therefore requiring unparalleled amounts of fortune.”
“This seems like an investment, with extremely high risks and uncertain returns.”
“Yet, the Demon Path acts without over-consuming its own Qi Fortune, but rather extracts the Qi Fortune of the other nine paths, or thousands of families, to nurture.”
“This truly is the style of the Demon Path!”
Qin De sighed from the depths of his heart, while also understanding why Xiao Juxia wasn’t afraid of his threats in the slightest.
Because this is a matter of Dao fortune.
Demon Path Qi Fortune wouldn’t allow him, Qin De, to ruin this setup.
This is one of the ten Daos.
How many Demon Cultivators are there in the world!
Countless.
The vastness of the ten Daos Qi Fortune is unimaginable.
Thus, Qin De was sure that he couldn’t possibly take actions that would disrupt the strategic plans of the Demon Path. He was merely a prisoner, merely a Golden Core Cultivator, and everything he did would be heavily influenced by Demon Path Qi Fortune.
Therefore, instead, he might as well ride this wave to achieve his own goals, rather than oppose Demon Path Qi Fortune, which might lead to unintended disasters and destruction.
Xiao Juxia had already experimented and observed many times, he was fearless, laughing heartily: “Qin De, I won’t mistake you. You’re a smart man!”
Qin De’s expression became solemn and grave.
He understood the implied meaning in Xiao Juxia’s words.
Xiao Juxia was reminding Qin De that his time was running out.
“Indeed, not much time left.”
“I have just argued against Zhao Hansheng, severely undermining the prestige of Heart Learning, which will surely provoke various suspicions from the higher echelons of Myriad Images Sect.”
“They will definitely come to investigate me.”
“Once the Ten Thousand Methods of Falling Demon Technique is discovered, they will undoubtedly eliminate me and collect the Ten Thousand Methods of Falling Demon Technique for themselves!”
Xiao Juxia had no doubt the high-level members of Myriad Images Sect would do this.
Because this is a top-grade cultivation method, a rare treasure in the world! The interests it represents far outweigh the tool that suppresses the development of the Confucian Cultivator Group, and by a large margin, far too large!
Upon realizing the truth about Demon Path Qi Fortune, Xiao Juxia had already clarified his course of action—not to oppose Demon Path Qi Fortune, but to go with the flow and achieve his objectives.
This itself was beneficial to him!
“Therefore, I must make every minute count, use the Ten Thousand Methods of Falling Demon Technique, and convert all my cultivation over.”
“I am trapped, subjected to various seals, but these are all aimed at my original Confucian Cultivation strength.”
“After transforming into Demon Skill, most of these seals will become ineffective. This is my once-in-a-lifetime chance to escape!”
“I must seize it!”
“This is likely to be the only opportunity.”
Qin De knew well the severity and immediately closed his mouth and eyes, fully employing the Demon Skill.
Inside the Cave Mansion.
Zhao Hansheng stood in front of Duanmu Zhang, bowing deeply: “Daoist Brother Duanmu, I have wronged you. This departure will end within three years, and I will certainly give you an explanation. Of course, it’s also an explanation for myself!”
Duanmu Zhang slowly raised his hand, returning the bow: “Fellow Daoist Zhao, feel free to go.”
Zhao Hansheng turned around and gradually walked away.
As for Gu Qing, who was already unconscious, he temporarily stored him away, with the situation growing increasingly dire.
Delayed any longer, and Gu Qing is very likely to turn from Confucian to Demon.
Zhao Hansheng had tried many times, even involving Chu Xuangu and other Confucian Cultivators, but none could convince Gu Qing.
This situation is extremely dangerous, and Zhao Hansheng must quickly return to the Huazhang Country and seek other Great Scholars, or even have Wang Xinyue, the founder of Heart Learning, personally intervene!
Zhao Hansheng’s departure made Duanmu Zhang appear visibly older and weaker.
Duanmu Zhang once held such great hope and expectation, now faces great disappointment and despondency.
Some Confucian Cultivators comforted him, saying Qin De is officially turned from Confucian to Demon, no longer a Confucian Cultivator but a Demon Cultivator. The reason for suppressing the development of the Confucian Cultivator Group no longer exists.
Duanmu Zhang was very aware that as long as Qin De remained powered by Confucian Mana, he would always be the Suppressing Artifact over the heads of Confucian Cultivators, firmly suppressing their progress.
The ongoing battle between Duanmu Zhang and others and the upper echelons of the Myriad Images Sect revolved around the crucial offensive and defensive point that is Qin De.
The key to this matter has always been the Myriad Images Sect leadership.
“The sect’s upper echelons will never easily let go. I say we act directly and eliminate Qin De!” another Confucian Cultivator suggested, looking excited.
“Originally, we didn’t kill Qin De out of respect for his talents, knowing his roots in Confucianism, possessing a Literary Palace, Literary Heart, and Literary Energy—he was one of us.”
“But now, though he still possesses these Confucian Cultivation skills, he’s essentially turned into a Demon Cultivator. What’s there to hesitate about?”
Chu Xuangu immediately shook his head, his stance resolute: “This absolutely must not be done!”
If the Confucian Cultivator Group were to strike and slay Qin De, it would mean political death for them.
The consequence of this would be more severe and terrifying than losing their lives.
“Moreover, upon realizing we act in such a way, the Myriad Images Sect leadership might deliberately let go and let us succeed!” Chu Xuangu thought to himself.
He saw things clearer than most Confucian Cultivators.
Situ Gu said hopelessly, “This can’t be done, that can’t be done, how can we Confucian Cultivators rise? Is there any hope for us in the sect?”
No one could reply, a scene of desolation.
After a while, Song Taosheng suddenly laughed heartily, his laughter bleak.
He suppressed his laughter and let out a long sigh: “A tree moves to die, a person moves to live. Gentlemen, I’m leaving.”
“What?!” The Confucian Cultivators were shaken and quickly urged him.
Song Taosheng stated publicly that the future within the Myriad Images Sect looks dim, even Heart Learning is failing. Even if Zhao Hansheng returns after three years of learning, can he truly succeed?
Why do people hang themselves on a single tree?
If the Myriad Images Sect isn’t working, why not leave?
Step back, and the sky widens!
The group couldn’t persuade Song Taosheng, and all looked towards Duanmu Zhang.
Song Taosheng also looked towards Duanmu Zhang, a trace of final hope hiding in his eyes.
Duanmu Zhang, witheringly despondent, gazed at Song Taosheng, without uttering a word.
In the dead silence, Song Taosheng’s last hope was completely extinguished.
He chuckled lightly, turned, and walked away, his steps unsteady, yet without hesitation, and did not look back once until disappearing from their sight.
Song Taosheng’s departure was an enormous blow to Duanmu Zhang and the Confucian Cultivators.
“Have we Confucian Cultivators truly no hope of rising within the Myriad Images Sect?”
Hua Zhang Capital, Imperial Ancestral Temple.
The Guard routinely pushed open the vermilion main doors of the temple’s hall.
The next moment, he froze, watching the scene before him in shock.
The national treasure, Golden Seal Jade Book, was emitting a peculiar light!
The radiance was greenish blue tinged with violet, violet tinged with black, as if something ominous was brewing within. The entire temple’s hall was cast in bleak light.
Cold sweat dripped from the Guard’s forehead, awakening him suddenly: “This is the treasure’s warning! What is threatening our entire Hua Zhang Country?!”
