I Can Transfer the Side Effects of Evil Skills

Chapter 451 - 284: I Alone Am the Poison Venerable

As dusk fell, a well-prepared Zou Feng wasted no time in heading to Di Sha Gully.

If all went according to plan, he would successfully forge his envisioned Spirit Body tonight.

With his preparations so thorough and his number one supporter taking the hit for him, there was no reason he couldn’t succeed.

To achieve this goal, Zou Feng would venture deep into Di Sha Gully for the first time to comprehend an Evil Qi that was uniquely his own.

Following the familiar path into Di Sha Gully, Zou Feng advanced directly into its depths without hesitation.

Since he was not currently cultivating, the side effects could not be transferred. Thus, with every step he took deeper into the gully, the murderous aura in his heart intensified.

Zou Feng didn’t have any particular tragic past or deep-seated grudges, but now he was filled with a monstrous resentment, the kind that made him feel, ’It’s not me who’s wrong, it’s the world.’

He was overcome with the urge to become a butcher of men, ready to slay any god or buddha who stood in his path.

Fortunately, he was holding a stalk of Heart-Soothing Grass, which kept his mind stable, so he wasn’t in any immediate danger.

Bolstered by the Heart-Soothing Grass, Zou Feng soon reached the depths of Di Sha Gully, where a fissure roughly thirty feet wide gradually came into view.

A dense, ceaseless torrent of Evil Qi billowed up from within the fissure.

The Evil Qi twisted into countless shapes, resembling malevolent ghosts from the Underworld frantically trying to claw their way out to wreak havoc upon the world.

At that moment, even with the aid of the Heart-Soothing Grass, Zou Feng inevitably began to hallucinate.

He even felt an impulse to stand at the edge of the fissure and perform a leap of faith.

In fact, the phenomenon of disciples who were cultivating in Di Sha Gully losing their sanity and leaping into the fissure occurred several times each year.

The fate of those who leaped in was either to vanish without a trace...

...or to transform into a "Sha Demon," prompting the Sect’s experts to come and capture them alive for retrieval.

That’s right—captured alive and retrieved, not killed outright.

Zou Feng had been informed of this by the disciple guarding the gully when he had first come here to begin his Cultivation.

Clearly, for a certain faction within the Sect, becoming a Sha Demon meant becoming a prime ingredient, so they would naturally come gleefully to collect.

Zou Feng, of course, had no intention of dicing with death. He immediately chose a concealed spot about a hundred feet from the fissure, shielded by a cluster of boulders.

Other disciples occasionally passed by on their way to cultivate, so choosing a secluded spot was never a bad idea.

Deciding the time was right, Zou Feng consumed all of the high-grade Elixirs he had purchased.

He then sat cross-legged and began Cultivating, attempting to simultaneously forge the Returning Ruins Melting Furnace Body, the Karma Poison Body, and the Soldier Cauldron Body.

Attempting to forge three Spirit Bodies at once and fuse them... Forget an ordinary Outer Disciple; even a master who had gone through Reincarnation Rebirth like Li Dingjie would most likely not dare to try such a thing.

However, Zou Feng was quite curious about the durability of his current number one supporter, Wang Rui of the Purple Cloud Association...

Meanwhile, having just finished handling some daily affairs for the Purple Cloud Association, Wang Rui was in a pavilion in the Valley of Forgetfulness, drinking and making merry with a junior sister who had recently joined.

In Wang Rui’s eyes, this junior sister, Du Ling, had decent Talent and a sharp mind. She was worth specially grooming.

But the specific method of this "grooming" would depend on just how "understanding" Du Ling could be...

"Junior Sister Du, I do think very highly of you," Wang Rui said, deliberately putting on a troubled expression. "But many prodigies from your cohort are vying for the chance to seek enlightenment in the Floating Light Realm. It’s not my decision to make!"

Du Ling was not so naive as to miss the implication in his words.

She had already resolved to do whatever was necessary.

Back in the Outer Sect, Du Ling had been scornful of those who practiced Dual Cultivation Skills or shaped a Spirit Body for a partner of convenience just to gain more resources.

She never imagined that upon entering the Inner Sect, the competition would become even more cutthroat in every way.

The old saying about Outer Disciples being mere cannon fodder during the so-called "conquests of the Outer Realms" was, in reality, just as applicable to ordinary Inner Sect Disciples.

Unless one was a prodigy among prodigies, a true one-in-a-million talent, why would the Pinnacle Celestial Immortal Sect care about the life or death of a single Inner Sect Disciple?

In short, Du Ling knew that clinging to her principles would only hinder her progress on the path of cultivation.

She had to seize this opportunity to seek enlightenment in the Floating Light Realm!

With this thought, Du Ling forced a seductive, albeit slightly stiff, smile. She leaned closer to Wang Rui and raised her cup. "Brother Wang, you jest. Everyone knows that the spots for our Purple Cloud Association to seek enlightenment in the Floating Light Realm are decided with a single word from you."

Hearing this, Wang Rui raised a hand to block the cup Du Ling was bringing to his lips. With a grave expression, he said, "You mustn’t spread such rumors. The rules of our Pinnacle Celestial Immortal Sect are strict. Junior Sister, don’t get me into trouble!"

’Damn it, still putting on an act!’

Cursing inwardly, Du Ling decided she had to up the ante. She sat directly on Wang Rui’s lap and cooed, "Brother Wang, just drink this cup first... Mmph!"

At this point, Wang Rui couldn’t maintain his pretense any longer and took the opportunity to pull Du Ling into his embrace.

Although Du Ling was no innocent maiden, this was her first time actively seducing someone. Feeling a natural awkwardness, she instinctively squirmed, trying to break free.

But those few squirms were enough to make Wang Rui’s expression change drastically.

"Wait, you... don’t move... AHH!!"

As Wang Rui let out an agonized howl, Du Ling instantly realized what had happened.

’What the hell? That’s it!?’

The look on Wang Rui’s face was one of utter mortification.

’That’s not right. It was never like this before. Could there be something wrong with my body?’

Wang Rui would never have guessed, not in a million years, that this sudden and most emasculating of problems was caused by Zou Feng using him to bear the side effects of forging his Spirit Bodies.