Immortal Cultivation and Life-Saving Guide

Chapter 579 A Shift in Mindset!

Before He Haichao could say anything, the townspeople around him burst into laughter.

"Don't even mention attaining enlightenment and ascending to heaven. Over the years, I haven't seen many cultivators escape the suffering of reincarnation."

"That's right, it was just for fun. I didn't say anything even after being stabbed twice!"

"You're really generous, aren't you? You didn't show any mercy, you still dug the person's patella out, didn't you?"

Hearing the crowd's "cheers and laughter," Su Jing, who was already angry, turned even more ashen-faced.

Normally, the Demon-Binding Rope would have already started whipping her. But Wei Xi had recently exposed her carefully maintained facade of strength, which made her somewhat uneasy.

Before being imprisoned in Dieji Mountain, Su Jing's "Yan Zhen" was under the strict control of Master Wei.

It should be noted that cultivators were once beings who dared to challenge the Heavenly Dao. They acted entirely according to their conscience, and given the fierce competition, there were quite a few who used ruthless methods.

Master Wei was the best among them; at least Su Jing suffered a lot because she loved to tell little lies.

After several times, Su Jing's legs went weak whenever she saw Master Wei, and she didn't even have the courage to kneel down and beg for mercy.

Therefore, even though Wei Xi didn't seem to have recovered to her peak strength, Su Jing still didn't dare to use [Yan Zhen] recklessly in front of her.

Who knows if Wei Xihui has recovered his strength? Anyway, Su Jing thinks he's still as cunning as ever, able to spot even the slightest flaw!

He Haichao was usually able to suppress these troublemakers not only because of his formidable strength and fair dealings, but also because of Yan Zhen's subtle hints. At this moment, Su Jing's face was flushed red; clearly, she didn't have time to help him.

Therefore, when He Haichao said a few words, the townspeople's overwhelming resentment only burned even brighter.

No one could laugh if they heard that someone was going to slice them up and eat them.

Before Wei Xi's smile completely disappeared, Cai Xin made a dazzling entrance carrying the half-dead Yu Jin.

"Wow! It's so lively! Didn't you have enough fun last night? It seems you fellow Daoists are still as valiant as ever! Congratulations!"

Cai Xin opened his mouth without saying anything serious, but everyone's attention still turned to him.

The reason is simple: Cai Xin is a madman, and he also has the deadly magic weapon [Chasing the Wind]. Even without the Bodhi Arrow, he is still one of the most notorious madmen in the town.

In some ways, madmen are more respected than normal people.

"Why did you come here?" He Haichao asked, somewhat surprised. "At least let her go inside the gambling den and take a look..."

“Of course I know,” Cai Xin smiled sinisterly, then threw the embers on the ground. “Isn’t this just to cheer on our Master Wei?”

The embers lay motionless on the ground like a rag, clearly having suffered greatly at Cai Xin's hands.

Thinking of the divinations Yu Jin had performed, Wei Xi was filled with emotion: Did he really dig his own grave?

Of course, since he was an acquaintance, even though he posed no threat to Wei Xi, some sympathy should still be shown.

"Kill him."

"what?"

Wei Xi didn't even lift his eyelids, speaking as if he were talking about the weather, "I said kill him."

Not only He Haichao, but the town's crowd, which had been making noise, instantly quieted down.

"He's in such a state, he'll probably die before we can even take him upstairs. I'm barely managing to take care of myself, how can I drag him away?" Wei Xi chuckled briefly and replied, "Keeping him in your hands won't save him, why make him suffer for nothing? Please hurry, I'll thank you very much."

These words are chilling, especially when one cannot discern the truth from falsehood.

“Nothing has changed at all,” Cai Xin scooped up the embers, as if he were fiddling with a rag doll. “But there’s something you don’t know, is there?”

Wei Xi crossed his arms, looking uninterested.

“In Hulu Town, it’s particularly easy to strip away people’s basic nature.”

Cai Xin placed his hand on Yu Jin's crown. "In the end, I still have to thank you for your meticulous planning... How about taking his yin and yang energy down with you?"

Before Wei Xi could react, Cai Xin actually extracted the Yin-Yang Qi from Yu Jin's brain, holding it in his hand like a piece of dough that had been thoroughly kneaded.

The corpse that the embers had parasitized was discarded like trash and lay limp on the ground.

Despite being described as the origin of humanity, this extracted yin and yang energy appeared quite ordinary. However, Wei Xi, who had attained the Dao of Cause and Effect, could see clearly that it was entangled with numerous ancient symbols.

Based on information from various sources, Wei Xi is more inclined to believe that the ancient symbols representing Yin and Yang energy represent experiences required by the Dao.

If it is necessary to burn away the obsession with the Scorching Yin Fire, Wei Xi suggests that Yu Jin find someone to properly enlighten him, otherwise, with the number of these symbols, his Dao heart will be completely destroyed and he will go astray sooner or later.

However, Wei Xi vaguely sensed that the so-called "obsession" was related to the selfish motives of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect.

Su Jing, who was observing from the side, frowned deeply—she had originally planned to pretend to be deaf and dumb until she got rid of Wei Xi, this plague god, but things had turned out this awkward situation.

According to Su Jingli's established persona, she should have stood up and said something at this point—a person who makes a living by talking must never have their persona collapse.

Since Wei Xi hadn't explicitly forbidden it, Su Jing braced herself and said, "What do you mean? Are you going out of your way to make things easier for her? If you don't keep an eye on her and let her into the gambling den, what's the difference between that and letting a tiger return to the mountains?"

This statement was supported by most of the townspeople—what if Wei Xi went into the gambling den and ran away with the remaining essence of Yu Jin?

It must be said that Master Wei has a very good reputation. Not a single person in the town doubts her abilities, which is a kind of affirmation.

Judging from Wei Xi's attitude, Yu Jin's life might not be able to hold her back.

But now, the townspeople have no other choice but to pin their hopes on Wei Xi's elusive and ambiguous humanity.

For thousands of years, the townspeople racked their brains but could not escape. Their personalities were gradually distorted by the stagnant days and the torment that descended every night, making them completely different from the people they were in their youth.

There were many townspeople who wanted to kill Wei Xi to vent their anger, but let alone kill her, even torture would likely destroy any remaining hope.

At this moment, the townspeople who had vented their emotions by killing each other last night had only one thought in their minds: they couldn't possibly kneel down and beg her to enter the gambling den, could they?

Cai Xin slowly tore apart the yin-yang energy, and a chilling scream instantly echoed throughout Hulu Town.

Cai Xin tossed half of the Yin-Yang energy into Wei Xi's hand, raising an eyebrow. "Go into the gambling den, find a way to get us out, and then return to inform us. Otherwise, this Taoist priest you don't know will be stuck on Dieji Mountain forever!"

“That’s not entirely accurate,” Cai Xin said, turning his hand to hide the remaining half of the Yin-Yang energy into his sleeve. “If you want to leave, he will also return to the mortal world. However, a part of him will forever suffer from the scorching Yin Fire. What do you think he will do?”

Wei Xi didn't know what Yu Jin was going to do, but he knew he was in for a bad time.

After all, Yu Jin was the disciple of the Tuoba Sect Leader. If word got out that he had stood by and watched someone die, Wei Xi would have no face to show in the cultivation world anymore.

On second thought, Wei Xi realized that leaving the ashes of Dieji Mountain might not preserve his memories, and the anxiety he had just felt eased again.

Unable to be selected—that perfectly describes Wei Xi's current situation. (End of Chapter)