Chapter 565

Chapter 565: The Unrivaled Calamity Master

“Boom…” The great mountain cracks open, and soon lava flows out, creating a fiery mountain range that stretches far into the distance.

“Cough, cough…” As the coughing echoes, a trail of fiery footprints appears on the ground, burning for three times seven twenty-one days before gradually extinguishing. Li Hui is injured and desperately in need of rest…

In the Yin Moon Dynasty, at the residence of Prince An, in the Star-Harvesting Tower!

“Hahaha, it’s a joy to have friends come from afar! What an honor! Congratulations to both of you, Xun Dao friends, for your significant cultivation advancement. My daughter was aware of your visit and specially prepared thirty-six fine wines for you to taste.”

“Prince, you are too kind!” Two Daoists with strikingly similar golden eyes take their seats, greeting the various ghost cultivators in the Star-Harvesting Tower.

Not long after, the food and drink are served!

This wine is made from the marrow and blood of a thousand children, while the dishes consist of beautiful women’s ears, strong men’s eyeballs, and baby lips, all very fresh, with blood even dripping from the table edges.

“Come! Top-tier dishes for the esteemed guests!” Prince An is very pleased; he put in a lot of effort for today’s feast. He brings up thirty-six jars of good wine, a hundred times more precious than child wine. However, there are only thirty-six jars, and only by toasting with the hearts of the guests can they drink to their fill.

The other ghost cultivators are merely background, as Xun Zuoyuan and Xun Maodong are the main characters of this feast.

After three rounds of drinks and five dishes, Prince An shakes his wine glass and says, “Do the two of you know about the current changes in the human realm? It has created significant pressure for us ghost cultivators! Many practitioners who usually have little capability have become tricky opponents due to a few opportunities.”

“I’ve heard a bit!” Xun Zuoyuan replies, “Prince, you should know I am currently uniting the dragon vein, waiting for that moment to arrive. I no longer have time for external affairs, not even handling the disturbances caused by my little Junior Brother.”

“Friends may not know!” Prince An flicks a drop of blood wine, which instantly transforms into a map, angrily stating, “This is the Opportunities Record published by the Surveillance Pavilion. Currently, the openly and secretly disclosed opportunities have reached over ten thousand locations, scattered throughout the Wutu Continent; I’ve even heard about opportunities in other continents! Of these, only thirty percent originated from the previous calculations of the Surveillance Pavilion, while the remaining seventy percent comes from Li Hui, Li Yingjun! This child has been stirring the waters from behind, causing these sects to pour all their energy into it, while the dark court sent out pieces to create chaos in the world.”

“Oh? Truly commendable for a Hundred Tribulation Cultivator,” Xun Zuoyuan chuckles, “As long as there is calamity, whether human tribulation or heavenly tribulation, my little Junior Brother can always seize opportunities to ride the winds and rise, truly reaching higher and higher.”

Prince An shakes his head and sighs, “I fear it’s not that simple, just a Hundred Tribulation Cultivator! The dark court’s sacrificial king purposely opened a divination session for this child. The number of offerings merely to counter the backlash of fortune is incalculable. This child has already broken the Hundred Tribulation pattern and gained the qualifications to aspire to be the Unrivaled Calamity Master!”

“An Unrivaled Calamity Master?” Xun Zuoyuan finishes his drink and coldly laughs, “As far as I know, a true Unrivaled Calamity Master only appears every forty thousand years. Even counting the Heavenly Realm, only one can undergo numerous tribulations on this path, and reaching the Late Stage of the Traveling Realm requires an important choice — to merge with calamity power or to devour it? The former is easy but holds hidden dangers, while the latter is as treacherous as a dead end, with no exceptions. The last calamity master was Changsheng Tian. Even though he merged with calamity power and carved his own path using divine assistance, he still faced a tribulation every ten thousand years. Is Changsheng Tian preparing to face tribulation? Will my little Junior Brother succeed him?”

“Hahaha, no wonder Xun Dao friend, who seized the Buddhist nation ruins, has such deep knowledge of ancient times. You’re not wrong; that Wutu’s first deity, on the surface, is about to undergo tribulation. If he fails, Li Hui could very well become the Unrivaled Calamity Master, so I need to borrow a treasure from you, friend.”

Xun Zuoyuan calculates with his fingers and understands, “So the sacrificial king has already reached an agreement with Changsheng Tian to borrow treasures from my side to help him withstand the tribulation of ten thousand years. If he successfully faces the tribulation, he certainly won’t make it easy for Li Hui.”

“Precisely! You cannot refuse, friend!”

“I will not refuse.” Xun Zuoyuan suddenly smiles and says, “I’ve heard that the prince’s daughter is stunningly beautiful, a rare beauty in the dynasty. Why not help me out and create a lovely story together?”

“You want my daughter?” Prince An thinks for a moment and then slams the table, saying, “Deal!”

Meanwhile, on the vast grassland, in the humble thatched hut where the Giant Armored Tribe keeps human slaves, a recently deceased young man suddenly sits up.

“Xiao Jiu, great! You’re finally awake.” A middle-aged man’s tears flow heavily as their family has been in business for generations, gradually declining over the last few decades. The five brothers decided to take risks, just like their ancestors, to seek profits in several nearby mining areas on the grassland.

The first two trips went well because they were cautious and didn’t push too far, earning a small profit while staying safe.

On the third trip, the five brothers grew bolder, wanting to bring back rare minerals, but they encountered a slave-catching team from the Giant Armored Tribe. The sixth and seventh brothers were bisected by flying stones during their escape, and he, the eldest, along with the fifth brother, ended up as slaves.

In the blink of an eye, two years passed in a muddled state. The fifth brother died of illness, leaving only him and Xiao Jiu relying on each other.

Yesterday, Xiao Jiu had an argument with other slaves and got hit on the head. Just now, checking for breathing had terrified him for a long while, but fortunately, he didn’t check properly; Xiao Jiu woke up.

The one who woke up is naturally not Xiao Jiu, but Li Hui.

Earlier, he had stealthily entered someone else’s life path, continuing the fate he had before. Now, severely injured, he is using the treasure cabinet of the Six Paths of Reincarnation to heal, employing the Legal form to “borrow a corpse to return to life.”

“What a remarkable Immortal Bird Dao Talisman, retaining such power even nine thousand zhang away in the Extreme Decimation Palace.”

In the astonished gaze of the eldest brother, Xiao Jiu stands up while swaying unsteadily, searches his body and head with his hands. Suddenly, he moves his head and hears several cracking sounds as he straightens his tilted head.

“Ah!” The eldest brother is so frightened that he stumbles backward.

“Eldest brother, what’s wrong with you?” Xiao Jiu turns around, looking completely normal.

“Ninth brother, you looked so strange just now!” The eldest brother says tremblingly, already recalling some rumors about “borrowing a corpse to return to life,” especially after the appearance of the dark moon, where tales of corpses transforming frequently circulate.

“I got hit with a heavy stick by Ma San; how could I be fine? That stick was as thick as a goose egg. That bastard really knows how to hit!”

Hearing the familiar curses eases the eldest brother’s heart a lot. In those rumors, the ghostly beings who “borrow corpses to return to life” are quite eerie! They wouldn’t sit down to chat with family or even recognize who was who.

However, soon the eldest brother raises his anxiety to his throat.

He sees Xiao Jiu sitting cross-legged, continuously patting and exploring his body, sometimes pointing to his acupoints with a serious expression.

“Eldest brother, I need to train diligently. The eighteen palm strikes passed down from our ancestors are quite good. I’ll strive to advance to Gathering Spirit as quickly as possible and take revenge on Ma San!”

“Eh? This is…” The eldest brother then notices that Xiao Jiu’s constant patting is indeed the ancestral technique they inherited, though it seems slightly different. That’s why he didn’t recognize it.