Chapter 192: The Peerless Ghost God and the Spiritual Sense Sword

Qin Haoxuan pretended not to have noticed Gumu, secretly gathering his spiritual energy for an attack, but on the surface, he remained completely relaxed, without a hint of vigilance. Xing, meanwhile, transformed into a heart-protecting mirror on Qin Haoxuan’s chest.

After sneaking up to a short distance from Qin Haoxuan, Gumu directly activated and threw a spiritual talisman. It was one with the power of a Tenth-Leaf cultivator’s attack. Although not as powerful as his own strike, its advantage was its short preparation time, and it wouldn’t alert the opponent like casting a spiritual art would, making it perfect for a surprise attack.

The spiritual energy from the talisman formed into a giant saber that viciously chopped towards Qin Haoxuan. With the power of this talisman, if it were to hit, a Fourth-Leaf cultivator like him would be cut in two at the waist, a certain death.

Gumu could not have known that he was attacking a monster. Qin Haoxuan, having cultivated the Dao Heart Seed Demon Art, possessed an extremely tough body. An attack of this level would only cause him some pain; it couldn’t truly harm him, let alone with Xing’s protection.

The attack should not have been able to move him, but Qin Haoxuan played along, letting the force send him flying as if he had been grievously injured. He forced out a few mouthfuls of blood, then lay on the ground, holding his breath and feigning death.

Seeing his sneak attack succeed so smoothly, Gumu did not suspect a thing. After all, this fellow was only at the Fourth-Leaf. It was perfectly normal for him to be killed by a Tenth-Leaf level talisman. He only lamented that his own junior brother had somehow died at the hands of such a weakling. Gumu walked closer, wanting to get a clear look at his face.

Lying on the ground, Qin Haoxuan had been brewing his spiritual sense. When Gumu approached, his attack was ready.

Spiritual Sense Sword!

The golden spiritual sense was extremely fast, formless and traceless. Gumu’s entire mind went blank. Qin Haoxuan’s spiritual sense, which was comparable to that of a Dao Fruit Realm ancestor, was completely overwhelming. Even though he had not used his full power, it was not something his opponent could withstand. In an instant, Gumu stood frozen in place, like a statue.

An opportunity!

Qin Haoxuan suddenly shot up. A ten-foot-long brilliant light condensed from his Heaven-Cleaving Slash, leaving a perfect arc in the air. The briefly unconscious Gumu had no defense at all. His head was directly chopped off by Qin Haoxuan, and it rolled on the ground with a thud, a jet of blood spraying a full ten feet into the air from his severed neck.

The tense ambush had borne perfect fruit. A Fifteenth-Leaf rogue cultivator had died just like that, without even knowing how.

Qin Haoxuan did not waste any courtesy on the dead man and immediately began to search the body for spoils of war.

Gumu was no richer than Gutu. On his body, he also found only a small amount of materials and a few spirit stones. The difference was that he also found a small booklet. On its cover were written four words: Advent of the Ghost God. From the name alone, one could tell that this was an evil, unorthodox combat art.

Xing, having reverted to his human form, saw the booklet and said excitedly, “To think that such a piece of trash would have something so good on him. This Advent of the Ghost God is a very high-level and strange combat art, but it’s rarely seen because so few people know it. It’s rumored that when cultivated to its highest level, one can summon a god to fight for them. That combat power… tsk tsk, it’s really interesting! Of course, the part about summoning a god is just a boast. No one has ever reached that level, but it can’t be denied that this is a rare and good item. I can’t figure it out, why would such a good thing be on a worthless rogue cultivator like this?”

Next, Qin Haoxuan found a small jade vial on the corpse. The vial was covered in inscriptions, and its blood-red color was very unsettling. Xing took the bottle, weighed it, and his face lit up with excitement again. “Old Qin, your luck is really good! This little vial is full of resentful souls. It seems he collected the other fifty percent of the ghosts from the battlefield in here.”

Qin Haoxuan said, “Do you think we can transfer the ghosts from this bottle into our Soul-Guiding Talisman?”

Xing quickly refuted the idea. “That won’t work. There are too many ghosts in this bottle. The moment we let them out, they’ll scatter, and we won’t have time to capture them in our talisman. Besides, cultivating the Advent of the Ghost God requires a large number of ghosts. It requires ‘ghost raising’.”

“Ghost raising?” Qin Haoxuan felt his skin crawl. Although he was now a cultivator, and an ordinary fierce ghost was as fragile as a scarecrow before him, he still found the concept psychologically difficult to accept.

“Ghost raising is like the ‘gu’ raising of your mortals. You put all these ghosts in one bottle and let them fight endlessly. They kill, absorb, and devour each other until only one is left. That is the first step in preparing to cultivate the Advent of the Ghost God,” Xing explained, weighing the jade vial again with a satisfied expression. “There are a lot of ghosts in here, but they’ve just been put together. A special method hasn’t been used to incite their killing intent yet, so for now, they won’t kill each other.”

Qin Haoxuan thought, Is there a way to release these ghosts without them bringing disaster upon the mortal world?

“You don’t know how to redeem lost souls. Besides raising them and letting them kill each other, there is no other way,” Xing answered firmly. Seeing his expression, and that he didn’t seem to be lying, Qin Haoxuan sighed to himself. Perhaps letting the ghosts in the bottle kill each other was the best solution. After all, their resentment was too heavy, and having been captured by Gumu, it was even stronger. If they were released, they would all become fierce ghosts that would plague the mortal world.

After they had packed everything up, they quietly slipped back into the camp. With the two enemy cultivators now dead, according to the intelligence Su Wu had provided, their work here was done.

Back in his tent, Qin Haoxuan took out the booklet and began to cultivate the Advent of the Ghost God. The first page was a dense text of the cultivation incantation and a relatively detailed method. This was only for the first level. After the text were a few sentences.

“To cultivate the Advent of the Ghost God, one with excellent talent can master the first level in a year. One with average talent can master it in three years. One with poor talent may take from three to ten years. You, the later generations, must be patient and cultivate with a sincere heart. You must not be greedy for quick progress…”

Seeing this, Qin Haoxuan sighed softly. “With my aptitude for cultivating arts, it would take me three to ten years to master the first level. That’s too long. I might as well put it aside for now and focus on refining talismans to deal with Master Chi Lian.”

Xing immediately rejected his idea. “This art also follows the path of yin souls. Whether you can master the first level or not, coming into contact with it will surely be beneficial. Even if you can’t master it, you can at least strengthen your ability to control yin souls, which will be of great help to you. Aren’t we planning to refine a Baleful Spirit Talisman to deal with Master Chi Lian? If your ability to control yin souls is strong, the power of the talisman will also increase a great deal.”

Hearing this, Qin Haoxuan felt it made sense. “Then I will practice it,” he said. He began with the first line of the incantation. The text of the art was much simpler than that of the mind-essence secret arts. As he was reading it, Xing was also looking over his shoulder, occasionally falling into deep thought, his eyebrows sometimes flying up in a look of sudden enlightenment.

The two of them finished reading the first level’s incantation at the same time. Although the text was relatively simple, there were still some parts that Qin Haoxuan did not understand. He pointed them out and asked Xing. Getting caught up in the topic, Xing began to explain from the very first sentence, his explanation profound yet easy to understand and extremely thorough. If Qin Haoxuan had only understood forty percent before, with thirty percent completely incomprehensible and thirty percent only half-understood, then after Xing’s explanation, he had memorized all the key points of the first level. Moreover, Xing even added his own insights at some of the crucial points.

After memorizing the cultivation method and understanding the key points and difficulties, Qin Haoxuan began to cultivate. Before he started, Xing pointed to some of the particularly difficult points in the booklet and said with a concerned expression, “You won’t be able to understand these explanations. You can only be careful when you cultivate. If you find something is not right, stop immediately.”

Although Xing had pointed out the difficult points, he could not tell him how to avoid or solve them. After all, he had never cultivated the art himself, and in cultivation, the master could only lead one to the door; the rest was up to the individual.

The method of circulating energy for the Advent of the Ghost God was different from ordinary arts, so Qin Haoxuan was especially careful. After all, this was no small matter. Especially with an evil art like this, a single mistake could lead to his qi and blood flowing in reverse and his body exploding.

He cautiously began to circulate his energy according to the method. A sinister, baleful aura began to emanate from his body.

Xing was secretly dumbfounded. He had only heard of the Advent of the Ghost God before; now seeing it in person, it was truly as formidable as the legends said. But its completely different method of circulating energy also made him break out in a cold sweat for Qin Haoxuan.

When he first began to circulate the art, he did indeed feel a sense of breathlessness, and his qi and blood showed a tendency to flow in reverse. Just then, the Dao Heart Seed Demon Art he cultivated automatically began to operate. And the orthodox Daoist art he practiced, the Sea-Gathering Art, also began to circulate at the same time. In an instant, two mind-essence incantations were operating in his body simultaneously, using the energy circulation method of the Advent of the Ghost God.

According to the introduction of the first level, as long as one used the art’s circulation method to gradually form an aura of yin energy in the body suitable for yin souls to exist, and could freely control this aura to command possessed ghosts, then the first level was considered successfully cultivated.

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