The powerful intimidation instantly suppressed the lotus flower flying through the air.
Fan Wubing immediately moved to an open area, not giving any opportunity for being surrounded and attacked.
The fusion of divine techniques is very strong!
But... it’s extremely exhausting for the mind.
Fatigue surged like a tide. At this moment, Fan Wubing felt as though he had stayed up for many nights and just wanted to sleep deeply.
But the battle was not over yet! He stared intently at the Soul Daoist,
"Old tricks might indeed be useful again!"
The form of the Soul Daoist wavered and his soul fire flickered in his eyes... Damn, what’s with this kid always finding solutions? How many more tricks does he have up his sleeve?
Seeing that the attack of the Lotus Daoist Intent was ineffective, he intended to recall it.
Fan Wubing suddenly shouted,
Fan Wubing took the initiative to attack, flashing forward, using the Unwarranted Qi Creation Skill, forcefully capturing several lotus flowers, and then stuffing them into his mouth right in front of the Soul Daoist’s face.
Since it’s Daoist Intent, it had no physical form.
But, even if chewed dry, it greatly satisfied Fan Wubing’s "tongue craving."
["Tongue craving" was greatly stimulated, you’ve absorbed some Evil Qi containing Daoist Intent, and your life force limit increased by 1129.]
[...life force limit increased by 1347]
[...life force limit increased by 1423]
[...life force limit increased by 979]
The four lotus flowers of Daoist Intent added 4878 points to his life force limit.
"I thought it was some orthodox Daoist thing, but it turns out it’s just Evil Qi! You can fool others, but not me!"
If the Soul Daoist had a physical body, he would surely be frightened now. He had never seen such a monster that devours Daoist Intent lotus flowers alive, more monstrous than a monster and more ghastly than a Ghost Cultivator!
"You aren’t necessarily anything good either! You’re no different from me!"
Fan Wubing twisted his neck,
"Same path as you? Haha, I would never kill innocent people!"
The Soul Daoist shouted,
"You outsiders, none of you are innocent! If we don’t devour you, you’ll devour us! Do you think this place is really some Peach Blossom Spring?"
Fan Wubing said coldly,
"You can indeed call us cultivators such, but you’ve been the one causing the plague in the shantytown area, and every County Magistrate who wanted to rebuild the area, you’ve disrupted, right? Who knows how many ordinary people you’ve harmed to collect Evil Qi!"
The soul fire in the Soul Daoist’s eyes flared intensely,
"Hahaha—you pity the people of this city? Hahaha—how naive! Feeling sorry for people who have been dead for who knows how many years? That’s why you outsiders, although in a vast world, have a vision as narrow as if you grew up in Nanlai City."
The words of the Soul Daoist validated Fan Wubing’s suspicions.
Indeed, the people in this Peach Blossom Spring had died ten thousand years ago. Possibly they were influenced by the Dao Ancestor’s purple Qi, allowing them to maintain their original form until now through certain "rules."
Fan Wubing’s eyes gleamed,
"If you only distinguish people as ’living or dead,’ no wonder you chose to become a Ghost Cultivator in such a blessed place. You only see the demise of body and soul, but never care about their will as ’people,’ as ’themselves.’ Hence, you become a thief of the Dao!"
This term seemed to stab at the Soul Daoist’s dignity. He shouted angrily,
"Hypocritical, hypocritical! If you pity them, why not save them, bound to stay here for eternity to nurture fortune for you outsiders!"
Fan Wubing remained unshaken. In past life as a human, in this life as a human, especially the decade on Enlightenment Peak cemented his ideals,
"I only do what is within my capabilities. If I truly had such power, I would surely break this Peach Blossom Spring. But for now, I fight for my breath!"
The Soul Daoist’s phantom trembled violently, gazing at Fan Wubing... not his face, but his steadfast, unyielding soul.
It was a soul he had never seen before, somewhat aloof and somewhat romantic.
This youthful body seemed to contain something extremely heavy, making it an incredibly resilient and unique soul.
His body suddenly elongated, coming before Fan Wubing,
"Fragrant... so fragrant! One is a body so fragrant it’s unbearable, the other, your soul is fragrant beyond bearable! You... you..." His head twisted ceaselessly, flying towards the Evil Qi dragon above the Daoist Temple, "you are both heaven-sent fortunes for me!"
The Soul Daoist and the Evil Qi dragon... became one!
they were always one!
The dragon, empowered by the Soul Daoist, sprang to life, soaring and dancing in the sky, its booming dragon cries breaking through the rain curtain, resonating throughout Nanlai City.
Jiang Maodian and Fu Manman wore worried expressions, nervously watching the sky.
On the city streets, most cultivators had already been invaded by Evil Qi, unable to control themselves. Only a few with higher cultivation and stronger will were barely resisting. They didn’t understand... why things changed overnight: one moment fighting for fortune, the next struggling to even keep their soul safe.
Not only the cultivators but those creatures blessed with fortune were also invaded by Evil Qi, unable to resist.
The Soul Daoist never intended for one to ascend alone with everything, but... companions, assist me to ascend!
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The Evil Qi dragon looked down on Fan Wubing with contempt,
"Can you stop me? There’s nothing you can do!"