NOVEL NEXT Chapter 11
Chapter 11: Killing Curse
The next day, Lü Yang waited in his cave dwelling for an entire day.
No one came.
The three black-clothed men seemed as if they weren't disciples of the Primordial Saint Sect at all, not causing the slightest ripple; no one even came to check on the situation.
Lü Yang sighed once more.
He wouldn't doubt that the Primordial Saint Sect, which possessed the Life Lamps of all its disciples, hadn't discovered the deaths of the three.
Now, thinking about it, perhaps "mutual killing among disciples" was an unspoken rule.
As long as it didn't escalate and become widely known, no one would investigate thoroughly.
After all, the demonic sects were unpredictable and hard to fathom.
Someone died—perhaps to silence them, perhaps for wealth, or perhaps they learned something they shouldn't have.
What if an investigation truly uncovered something?
So, it's better not to investigate.
"No wonder it's called the Primordial Saint Sect."
After sighing, Lü Yang felt at ease and began collecting the spoils of battle.
First were the disciples' tokens.
What shocked Lü Yang was that the tokens of the three black-clothed men contained a total of 400 contribution points, an unusually high amount.
"So, they were repeat offenders."
Lü Yang frowned and searched further.
Apart from miscellaneous items, only a secret manual titled "Qi Concealment Technique" caught his attention.
After all, in Lü Yang's view, these three black-clothed men were very skilled at concealing their true qi.
If it weren't for his breakthrough in cultivation, which brought a qualitative leap in both true qi and spiritual sense, he might not have detected their infiltration.
This demonstrated the power of the "Qi Concealment Technique," a true trump card.
"More importantly, this has nothing to do with the Primordial Saint Sect!"
The sect's cultivation methods were only recorded in the disciples' tokens.
The "Qi Concealment Technique," however, was a secret manual, indicating it was likely a personal opportunity of the three black-clothed men.
Therefore, there was no need to worry about the sect having a way to counter it.
"Truly, a pillow comes when one is sleepy. Their deaths were worthwhile!"
Thinking this, Lü Yang sincerely collected the corpses of the three, dug a pit, and buried them, allowing them to rest in peace.
Then, he suddenly thought:
"This 'Qi Concealment Technique' is so exquisite, and it's not passed down by the sect. Where did they get it? Could there be an even greater opportunity behind this?"
In an instant, Lü Yang's thoughts became active.
But he quickly restrained his greed, his gaze returning to calmness:
"No rush, no rush. Perhaps in the next life, I can befriend these three."
There will always be opportunities!
After laying the three to rest, Lü Yang took out his disciple token and began checking the materials needed for refining a Sword Pill, as previously told by Yun Miaoqing.
"To refine a Sword Pill, one needs three taels of Gold Essence, three taels of Jade Marrow, two taels of Cinnabar, and two taels of Sword Qi, totaling ten taels. Then, using true fire and divine water to temper and cool, impurities are removed. Finally, with secret sword techniques, it's slowly refined to merge with the refiner's essence, qi, and spirit, thus truly completing the refinement."
As Lü Yang recalled the method for refining a Sword Pill, he browsed the item catalog.
The more he looked, the darker his expression became.
"Gold Essence and Jade Marrow, Cinnabar and Sword Qi, all priced uniformly at 100 contribution points per tael. True Water, 500 contribution points per gourd. True Fire, 500 contribution points per strand."
"2000 contribution points!?"
Lü Yang gritted his teeth.
He had heard from Yun Miaoqing that disciples of the Jade Pivot Sword Pavilion would receive a Sword Pill from their elders upon breaking through Qi Refining.
Yet, in the Primordial Saint Sect, it required 2000 contribution points?
An ordinary disciple would have to toil for the sect for twenty years without eating or drinking to accumulate that many contribution points!
Damn demonic sect!
Such exorbitant prices instantly extinguished Lü Yang's pride from his recent windfall, making him realize once again that he was still a pauper.
"In this case, 400 contribution points are somewhat useless."
According to Lü Yang's plan, after restarting in the next life, he would choose cultivation.
Therefore, whatever he obtained in this life couldn't be taken with him.
Thus, no matter what good items he bought with these 400 contribution points, they would be meaningless to him.
As for cultivation, the difference between mid and early Qi Refining was significant.
Even if he spent all 400 contribution points, it wouldn't be enough to break through to the fifth level of Qi Refining.
"It seems I can only exchange them for cultivation methods."
After all, compared to treasures, cultivation methods and divine abilities, as knowledge, could be carried into the next life.
Thinking this, Lü Yang immediately left his cave dwelling and headed to the Library Pavilion.
"Yo, it's you again?"
The old man at the entrance of the Library Pavilion actually remembered Lü Yang, showing a surprised expression:
"You're here to exchange for cultivation methods again? Looks like you've struck it rich."
"Thanks for the kind words, Senior Brother."
Lü Yang cupped his hands and then walked into the Library Pavilion.
This time, he had a clear intention: to find a powerful divine ability specifically for desperate situations.
Soon, Lü Yang locked onto his target.
"'Killing Curse': 300 contribution points."
This divine ability was very special, resembling the Buddhist practice of silent meditation.
It required the practitioner to nurture a breath of killing intent in their chest, refining it day and night with true qi, intertwining it with their life.
Normally, it wouldn't affect speech.
But when needed, upon opening the mouth and uttering "Kill!", the accumulated killing intent would instantly burst forth, shaking souls and spirits, unstoppable.
However, once this breath of killing intent was expended, the person would also die, making it a method of mutual destruction.
"Not bad. It can kill others and also serve as a means of suicide. Perfect for me!"
Possessing the Book of a Hundred Lifetimes, Lü Yang's greatest fear wasn't death but being unable to die, as the book couldn't be activated voluntarily and only worked upon his death.
Therefore, he desperately needed a self-destructive divine ability.
After exchanging for the cultivation method from the Library Pavilion, Lü Yang immediately sat cross-legged and began comprehending the technique.
"'Killing Curse' involves hiding qi in the chest. The most important aspect is this breath of killing intent. The higher its quality, the more powerful the 'Killing Curse' will be upon activation."
"As the saying goes, when heaven initiates killing intent, stars shift; when earth initiates killing intent, dragons and snakes rise; when humans initiate killing intent, heaven and earth overturn. Thus, killing intent in the world is divided into three types: heavenly, earthly, and human. Among them, heavenly and earthly killing intents are rare, encountered once in a century, while human killing intent is ubiquitous, with the aura of weapons being the most superior."
Inside the Library Pavilion, Lü Yang began refining the killing intent.
"Fortunately, I have the necessary materials on hand."
So-called human killing intent mostly comes from weapons used by those harboring murderous intent.
Coincidentally, he still had the weapons from the three black-clothed men.
Lü Yang directly extracted the killing intent from them, gradually refining it into his body.
In an instant, Lü Yang felt as if a thousand blades were scraping his bones and flesh in his chest, the pain unbearable.
Yet, he tightly clenched his teeth, not daring to open his mouth.
Because this was the critical moment of refinement.
If he opened his mouth and let the qi escape, he would surely die instantly!
After a long time, Lü Yang finally felt the killing intent in his chest gradually stabilize, completely merging with his true qi.
With a single thought, it could erupt.
"I wonder how powerful it is..."
Thinking this, a trace of anticipation appeared on Lü Yang's face.
He decided that before dying in this life, he must use the 'Killing Curse' once to see its power.
Returning to the entrance of the Library Pavilion, Lü Yang was surprised to find the old man there cursing loudly.
"That damned lucky bastard..."
The old man held a disciple token, his wrinkled hands trembling uncontrollably.
His old face twisted, unable to express his emotions clearly.
Lü Yang approached curiously:
"Senior Brother? What happened?"
"What happened?" The old man glared angrily upon hearing this, fiercely throwing the disciple token to the ground and sneering:
"It's all over the place. See for yourself."
Before his words fell, the old man reclined back into his rocking chair, sulking.
Lü Yang was puzzled until he opened his own disciple token and saw the latest news, finally understanding what had happened.
"The Grand Prize of the Merit Pool Finally Has a Winner!"
"The colorful merit fish was drawn by the newly inducted disciple Xiao Shiye. A true person awarded him a ten-billion prize on the spot. After receiving the prize, Xiao Shiye went into seclusion, whereabouts unknown!"