Chapter 11

Chapter 11: Sudden Calamity

“It doesn’t matter if you don’t cut it; I will teach you another method to enter.”

Zhu Feng, the esteemed Immortal Sovereign, had been tempered by thousands of years of trials and tribulations, possessing extraordinary wisdom.

He surely could not predict that his future disciple might be unwilling to sever ties.

Thus, when Zhu Feng constructed the teachings of the cultivation method with his immortal thoughts, he considered every possibility.

Chen Ansheng rolled his eyes, “There’s another method, and you still want me to cut it? You old guy have ulterior motives.”

Naturally, Zhu Feng could not hear Chen Ansheng’s insults, but he predicted that a disciple who abandoned the first method would surely question him. He explained, “The method of severing the root is the fastest way to enter; as your master, I naturally regard it as the first choice. Since you are infatuated with women and unwilling to take shortcuts, the second method must suit you.”

That was more reasonable.

Chen Ansheng finally had a bit of anticipation and focused his thoughts, “Please, Master, impart the method.”

Receiving Chen Ansheng’s request for guidance, Zhu Feng’s immortal thoughts continued, “I previously mentioned that the ’emotion’ in the world is the most toxic, and the love between men and women is the deadliest of all poisons. Therefore, I advised you to sever ties as a method of avoiding poison. This second method, however, is precisely the opposite; it harms all the beautiful women of the world and allows one to attain power through being a venomous perpetrator.”

Chen Ansheng felt a rush of excitement; harming all the beautiful women of the world was exactly what he wanted.

But Chen Ansheng was unsure if he understood correctly and asked, “May I ask, Master, how does one harm?”

“When she loves, neglect her; when she hates, deceive her; when she changes her mind, humiliate her; when she grows tired, passionately pursue her; when she feels affection, betray her; when she is heartless, abuse her… Using emotional poison to torment her repeatedly, making her unable to seek life or death.

“This is the general outline. Your master has practiced for thousands of years, having seen through the worldly affairs, I’ve condensed the essence of countless heartless men and women into more than eighteen thousand detailed rules, which I will now pass to you.”

As Chen Ansheng absorbed the essence of the “Emotional Hurt to Demon Method,” he couldn’t help but click his tongue.

How twisted must someone be to come up with such a perverse technique?

Chen Ansheng felt a chill run down his spine and could not accept it at all.

Just the idea of sacrificing his beloved to be tortured by others was utterly unacceptable to him.

And there were countless such detailed rules.

He initially thought it was merely to become a lecher.

This was already the limit of what his worldview could bear.

“Indeed, the demonic path is not easy to cultivate. Forget it; I will stick to the righteous path. Goodbye, and if fate allows, we shall meet again.”

Chen Ansheng withdrew from his consciousness, giving up on practicing the demonic skill.

“There are still some fundamental techniques to cultivate, which is not a loss.”

Chen Ansheng looked over some other lower-level techniques.

These types of techniques could be cultivated if one had a certain level of comprehension and sufficient spiritual power.

He sat down and began to understand.

After spending a few days, Chen Ansheng was the first to successfully cultivate the “Hidden Breathing Technique” and a technique called “Extreme Escape Heavenly Gang.”

The Hidden Breathing Technique could conceal one’s realm essence and physical characteristics, while the Extreme Escape Heavenly Gang was a defensive technique that could instantly drain immortal power to form a strong protective barrier while escaping a hundred miles; it was a life-saving technique.

As for the other techniques, they were a bit more difficult and would require extra time to perfect.

Seeing that the seven-day deadline in the lower realm had arrived, Chen Ansheng did not continue his training.

…

In the immortal realm, in an empty cave.

This time going to the lower realm, he didn’t enjoy himself but at least gained something.

Just that Yuan Spirit Pill alone was invaluable.

One must know that even the lowest grade pills to enhance spiritual power cost over one hundred thousand immortal crystals for just one.

“I have skyrocketed in spiritual power; I wonder if I can lock onto the world when I cross over next time.”

Next time crossing over, Chen Ansheng wanted to go to the Cloud Dragon Realm.

As for the reason, it was definitely not to repay Qing’er; absolutely not.

Chen Ansheng lay quietly on the stone, waiting for the twelve hours of the crossover stone’s seal to end.

“Right, completing the tasks assigned by my master might yield great benefits.”

The tasks to assassinate the Xuan Ku Emperor and the treacherous woman from Zhu Feng’s forbidden area were definitely impossible to complete. Chen Ansheng looked for simpler tasks that could be completed easily.

After a few moments, Chen Ansheng’s face fell in disappointment.

The simplest task inside was to join the “Snow Lotus Sect.”

This Snow Lotus Sect was one of the top ten sects in the Frosty Heaven Domain, standing for hundreds of thousands of years in the immortal realm.

Never mind his mediocre aptitude, power, and background, the chance of joining was negligible.

Even if he had outstanding qualifications and an unbeatable background, they only accepted female disciples!

“Forget it; there can’t be that many free rides. I might as well enjoy my blessings in the lower realm.”

Chen Ansheng cast aside everything related to Zhu Feng.

“Time really passes slowly.”

Chen Ansheng felt like a long while had passed, but it had only been one hour.

While working in the mines, he never experienced this feeling of time dragging on.

“Forget it, I’ll go for a stroll to kill time.”

Chen Ansheng left the empty cave and arrived at a market near the mining area, preparing to eat and drink to pass the time.

After all, he had money now; there was no need to be frugal like before.

“Ansheng, my old brother!”

Just as he was about to order a few dishes at a small restaurant, a coworker from the mine urgently patted Chen Ansheng’s shoulder.

“Brother Zhao, what’s making you so flustered?”

“Something’s happened, a big incident!”

“What is it? Tell me.”

“Our mine’s purple crystal output is short by a thousand jin, and the Wang family’s higher-ups are furious, dispatching people to investigate this matter and ordering everyone to gather at the mine immediately.”

Chen Ansheng was somewhat shocked.

A thousand jin of purple crystal missing! This is serious!

A thousand jin could be divided into ten thousand pieces, equating to one million immortal crystals!

Who had the audacity to steal a thousand jin of purple crystal from the mine?

Chen Ansheng felt a sense of foreboding; this incident happening in his workplace meant that even if he was not involved, he would likely face considerable repercussions.

“Weren’t we all checked when we left the mine? How could this happen?” Chen Ansheng felt anxious.

“How would I know? Hurry up and go, I’ll notify the others.”

“Alright.”

With no other option, Chen Ansheng could only put aside everything else and see what was going on.

As for just leaving? There was no way he would dare do that now; the Wang family was powerful, and angering them would lead to dire consequences.

He rushed over to the mine.

Most of the dozens of people working in this tunnel had already returned.

At the front of the crowd stood a middle-aged man in a blue robe, holding a long whip, his anger boiling over.

Before him knelt the usually arrogant Wang Bo, bloodied and begging for mercy.

“Slap!”

The middle-aged man swung his whip down, and Wang Bo’s back was lacerated.

“You dog, if you don’t bring back a thousand jin of purple crystals today, I’ll take your life.”

“Seventh Uncle, please spare me! I will investigate; I will definitely find out.”

Wang Bo cried out like a dog, begging for mercy.

The middle-aged man’s anger did not dissipate as he cruelly lashed Wang Bo three more times.

Wang Bo, unable to bear the pain, suddenly remembered that on the day of their departure from the mine, only one person left with something!

“Seventh Uncle, stop hitting me! I know who stole the purple crystals!”

Wang Bo gritted his teeth; even though he understood that an ordinary black stone could not possibly hide a thousand jin of purple crystals without him noticing, he had no choice; if he didn’t use that person as a scapegoat, his own life would be forfeit.