Chaotic World Book
Chapter 372 - 364: The Final Precipitation

Chapter 372: Chapter 364: The Final Precipitation

Xue Canghai did not understand the ancient dragon sentiment of this guy. In his view, naming it such was purely making trouble out of nothing. You practicing Qi and blood as a man, with such tender and poetic names, who are you planning to recite these to, some young maiden?

Oh right... The battle of Jiangnan, it seems like it is now presided over by Tang Wanju...

Xue Canghai’s expression became very strange.

Zhao Changhe was looking at the sky, waited for a while and the Chaotic World Book did not react, so he breathed a sigh of relief and said cheerfully, "Let’s leave it at that for now, everyone go back and rest, later I will practice saber skills with Sect Hierarch Xue everyday."

Xue Canghai: "..."

The sect members suddenly felt that the Sect Hierarch seemed even more miserable than before... It was better being the gatekeeper of the Human List, where everyone wanted to pinch but none actually did. What now?

Still getting pinched, and every day at that, just like a sufferer.

Speaking of which, the Sect Hierarch broke through the Secret Treasure first, and had pondered over the content of the Secret Treasure Saber Technique for many years; Zhao Changhe had just broken through and never encountered the subsequent Saber Techniques, just learning them... Comparatively, it should be the Sect Hierarch who is of a higher level, so does this mean the Sect Hierarch was once again challenged by someone of a higher rank?

The sect members quickly dispersed, not letting the Sect Hierarch see their sympathetic faces. Thankfully the Chaotic World Book did not react, otherwise, it would have been too tragic...

Xue Canghai was unaware of what the sect members were thinking; he was pondering over the saber strike Zhao Changhe had just delivered. Finally, he got the hang of it, "I originally thought the Saint Heir had created his own Sword Skill. But upon reflecting, it’s still modeled after ’Hell is Like This’... though it’s combined with some other elements. I’ve seen the Yellow Sand Blade Technique you previously taught to the Beimang disciples; this strike contains its essence."

"Yes, my Evil Qi isn’t rich enough, so I must combine other means. Sect Hierarch, you might not necessarily need to follow my path; you can delve deeply into Blood Evil."

"If you continue like this, you can really create your own Sword Skills."

Zhao Changhe pondered, "Not just Sword Skills, it would be best if I could create my own Cultivation Techniques. Some people have advised me not to be too obsessed with receiving the legacy from Ancient Times, and you should do the same."

It sounds simple, creating one’s own Cultivation Technique, who do you think everyone is, Xia Longyuan?

Xue Canghai didn’t bring that up, instead he said, "Saint Heir, if you find your Evil Qi insufficient, you can actually harness Array Plates to cultivate it. Especially when activating the Holy Object, I see it brimming with energy and overflowing with Evil Qi; as long as you stabilize your Spirit Platform, cultivating Evil Qi shouldn’t be an issue."

"I had the same idea; I’ll give it a try later," asked Zhao Changhe, "Sect Hierarch, the saber strike you executed just now and yesterday’s, with the sword momentum light yet heavy, strength restrained yet deep, how did you manage to concentrate without dispersing?"

"Oh, it’s like this... when transferring energy, there are some tricks..."

The two entered the secret chamber, chatting like old friends as they walked, discussing insights with each other. In the distance, a fellow sect member scratched his head, feeling a sense of being left out.

When did these two get so close? Really odd.

Once again before the Array Plate, Zhao Changhe took out a bead that had previously absorbed Evil Qi and tried it in various similar-shaped positions, and finally, with a "click," it was successfully embedded.

Although the Evil Qi had been extracted, in comparison to such a Holy Object, the bit of Evil Qi absorbed at the several levels of the Mystical Gate was like scooping a mouthful of water from the sea, hardly making any impact.

The nearby Xue Canghai was ecstatic, "Our generations have been searching for these Array Plate components, but with very little progress. We found some in the earlier years, but haven’t found a single one in recent years. Saint Heir, where did you get this from?"

"Got it from Maitreya." Zhao Changhe began mischievously directing trouble elsewhere, "Maybe he still has more? Look at their intention of ’Killing to Become Buddha’, doesn’t it seem similar?"

Xue Canghai couldn’t help but give a wry smile, "No need to elaborate, Saint Heir, we understand."

"Cough," said Zhao Changhe, "Anyway, the main target of the Blood God Sect from now on is to find these objects, I’ll leave this matter to you all; I can’t handle so much work by myself."

Resolving grievances with the Blood God Sect and becoming one of them, this is one of the typical benefits.

Zhao Changhe had his own ideas about the complete Array Plate; how powerful a complete Holy Object could be was not something to ponder. Even in the last epoch, this Array Plate was definitely one of the top tier items. If it could be completed in this world, it truly would be formidable, able to vanquish gods and Buddhas alike; even a blind man wouldn’t know if he could withstand a strike from this Array Plate.

But where did he have so much earth time to find so many of these oddments? Having a sect in charge made it much easier; when completed, he still held a say in how it was used.

As for the difficulty in finding them previously, this was closely related to strength and networks. The Blood God Sect, confined here, dared not roam randomly; how could they find such treasures? His involvement could turn around a lot of this aspect; looking for items in the future wouldn’t be that difficult, especially since he also had Ying Wu as a collaborator.

Xue Canghai didn’t know about Ying Wu, but knew with Zhao Changhe’s Blood God Sect, the environment might really change in the future.

He sincerely bowed, "Truly grateful, Saint Heir."

Zhao Changhe said, "It’s late at night; Sect Hierarch, you should also rest early. I’ll try absorbing and cultivating Evil Qi."

After hearing that he was no longer welcomed, Xue Canghai responded, "The most troublesome part about absorbing external Evil Qi is that it often mingles with various negative energies, which can easily influence the mind and lead to changes in temperament over time. Do you, Saint Heir, have several of these?"

"Hmm, I have absorbed this pearl."

"Previously, Saint Heir might have used other sects’ methods of calming and focusing the mind to deal with this, but such methods can only suppress relatively weak energy. When it comes to Holy Objects, they may not be very effective because the level difference is a bit too large... However, we have specialized in this area, unlike others, and have developed a method to directly discard negative energies and accurately extract the needed Blood Evil, which has a better effect. If you encounter other objects containing Evil in the future, you can also use this method."

See what is professional? This is professional. Zhao Changhe was overjoyed, "Please guide me, Sect Hierarch."

Xue Canghai left instructions on how to extract Evil Qi before leaving, and Zhao Changhe lightly touched the Array Plate, closed his eyes, felt the Blood Evil Power within, and tried to extract it.

At the same time, the Heavenly Book began a VR analysis, "Blood God Array Plate, a deadly array created by the Blood God at his deathbed. It slaughtered thousands as a sacrifice, including his own blood and flesh, and was refined from the blood and vicious energy of myriad spirits. The Evil Qi soared to the skies, its power boundless. It contains the life’s Cultivation Technique of the Blood God, analysis as follows..."

"Wait, don’t analyze the Cultivation Technique right now, analyze the internal Qi."

The Heavenly Book faltered, as if this wasn’t related to martial arts and thus beyond its concerns... After a while, it responded irrelevantly, "As it contains the blood of the Blood God himself, the extracted parts can be used as advanced nutrients for the Blood Shura Body. However, the difference in bloodline power is too great, and to prevent bloodline replacement or bodily explosion, some dilution methods are necessary."

This piqued Zhao Changhe’s interest: "How do you do the extraction and dilution separately?"

The Heavenly Book fell completely silent.

It was meant for martial arts analysis, not a guide; reminding you that dilution is needed seemed already like cheating—how could it provide every detailed method...

Zhao Changhe didn’t mind; he had just been considering the next steps for his cultivation without a direction, and wasn’t this it?

As for how to do it, there’s always a way to find out.

Ignoring the Heavenly Book, Zhao Changhe quietly used the method Xue Canghai had taught to directly exclude miscellaneous Qi and extract Blood Evil.

His Blood Evil Power was indeed weak—it had been despised by Xue Canghai several times... What could he do? He hadn’t been in the field for long, how many people could he have killed? Fortunately, because he had ventured deep into the battlefield beyond the border, he had killed more people, otherwise staying in the Central Plains might have meant never gathering the amount of Evil Qi needed for this Secret Treasure.

This was the last piece of the puzzle, also laying a more solid foundation for the Blood Shura Body. Without sufficient Blood Evil, cultivating a Blood Shura Body was nonsense.

...

The next morning, Zhao Changhe arrived at the Martial Arts Arena, looking radiant. The transmitting Elder and Sun Jiaoxi along with others were instructing the sect members in their practice. Seeing Zhao Changhe approach, they respectfully greeted, "Saint Heir."

They were inwardly astonished; the earlier Zhao Changhe had had a refined demeanor, hardly suiting the nickname "Bloodthirsty Shura". But merely one night had passed, and it seemed the fierceness fitting that nickname had returned.

If Sect Hierarch Xue fought today, he might get defeated in an even shorter time.

Was this man a monster? His rate of progress was absurd.

Thinking this, they saw Zhao Changhe cheerfully wave his hand, "Good morning, everyone. Good morning, Instructor Sun."

His smile instantly dispelled half of the vicious energy, and everyone breathed a sigh of relief, all saying, "Good morning, Saint Heir, would you like to give us a few pointers? Everyone is looking forward to it."

Zhao Changhe said, "Uh, I came here to fight with Old Xue."

...

Instructor Sun fell silent, "Sect Hierarch Xue ran off early in the morning, saying only an idiot would continue being everyone’s punching bag."

Zhao Changhe’s gaze swept over Instructor Sun and settled on the transmitting Elder, who stepped back, warily watching him.

Zhao Changhe grinned, showing his teeth, "Elder just said, let me give everyone a few pointers..."

The transmitting Elder laughed wryly, "We can’t provide the sparring you need..."

"Yes, you can," Zhao Changhe deadpanned. "Fighting Sect Hierarch Xue is for practicing one-on-one, here we can practice group battles... How many people? All at once."

Everyone: "..."

What had Sect Hierarch Xue just said? Only an idiot would continue being everyone’s punching bag.

Instructor Sun sighed.

The transmitting Elder patted his shoulder, "Now I believe it; you’re definitely not some recluse selling dumplings... This damned fellow’s got to this point entirely because he’s a madman."