Cosmic-Level Demon God
Chapter 228 - 155: The Unfortunate Nanhuang Daoist School, Beaten up by He Lanchan Again!_2

Chapter 228: Chapter 155: The Unfortunate Nanhuang Daoist School, Beaten up by He Lanchan Again!_2

"The path after entering the state of ’sitting and forgetting’ is not easy, little fish."

The white-haired elder sighed; he couldn’t help his third disciple too much. The endpoint of the psychic path is either sainthood or damnation.

Holy spirit or evil demon, it often occurs in a single thought.

The Security Department, one of the Three Departments in Dongxia, secretly established a powerful secret agency called the ’Inquisition’.

Its purpose is to deal with the psychic path, as the light of the spirit gets polluted by the Netherworld, transforming beings into ’familiars’ or fallen into ’evil demons’.

"I can’t stop here, Master. If we fear and retreat, we will end up like soldiers afraid to die on the battlefield, perishing to stray bullets or artillery.

Charging towards them, moving forward with unwavering determination, is the only way to earn medals and rewards."

Yu Weiwei’s serene face flashed a hint of determination; no path is without danger.

Spiritual Ability Users are trapped by the Netherworld, Martial Artists are limited to their mortal bodies, and Mechanics easily become the extreme fanatics of the ’Ascension Sect’.

For example, Senior Brother Jie Xusheng; the last time I saw him, sixty percent of his body had already been replaced with cybernetic implants.

In ancient times, the Dongxia Empire would have thoroughly eradicated such beings.

Once more than fifty percent of flesh and blood is lost, one can be judged as a ’potential Ironfolk’.

Fortunately, the Dongxia Republic is relatively lenient, setting the alert threshold at around sixty-five percent.

"None of you give me any peace of mind."

The white-haired elder said helplessly.

The eldest abandons being a good scholar to study the absurd Ship Control Technique, hoping to use it to defeat the immortality research of the highest academy.

"If Senior Brother achieves it, he will be crowned ’Mechanical Leader’, an honor bestowed by the Divine Machine."

Yu Weiwei smiled and said:

"You, master, would also be proud."

The white-haired elder said with annoyance:

"If he goes mad and replaces all of his flesh, except for his brain, with implants, directly choosing to ascend as ’Ironfolk’...

Then you would fall too, sinking into the Netherworld. If our Nanhuang Daoist School produced two major heretics, plus that disgrace of a fourth disciple who still acts like a pretty boy even in his fifties...

It would indeed be an unfortunate family! If I die and meet that scoundrel He Lanchan, I’d surely be mocked!"

Yu Weiwei’s serene smile remained, looking at Qin Shi, who was absorbing white smoke in the room:

"Master, isn’t this a good seedling for you? Junior Brother Qin is well-behaved, sensible, obedient, and clever—much better than us."

The white-haired elder remained silent, then said:

"I hope he doesn’t end up like you, suddenly developing all sorts of wild ideas. Someone has to carry on the legacy of the Nanhuang Daoist School."

...

...

After inhaling the last puff of Devil’s Vine powder, the dense smoke dissipated, and Qin Shi’s face turned slightly red, as if after exercise, his blood flowing rapidly, and his whole body heating up.

The illusions became increasingly severe, and the erosion of his spirit intensified.

The scenes he witnessed began to change.

It felt like falling into the Netherworld, with armies of bizarre familiars swarming towards him.

In his hand, he wielded an Electric Shock Saber, slashing madly.

His whole body covered in blood, his fighting spirit soaring!

Just when he was in the heat of battle, the illusions shattered again.

In the blink of an eye, Qin Shi found himself in the arena of the Star Cup, where various new-generation prodigies issued their challenges, taking turns to face him.

The feeling of life-sublimating combat was incredibly vivid.

It almost made one forget that it was all a false reality.

"The aftereffects are coming on."

Qin Shi remained vigilant, staying conscious.

He suddenly had a thought—if he used his spiritual power to interfere and manipulate the illusions, could it benefit his cultivation?

"The psychic path is essentially about turning falsehood into reality. Combined with the ’Void Meditation Technique’, there’s no need to worry about getting lost in the illusions."

Qin Shi focused his mind, with the characteristic of ’muscle memory’ enhancing his body, he continued to operate the Cultivation Furnace. Then, in the emptiness of his spirit, he chanted the Dragon and Snake Scriptures.

A moment later, the atmosphere in the room seemed to stir, emitting a resonant buzz. The illusions in his mind, influenced by his spirit, began to slowly morph into reality, appearing hazily like a mirage.

In the endless starry sky, on the desolate earth, a towering and robust figure, nearly two meters tall, stood silently like a monumental stone tablet.

The white-haired elder, closely observing Qin Shi’s movements, frowned. Wasn’t that his own youthful image?

Surprisingly, it showed up in this kid’s illusion!

"Junior Brother Qin truly respects his master! Even with his spirit being eroded, he projects you, Master, indicating that he silently views you as his goal, the ultimate in his life."

Yu Weiwei exclaimed.

The Devil’s Vine contained hallucinogenic effects, and when boiled with water, it quietly envelops a person’s spirit into layers of confusion.

Those emerging images, to some extent, directly point to the heart and cannot be faked.

"Did this kid overindulge? It shouldn’t cause such spiritual fluctuations to interfere with reality..."

The white-haired elder’s mouth curved into a smile, but it also contained a hint of worry.

However, his expression soon froze.

The illusion on the screen, which was as unclear as seeing flowers through fog, suddenly distorted, and the robust figure standing on the planet was directly kicked away!

Qin Shi appeared in the scene at an unknown moment, his presence more overwhelming, with intense life force converging into a massive furnace, pouring out endless light and heat.

At a glance, he seemed like a divine being bathed in heavenly light!

Yu Weiwei’s smile also stiffened, her eyes darting to the white-haired elder, afraid that the master’s anger would make him faint on the spot.

"Good boy! Using me as a whetstone, practicing the Furnace Technique!"