The Post Sky Tipping Era
Chapter 196 - 155: Mysterious First Day

Chapter 196: Chapter 155: Mysterious First Day

Li Yi felt fulfilled, as he could evolve his cultivation by night and train his marrow and blood during the day, refining his martial arts.

Additionally, with the Cultivation Skill of White Bone Temple and the nourishment of various big medicines, his growth could be described as "thousand miles in a single day." If this could be sustained for a while, he even felt he could reach the threshold of Spiritual Sense, and his Martial Arts Cultivation might actually achieve the level of Refining Points.

If the Martial Arts Concentration of Refining Points were combined with the realm of Spiritual Sense, how terrifying would that be?

Thinking about it, Li Yi felt excited.

"By the way, elder brother, we must close the doors and windows before nightfall today and stay in our rooms, unable to go out again. Today is the first day of the month, and the night is when ghosts roam, an extremely taboo day. People across the Four Seas and Eight Continents unanimously respect this important day," Sister Lin said while cultivating and chatting with Li Yi, making the practice seem less monotonous.

"I know, master mentioned this yesterday. By the way, where did Zhao Qian go? I haven’t seen her before." Li Yi asked.

Rong Niang said, "Junior sister went to the City God Temple in Sanyang City early this morning to buy Door Gods from the Spiritual Woman. Door Gods on the doors can prevent the harassment of ghosts and keep it safe, but the Door Gods only work for one night, and after tonight, they are useless."

"What happens if we don’t buy Door Gods?" Li Yi continued to ask.

"Actually, nothing much happens if we don’t buy Door Gods, but the Spiritual Woman said if you don’t stick Door Gods on the first day, once ghosts pass by, they might take the living people in the house to the underworld. Therefore, wealthy families always buy several Door Gods to stick on the door for peace of mind." Rong Niang said, "But from what I’ve seen growing up, I’ve never heard of anyone being taken to the underworld by ghosts because they didn’t stick Door Gods. Probably, the Spiritual Woman in front of the City God Temple made up this lie just to sell Door Gods."

"But most people who can afford it still go buy it, just for peace of mind."

"I see," Li Yi didn’t expect such a custom here; it sounded quite peculiar.

A short while later, Zhao Qian returned.

Her cheeks puffed up in anger, seeming very upset. Seeing Li Yi, she immediately began to complain, "It’s really annoying, that Spiritual Woman said she has something this month and isn’t selling Door Gods. I got up early to queue up, thinking of sticking several Door Gods at Brother Yi’s house, only to find out they’re not selling. That old lady should have told us earlier if she wasn’t going to sell them."

"She isn’t selling Door Gods any more? How come? This is very rare," Rong Niang was surprised.

"I’m not sure myself. I’ve only encountered this a few times where Door Gods weren’t sold. I didn’t expect to be so unlucky this month," Zhao Qian said.

Rong Niang said, "Since they’re not selling, let’s just let it be. It’s not like we can’t live without Door Gods. Tonight just secure all the doors and windows early and return to your rooms. There won’t be any problems."

"Then I’ll go secure the doors and windows now," Zhao Qian, remembering this, immediately ran off again.

In the large mansion, without any servants, securing each door and window also took quite some time.

Li Yi was completely unshackled by taboo; he continued his cultivation, practicing the Marrow Cleansing Scripture.

A day passed quickly.

It wasn’t even evening yet when Rong Niang urged Li Yi to stop staying in the training ground. He needed to return to his room as they shouldn’t go out for anything tonight.

Reluctantly, Li Yi had to end his day’s cultivation earlier.

However, as he stood up and looked into the distance, his expression instantly turned solemn.

Within his view, the entire sky far away gradually filled with a sinister energy emerging from the ground, pervading between heaven and earth. With the emergence of this dark energy, he saw eerie figures shaking in the dark corners of the walls.

It was... the martial artist who had died inside the Han Family Martial Arts Hall.

Influenced by that black energy, he had turned into a ghost.

However, this black qi was quickly dissipated by the sun, but as the sun set, the power of the sunlight was diminishing, and the black qi in the sky would only increase with time, eventually enveloping the entire world.

Moreover, the celestial phenomena on the first day of every month were very unusual, with two pale red moons appearing in the sky on the left and right.

These two pale red moons were rounder and larger than usual, resembling the moon on the fifteenth day of the lunar month when it is brightest.

"Elder brother, elder brother, what are you looking at?" Rong Niang shook Li Yi’s arm at this time, asking with curiosity.

"The first day of each month across the Four Seas and Eight Continents is indeed unusual."

Li Yi’s eyes shone brightly: "You martial artists do not possess spiritual eyes and cannot see ghosts, nor can you see the changes in the world, but I can see everything. The black qi rises, the two moons block the sunlight and enhance the growth of yin energy. Even now, there’s still sunlight, but it’s not enough to dissipate these energies. Once it gets dark, it’s hard to imagine what will happen at night."

"Is it that terrifying?" Rong Niang was startled.

"It’s even more dreadful than I imagined. You haven’t opened your spiritual eyes, not seeing might actually be a good thing, as it keeps you from getting scared," Li Yi said.

Rong Niang nodded slightly; she was curious about what kind of secrets between heaven and earth were revealed by their elder brother’s divine eyes.

"Let’s go, let’s get back to the room and call Zhao Qian over as well. I have an unusual feeling about tonight. You all stay with me, don’t leave, and prepare everything that needs to be prepared. I’ll seal the doors and windows to block out all dangers," Li Yi said, then immediately sprang into action.

He placed important items in the room, including big medicines, sniper rifles, Resurrection Pills, as well as food and water, just in case they got hungry or thirsty in the night.

Rong Niang and Zhao Qian also helped.

Soon, everything was neatly arranged, and all the doors and windows in the mansion were closed.

In fact, not just them—everyone in Sanyang City did the same, closing their doors early and not leaving their homes.

The sun had not yet set, but the streets were already empty and eerily silent, resembling a dead city.

The surroundings were unusually quiet, not a sound to be heard, even the chirping of insects and birds seemed to have disappeared along with everything else.

This made Li Yi think back to the Ghost Festival he had once experienced on Earth, which was similar. Only later, people stopped valuing the festival, combined with the debunking of superstitions, and gradually, they no longer followed the rules. Looking at it now, these age-old rules seemed to be useful.

"Rong Niang, you and Zhao Qian sleep on the bed together today, I’ll just meditate over here," Li Yi said.

At this moment, the three of them were in one room, and even the Eight Treasure Deer had sneaked in, seemingly sensing the unusual aura outside.

Rong Niang and Zhao Qian were somewhat restrained and nervous at this moment; it was their first time sharing a room with a man. If word of this got out, their reputations would be ruined. However, they tacitly chose not to mention it, perhaps because only Li Yi could make them disregard such moral constraints.

"Then, senior brother, the junior sister and I will go rest first," Zhao Qian said.

Not knowing how to respond and wanting to avoid embarrassment, Rong Niang quickly went to the inner room with Zhao Qian.

Li Yi, on the other hand, sat on a chair by the door, closed his eyes, and concentrated on his cultivation, aiming to reach the Marrow Refining Realm as soon as possible.

Time passed quickly.

After the sun set, the night grew darker, and at this moment, black earth energy was swirling, already filling the entire world between heaven and earth, enveloping everything in an ominous aura.

Although in most people’s eyes, it was just a normal night, Li Yi felt it was very unusual.

His senses were so sharp that he could even feel bursts of yin energy on his skin.

In such a state, Li Yi couldn’t even meditate normally, let alone continue his cultivation.

Being too sensitive sometimes was not a good thing for a cultivator in the inspiration realm. Li Yi was so disturbed by this aura that he couldn’t concentrate, but Rong Niang and Zhao Qian in the inner room had already fallen silent, probably fast asleep.

"It seems the Four Seas and Eight Continents also has its unusual aspects," Li Yi thought to himself as he sat motionless. His eyes began to glow as he looked down; black earth energy was rising from the cracks in the floor, already filling the entire room.

In his view, staying in the room was no different from being outside; the walls of the house couldn’t stop this kind of aura. If a ghost passed by, the doors and windows were just decorations, perhaps only there for peace of mind.

"No wonder Sister Lin said that after awakening as a Spirit Medium, at the very least I could help people with feng shui; now I understand. My eyes can see ghosts and spirits, and also many invisible auras indeed, which allows me to help people choose ancestral homes," Li Yi thought to himself.

He then took out his phone to check the time.

Although he had brought a power bank this time, the battery was still running low.

"It’s only eight o’clock now, at least another eight or nine hours until dawn," Li Yi mused as he turned off his phone.

He didn’t feel like cultivating and didn’t know how to pass the time, so he simply sat with his eyes closed.

However, Li Yi had hardly settled when he suddenly perked up his ears, hearing a sound from inside the room—it was the snorting breath of a fiery horse.

"Since when do I have a horse in my room?" Li Yi wondered.

He followed the sound, and soon he was shocked.

In a dark corner of the room stood three tall and robust Yin Horses.

Under the hooves of the Yin Horses lay a sniper rifle and a modern backpack.

At that moment, Li Yi remembered that these three horses were none other than Mud Horses; two of which he had purchased on Ghost Street, and one was found in the underground chamber of the Han Family Martial Arts Hall.

"Even Yin Horses have transformed; is this all-permeating yin energy so terrifying?" Li Yi’s expression remained unchanged. "If a ghost encounters this, affected by this energy, wouldn’t it become a terrifying fierce ghost?"

No wonder the spirits sought to purify the world. Without purification, this world would definitely fall into catastrophic imbalance between yin and yang.

But, Li Yi felt that things were not so simple.

Why would a world of martial arts cultivation have such terrifying yin energy?

Before Li Yi could analyze the situation further, suddenly,

he caught a glimpse of a sneaky figure that seemed to have emerged from nowhere, now sticking its head into a trunk as if searching for something.

"A ghost?" Li Yi immediately strode forward, clenched his fist, and executed his Guiding Skill. Cosmic Energy gathered in his body, and in the yin-filled room, his fist shone brightly. Although it was not strong against living beings, it could kill ghosts.

"Even a Little Ghost dares to steal from my room? Asking for death," Li Yi exclaimed as he threw a punch.

The Little Ghost seemed to sense something and immediately turned its head, revealing a look of fear on its face. Unlike the previous confused ghosts, this one seemed to possess some intelligence.

But it was already too late.

With one punch, the Little Ghost’s body exploded, shattering into several pieces, which were then eroded by the yin energy and dissolved into it, becoming part of the surrounding yin energy.

But no sooner had Li Yi killed one Little Ghost than there was a stir outside the door.

At the door, several black figures swayed, and strange whispers could be heard, sounding like numerous people engaging in quiet conversation in a language unique to them.