Twin Dimension Yin-Yang Mirror: Attaining immortality through the martial path
Chapter 140 - 127: A Thousand Cuts, Return and Fury (Please Subscribe, Request for Monthly Pass)_2

Chapter 140: Chapter 127: A Thousand Cuts, Return and Fury (Please Subscribe, Request for Monthly Pass)_2

After mentioning Fang Congwen’s identity, Lin Sanfu’s expression turned cold, "Fortunately, we arrived early. The Third Miss, who disregards the overall situation and acts alone, has not yet made a grave mistake and there is still a chance to salvage the situation. Therefore, Zhou Ping’an must not be left alive."

"He should be cut to pieces in front of Lin Huaiyu and fed to the dogs,"

said Fang Congwen coldly.

"Alright, let Brother Cong Wen handle it personally at that time." Lin Xiao, instead of being angry, looked cautiously at Lin Ziqi, thinking to himself that this man was cunning and ruthless. Having made such a great contribution this time, if he were to be adopted by the family head, he certainly needed watching.

After the group had finished discussing, they felt somewhat weary.

Thereupon, they decided to set up camp to rest, planning to continue their journey to Qingyang City early the next day.

After all, according to Lin Ziqi, the trace of the Seven-Petaled Tuberose had appeared, and picking it was just a matter of time.

Moreover, with this flower as a lure, it was unlikely that the Third Miss and Zhou Ping’an would stay comfortably in the city. It was perfect to catch them once they left the city.

Of course, taking advantage of the emptiness in the city to take the Ninth Miss first and control the situation was also necessary.

However, in either case, with three True Qi Realm masters involved,

it was more than likely a matter of picking snails with three fingers, absolutely secure.

...

Early next morning.

The sky was just beginning to dawn...

Rain dripped outside the window, it had rained again last night.

Lin Huaiyu sat up in her clothes, did not wait for Xiao Xue to attend to her, and took care of washing and combing her hair by herself, arranging makeup in the mirror.

Although the weather was gloomy and the cool breeze was chilling,

Lin Huaiyu felt that today should be a good day.

She had already heard the distant noises coming from the front courtyard.

"They found the trace of the Seven-leaf Tithonia, how long has it been?"

She sighed deeply, a hint of joy appearing in her eyes, "I wonder if Brother Zhou has gotten up? He has been very tired these days. If he hears this good news, he will probably be even happier than I am."

Thinking of Zhou Ping’an’s calm appearance hiding an eager heart, the Third Miss pursed her lips and smiled lightly.

As long as they obtained the "Canghai Sword Codex,"

the chess game of Qingyang County would truly be revitalized.

She would finally be able to pursue her own happiness and control her own life.

Upon reaching the front courtyard, hearing Ma San talk about the mountain, Lin Huaiyu frowned slightly and turned to Xiao Cui, "Where is Brother Zhou?"

"I haven’t seen him around; perhaps he went out early in the morning. The Ninth Miss just now wanted to follow us up the mountain, she went into Supplicant Zhou’s room ignoring my objections, but didn’t find him either."

"Little Jiu’er should not be reckless; the mountain paths are tough to traverse, and no one has the leisure to accompany you. Just stay well with Xiao Xue inside the residence."

Thinking of the Seven-leaf Tithonia,

Lin Huaiyu’s heart could not help but feel that something was not quite right.

"Are you saying that Ziqi got injured and went to the village below the mountain to recuperate, and you came to report this?"

"Yes, that stone formation looked somewhat sinister. Little Wolf went in and in less than a moment turned into a dried corpse. The leader came out pale, saying that one needs extremely strong Yang Fire and high cultivation to control the stone formation and retrieve the Seven-Petaled Titherose."

"Let’s go and see first."

Lin Huaiyu was always decisive.

Having felt a trace of unease in her heart, she would not neglect it as if she felt nothing.

She immediately arranged for more than twenty Offerings and Protectors, leaving most of the manpower in the residence and instructed, "If you see Brother Zhou, inform him of this matter. I’ll go ahead to investigate the situation."

The appearance of the Seven-Petaled Titherose was indeed too important.

She could not rest assured just sending people.

...

Zhou Ping’an was naturally not within the Lin Residence.

Last night, he had waited until Lin Huaiyu had gone to rest and Little Jiu’er had fallen into a deep sleep before he stopped his cultivation.

The Sun Chasing Pill was indeed very useful; now, more than eighty percent of his Blood Essence had been renewed, and it was not far from achieving Blood Exchange Mastery.

However, the excess Yang Fire in his body was becoming increasingly intense, almost uncontrollable.

At the same time, having passed the "Greed" stage of the Five Desires Evil Art, what awaited him next was the "Lust, Desire" stage.

To overcome this stage,

without resolving the issue of excessive Yang Fire in his body, he always felt unsure.

If he were not careful and something happened,

he would not be able to face others.

Such is the nature of Demonic Cultivation; during cultivation, one either indulges one’s heart, slaughtering the world,

or, like constructing a dam, with the water force growing more torrential, the dam is built higher...

Of course, Zhou Ping’an would not opt for the first method, as it contradicted his true nature.

The second method, though, carried its risks. If nothing went wrong, all was well; but once there was a flaw in the spirit and the dam cracked, immediately a devastating flood would follow, causing great disaster.

Of course, it was still possible to continue cultivating.

This would require a large amount of Wishful Thought Power threads to burn and transform into Heart Burning with Karmic Fire.

Karmic Fire removed obstacles and eliminated demons, clearing all hidden dangers, which was fairly useful.

However, gathering this was not so easy.

After all, it was a consumable.

Recalling the ancient legends of those gods and Buddhas who, for mere incense offerings, did not hesitate to descend to the mortal world and engage in bloody battles,

one could imagine just how precious incense power was.

Sitting in meditation for hundreds or thousands of years cannot compare with the assistance of ample incense power for one or two years of cultivation.

Having become accustomed to the speed of flying on an airplane, no one, no, no god could stand going back to walking.

Now, Zhou Ping’an felt this way too.

Looking at the stalled progress of his Blood Exchange Cultivation, the advancement of the Five Desires Evil Art, and the realm of the unexpectedly acquired ’King of Light’s Golden Body’ method.