Be the Hardest Working Demon Cultivator!

Chapter 389: 223. The Demon Cultivator Dislikes Social Interaction

To usurp destiny, one must possess a sufficiently powerful bloodline; otherwise, it is impossible to suppress destiny within oneself and turn it to one’s own use. If one lacks such a potent bloodline, then some object capable of suppressing destiny would be necessary.

Otherwise, seized destiny would quickly dissipate. Even if one could gather it forcefully with great cultivation, it would only temporarily slow the speed of destiny’s loss.

“My bloodline power… seems somewhat insufficient.”

Tan Shuchang looked at the column of destiny above his head and couldn’t help but think this. Because in the memories of several cultivators of the Immortal Clan, it was clearly mentioned that the strength of their destiny was closely connected to their bloodlines.

“The special power I inherited from my mother, although I was born with the Undying Blood Form and even a Coexistent Blood Pool, the initial manifestation of the Undying Blood Form greatly harmed my vital energy and reduced my lifespan! And for the Blood Pool to fully manifest, it relied on my continual refinement of fierce ghosts. Otherwise, it would have been just a vague embryonic form, not to mention the lotus platform that emerged later…”

“Wan Chen’s destiny manifests in blue, and her bloodline can even cause the Blood Pool to rise.”

“Whereas my destiny is only white…”

With this thought, Tan Shuchang abandoned the idea of usurping destiny.

Although converting the column of white destiny into a purple-gold column of destiny would undoubtedly look splendid, if the transformation failed, he would suffer the backlash of destiny!

His current column of white destiny, though towering and grand as if the fifth pillar of heaven, was not that lucky; otherwise, he wouldn’t have sent out so many invitations only to have less than ten members of the Immortal Clan respond.

Thus, Tan Shuchang couldn’t help but feel that his “dyeing” would fail.

“However, meeting Ning Daoist Friend and Jun Daoist Friend might be worthwhile.” Tan Shuchang thought of the two, remembering the messages on the invitation cards mentioning that the Book Mountain Immortal Sect was seeking him, and a hint of meaningful intrigue appeared in his eyes.

Because it wasn’t just members of the Immortal Clan who would undergo a strange transformation after death in the Mortal Realm. The cultivators of the Land of the Four Pillars, it seemed, could all undergo such transformations after death…

Therefore, in some ways, the Land of the Four Pillars was not much different from that thriving Ghost Path territory.

Before the Three Proofs of his Thousand Year Dao journey, Tan Shuchang was somewhat wary of the Book Mountain Immortal Sect, but after achieving the Three Proofs of the Dao Fruit, his apprehension towards the sect was reduced to just the Purple-Gold Immortal.

Thus, Tan Shuchang lightly streaked his fingertip across the invitations in his hand.

Instantly, two beams of spiritual light flew out and swiftly departed. Soon after, a response echoed from the invitations, “Greetings, Tan Daoist Brother. I wonder if you have free time; Ning Shuqi wishes to discuss the oddities of this Spiritual Realm with you, inviting you to gather for a chat.”

This was the response from one of the invitations, and the response from another invitation soon followed, its content not much different from Ning Shuqi’s words.

Consequently, Tan Shuchang responded, arranging to meet the two in the capital of the Qi’e Kingdom.

As he had visited a few times, Tan Shuchang was somewhat familiar with this small mortal kingdom.

However, while the meeting was set, Tan Shuchang didn’t immediately head to this mortal country; instead, he crossed through the void directly towards the Greenwood Territory.

It was in Wan Chen’s memories that she mentioned having left the immortal island with two of the same clan, both entrusted with important missions.

If all went as expected, these two had a good chance of causing the Blood Pool to rise!

These two cultivators of the Immortal Clan were precisely Tan Shuchang’s targets for this particular visit to the Land of the Four Pillars. Ning Shuqi and Jun Zimo were merely coincidental “side quests” he had encountered.

Yimu Immortal City was not far from the Spiritual Realm. With Tan Shuchang’s current cultivation realm, continuously Shutting Through the Void, he arrived in no more than the time it took an incense stick to burn.

This territory was much like the Spiritual realm, various cultivator families and Immortal Sect powers occupied lands, enjoying the offerings from the nearby mortal dynasties.

The sole difference lay in the presence of a Yimu Immortal City in this territory.

Yimu Immortal City, constructed entirely of spiritual wood, allowed one to pluck bits of wood and wear them. Given some time, one would obtain a magical treasure closely related to oneself.

Tan Shuchang did not know the whereabouts of that cultivator from the Immortal Clan, but he knew how to find them.

Previously, in order to promote his Alchemy Furnace and because his cultivation had not yet reached the Three Proofs, Tan Shuchang had chosen to abide by the unspoken rules of the cultivators here.

But now, there was no need.

This had nothing to do with the notion that the strong make the rules while the weak must follow them. Rather, it was because fundamentally, all the various rules of the cultivators in the Land of the Four Pillars were derivatives of a bloodline doctrine.

How could a certain Demon Cultivator with merely white destiny and what he considered ordinary bloodline ever agree with these rules?

Rules are to be followed when they benefit oneself; yet, if following the rules disadvantages oneself and one still complies, wouldn’t that seem masochistic?

Boom!

A tremendous presence descended, affecting much of the Greenwood territory.

It wasn’t that the Greenwood territory was insufficient in size; rather, Tan Shuchang’s current level of cultivation was simply too profound, as that was a Dao journey of sixteen hundred years!

In an instant, the enormous Qingmu tree within Yimu Immortal City sensed the disturbance and opened its eyes. @@novelbin@@

“Who dares to come here, this thrice-cultivated upstart?”

This was indeed the true form of the Greenwood Immortal, currently displaying an air of displeasure. The Greenwood territory was his place of secluded cultivation, and though he customarily didn’t intervene, it didn’t mean he lacked concern for his reputation.

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