Three Sins Against Heaven

"Dylan Chen..." Little Tiger noticed Ghost Guest's hand gradually tightening on his face, hesitating to speak.

"I'm fine." Ghost Guest wiped his face and smiled gently. "I'm the one ruining the mood. Let's eat."

Little Tiger tore the meat in his hand into two halves and handed one to Ghost Guest.

The two exchanged smiles and began to eat with relish.

The two sisters were still a bit reserved in front of Ghost Guest, chewing silently and eating in small bites.

Ghost Guest watched the two sisters with interest. Judging by their manners while eating, they must have come from a wealthy family. Since they didn't lack money, they were likely kidnapped.

The reason for the kidnapping was simple: because they were beautiful.

Cultivators were never devoid of desires. Once they experienced the power that came with their cultivation, their desires would grow.

The cultivator who kidnapped these two sisters likely intended to treat them as commodities, and Robert Zhou, who trained them, had the same intention.

Women who had beauty but no talent would only become playthings here.

To be honest, he was initially troubled about how to deal with these two sisters.

There was no enmity between them, so it wasn't possible to just kill them.

As for selling them, that was even more out of the question. He knew all too well what fate awaited them in the hands of other cultivators. Carol Yan was a prime example.

So, he could only take good care of these two sisters, which at least kept Little Tiger from complaining about boredom all day.

The two sisters noticed Ghost Guest watching them and immediately became nervous, lowering their heads and not daring to eat the roasted meat.

Fortunately, a Spirit Slave who was guarding the pasture suddenly approached. Seeing the storage bag at Ghost Guest's waist, he quickly bowed.

"Greetings, sir."

For Spirit Slaves, the best way to identify a person's status was to see if they had a storage bag at their waist, as only cultivators would have such items.

Ghost Guest finally withdrew his gaze, realizing his previous actions were a bit inappropriate. He smiled apologetically at the two sisters and waved his hand, indicating that the Spirit Slave need not be so formal. "I am also a cultivator from Dusk Mountain. My name is Ghost Guest. I couldn't find the person in charge of the pasture earlier, so I took it myself."

"So it's you. Jiang Qing greets you, sir!" The Spirit Slave bowed even lower upon hearing Ghost Guest's name.@@novelbin@@

"You know me?"

Jiang Qing's eyes were filled with respect. "Of course I know. Your story has spread far and wide. You are the only one who has shed the status of a Spirit Slave to become a cultivator. All of us Spirit Slaves admire you greatly."

Ghost Guest waved his hand, signaling Jiang Qing to leave, not wanting to discuss the matter further. He then looked northward and sighed deeply.

How difficult it was to seize this slim chance of survival.

Laura Jiang's eyes were filled with astonishment. She had always thought Ghost Guest was a cultivator from the start and was good to Little Tiger because they had a past connection.

But after hearing Jiang Qing's words, she realized that Ghost Guest was once a Spirit Slave too, and had entered the Demonic Extreme Sect with Little Tiger in the same batch, which explained their close relationship.

Laura Jiang stole a glance at Ghost Guest, her curiosity growing stronger, and his image in her mind becoming increasingly mysterious.

Back at the courtyard, Ghost Guest heated some water and sat in the bath, carefully scrubbing his body.

Cleansing oneself could be done with spiritual energy, but he was about to meet someone very important, and bathing and changing clothes showed respect.

After bathing, Ghost Guest put on a newly made black robe and a white jade hairpin.

He was not yet of age to wear a hairpin, but he could no longer wait to return home and perform the coming-of-age ceremony before his mother.

Here in the Demonic Extreme Sect, he could no longer be the young Dylan Chen; he could only be the cultivator Ghost Guest.

Outside the pavilion, Laura Jiang was sweeping the courtyard. Seeing Ghost Guest walk out in his formal attire, her eyes began to waver.

Although Ghost Guest's appearance was not particularly handsome, he was very refined. Despite being young, his attire gave him an air of steadiness like a mountain.

The most crucial part was the depth in his eyes that belied his age.

After leaving Dusk Mountain, Ghost Guest sped for over twenty miles before stopping in front of a high platform paved with jadeite, adjusting his breath and tidying his robe.

This was the Jadeite Platform where Senior Brother Kenneth Yi resided. According to their previous arrangement, he had two hours of teaching time each month, and Ghost Guest was here to seek his guidance.

Because it was his first visit, he paid special attention to his attire.

"I am Ghost Guest, seeking an audience with Senior Brother." Ghost Guest stood at the foot of the Jadeite Platform, cupping his fists and bowing, his voice carrying far.

The courtyard gate on the Jadeite Platform opened on its own, and Kenneth Yi's gentle voice came from within, "Junior Brother, please come in. I am brewing tea and won't come out to greet you."

Ghost Guest ascended the jadeite steps and slowly walked into the courtyard.

A leaf suddenly flew towards him, swirling in front of him.

He immediately understood and took a step forward, and the leaf floated ahead.

He followed the leaf through several courtyard gates and entered the inner courtyard. Contrary to his expectations of pavilions and towers, there was only a large lotus-filled lake, with Kenneth Yi sitting in a pavilion at the center, savoring tea.

Ghost Guest walked along the corridor and stood outside the pavilion, solemnly cupping his fists and bowing. "Greetings, Senior Brother."

Kenneth Yi looked up, carefully examining Ghost Guest, and smiled. "Junior Brother, you look quite dashing today. Please sit and join me for tea. We will begin the lesson after we finish."

Ghost Guest sat quietly, waiting for Kenneth Yi to pour him tea. He then lightly tapped the table three times with his fingers as a gesture of respect.

This was something Douglas Situ had taught him, and now he had the chance to use it.

Kenneth Yi sipped his tea slowly, gazing at the lotus-filled lake, remaining silent for a long time.

Ghost Guest also remained silent, quietly savoring the tea.

It wasn't until a breeze lifted the leaf that had guided Ghost Guest, sending it into the lake, that Kenneth Yi put down his teacup and spoke gently. "What does Junior Brother wish to learn today?"

Ghost Guest immediately put down his teacup. "I have a matter I wish to seek Senior Brother's advice on."

Kenneth Yi smiled. "Speak freely. Since this is a lesson, I will answer all your questions."

Ghost Guest spoke softly. "I currently have over two hundred Spirit Stones. I am unsure how to use them and have come to seek your guidance."

"Oh?" Kenneth Yi's eyes showed a hint of surprise. "Before you spoke, I was wondering what you would ask me to teach you today. Mark Ye always asks about the divine abilities he excels at. You have a talent for pill refining, so I thought you would ask about that. I didn't expect to be wrong."

Ghost Guest replied, "Senior Brother was not wrong. I did intend to ask about pill refining. But before that, I wanted to seek your advice on how to allocate my Spirit Stones and plan my future cultivation. I fear wasting time due to my lack of talent."

Kenneth Yi smiled warmly. "Do not underestimate yourself. I believe there are two types of talent: one of the body and one of the mind. The body, like Mark Ye, cultivates quickly and masters divine abilities easily. The mind, like you, is patient and acts only after careful planning. Both are equally important for a cultivator. Though your talent may not be great, your mindset is perfect. In my eyes, you are no less than Mark Ye."

"Thank you, Senior Brother."

Kenneth Yi pondered for a moment before speaking slowly. "As for your cultivation, while you have a talent for pill refining, you should not focus solely on it. Most of your time should be spent on cultivation, using Spirit Stones as needed. You should also take pills that aid in cultivation, which should not be a problem for you as a pill refiner."

"A powerful cultivator needs more than just high cultivation; they need strong divine abilities and magical tools. I have examined your talent, and your best Spirit Root is the Wood Spirit Root. Therefore, I suggest you keep fifty Spirit Stones as capital for earning more through pill refining. Use the rest to purchase a divine ability, such as the Wood Spirit Technique, which suits you well. In the early stages of cultivation, mastering one technique to its fullest is sufficient."

"As for weapons, buy a low-grade flying sword. Flying swords are commonly used by many cultivators. You may not need to excel at it, but you must know how to use it. The remaining Spirit Stones should be used for cultivation. Once you are down to fifty Spirit Stones, refine more pills to earn more. You can adjust this number as your cultivation progresses."

"Thank you, Senior Brother. I will go to the Spirit Treasure Platform later." Ghost Guest's eyes grew brighter. Kenneth Yi's words had given him a clear plan for his future cultivation.

"No need to go through the trouble. Just give me the Spirit Stones." Kenneth Yi took out a bronze sword and a jade slip from his storage bag and placed them in front of Ghost Guest, smiling warmly. "Now, you can ask about pill refining."

Two hours later, as Ghost Guest descended from the Jadeite Platform, his eyes turned cold upon seeing a white-clad figure approaching from a distance.

Mark Ye!

By coincidence, Mark Ye had also come to seek Senior Brother's guidance today.

In the twenty-odd days since they last met, Mark Ye's aura had grown stronger, likely having broken through to the second level of Qi Refinement, while Ghost Guest's cultivation had just begun.

Mark Ye also gave him a cold stare, stopping in front of Ghost Guest.

Their eyes met, both filled with intense killing intent.

Then, they brushed past each other.