Two Realms Shuttle Gate: Don't Call Me a Demon!

Chapter 252: Chapter 167: Nine Nether Ghost Cultivation Technique (Third Update)

In addition to these items, Su Jie also saw quite a few Primordial Spirit Pearls, which are beads that absorb fear.

Next to the Primordial Spirit Pearls, Su Jie found several coffins. Upon opening them, inside were some half-completed Fierce Ghosts.

“Eh, this is…”

Suddenly, Su Jie unexpectedly discovered a booklet titled “Nine Nether Ghost Cultivation Technique” inscribed in large characters.

After flipping through it, Su Jie quickly understood that it was a Magic Skill that taught one how to cultivate and control Fierce Ghosts, similar to how Ghost Ridge Palace was proficient in rearing poisonous insects, and Heavenly Soul Sect in nurturing ghosts and souls.

The Cultivation Technique was not difficult to learn. Su Jie, with his current cultivation aptitude, was no longer the poor student of the past, but rather the possessor of the Purple Cloud Thunder Body.

Several hours later, Su Jie looked towards the coffins in the room, bit his fingertip, and dropped his fresh blood onto several half-completed Fierce Ghosts that were not yet fully nurtured.

Out of the three coffins and three Fierce Ghosts, the bodies of two Fierce Ghosts trembled, yet they did not open their eyes, unable to truly awaken.

Only one, standing two meters tall yet ghastly thin, opened its eyes and walked out of the coffin.

This Fierce Ghost’s body was entwined in iron chains, its eyes profoundly deep, and its hands so long they nearly touched the ground, with nails black and sharp.

As it moved, the iron chains collided and rubbed against each other, emitting a chilling oppressive aura.

“A First-grade fierce ghost.”

Su Jie stroked his chin, examining the Fierce Ghost before him.

Fierce Ghosts are classified from First Grade to Ninth Grade, with First Grade being the weakest and Ninth Grade the strongest, like the Painting Woman from Zhong Shiguan’s case which was a Fifth-grade Fierce Ghost.

Fierce Ghost is a general term; they often are souls bearing grievances who died unjustly, their resentments fueled by special surrounding conditions, ultimately forming into a product of negative energy.

Usually, wild Fierce Ghosts won’t necessarily kill humans; they possess a certain killing mechanism that once triggered leads to an attack, conversely, if lucky not to have triggered it, one could potentially be unharmed.

However, Fierce Ghosts under the control of a Demon Cultivator are different. Even without triggering the killing mechanism, one would still be attacked.

But wild Fierce Ghosts are rare, given the stringent conditions for their formation, whereas Heavenly Soul Sect authored this “Nine Nether Ghost Cultivation Technique” specifically for this purpose.

In the Nine Nether Ghost Cultivation Technique, it discusses how to cultivate such Fierce Ghosts. Besides capturing and seeking wild Fierce Ghosts, it can also be artificially created, though the process is utterly bloody and brutal.

For instance, one of the sections describes taking a pregnant woman carrying twins and, at the time of delivery, sealing her entire body with black glue, placing her into a clay pot, and burying it three and nine feet deep in a shaded land. Day and night, reciting scriptures with soul incense on an altar. After fifteen days, a type of Fierce Ghost called the Child and Mother Ghost can be cultivated.

Beyond the initial level, a Fierce Ghost’s grade can also be cultivated to increase.

Fierce Ghosts require the emotion of fear to advance, the more intense the fear, the greater the aid it provides to the Fierce Ghost.

Thus, originally in Nanyang City, Heavenly Soul Sect trapped this city without killing much, precisely to continuously harvest fear to cultivate Fierce Ghosts.

Compared to poisonous insects, the methods of Fierce Ghosts are even more mysteriously unpredictable, such as walking through walls, teleporting, and casting curses, which for Fierce Ghosts are basic operations.

“Go, let me see your capabilities.”

Su Jie crooked his finger, and the iron chain ghost before him slowly walked to the windowsill and opened the window.

Under Su Jie’s divine sense perception, less than two kilometers from here, a few drunken soldiers were beating a beggar sleeping on a street corner, occasionally bursting into loud laughter.

It was already deep into the night, and there were virtually no pedestrians on the street. The Iron Chain Ghost leaped down and walked slowly on the street.

Heavy iron chains hung to the ground, dragging along the bluestone pavement and leaving two long traces behind.

With each step it took, the Iron Chain Ghost would appear tens of meters away; it did not walk in a regular manner. Within just a minute, it had reached those soldiers.

“What’s that noise?”

One soldier, hearing the raspy whisper and the sound of chain friction, looked up from the beating, only to see a tall, thin figure standing in front with rusty chains coiled around it. On a twisted face, narrow and cold eyes shone with a sinister light in the darkness, piercing through to the marrow as if freezing the soul itself.

In the darkness, when that soldier and the Iron Chain Ghost made eye contact, it instantly triggered its killing mechanism, and several chains bizarrely sprouted from the ground, swiftly entwining the soldier and lifting him into the air. @@novelbin@@

The chains squeezed tighter around him, working like a meat grinder. Flesh and blood burst from between the chains, scattering his body in all directions like the Heavenly Maiden Scattering Flowers, turning him into a ground of flesh, splattering over a dozen meters around.

“A ghost, it’s a ghost!”

Several soldiers were terrified out of their wits. Some were so scared they lost control of their bladder and bowels, some went weak in the legs and collapsed on the spot without any strength left, some opened their mouths wide but could not make a sound, and some turned and fled immediately.

The Iron Chain Ghost’s eyes blinked, and with one step, it bizarrely appeared in front of the fleeing soldiers.

This soldier could not dodge in time and slammed right into the Iron Chain Ghost.

The next moment, the Iron Chain Ghost placed its nearly ground-touching long arms on the shoulders of this soldier.

The soldier stiffened on the spot, chains broke through his skin, coiling from inside out, wrapping his body into an iron chain statue.

“This is the ghost coming to claim my life for what happened with Xu San, I truly was confused then, I didn’t mean to kill her, I’m willing to pay and repent.”

“Don’t kill me, please spare my life, I will never dare to do it again!”

“We’re all going to die here, might as well fight him..”

These soldiers cut a pitiful figure, not that no one tried to resist, but their swords hacked at the Iron Chain Ghost only splintered sparks and slid into the chain gaps like stabbing into straw, not the usual sense of flesh and blood.

Before these soldiers could run away, chains from the Iron Chain Ghost flew out in all directions, instantly wrapping around these soldiers and pulling them in front of it, binding them together with its own chains.

The chains continued to tighten, and the painful screams of these soldiers could be heard, their struggles slowly fading.

Under the wide-eyed and trembling gaze of that old beggar, the Iron Chain Ghost ignored him, slowly turning around and walking down the street, leaving a trail of blood dribbling with each step.

In the end, there was no trace of the few soldiers left, only chains stained red, and some hair, skin, and bones mixed amongst the chains, hanging like decorations, exceptionally horrifying and chilling.

Su Jie had been observing with his divine sense. The power of the Iron Chain Ghost was nothing extraordinary among cultivators; a cultivator of the third or fourth level of the Yunling Realm was enough to contend with it.

But for ordinary people, even a first-grade fierce ghost was almost an unsolvable existence.

“The ability isn’t bad, if the level of the Fierce Ghost could be raised.”

An idea slowly formed in Su Jie’s mind.