After returning to the village, start chasing the mountain from binding Emei

Chapter 932 Conquering Du Fengchun, the Origin of the Big Black Rat!
Its body wouldn't allow it to do that; whether it damaged its cultivation or got injured, it would harm its essence and affect its already limited lifespan.

Continuing to stalemate with Chen Yang now is completely pointless. Even if we win, it will be a Pyrrhic victory, and we might even suffer the five signs of decay.

Therefore, for him, giving up was the best option.

However, even if it wants to give up, Chen Yang may not.

I've already taken the drugs, and you're telling me we need to talk?
Please, I'm in a hurry, okay? The die is cast and I have to go; I can't afford to waste even a second.

Can I tell you that once the effects of the medication wear off, I'll let you do whatever you want with me?

Chen Yang ignored him completely, activated his Dharma Form, and slashed down with another heavy sword.

"Keng!"

The big black rat once again drew its sword, and a beam of sword light deflected the Dharma Image's heavy sword.

Mudd!

The big black rat cursed inwardly, "I've already lowered myself to talk to you, and you still dare to attack me?"

"madman!"

Seeing that Chen Yang had no intention of giving up, the big black rat had no intention of continuing to fight Chen Yang. After exchanging a few sword strikes with Chen Yang, it made a feint and then turned and ran straight towards the ruins of Tiexiang Temple.

Chen Yang wasn't about to let it get away, so he activated his Dharma Form to catch up and slashed down with his sword again.

The big black rat was incredibly fast; with a whoosh, it flipped over and burrowed into the dry well in the ruins.

Chen Yang slashed at the dry well with his sword.

boom!
The dry well was cut in two and collapsed instantly.

When Chen Yang sheathed his sword, the large black rat had vanished.

"Young man, I will come back to find you!"

A mental message rang in Chen Yang's mind.

The radar footage showed that the large black rat had disappeared underground and was heading into the deep mountains.

"Where are you running to!"

Chen Yang gave a low shout and chased after them.

The big black rat was extremely fast and seemed to have sensed that Chen Yang was chasing it. It kept burrowing into the mountainside and soon ran out of Chen Yang's radar detection range.

"Made!"

Chen Yang spat on the ground.

Knowing that it was impossible to chase it any further, and that this big black rat was extremely strong, even if they caught up, they might not be able to capture it. Once the effects of the Qi-enhancing Pill wore off, things would not be so fun anymore!

Chen Yang quickly turned back.

Before long, the medicinal power of the Qi Ling Dan was almost exhausted by the golden body, and the six-zhang golden body gradually shrank and then dimmed.

Chen Yang quickly took a painkiller and used the Two-Element Acupuncture Technique to seal the acupoints on the top of his head.

Qi Ling Dan has strong side effects. If you don't prepare in advance, it will be too late to find a solution when the pain starts.

Before long, Chen Yang returned to Tiexiang Temple.

The radar scanned the entire area; Nu Shisan's body was still in place, but Du Fengchun and the young man were nowhere to be seen.

Needless to say, they must have taken advantage of the chaos to run away!

"Ha, do you think you can escape?"

Chen Yang sneered. You think you can escape after being hit by my Life and Death Curse?

"Whizzing……"

Just then, two figures flew into the forest.

It was the belated eight-winged centipede and the puppet white snake controlled by the weasel king.

"Where are they? Is it over?"

The forest was deserted, surrounded by ruins. Within a radius of over a hundred meters, not a single tree could stand.

The eight-winged centipede looked around and only saw one person, Nu Shisan, lying on the ground.

There were still strong remnants of sword intent and combat energy in the space.

"Elder Centipede, protect me."

Chen Yang said, then sat down cross-legged. "Old Huang, arrest them."

……

-

On the mountain road, a figure was running wildly.

Under the moonlight, in the woods, Du Fengchun carried his grandson on his back, his steps so fast that they left afterimages.

escape!
He had only one thought in mind: to get out of this awful place as soon as possible.

He originally thought that his fellow Daoist Rat could capture Chen Yang, and then he could force him to hand over the antidote to eliminate the hidden danger in his body.

But when he saw the sword domain of that big black rat broken, he felt despair.

Seeing Chen Yang's enormous Dharma form breaking through the domain shattered his last shred of hope.

Without hesitation, he chose to run away, taking advantage of the fact that the big black rat had not yet been defeated.

At this moment, Du Fengchun truly regretted his past actions.

I shouldn't have come all this way, to run into such a menacing figure, someone whose name is completely different from mine.

How could such a powerful young expert appear in Sichuan? And of all things, I had to run into him. Am I just that unlucky?
"hiss!"

Suddenly, a sharp pain shot through my body.

Again!
What I feared most came to pass.

The sudden, excruciating pain plunged Du Fengchun into despair once again.

He managed to run a few steps before the intense pain exceeded his body's limits. He stumbled and, along with the young man he was carrying, fell into the roadside bushes.

"what……"

The screams were earth-shattering.

……

Not far down the mountain is the Sipanshan Reservoir.

Several anglers who were night fishing faintly heard cries and couldn't help but tighten their clothes, feeling a chill run down their spines.

Damn it, I hope I don't run into that kind of thing.

The group exchanged bewildered glances, feeling a chill run down their spines as they listened to the eerie wailing.

It's said that anglers are prone to encountering strange things, and the group felt it was eerie. Some quickly packed up their gear and prepared to leave, while a few bolder individuals, out of curiosity, followed the sound up the mountain path.

They meant well, fearing someone might be in danger on the mountain, since the screams were so pitiful and sounded so much like a human.

The group walked cautiously uphill for about a mile when suddenly, a dark shadow flew up from the roadside bushes.

The bolder ones shone a flashlight on it.

What came into view was a face contorted in pain.

A person, as if being grabbed by something, cried out in pain and flew towards the mountaintop.

"what!"

This scene truly terrified everyone.

The crowd screamed in terror, trembling, and turned to run away.

They ran and wet themselves all the way, wishing their parents had given them two more legs.

……

Iron Elephant Temple.

Chen Yang sat cross-legged amidst the ruins, while the eight-winged centipede stood guard beside him.

At this moment, after the effects of the Qi-activating pill were worn off, the side effects had already begun.

The remaining medicinal power turned into specks and began to adhere to the wall of the Lingtai (a point on the mind's eye).

Because he had taken painkillers beforehand and also received acupuncture for pain relief, Chen Yang did not feel any pain, only some discomfort.

Side effects must be eliminated immediately, otherwise the longer it is delayed, the more troublesome it will become.

This was Chen Yang's second time taking Qiling Pill, which was also a second confirmation of whether his method for removing side effects was truly effective.

"Zi..."

Under Chen Yang's control, a wisp of electricity was released from the lightning vein and flowed directly into the spiritual platform space.

An electric current flows through the wall of the Lingtai (a point on the head).

Just the right amount, enough to create a oscillation effect.

The medicinal power that had just adhered to the Lingtai wall was released again under the vibration of the electric current.

The medicine's effects are activated, continuously releasing mental energy.

A Dharma image appeared behind Chen Yang.

The light flickered, continuously consuming the surging spiritual energy. "Buzz..."

"Zi..."

"Zi..."

……

Chen Yang was already very familiar with the process and had a perfect grasp of controlling the amount of current.

A faint electric current swept across the wall of the Lingtai Temple time and time again.

The attached medicinal properties were forced out again and again, forcibly depleting them.

After repeating this process dozens of times, the medicinal power of the Qi Ling San in the Lingtai space was finally completely washed away.

"call!"

Finally, after cleaning it with an electric current one more time, Chen Yang put away the Dharma form and breathed a long sigh of relief.

Within the spiritual platform, the spiritual energy had been depleted to only a small fraction, but the effects of the Qi-activating powder were no longer present.

The effects of the medicine had been fully released. This time, Chen Yang acted in time, and the power of the Qiling Powder had not yet caused any substantial damage to the Lingtai Wall.

Just to be on the safe side, Chen Yang took a drop of the Three Corpse Holy Water and nourished himself with it.

The greatest effect of the Three Corpse Holy Water is to specifically repair damaged spiritual walls and meridian walls.

……

After the side effects subsided, Chen Yang opened his eyes and removed the silver needles from his head.

A night breeze swept by, carrying a slight chill, and the scent of grass and trees carried a hint of blood.

Old Huang, controlling the little white snake, has already captured the person.

In the darkness, Du Fengchun screamed in agony, his voice already hoarse.

Chen Yang activated his primordial spirit, and the curse seal within Du Fengchun's body ceased to activate.

Du Fengchun lay on the ground, utterly mangled beyond recognition.

It’s painful, so painful.

The pain was so intense that he wanted to end it all, but his cultivation level was hard-won, and no matter how much pain he was in, he could not bring himself to die.

As the saying goes, it's better to live a miserable life than to die a good death. In this world, not many people can face death with equanimity.

This Du Fengchun is clearly not that kind of person.

"Spare me... I'm willing to be a slave, just spare my life..."

Having regained some strength, Du Fengchun was well aware of his current predicament. He immediately scrambled over to Chen Yang, knelt on the ground, and kowtowed repeatedly.

A Dao Realm expert is always high above others, being called an ancestor wherever they go.

Now, however, he grovels before Chen Yang like a pig or a dog, begging only for Chen Yang to spare his life.

Chen Yang calmly looked at him, "You weren't like this just now. It's alright, whatever other tricks you have, whatever help you have, just bring them on..."

"No, I dare not."

Du Fengchun quickly kowtowed, as humble as a dog, "I was just being delusional before, please forgive me this time, I promise I will never do it again..."

It was one thing to directly kill Slave Thirteen, but even the being in the dry well was no match for this person. The scene of Chen Yang summoning his Dharma form just now truly shocked him.

Faced with such an existence, how could he dare to harbor any illusions?
Chen Yang calmly looked at him, "If you want to live, you have to give me a reason to let you live, right?"

"reason?"

Du Fengchun was stunned for a moment, somewhat confused. "What reason do I need to live? The reason is simply that I don't want to die."

"What value would it have for me to keep you alive?" Chen Yang asked helplessly.

"value?"

Du Fengchun then realized what was happening.

The other party holds my life and death in their hands and can easily kill me at any time. What value can I offer them?
A flash of inspiration struck him.

"I am, after all, a cultivator at the early stage of the Dao Realm. Whatever my master asks me to do, I will do it, even if it means going through fire and water, and dying a thousand deaths..."

"stop!"

Chen Yang interrupted him directly, "Stop with the nonsense, give me something concrete."

Loyalty? Chen Yang didn't value his loyalty. How could there be absolute loyalty when it was forcibly controlled by a method like the Life and Death Curse Seal?

Given such an opportunity, he will definitely retaliate.

Even if you don't want to be loyal, I can force you to be loyal. Your loyalty is worthless to me.

In reality?
Du Fengchun paused for a moment, then quickly said, "Although I am just a rogue cultivator from Kunlun, I am quite wealthy. If you want it, Master, I can give it to you."

"Furthermore, I am also a sword cultivator. I once studied at the Chongtian Temple in Emei. After the Chongtian Temple fell into ruin, I went to Kunlun. I have three chapters of the Chongtian Temple's ultimate technique, the Tongtian Sword Technique. If you wish, Master, I can offer them to you..."

……

Chongtian Temple?
Chen Yang was slightly taken aback upon hearing this. "You're a disciple of Chongtian Temple?"

"Replacement guaranteed."

Du Fengchun nodded hurriedly, "Just the last disciple..."

Chen Yang couldn't help but take a serious look at him. The Chongtian Temple on Mount Er'e was the sect of Zhao Quanzhen, the last mountain lord, and must have been glorious in the past.

"go on."

"Uh……"

Isn’t that enough?

I'm willing to offer up all my possessions and martial arts techniques, and you're still not satisfied? Do you have such a big appetite?
Du Fengchun's breath hitched. He racked his brains for a moment, then said, "My grandson is Elder Ma Ming's personal disciple in the Divine Fire Sect. Elder Ma Ming is a disciple of the Danba Divine Monk and the chief disciple of the Divine Fire Sect. My grandson has a bright future in the Divine Fire Sect..."

"Your grandson? The one next to you?"

Chen Yang interrupted him, his gaze falling on the unconscious young man lying on the ground not far away.

Du Fengchun nodded repeatedly, "My grandson Wencai, Du Wencai, is now at the mid-stage of the Creation Realm..."

"The Divine Fire Sect has a cultivation technique called the 'Five Elements, Five Organs, Five Essences True Fire Technique.' Does your grandson know it?" Chen Yang asked.

"meeting."

Du Fengchun seemed to see a glimmer of hope for survival and quickly nodded. "Although I am not a member of the Divine Fire Sect, I know about this Five Essence True Fire Technique. It is said that this technique is the foundational method for the Divine Fire Sect's supreme divine skill, the Fire Offering Divine Technique. To learn the Fire Offering Divine Technique, one must first master the Five Elements, Five Organs, and Five Essence True Fire Technique. My grandson is exceptionally talented and has just mastered this technique. It won't be long before he is able to inherit the Fire Offering Divine Skill..."

Upon hearing this, Chen Yang's eyes brightened slightly.

That really came to us without any effort at all.

The art of fire offering requires the Five True Fires as a catalyst. Chen Yang had only learned one True Fire from Master Huang, and was wondering where to find the cultivation method for the remaining four True Fires when this technique was delivered to his doorstep.

Du Fengchun said, "If Master wants it, I can have my grandson recite the cultivation techniques to you, including the Fire Offering Divine Technique. Once my grandson obtains the techniques, he will present them to you as soon as possible..."

After speaking, he looked at Chen Yang. The light in the woods was dim, and he couldn't see the expression on Chen Yang's face, which made him extremely uneasy.

The eight-winged centipede landed on Chen Yang's shoulder at just the right moment.

Chen Yang gently shook his head. "See my friend here? The eight-winged centipede is best at sucking brain marrow and reading memories. So, what you just said isn't enough for me. If you all die, I can get these things myself..."

"what?"

Du Fengchun's face turned ashen as he looked at the shadow on Chen Yang's shoulder, the terrifying aura making his hair stand on end.

This person actually keeps such a terrifying ferocious beast, and the Teng Snake that just captured them is also far superior to him in aura.

What kind of being have I provoked?

The key point is that this person is so young, and the power and influence of his elders and family behind him are truly unimaginable.

"Please instruct me, Master!"

He quickly lowered his head. Since the other party hadn't killed him yet, it proved that he still had value to them. But Du Fengchun couldn't figure out what his value was, so he could only ask Chen Yang for the question.

Chen Yang said, "Tell me about the origin of that big rat from earlier!"

Upon hearing this, Du Fengchun wiped the sweat from his brow, calmed himself, and quickly said, "This fellow Daoist Rat has quite an extraordinary background. Legend has it that he was once a divine pet under the tutelage of the Patriarch Zhao Quanzhen..."

"Our patriarch was once the Lord of Mount Shu. After his death four hundred years ago, Fellow Daoist Rat has been cultivating at Chongtian Temple. He was originally a highly virtuous being, and the disciples of Chongtian Temple received much guidance from him. However, as the years have passed, his lifespan is coming to an end. Perhaps it was the fear of death that caused his personality to change drastically..."

"A hundred years ago, it acquired an evil technique from who-knows-where, which was said to allow one to increase their cultivation and lifespan by consuming flesh and blood essence..."

"So it began hunting down the disciples of Chongtian Temple. With its strength, no one in Chongtian Temple was its match..."

"The downfall of Chongtian Temple was directly related to it. Later, when the truth came out, powerful figures from both the Buddhist and Taoist sects joined forces to kill it, but it still managed to escape..."

"For decades afterward, it wandered around, committing numerous atrocities. More than twenty years ago, it came to Sipan Mountain and hid in Tiexiang Temple..."

"Perhaps its cultivation technique didn't have any life-extending effect; its lifespan didn't increase, but instead it aged day by day. Helpless, it sealed itself in the dry well of the Iron Elephant Temple..."

……

After listening to his story, Chen Yang gave him a strange look. "This beast committed such a heinous crime that Chongtian Temple was ruined because of it, and you can still associate with it. It seems you're no better than him!"

Upon hearing this, Du Fengchun paused for a moment, then quickly added, "Back then, I was just an outer disciple of Chongtian Temple. It was besieged by both Buddhist and Taoist sects and was severely injured. I happened to encounter it while it was escaping, and I saved it. In return, it passed on to me Chongtian Temple's secret sword technique, the 'Tongtian Sword Technique,' as well as some mental cultivation techniques. That's why I have the cultivation I have today..."

"When it sealed itself in the dry well of Tiexiang Temple, I helped it. The seal in the well was also made by me according to its instructions..."

Du Fengchun did not shy away from this issue; every word he uttered indicated that he was not a good person.

But he was quite frank. As a cultivator, who doesn't want to become stronger, who doesn't want to live longer? If it were anyone else, there probably wouldn't be many who could resist the temptation of such an opportunity to become stronger.
(End of this chapter)