The end of Gaowu: Becoming stronger from not practicing

Deep within the ancestral land of the Jin family, on a bed of Xuanbing Jade, lay the old master Jin, bleeding from all seven orifices.

The thirty-six Soul-Sustaining Lamps flickered with eerie blue flames, yet they could not stop the dissipation of immortal energy within the old man's body.

The twelve elders of the Jin family formed the "Twelve Earthly Branches Soul-Locking Formation," and large beads of sweat appeared on the foreheads of each of them, soaking through their robes embroidered with the Jin family emblem.

"Trash! They're all trash!"

Young Master Jin kicked over the maid who was holding the "Nine-Turn Rejuvenation Pill".

The jade plate shattered on the ground.

He suddenly grabbed a Level 1 Soul Master by the neck, lifting him into the air: "Speak! I was merely searching the soul of a mere Earth Immortal, how did it turn out like this?"

The first-level Soul Master's face was ashen.

He had no idea what was going on.

But the second son of the Jin family is notoriously cruel.

I could only come up with a random excuse.

No matter how he imagined it, he could not have imagined that Master Jin would suffer a backlash because he was trying to spy on a Celestial Emperor.

In people's perception.

How could a Celestial Emperor possibly open a card and mahjong parlor in Soul City?

At the same time, I also felt a bit angry.

He was merely a level one Soul Master.

If Young Master Jin is so capable, why doesn't he question a third or fourth-level Soul Master in his family?

They were also nearby at that moment.

He's just a bully who picks on the weak and fears the strong.

But to avoid being torn to shreds by the second young master Jin.

He pointed at Fellow Daoist Wang and said, "Second Young Master, you are wise... That cultivator surnamed Wang has a strange restriction array within his soul. This must be the reason why Master suffered a backlash. I think neither Wang nor Zhang are good people. They are clearly plotting against your Jin family."

Otherwise, why would a Soul Master open a card and chess room here?

"Oh shit."

Young Master Jin looked aggrieved.

Especially seeing Master Jin lying on the bed, unable to move, his life hanging in the balance.

"all because of you!"

On the black iron pillar in the corner, seven soul-suppressing nails pinned Wang Daoyou into a large "X" shape.

The once slender cultivator was now covered in blood and gore, with all ten fingernails torn off.

After being searched by Master Jin.

He was in a somewhat delirious state.

Incontinence of urine and feces.

But he couldn't help but let out a hoarse laugh: "The Jin family...will surely be punished by heaven."

"court death!"

A fierce glint flashed in the eyes of the Second Young Master Jin, and the jade pendant with the coiled dragon at his waist shattered with a crack.

A dazzling golden light shot out from his sleeve; it was the ancestral treasure of the Jin family.

The Heavenly Dao's suppression on the Divine Origin Continent is extremely powerful.

Far beyond the Boundless Starfield.

Young Master Jin only has the cultivation level of a terrestrial immortal.

There are major hidden dangers on him, and he may even be bound by a curse.

Unable to use Taoist magic.

They are not qualified to unleash the power of Taoist magic.

Therefore, he possesses a great many magical treasures.

Secondly, the cultivators here generally use magical artifacts when fighting enemies.

Because the suppression from Heaven is too strong.

Using magic weapons makes it easier to win.

They will not be subject to too much suppression.

This way, too much immortal essence won't be wasted, etc.

The moment the golden light pierced through Wang Daoyou's brow, a sudden change occurred!

"Humph!"

Zhang Lingfeng snorted coldly.

"fry!"

Inside the card room, he threw down a pair of Jokers.

When Master Jin forcibly searched Wang Daoyou's soul, he was unaware of it.

When Master Jin tried to spy on him, he realized that Fellow Daoist Wang had been entangled in unpleasant karma because of him.

At this moment, even though he was an Immortal Emperor, he could only ensure that Fellow Daoist Wang entered the cycle of reincarnation.

Therefore, we must ensure that Fellow Daoist Wang maintains a shred of rationality before his death.

They were able to curse the Kim family.

I never expected the Jin family to be so cruel.

"Ah ah ah..."

With that cold snort.

Wang Daoyou's remnant soul suddenly erupted with dazzling blood light, and a curse rune resembling dragon scales rose into the air.

Fu Wen created nine blood-red chains, which instantly wrapped around the unconscious Master Jin.

"Stop it!"

An elder of the Jin family shouted sternly.

The twelve elders formed hand seals simultaneously, but the moment they touched the chains, they all coughed up blood and flew backward.

Even a casual fluctuation of Immortal Emperor's true essence from Zhang Lingfeng could cause an Immortal Lord to be annihilated.

Although this power was released through Wang Daoyou's body, it was only to let Wang Daoyou see the fate of Master Jin, thereby dispelling the hatred in his heart.

However, the destructive power it generated was something that even the Jin family members could not withstand.

The same curse mark appeared on Mr. Jin's chest, and his skin began to rot at a visible speed, emitting a nauseating stench.

"Ancestor!"

Young Master Jin's eyes were bloodshot with rage.

Just as Wang Daoyou's remnant soul was about to dissipate, his lips moved and he uttered four words: "Retribution is swift!"

His soul then quickly dissipated.

An invisible cycle of reincarnation, with Zhang Lingfeng's help, guided Fellow Daoist Wang.

Zhang Lingfeng allowed Wang Daoyou's reincarnation to carry the memories of this life for a second cultivation.

In this way, it will be much easier to attain the status of a celestial being.

And the final destination of reincarnation is in the Boundless Star Domain.

In this way, Fellow Daoist Wang could have his current cultivation level within four or five hundred years, or even surpass it.

"Cut him into a thousand pieces!"

Young Master Jin roared in fury.

Four members of the Jin family immediately surrounded them.

The blue-faced worshipper unleashed a "skinning knife," its blade flashing like snow, as pieces of flesh were peeled away from Wang Daoyou's body.

The red-haired worshipper summoned "bone-corroding fire," which sizzled as it burned the exposed bones.

The "Soul-Drawing Whip" offered by Blackbeard releases strands of souls with each swing.

The "Destroying God Nail" offered by Bai Mei precisely pierced his three souls and seven spirits.

Wang Daoyou's screams echoed throughout the secret chamber, but stopped abruptly at their most piercing moment—his throat had been slit by the Green-Faced Offering Master.

But his bloodshot eyes remained fixed on the Second Young Master Jin, his lips moving as he uttered a final curse: "At the cost of my soul's destruction... I curse the Jin family bloodline... to be devoured by dragons... never to be reincarnated..."

Before the words were finished, the Black-Bearded Elder's Soul-Drawing Whip suddenly exerted its power, and Wang Daoyou's remnant soul shattered like glass. Strangely, the fragments did not dissipate, but instead turned into blood-red raindrops that sprinkled onto every member of the Jin family present.

"A mere curse, yet you dare..." Before Young Master Jin could finish speaking, he suddenly clutched his chest and knelt on the ground. He was horrified to discover that the same dragon scale curse mark as his father's chest had appeared on his palm!

Outside the sealed room, lightning flashed and thunder roared, and torrential rain poured down.

No one noticed that the rainwater gleamed faintly with a bloody light as it touched the eaves of the Jin family's house...

"court death!"

A fierce glint flashed in the eyes of the Second Young Master Jin, and a dazzling golden light shot out from his sleeve.

That's the Soul-Shattering Shuttle passed down through the Jin family, specifically designed to destroy a cultivator's primordial spirit.

Golden light pierced through Wang Daoyou's brow like lightning, and his already illusory soul instantly developed spiderweb-like cracks, like glass. Before he could finish speaking, Wang Daoyou's remnant soul suddenly erupted with blinding blood-red light.

A curse rune resembling dragon scales rose from his shattered soul, transforming into nine blood-red chains that coiled around the unconscious Master Jin.

Wherever the chains passed, the flames of the Soul-Sustaining Lamp instantly turned an eerie dark green.

"boom!"

Thirty-six Soul-Sustaining Lamps exploded simultaneously, and the twelve elders who formed the array were struck as if by lightning. Their Taoist robes burst open with countless tears, and blood gushed out from their seven orifices.

"Hey!"

Zhang Lingfeng sighed.

I never expected that Fellow Daoist Wang's resentment would be so strong.

They would rather enter the cycle of reincarnation without carrying their memories than fail to retaliate and thoroughly curse the Jin family once again.

This curse acted like a fuse, instantly igniting the rage of Young Master Jin.

As he turned around, the jade pendant with the coiled dragon at his waist, a symbol of the family head's succession, was crushed to pieces: "Pass on my order: gather the Eight Tiger Guards and follow me to the Zhang family's chess and card room! Also, activate the family's grand formation; no one is allowed to enter or leave!"

The following morning, Soul City was shrouded in a pale purple mist.

Inside the Zhang family's chess and card room, Zhang Lingfeng was wiping a set of black jade mahjong tiles with a white silk cloth woven from snow silkworm silk.

Sunlight streamed through the carved window lattice, casting dappled patterns of light on the intricate carvings.

He paused abruptly as his fingertips traced the cards, a meaningful smile curving his lips.

"Boss Zhang, you'd better give me a break today!" Li Yuan's signature loud voice came from outside the door.

This celestial cultivator had just lost three of his natal magic treasures at the card table yesterday, and although his eyes were bruised, his interest remained undiminished.

Before he could finish speaking, the entire door, carved from century-old sandalwood, suddenly exploded into a shower of wood chips.

Eight figures clad in tiger-striped armor appeared like ghosts, completely surrounding the card room.

Li Yuan and Li Hu, these two celestial gamblers, collapsed to the ground, their overturned teacups leaving dark water stains on the bluestone floor.

Young Master Jin walked slowly through the scattered wood chips, his gilded boots making a crisp cracking sound as they stepped on the mahjong tiles.

His sinister gaze swept over the trembling gamblers, finally settling on the man in the blue robe who was tidying up the stack of cards.

In the suffocating silence, only the clear "clack-clack" sound of Zhang Lingfeng stacking tiles could be heard.

"You're Master Zhang?"

Young Master Jin lightly tapped the rosewood tabletop with his fingertips; the seemingly casual movement actually contained a "soul-shaking" supernatural power. An ordinary immortal would be shaken to their core by this tap.

Unfortunately, with only the cultivation level of a mere Earth Immortal, even the most powerful supernatural abilities would appear merely flashy and ineffective in his hands.

Zhang Lingfeng didn't even flinch, gently pushing the stack of cards aside: "Young Master Jin, would you like to play cards? Four rounds to start, life stones to settle the score."

"Playing cards?"

Suddenly, Young Master Jin laughed loudly, and amidst the laughter, eight Great Luo Golden Immortals simultaneously released their oppressive aura.

The protective array light curtains on the four walls of the chess and card room shattered inch by inch like glass, the beams and pillars groaned under the weight, and the falling wood chips mysteriously turned into dust before they even touched Zhang Lingfeng's robes.

"My ancestor is now living a life worse than death."

Young Master Jin slammed his fist on the mahjong table, shattering half of it. The flying wood chips condensed into the character "杀" (kill) in the air.

"How did you help that Wang fellow attain the Heavenly Immortal realm? Why did my ancestor suffer a backlash after searching his soul? My ancestor was a dignified Nine Heavens Mystic Immortal, how could he be cursed by a mere Heavenly Immortal and end up with his flesh and blood decaying?"

With a flick of his finger, Zhang Lingfeng made the cards shine like mirrors.

"It is true that I enlightened Fellow Daoist Wang, but what does it have to do with me that Master Jin suffered a backlash from forcibly searching the soul?"

Zhang Lingfeng said calmly.

His eyes were very calm.

But that look made Jin Er Gongzi's heart tremble for no reason.

According to intelligence from the Jin family, Zhang Lingfeng is only a level three Soul Master.

He quickly regained his composure.

"Stop pretending! That curse was clearly a dragon's doing!"

As he spoke, he suddenly reached out and grabbed Zhang Lingfeng's throat, his fingers wreathed in black smoke that was specifically designed to break through protective true essence.

Zhang Lingfeng's eyes widened.

He himself was a Celestial Emperor.

Even if it's just an avatar, it's still an Immortal Emperor, and a Level 6 Soul Master at that.

Today, I was actually looked down upon by a mere second-generation rich kid who was a mere earth immortal.

If he were to be choked, let alone the Ancestral Dragon cooperating with him, even the White Ocean Immortal Emperor would laugh him to death.

In his mind, the Second Young Master Jin and everyone in the Jin family had died countless times, in all sorts of bizarre ways.

"Snapped!"

But that's it.

A pale white hand suddenly darted in.

Liu Qingyu, the second young lady of the Liu family, appeared between the two of them at some point, the "Qingxin Zhenhun Jade" hanging from her waist jingling.

Her seemingly casual gesture caused frost to instantly form on the second young master Jin's entire right arm.

"Jin Er, according to the rules of Soul City, Soul Masters are protected by the Soul Tower."

Liu Qingyu's voice was as clear as a cold spring, and she continued, "This gentleman is a Soul Yuan Master, so... you have overstepped your bounds."

"you……"

Young Master Jin's expression shifted between light and dark.

Liu Qingyu is not only the eldest daughter of the Liu family, but also the personal disciple of the current Soul Tower Commander. The jade pendant on her waist is a token of the Soul Tower.

In the past, he would have given way, but now that his ancestor's life was uncertain, his soul was in turmoil, and he was covered in a putrid stench, he could not tolerate it.

"Miss Liu the Second!"

He gritted his teeth and forced out a few words: "My ancestor was cursed by the dragon race, and his entire body is decaying! This matter..."

"absurd!"

Liu Qingyu frowned slightly and interrupted, "Master Jin's unauthorized soul-searching of cultivators registered with the Soul Tower is already a violation..."

"Get it for me!"

Young Master Jin suddenly roared.

Four Great Luo Golden Immortals pounced on Liu Qingyu, while another four unleashed the "Soul-Devouring Mystic Iron Chains" specially made by the Shadow Alliance.

The pitch-black chains coiled around Zhang Lingfeng's limbs like venomous snakes.

Liu Qingyu ran her slender finger across the jade pendant, and a burst of blue light transformed into countless sword energies.

Amidst the clanging and clattering sounds, the protective magic treasures of the three Great Luo Golden Immortals shattered.

But the Second Young Master Jin was prepared, and threw out a blood-red talisman: "Please grant the decree of the Great Ancestor!"

The moment the talisman burned, the entire card room suddenly sank three feet.

The illusory image of the Golden Immortal appeared in mid-air, which was the full-force attack left by the Jin family patriarch in the "Blood Fiend Talisman".

When Faxiang opened his eyes, all the cultivators on the street felt a stinging pain in their souls.

"boom!"

Liu Qingyu stumbled back seven steps and crashed into the wall, a trickle of golden blood spilling from the corner of her lips.

"Master Zhang!"

Liu Qingyu shouted urgently.

She had dealings with Zhang Lingfeng.

Like Li Yuan and Li Hu, they came to Zhang Lingfeng to play mahjong.

For some reason, whenever I sit down to play mahjong with Zhang Lingfeng, my mind can calm down.

Just as Jin Er Gongzi was about to make a sarcastic remark, he suddenly noticed that the chains binding Zhang Lingfeng's body were beginning to rust and decay at a speed visible to the naked eye!

"This is impossible!"

He cried out in disbelief. This was a treasure specially made by the Shadow Alliance, capable of locking down even a Grand Luo Golden Immortal!
With a gentle struggle, Zhang Lingfeng broke the four chains like withered vines.

He dusted off non-existent dust from his sleeves.

"I gave you a chance."

Before he finished speaking, the sound of orderly footsteps suddenly came from the street.

Seventy-two cultivators clad in silver-scaled armor had surrounded the chess and card room, each with the character "Liu" flashing on their chest.

The bearded old man at the head of the group, holding the Immortal-Slaying Guillotine, was none other than the head of the Liu family's Enforcement Hall.

"Master Zhang, are you alright?"

Miss Liu looked at Zhang Lingfeng in disbelief. Just now, Young Master Jin's magic weapon, which came from the Shadow Alliance and could lock up a Grand Luo Golden Immortal, was shattered by Zhang Lingfeng.

Who is Zhang Lingfeng?

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