Madmen don't keep diaries

Chapter 431 430 Natural Enemy
After careful consideration, Shi realized that Feng Xiuhu's words made some sense.

After a moment's thought, he put one end of the stick into his mouth—sometimes chewing it with a crunching sound, sometimes sucking on it with a smacking sound.

Feng Xiuhu stared, his face contorted in disbelief: "How about we reheat it? Can you really taste anything if you just eat it plain?"

Shi rolled his eyes and mumbled, "Just you wait and see."

After a while, the eclipse spat out the stick and handed it to Feng Xiuhu with its tail.

Since the eclipse is in a spiritual state, it naturally doesn't produce any saliva, but psychologically Feng Xiuhu still couldn't accept it, so he observed it from afar.

The once bare stick had been transformed; it was now smooth all over, thick at the top and thin at the bottom, with a finely carved tiger head at the very top.

An ordinary stick has been transformed into a simple and elegant walking stick!

Feng Xiuhu momentarily forgot his initial disdain and took the tiger in his hand, examining it closely: "What a big tiger! I didn't expect you to have this skill."

Shi licked her teeth with her tongue: "She learned from Xi Jun: forging, cooking, sculpting... She likes these skills to pass the time."

Feng Xiuhu got out of bed and paced back and forth with his cane, finding that the length was just right, only a little heavy, but it didn't matter much.

Seeing Feng Xiuhu's delighted expression, Shi said calmly, "All the fragments of power I kept are in this cane. Although I'm giving it to you now, you can't use it without restraint, or you'll be the one who suffers."

“Your cultivation is not yet sufficient. Recklessly using the power of authority will only bring backlash—you have already suffered the pain of depleted magical power, so I don’t need to remind you again, but that’s not the worst.”

Feng Xiuhu turned to look at him: "Is there anything worse?"

Shi raised his eyes and sneered: "Have you forgotten about wind and rain and good fortune? Even true gods face the risk of backlash from the rules, let alone you."

Feng Xiuhu nodded knowingly: "I know what I'm doing."

Shi looked away, keeping some things to himself—he had deliberately exaggerated to frighten Feng Xiuhu. To be honest, Shi wasn't sure if Feng Xiuhu would be affected by the backlash of the rules, given his unique spiritual body. But scaring him was necessary, to set a mental barrier for Feng Xiuhu and prevent him from abusing his power.

"What do I need to do now to gain control of the power?"

Feng Xiuhu was overjoyed, as if he had received a new toy, and was eager to know how to use it.

Shi replied, "It's very simple. I've already regulated these fragments of rules. They're very obedient. You just need to use your magic to contact them and let them recognize you..."

"and many more."

Feng Xiuhu raised his hand to interrupt: "What do you mean by 'recovered'? How did you do that?"

Upon hearing this question, Shi bared his sharp teeth and revealed a sinister grin: "Don't you understand yet?"

"Why did they join forces to suppress me for tens of thousands of years? Because they feared me."

"I was born to be the natural enemy of all primordial gods."

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Feng Xiuhu grabbed his cane and smashed it against the eroded teeth: "It's just the two of us, who are you trying to scare by showing your big teeth!"

Shi stroked his beard and didn't bother arguing with Feng Xiuhu.

Feng Xiuhu stroked the tiger head sculpture on his cane: "So you mean that you need magic power to mobilize the power of the rules? What about people who don't have magic power?"

“I remember you once said that before Xi Jun broke your seal, some primordial gods were hunted down. In order to prevent their divine bones from falling into the hands of new gods, they chose to disintegrate their divine bones themselves. The power of the rules they escaped transformed into divine artifacts that were scattered all over the world.”

"But those lucky ones who accidentally find divine artifacts can directly control the power of the rules—how do they do that?"

Shi shook his head and explained, "You misunderstood. It's not about using magic to manipulate the power of rules, but rather using magic to make the power of rules recognize you. You can think of this as a process of recognizing a master. After completing the first recognition, you can directly control the power of rules without needing magic as a medium—but don't forget, using the power of rules still consumes your magic." "Recognizing a master through magic is only one method. There's an even more direct method—blood donation. This is the method used by ordinary people, and it's also the answer to your question."

Feng Xiuhu had a new question: "But those ordinary people who make the divine artifacts recognize their masters through blood do not possess magical power. What do they rely on to power the divine artifacts?"

Shi said in a deep voice, "Lifespan. Whether you use magic or blood to connect with the power of rules, the core principle is to bind it to your own spiritual body. Controlling the power of rules inevitably comes at a price. With the spiritual strength of an ordinary person, the only thing they can give up is their life."

Feng Xiuhu looked thoughtfully at the cane: "Shall I try it now?"

Erosion nodded: "You will see some sights, but... there's no need to be afraid."

Without further hesitation, Feng Xiuhu channeled his magic power into his staff.

Suddenly, everything went dark, and Feng Xiuhu realized that he could no longer sense his own body, while his field of vision was rapidly rising.

Once his eyes adjusted to the darkness, Feng Xiuhu looked down and realized he was standing on a high mountain. A dense forest grew beneath his feet, bathed in the dim light, yet appearing as tiny as ants.

This place looks familiar.

No, he wasn't standing on a high mountain.

Feng Xiuhu suddenly realized—he was this "high mountain".

The Eclipse whispered in her ear: "Dream Forest...you have come into contact with the authority of 'Shadow,' a sight that the Shadow Owl has witnessed."

Looking directly down, there was a clearing in the woods.

Feng Xiuhu's eyes cast two beams of light, illuminating the open space, where countless owl-men were singing and dancing in their dreams.

A moment later, the scene before him vanished as if in a dream, and Feng Xiuhu saw the furnishings in the room again.

The drastic change in perspective made Feng Xiuhu feel nauseous. He rubbed his chest and asked, "How come I remember only seeing a beam of light in the open space of Menglin?"

Eclipse replied, "The Shadow Owl's two eyes are her divine bones, one representing the authority of shadows and the other the authority of dreams. Now the eye representing shadows has been dug out by the God of Night, so all you see is a pillar of light."

After catching his breath, Feng Xiuhu licked his lips and said, "Again."

As he channeled his magic into his staff, Feng Xiuhu was plunged into darkness once more.

Once his vision returned to normal, Feng Xiuhu realized that he had come to the sea.

The moon hangs high in the night sky, casting shimmering light.

Having prepared himself mentally, when Feng Xiuhu realized he was standing on an island, he immediately understood—he was the island.

Suddenly, "he" raised his head and exhaled a white mist into the sky. The mist quickly enveloped the surroundings, surging and changing into various shapes—mountains and rivers, birds and beasts. For a moment, "he" seemed not to be on the sea, but looking down at the world from the sky.

Feng Xiuhu was very curious about who he was now, but he couldn't control his body or speak, and could only passively observe the scene before him.

Fortunately, Shi spoke up at that moment.

"Her name is Mirage."

"This is her authority over the mist."

PS: In chapter 173, Mr. Gray felt an instinctive fear upon seeing the Eclipse.

(End of this chapter)