Under One Person: My Inner Realm Connects to All Worlds!

Chapter 271 Lin Lingsu's Dark History

"I always thought that after you were sealed away, you had lost your power and become just an ordinary beast. I never expected that you would still retain such power! Perfect, simply too perfect, Spalashi!"

Gojo-bu opened his arms wide, his face flushed with a sickly pallor, as if embracing some sacred being:
"Man-made cursed spirits, no matter how powerful, are ultimately limited and imperfect!"

"Only by using the body of an auspicious beast favored by the fortune of heaven and earth, bearing the deepest curse in the world, and triggering the backlash of the energy of heaven and earth, can a 'natural curse spirit' be born in the moment when destruction and rebirth intertwine!"

"You are the ultimate material for my pursuit of perfection! By forging you into my cursed spirit, I, Gojo Beren, will surely surpass all my predecessors and become the supreme being of the path of cursed arts!"

His wild words echoed within the barrier, filled with a sense of madness.

Nuoyuan listened quietly to his ravings, her golden eyes showing no emotion, only a condescending indifference, as if she were looking at a buzzing fly.

It's like looking at a madman.

Auspicious beasts are auspicious beasts because they are born to bear the blessings of heaven and earth, as well as certain powers and responsibilities. They are the glimmer of hope that heaven and earth open up, making things that could not possibly become spirits possible. They are symbols of good fortune.

Now, this madman in front of me wants to use the backlash from harming auspicious beasts, which is the result of various misfortunes, calamities, and disasters, to create some kind of inexplicable curse.

That's truly... utterly depraved!

The kind that makes you lose your mind.

He seemed to have only heard of one person with such a curse, the one whose catchphrase was "Fellow Daoist, please wait."

The unfortunate fellow was one of the most powerful extraordinary individuals in the history of China, who was brought to life by following the inner workings of the universe.

Of course, these are all just rumors, things from thousands of years ago, so who can say for sure how much discord actually took place?

Nuoyuan licked its paws again, its tone laced with a lazy mockery, and slowly spoke:
"Just you?"

The fanatical smile on Gojoburen's face froze, then became even more twisted. He stared intently at Nuoyuan, his voice hoarse as he growled:

"Me? Heh heh heh, as far as I know, your true form isn't this frail cat body you have now, is it?"

"Even if you can still use some of your power, it's far less than it was a thousand years ago! That 'Golden Gate Feathered Guest' Lin Lingsu truly placed a seal on you. Otherwise, why would you need to hide in this state for a thousand years?!"

His words were like venomous snakes, trying to tear open Nuoyuan's hidden weakness.

However, Nuoyuan only let out a disdainful snort.

"is it?"

As the clear and authoritative voice fell, a sudden change occurred under the horrified gazes of Gojoburen and Yang Qingluan.

The fat cat, which was squatting on the ground, suddenly burst forth with an indescribable dazzling light.

The light was not a single color, but rather a mixture of black and white energies, evolving into the profound Daoist principles of thunder and lightning, and the separation of Yin and Yang.

The vast and boundless innate thunder essence, like a burst dam, instantly dispersed the viscous aura of curses surrounding it.

Its round shape rapidly expanded and deformed in the light.

The cat's originally round and cute face was elongated, revealing the majestic outline of the king of beasts, with the "king" character pattern naturally drawn by lightning appearing on its forehead, exuding nobility and domineering power.

The fur of the black cloud-covered snow shimmered with color, large clumps of black transforming into deep, mysterious jet-black stripes, imprinted on its snow-white fur, exuding a powerful and ruthless beauty.

Its limbs became strong and agile, and sharp claws extended, gleaming coldly, as if they could easily tear apart metal and stone.

What is most awe-inspiring is the lightning that surrounds it.

Black and white electric snakes darted, intertwined, and collided wildly, each collision unleashing a subtle yet powerful burst of lightning that contained both destructive and creative energy.

Thunder is the pivot of heaven and earth, the power of creation!

Therefore, the Yin Fu Jing says: "Thunder and lightning issue commands, and yin and yang interact."

Ultimately, these black and white lightning bolts clustered and merged together, transforming into golden cloud-like lightning bolts that appeared almost tangible and flowed with inscribed runes.

Like loyal guardians, they swirled around its majestic body, making it appear as if it were born from thunder, a divine being.

In the blink of an eye, the lazy fat cat from before had disappeared.

Instead, there was a golden-eyed white tiger, nearly ten feet long, majestic and awe-inspiring, controlling clouds and thunder, its roar carrying the wind!

It stood within the barrier, its snow-white fur adorned with black stripes resembling inscriptions of the Great Dao. Golden, cloud-like lightning surged and swirled around it, and its crimson, golden eyes flashed with lightning as it looked down upon all things.

A boundless and powerful aura of killing intent, along with the manifestation of its true form, resonated and spread out.

The formless and shapeless mountain wind seemed to transform into thousands of golden spears and iron horses, howling and galloping, emitting a chilling sound, intertwining and resonating with the dazzling and demon-purifying golden lightning, causing the entire [Curse of the Hundred Ghosts' Nest] barrier to shake precariously!

It is the innate spirit that manifests the pivotal mechanism of heaven and earth and wields a portion of the power of thunder—the Pivotal Thunder Spirit!
"No, impossible!!"

The fanaticism and confidence on Gojobu's face instantly crumbled, replaced by utter horror and disbelief. He screamed as if his faith had collapsed:

"Weren't you sealed away?! Ancient texts clearly record that Lin Lingsu used supreme thunder magic to..."

"Humph!"

His response was a cold snort from Cardinal Lei Jing, carrying the power of thunder.

Its massive tiger head was slightly raised, and the breath it exhaled from its nostrils transformed directly into a small cloud of misty thunderclouds, within which golden lightning crackled.

His voice was booming, carrying a hint of mockery and reminiscence: "I suppose the records of your ancestors are just hearsay, or something you heard from some people who like to embellish their own reputations?"

"That bastard Lin Lingsu, with his iron-clad skin, is always showing off! Bragging is tax-free. With his meager Thunder Dao cultivation back then, he thought he could seal me?"

At this point, a hint of extremely human-like mockery flashed in the Cardinal Thunder Spirit's crimson-golden eyes. It paused, as if recalling some extremely amusing past event, its tone carrying a touch of irony:

"Back in the Bianjing Imperial Palace, he tried to forcibly subdue me, but he was chased and struck by my natal cardinal divine lightning. When he was electrocuted and his whole body was charred black, his hair stood on end, and he looked like a Kunlun slave, he was lying on the ground howling and begging for mercy!"

"In the end, he still obediently agreed to my conditions, offering the incense and vows of the Shenxiao Sect in exchange for me to stay here and help him look after the mountain gate?"

This earth-shattering secret revelation exploded in the minds of Wu Tiaobu and Yang Qingluan like a thunderclap.

Gojo-bu's face turned deathly pale, and his body involuntarily took a step back. The so-called "ancient records" that he relied on for his confidence now seemed so ridiculous and pale.

What he was facing was not some sealed or weakened mythical beast, but a primordial spirit in its prime, who controlled the thunder and lightning of heaven and earth!

Lin Lingsu: When you're out and about, you have to earn your own face. We just bragged a little bit, really, just a little bit. Otherwise, how could we have fooled the emperor?
Yang Qingluan was dumbfounded. Looking at the majestic white tiger in front of her, and recalling its lazy appearance of stealing offerings and being chased and beaten by her, she felt that her worldview had been greatly impacted.

Grandmaster Lin Lingsu was actually electrocuted into a Kunlun slave by Nuoyuan—no, by this senior? And he even begged for mercy?

At that moment, she felt that the image of the founder of the Shenxiao Sect was somewhat shaky in her heart, and at the same time, she inexplicably wanted to laugh.

Cardinal Raijin ignored the collapsing Gojoburen and its crimson golden eyes locked onto its opponent once more, its chilling killing intent spreading out as if it were a tangible force:
"Now, you ant from Japan, are you ready to pay the price for angering me?" Before Cardinal Raijin finished speaking, the golden cloud-like lightning surrounding him suddenly intensified.

“Ouch——!!!”

A tiger's roar was not merely a sound wave, but a powerful force containing the essence of heaven and earth and the true sound of thunder, spreading out fiercely from its center like tangible golden ripples.

The [Curse Binding - Hundred Ghosts' Nest] barrier, composed of countless curses and spells, was crushed by the thunderous roar of the tiger, which contained the righteous energy of heaven and earth. It was like an ice surface being hit by a boulder, making a series of cracking sounds as it was unable to bear the weight.

Countless cracks instantly covered the entire barrier's light screen, and then, in Gojou's despairing gaze...

"Boom!!!"

The pitch-black barrier shattered completely, turning into countless scattered remnants of curses, which were then swept away and purified by the golden lightning that followed.

The moment the barrier shattered, fresh air and sunlight rushed in again, but this did not bring any hope to Gojou-beren. Instead, it completely exposed him to the boundless divine power of Cardinal Raisei.

"No! My cursed spirit!!!"

Gojou roared madly, his hands frantically forming hand seals, trying to summon more and more powerful cursed spirits. He even burned his own essence and soul source, pouring out the cursed power that he had cultivated for many years without reservation.

In an instant, more bizarre and terrifying cursed spirits shrieked and pounced out from his body and the shadows.

There were giant corpses bound by shackles of resentment, strange birds spewing filthy poisonous fire, and shadow demons with elusive forms that could erode the soul. They converged into a turbid torrent of cursed power, fearlessly rushing towards Cardinal Thunder Spirit.

However, faced with this army of cursed spirits that could instantly kill ordinary cultivators, Cardinal Thunder Spirit's crimson golden eyes held only a cold, indifferent thunder.

It didn't even make any obvious attack stance; it simply raised its forepaw, which was wrapped in golden cloud lightning, and gently pressed it down on the surging torrent of cursed spirits.

"Om-!"

The Qi mechanism between heaven and earth seemed to be stirred by an invisible hand.

The golden, cloud-like lightning that had been hovering around its claws suddenly converged, transforming into a gigantic, sun-obscuring phantom of a lightning tiger's claw.

The claws, crackling with lightning capable of annihilating all laws, and carrying the will to wield divine power and judge good and evil, descended upon the torrent of cursed spirits and the five tribes behind them.

There were no earth-shattering explosions, no protracted confrontations.

Before that giant claw formed purely of Cardinal Divine Lightning, those ferocious and powerful cursed spirits could not even utter a wail before silently dissolving and annihilating the moment they touched the lightning.

Curse? Resentment? Before the supreme thunder that represents the pivot of heaven and earth, judgment and destruction, all are in vain!

The thunderous claw continued its relentless advance, instantly piercing through the torrent of cursed spirits and enveloping the five members of the tribe, whose faces were deathly pale and whose pupils were unfocused.

"No...I am the hope of the Gojo family...I can't..."

His last words were drowned out by the deafening thunder.

The giant claw descended, causing the ground to tremble slightly.

When the lightning dissipated, the spot where Gojo-bu had stood was completely empty, without even a trace of ash.

This ambitious sorcerer, who sought to create auspicious beasts to achieve perfection, has been annihilated by the thunder of the Heavenly Pivot, his body and soul destroyed, and he has returned to nothingness.

The valley fell into a deathly silence.

Only the faint sound of a breeze rustling through the scorched earth and the slowly receding hum of thunder surrounding the golden-eyed white tiger could be heard.

Cardinal Lei Jing shook his enormous head, as if he had only done a trivial matter.

Its body shimmered with light, and the majestic and enormous white tiger began to slowly shrink, its fur changing color, and finally it transformed back into the fat cat "Nuoyuan" with its black fur covered in snow and its paws tucked in.

It hopped lightly back to Yang Qingluan's feet, even giving a lazy yawn, as if the earth-shattering battle just now had nothing to do with it.

"Nu...Nuyuan...Senior?"

Yang Qingluan looked at the fat cat that had returned to normal at her feet, her voice still trembling slightly, her feelings extremely complicated.

There was a sense of relief at surviving a disaster, shock at the true identity of Nuoyuan, and a sense of helplessness at not knowing how to face this "founding father" figure.

Nuoyuan raised its emerald green cat eyes, which had returned to their original state, and glanced at her. It lazily meowed and rubbed its head against the hem of her Taoist robe, as if to say, "It's alright, silly girl."

Just then, several rapid whooshing sounds came from afar.

"Qingluan!"

"My niece!"

"Senior Nuoyuan!"

Led by sect leader Lin Huanzhen, several old Taoist priests from the Shenxiao Sect arrived at the scene with lightning speed and in a panic.

Upon realizing the Wind and Thunder Secret Technique that Yang Qingluan had used earlier, they immediately rushed down the mountain.

Coupled with the intense energy fluctuations and thunderous power just now, especially the pure aura of the Cardinal Thunder Essence, they almost thought a powerful enemy had attacked.

I wonder what kind of enemy could possibly make this patriarch take action?
However, when they saw the scene was a mess, with scorched earth everywhere, but Yang Qingluan was standing unharmed, with Nuoyuan at her feet, completely unharmed, they couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

"Qingluan, what was that just now..."

Lin Huanzhen quickly stepped forward, nervously examining Yang Qingluan, and then looked with awe at Nuoyuan, who had her hands tucked into her pockets and had an expression that said "it's none of my business".

Yang Qingluan took a deep breath and briefly recounted the thrilling experience she had just had, as well as how Nuoyuan transformed into a white tiger and easily annihilated the powerful enemy.

Of course, she subconsciously omitted the "dark history" of how Patriarch Lin Lingsu was electrocuted and turned into a Kunlun slave begging for mercy.

After listening to Yang Qingluan's account, Lin Huanzhen and the elders exchanged bewildered glances, their faces filled with horror and lingering fear. If something had really happened to Yang Qingluan, how could he explain it to Master Wang after his death?

You see, the patriarch didn't even need to strike him with lightning to settle things!

Lin Huanzhen stammered: "Master, I carelessly caused the death of your little grand-disciple?"

Wang Wenqing revealed a kind smile: Look at this lightning bolt, isn't it bright? Isn't it big?

Lin Huanzhen straightened his Taoist robe and solemnly bowed to Nuoyuan: "Thank you for your help, senior, in saving Qingluan and protecting my Shenxiao Sect disciples."

Several elders also quickly bowed in greeting.

Nuoyuan simply flicked its tail lazily and meowed as a response.

(End of this chapter)