I am a demonic cultivator, not a capitalist with a conscience.

Chapter 553 It's You (36)

Just as Chen Yu was about to go up and check the situation to see if he should pull the other person back and beat him up again, he heard Cao Zhen, who was lying on the water's surface, chuckling.

Time seemed to stand still, the world like a faded photograph, with only Chen Yu and Cao Zhen in front of him retaining color.

The sea surface now resembles land; even if Cao Zhen stands still, he will not sink into the water and can even stand still.

Hearing Cao Zhen's laughter, Chen Yu jumped off the cargo ship and stood on the water, a little worried that he might have knocked the other man senseless.

It's not fun to bully idiots; the other person has to clearly remember what they did for it to make beating them interesting.

Cao Zhen's laughter grew louder and louder, and his voice even revealed a sense of joy and delight.

Listening to the other person's voice, Chen Yu found that pain and death no longer seemed like frightening things. His own perception was also being reversed by the other person's laughter, making him even look forward to death.

However, Chen Yu's Dao heart immediately flickered, eliminating all things detrimental to his cultivation, allowing him to calm down completely and examine the current situation.

A creaking sound rang out, the noise of a third party, distinct from Lin Yuan and Cao Zhen, appeared nearby, sounding particularly jarring in this completely still and quiet place.

Looking towards the source of the sound, two enormous, gigantic skeleton phantoms of Chen Yu were dancing gracefully in the air.

They completely forgot the fear and pain of death, and their actions were imbued with an awareness and transcendence of life and death.

Looking at the two skeletal phantoms, Chen Yu asked in confusion, "What are these?"

“It is Venerable Shita,” Cao Zhen explained after laughing.

Then, he pointed, and a spell flew out, entering Chen Yu's mind and giving him more knowledge about this star lord.

The Venerable Shita were originally a Buddhist couple who cultivated to the point of selflessness. They eventually went mad, wielding magical implements and performing an evil dance while killing each other. Even after they died, their corpses continued to dance together for three years before finally stopping.

They were dead, but not completely dead.

Although their behavior was strange, it contained Buddhist principles. After they stopped, the Buddhist cultivators collected their bones and stored them in the Buddhist hall. After receiving a lot of incense, they finally moved heaven and earth, and the two became one, becoming a star lord.

This guy is extremely strange. Only cultivators who are determined to die and are prepared to prove their Dao through death can summon him and obtain his power.

After learning the other party's identity, Chen Yu looked at him in confusion: "This is Venerable Shituo? You actually managed to invite such an evil star lord? And are you Buddhist cultivators out of your minds? You worship star lords that are obviously problematic? Aren't they evil gods?"

"Evil gods may be evil, but they're useful. And as long as we Buddhist-like accept them, whether something is good or evil is ultimately up to us, isn't it?"

"Then what the hell are you telling me?!"

Licking the wound inflicted by Chen Yu, Cao Zhen said with a smile, "As long as you know the name of Venerable Shita, you will be watched and bewitched by him."

He clapped his hands and stood up, looking at Chen Yu and saying, "Chen Yu, you're amazing. Among all my rivals, you're one of the strongest."

"Looks like you haven't met many people. Are you socially awkward or just withdrawn?"

Smiling and shaking his head, Cao Zhen said, "Still trying to distract me with words at a time like this? It's useless. This place is now the divine realm of the Venerable Shita; the dead will not leave, but will be immediately resurrected. Let's have a good fight here, I want to..."

Snapped!
With a sharp crack, Cao Zhen's head exploded, splattering red and white matter everywhere.

Retracting his leg, Chen Yu said with a smile, "You should have said so earlier. If you had, I wouldn't have had to stop."

In the blink of an eye, Cao Zhen in front of him began to revive.

His shattered body began to heal, but Cao Zhen seemed somewhat different from before.

His body became more robust, his muscles more developed, and his once somewhat weak body seemed to be filled with an air-filled ball, giving him at least twice the muscle mass.

Clenching his neck, Cao Zhen grinned maliciously and said, "I cultivate both Buddhism and Taoism, and I'm a Foundation Establishment expert. It's already quite an achievement that you managed to kill me once. However, I admire Venerable Shi Tuo, and here, every time I die, I become stronger. How many more times can you kill me..."

With his palm forming a blade, Chen Yu's right hand instantly completed its foundation-building process. His sharp palm surpassed most divine weapons, slicing Cao Zhen's head open diagonally.

Throwing half of the other's head back at him, Chen Yu smiled and said, "That's interesting. How far can you ultimately strengthen yourself?" Seeing Chen Yu's complete disregard for the situation, Cao Zhen finally fell silent for a moment before asking, "Aren't you afraid?"

"Afraid? Why are you afraid?"

"You're locked up here, and you don't even know how to get out. Aren't you afraid of being stuck here forever?"

"Let me correct you. It's not that I'm locking you up here; you're being forced to stay with me. And I don't care about this or that; I just want to fleece you a few more times."

Upon discovering that Chen Yu was completely unconcerned, and even somewhat enthusiastic, Cao Zhen felt a rare sense of fear.

Now it should be his execution of Chen Yu, in order to redeem his own Dao heart.

But now it seems that he has attracted a terrifying monster.

Cao Zhen stuck his head back on and struck a pose.

Several spells appeared around him, both Buddhist and Taoist, one after another, strengthening themselves while cursing Chen Yu.

After the spell took full effect, he rushed towards Chen Yu, grabbed him tightly, and prepared to strangle him, but then suddenly froze.

What he held in his arms seemed not to be a physical body, but a mountain.

A majestic snow-capped mountain.

The opponent's physical strength had reached an unbelievable level, rendering all the techniques Cao Zhen had learned ineffective.

In his shock, he felt as if someone had pierced his chest, and Chen Yu was holding his heart in his hand, which was still beating.

He was stunned for a moment, then saw his heart being violently crushed, which caused his vision to go black before he woke up again.

The dance of the Venerable Shita continued, death and illusion intertwined in each other's steps, just like he and Chen Yu were now.

Looking at Chen Yu, who was smiling lightly, Cao Zhen had a feeling.

I might die many times.

Seeing Chen Yu walking towards him, Cao Zhen couldn't help but let out a strained laugh: "Damn, how come there are so many monsters in Tianyuan?"

Outside the still world, the monk suddenly retreated, dodging Teacher Zhao's punch.

Although he dodged the punch, the gust of wind he generated still tore through his chest, leaving a long bloody gash.

After retreating to a safe distance, he said to Teacher Zhao, "As expected of Zhao Ziri, the gale alone has such power. If I were hit, I would probably be injured."

Looking at Zhao Ziri, the monk noticed that the other man was not speaking, but just staring at him, looking for his weakness.

Staring at him, the monk had the illusion of being watched by a dragon. The terrifying pressure made him tremble and wondered who this person was.

However, their target on this trip was not Teacher Zhao, but Chen Yu.

The still world can only last for ten seconds, but a year has passed inside.

A year is enough time for Cao Zhen to kill Chen Yu tens of thousands of times, thus eliminating the inner demons in his heart.

Although Cao Zhen's strength is only 40% of his peak right now, it's still more than enough to deal with a mere Qi Refining Perfection cultivator.

Ten seconds later, the barrier opened, and a figure walked out.

The other party's Dao heart shone brightly, perfectly round and flawless, as perfect as the bright moon in the sky.

The monk was about to congratulate the other party, but after sensing a different aura, he turned around abruptly and exclaimed in astonishment, "Chen Yu, it's you!"

(End of this chapter)