Mythology Returns! Starting with Folklore and Strange Tales

Chapter 121: Rewarding Magic and Obtaining Playthings – Double Happiness

"Please...you..."

"Let me go... I'll be obedient... I'll live a long life, I know... I have secrets!"

Watching the old beast repeatedly flash back from his soul's perspective, speaking haltingly, Zhang Wei's smile vanished instantly: "No need to say anything more, then you should just die!"

"roar!"

As Zhang Wei finished speaking, the phantom on the Taoist robe suddenly lowered its head and roared angrily. Its lifelike eyes stared directly at the old beast, who had regained her senses. The suppressive power contained in its ferocity instantly froze the old beast's consciousness.

At that moment, it seemed as if it saw a red-gold Yazi leap out from Zhang Wei's body, its gaping maw about to bite down on its head. The intense aura of death made it instinctively want to retreat.

"No, no!"

Consciousness reacted, and the enormous body of the old beast turned halfway in an instant, but even faster than the body was the movement of its soul.

When it recovered from the terror of near death, one of its seven souls had already been captured by chains and disappeared into the dark cave entrance with a phantom piglet. The taut balance was broken at this moment... mainly because it had given itself the assist.

The old beast roared and struggled, but it was too late.

Having lost one of her souls, the other three bound spirits became unstable and were pulled out of her body by the chains, following the former into the illusory opening. As the illusory opening leading to the underworld began to close, the old beast, losing control of her body and turning halfway, fell headfirst to the ground, rolled twice, and completely lost her life.

It was Zhang Wei who killed it, but it was also itself.

It has the power to directly plunder starving people, yet it is afraid and timid... Even after a life-or-death struggle, it keeps testing and changing its methods and moves. If it doesn't die, who will?

Of course, even if none of this exists, as long as it reveals its true form to Zhang Wei and does not have an absolutely overwhelming advantage in its soul, it will still be unable to escape death!

As for the secret of the old woman beast, it is likely true. According to the records in the Search for Gods, in order to save itself, the old woman beast betrayed Chen Bao, who had casually mentioned its weakness, so that Chen Bao could take advantage of the situation and escape disaster. In a panic, Chen Bao turned into a pheasant and flew away, taking the calamity for it.

Chen Bao: A kind of precious chicken, a stone spirit. Its effect is that whoever obtains the male will become king, and whoever obtains the female will become a hegemon. Later, Duke Mu of Qin learned of this and sent a large army to search all the mountains. In the end, they killed the female wild chicken and moved the stone statue of the female wild chicken (Chen Bao) to the side of the Wei River. Then they built a temple for Chen Bao. Later, Qin indeed became a hegemon in the Warring States period.

The rise of the Qin Dynasty could not have been entirely due to Chen Bao's efforts, but it must be admitted that sometimes a little help at a crucial juncture can save people countless efforts and toil.

With precedents to follow, the secret that could make an old woman use it as money to buy her life must be priceless.

But how can one profit from seeking help from a tiger?

Countless similar events have occurred throughout the ancient history of the Chinese people, and there are countless stories of people who, due to momentary overconfidence, left behind endless troubles.

Zhang Wei would never allow himself to be manipulated for the sake of a secret. Only the dead can put people at ease. Besides... what you can give, the ancestor can give, and what you can't give, the ancestor can also give.

In that case, I'm sorry.

As the old beast lost its soul and was no longer under control, the thick armor formed from the yellow earth on its body quickly peeled off, crumbled, and turned into dust that dissipated with the wind.

At the same time, Zhang Wei returned to the ground. No longer needing to maintain [Wind Control], he directly released all the blood energy in his body to dispose of the huge corpse as quickly as possible.

[Eliminating evil: The old woman, rewarded with: the Mind-Bending Substitute Life Method]

With a silver tongue and a silver tongue, your words can more easily gain people's trust. The more you speak and the longer you spend time with someone, the more you can bewitch them and make them obey your every word. The higher the destiny of the target you are trying to seduce, the stronger their will, the greater the consumption of your power, and the greater the risk of backlash.

It can actively manipulate destiny to obscure fate, connecting the destinies and fortunes of two individuals (requiring manipulation or karmic entanglement). During the duration of the spell, they are of the same origin and nature; their fortunes are intertwined, and their losses are mutual.

Spell?

"It not only gave him the ability to cheat and swindle (not really), but it also involves fortune telling, that's pretty impressive!"

The thick hide and tough flesh of the animal were difficult to deal with, and it was only through Zhang Wei's use of magic that he found a chance to win. However, the reward made his waste of so much mana that was hard to replenish not in vain!

The first effect is simple: it's like a more intense version of charm or hypnosis.

If it weren't for the fact that it appeared in this mythical era where ancient history was falling into the present world in large numbers, it would still be a very powerful ability. As long as it is done discreetly and doesn't involve too many people, living the life of one's dreams would not be difficult at all.

However, it would be slightly inferior in today's terms.

After all, in this era, deceiving ordinary people is not very effective, while the likes of gods and demons are difficult to master and are easy to backfire on.

On the contrary, Zhang Wei really valued the latter.

It bewitches destiny and obscures fate, sharing the same origin and essence. This is a true art of transformation from the inside out. In ordinary times, it can be used as a disguise that no one can see through, and in times of trouble, it can also be used as a skill that shares one's fate.

As the saying goes, "If one prospers, all prosper; if one suffers, all suffer."

If you get promoted and make a fortune, I'll get a share; if I get hurt or harmed, you won't get any benefit either.

It is an essential skill to be wary of others.

Imagine if someone used witchcraft on Zhang Wei, but the same evil magic was applied to him instead—would he still be able to do it? But just because he couldn't do it doesn't mean Zhang Wei couldn't pull off some tricks, right?

Even if the other party grits their teeth and continues to bet, Zhang Wei doesn't care.

Let's torture each other, who's afraid of who?

"Excellent, excellent!"

Zhang Wei was planning the appropriate scenarios for this spell, his eyes fixed on the beast corpse that was gradually shrinking under the influence of blood and evil.

Due to the advancement of the Yazi Law, the original infiltration speed has also increased significantly. Given the thick skin and large size of the old beast, it would have taken at least half an hour to digest before, but now it only took a little over a quarter of an hour for its huge body to quickly shrink into a skeleton covered with black sand.

As the Blood Fiend returned and transformed back into a Taoist robe, the enormous, terrifying skeletal frame collapsed into a pile of dust.

These remnants will dissipate on their own soon enough, so Zhang Wei doesn't need to waste time destroying the evidence.

He gazed at the Yazi that had reappeared on his Taoist robe, watching as the scales around its eyes gradually became clearer. The edges of the blood-red scales were outlined with strands of gold. Although it was only the beginning of its appearance, it had gained a touch of solemn and dignified majesty in addition to its original ferocious appearance.

The sac demon and the drought demon, which had previously been held between Yazi's teeth and pressed between its claws, were now hanging from the hazy tail, just like the old woman who had faded yesterday. They were pressed down by the thick, long dragon tail, and instead, a strange beast that was neither pig nor sheep was placed under Yazi's chin like a pillow in the front paws that were embracing it.

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