novelraw Chapter 60 : It Definitely Isn’t Because Someone’s Brain Overloaded Like a Pig
Chapter 60 : It Definitely Isn’t Because Someone’s Brain Overloaded Like a Pig
Chapter 60: It Definitely Isn’t Because Someone’s Brain Overloaded Like a Pig
Cui Wenxi frowned, not refuting immediately.
The Twelve Orthodox Paths were not rigid and closed-minded. A sect that could reach such a level would naturally not fear the methods of the Eighteen Demonic Sects and Thirty-Six Deviant Paths as if they were tigers.
Among the deviant paths, many were originally branches split off from the orthodox paths.
Even the leader of the Five Turbid Path lineage bore the surname Cui.
So in truth, the opposite was the case.
Within the sects of the Twelve Orthodox Paths, many people studied the methods of demonic and deviant paths, even personally dabbling in them.
Of course.
Learning was one matter.
Using them was another.
The reason the Twelve Orthodox Paths were the Twelve Orthodox Paths was precisely because, for the same functions, their methods were more effective and cost-efficient.
“I will not use deviant methods against fellow disciples. I would rather remain mediocre like this.”
Cui Wenxi shook her head.
Fang Chang wasn’t surprised at all.
In the game, Cui Wenxi had always been bright, upright, and kind. Even though she had been bound by the Cui Family’s obligations before, she ultimately forced herself to wake up and sever her own cultivation.
Just from this alone, Fang Chang actually had quite a good impression of her.
Though her weakness was indeed… quite real.
“Knew it.”
A jade slip was flicked out from the Black Tortoise Square Cauldron by him. He turned stylishly, facing the sunlight.
The jade slip spun midair.
Emitting a crystalline glow.
“Ordinary Five Turbid Path practitioners do not abandon the Crimson Palace at the center of the chest. Instead, they treat it as a lock, sealing unrefined Five Elements turbid qi within the body to prevent it from rushing to the Upper Dantian and disturbing the spirit.”
“And this method is called 《Five Turbid Nurturing Lock》. By drawing in the Five Turbid qi and infusing it into the Crimson Palace in the sequence of mutual generation among the Five Elements, it can repair the damaged heart palace.”
“If you cultivate this method to its peak and let it operate naturally, you may restore the function of the Crimson Palace and return to cultivating the orthodox Grand Void Path.”
Cui Wenxi trembled all over.
Hope surged in her heart.
But when she took the jade slip, her expression quickly turned to disappointment and embarrassment.
“《Desire Path Bone-Melting Manual》? How do you even have a Desire Path cultivation method? Do you find it amusing to toy with me like this?”
Fang Chang froze.
He took back the jade slip and checked—it really was.
“Sorry, wrong one… let’s try again.”
He pulled out another jade slip, once again turning stylishly toward the sunlight.
“Ordinary Five Turbid Path practitioners do not abandon the Crimson Palace—”
“This is 《Piercing Apertures and Harvesting Yin Chapter》.”
Same thing.
Same flair.
“Ordinary Five Turbid Path practitioners do not abandon the Crimson Palace—”
“This time it’s 《Jade Stem Lotus Creation Demonic Art》…”
Cui Wenxi angrily threw the jade slip to the ground.
“You hypocritical bastard! Just how many demonic techniques do you have?! The screening disciples must have been insane to let you into the sect!”
Fang Chang clicked his tongue, also getting a bit annoyed.
That shouldn’t be right.
I sorted all this three months ago—whether casually picked up or specially collected, everything should have been neatly organized.
He stopped pretending and pulled out a massive wooden chest from the Black Tortoise Square Cauldron.
With a bang, it slammed onto the floor, kicking up dust.
When opened—
countless jade slips of various kinds were piled densely inside.
“Five Turbid Nurturing Lock… Five Turbid Nurturing Lock… Five Turbid Nurturing Lock…”
While Fang Chang leaned in to search,
Cui Wenxi glanced inside.
Her brows furrowed even deeper.
《Supreme Forgetfulness Path》, 《Canglan Mountain Protective Formation Analysis and Reconstruction》, 《Detailed Explanation of Tai Sui Spirit Transformations》, 《Nine Chapters of Talisman Loathing》, 《True Explanation of Sword Dao》, 《Five Qi Returning to the Origin Grand Empowerment》, 《Demon Planting Method》…
There were jade slips, books, human-skin parchments, old bamboo scrolls, scriptures.
Some handwritten, some engraved, some carved with sword marks, others formed with spiritual essence.
Some clearly written by him, others bearing faint, time-worn scripts.
All kinds, dazzling to the eye—each title grand and terrifying, enough to make one’s heart tremble.
“Found it.”
Fang Chang pulled out a thread-bound book with a deep blue cover.
On it were indeed the four characters: Five Turbid Nurturing Lock.
He shook his head with a wry smile. “No wonder I grabbed the wrong ones—it’s not a jade slip, it’s a book.”
Cui Wenxi didn’t take it immediately.
Her gaze kept drifting toward the chest. Though her face showed nothing, a faint unease rose within her.
She didn’t dare speak loudly.
“Th-these…”
“These?”
Fang Chang smiled. “Just stuff used to scam money among rogue cultivators. No need to mind them.”
Speaking of which,
Fang Chang had already collected most of the interesting things from version 1.0—it was getting a bit dull.
Not that he had cleared the entire map.
That would be unrealistic.
The main reason it felt dull was that version 1.0 of 《Fallen Immortal》 was still in early development, with fewer interesting events.
On the other hand, this version was simply too far in the past.
He couldn’t remember clearly.
Fang Chang’s memory worked by impressions.
Most plotlines and hidden treasures only came back to him when he saw or heard about them in person.
Yes.
That’s right.
It’s impression-based memory.
Definitely not because someone’s brain overloaded like a pig.
Cui Wenxi quietly let out a sigh of relief, thinking that made sense.
This mere Corpse Refinement Path cultivator, a Qi Absorption cultivator who only entered the sect thanks to Junior Sister Cheng Hua—how could he possibly possess such things?
Fang Chang waved the thread-bound book.
“But this one is different. This one is real.”
Cui Wenxi hesitantly took 《Five Turbid Nurturing Lock》.
Her aptitude was certainly not poor.
Page by page, she flipped through it.
The sound of pages turning mixed with the rustling bamboo leaves outside.
Together, they stirred waves in her heart.
She looked at Fang Chang in astonishment.
Her delicate face appeared slightly dazed, lips parted, revealing a hint of tongue and small canine teeth.
“Where… did you get such a technique? Who exactly are you…”
Fang Chang smiled, patting her head.
Cui Wenxi raised her hand to slap him, but he dodged as if expecting it.
“Mm…”
She narrowed her eyes in dissatisfaction, her cheeks puffing slightly.
Fang Chang found it adorable and couldn’t help rubbing her head.
“As for me—I most enjoy nurturing talented juniors. A cute and charming girl like you suits my taste perfectly.”
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That night.
Fang Chang laid a simple bedding on the floor of the thatched hut’s main room.
He had actually found an abandoned wooden house.
And planned to build a small base there for his stay at Canglan Mountain.
But it was late, and the roofless house was too shabby.
Cui Wenxi couldn’t bear it and dragged him back to sleep on the floor.
Fang Chang wasn’t surprised.
He hadn’t even started playing pitiful yet, and this “little sun” senior sister was already feeling sorry for him.
“Benefactor Fang, you seem somewhat distracted?”
At this moment,
Fang Chang was maintaining the Yin-nurturing formation for two coffins when Zhang Su’s voice suddenly came from within one of them.
“Don’t peek at me, Master Zhang.”
“…This poor nun merely happened to connect with the body to move around a bit.”
Fang Chang leaned against the coffin, sensing that Zhao Yuntong’s corpse body remained dormant.
“I was just… feeling a bit emotional.”
“Emotional about what?”
Fang Chang smiled, glancing at the tightly shut door.
From inside came faint fluctuations of spiritual rhythm—
—the cultivation of 《Five Turbid Nurturing Lock》 had begun.
Zhang Su sensed it and said:
“Benefactor, do you know the 《Brahma Net Sutra》?”
“What do you think?”
“The 《Brahma Net Sutra》 says: ‘One who does not violate the Bodhisattva precepts accumulates great merit.’ This means that certain actions that appear to violate precepts, if done with pure intent and skillful wisdom, not only do not constitute violations, but instead accumulate great merit.”
She spoke gently,
“That 《Five Turbid Nurturing Lock》 may be a deviant method, but it is used to heal Benefactor Cui’s damaged body, not for indulgence or wrongdoing… Benefactor Fang, this is a virtuous act.”
Zhang Su’s voice was warm and sincere, comforting and intimate, like a gentle older sister.
“Heh… Master, you misunderstand.”
“Ah…” Zhang Su was confused.
Fang Chang shook his head with a smile.
“The Five Turbid Path uses the Crimson Palace as a lock to suppress turbid qi in the body, preventing it from rising to the Upper Dantian and disturbing the spirit.”
“But 《Five Turbid Nurturing Lock》 focuses on nurturing—there is no ‘lock’ part.”
Zhang Su froze, a chill rising in her heart.
“Benefactor Fang, you…”
Fang Chang ignored her. His gloomy smile carried a trace of wickedness:
“When the spirit is disturbed by turbid qi, she can be driven to use the heart’s blood of those with her own bloodline to suppress it…”
“What I’m feeling emotional about—is imagining our bright and radiant Senior Sister Cui sharpening her blade against her own clan.”