Redemption of a Born Demon

Chapter 90: Marionette, the Miraculous Sound of the Mantra

Yi Beidou said nothing. After wiping the blood from the tip of his nose with his fingers, he watched Ding Huiyuan quietly, waiting for his next move.

However, Ding Huiyuan didn’t make a move right away. Instead, to the astonishment of Zhou Baiwei and the others, he took out a pack of cigarettes, pulled one out, and lit it by rubbing it between two fingers.

He then pulled out another and flicked it toward Yi Beidou.

Yi Beidou casually caught it, but instead of lighting it between two fingers like Ding Huiyuan, he stomped his foot on the ground.

BOOM!

The airflow on the ground exploded, sending deadwood and fallen leaves in the Greening Forest flying. With a flick of his arm, Yi Beidou pinched a dry leaf between two fingers.

Then, he stuck the cigarette in the corner of his mouth and suddenly rubbed his two fingers together.

The dry leaf started to smoke and then burst into flame. Yi Beidou brought the leaf to his mouth and lit the cigarette.

Afterward, he closed his hand around the burning leaf and gently crushed it, turning it instantly to a cloud of ash.

INHALE!

He took a sharp drag, and the cigarette burned down at a visible speed. In a single breath, Yi Beidou had smoked the entire thing.

He had originally thought Ding Huiyuan’s cigarette, like Zhu Zi’Er’s lollipop, held some hidden mystery and was made of special materials.

But it turned out to be just an ordinary cigarette.

"Offering a smoke when we meet, isn’t that basic courtesy? Don’t overthink it. Alright, I’m about to make my move."

Ding Huiyuan said with a grin, seeing Yi Beidou’s quizzical look.

Yi Beidou got the sense that wasn’t what the man meant at all; he was just trying to be a smartass.

’An interesting fellow.’

The next moment, however...

BZZZZ!

Ding Huiyuan’s gaze suddenly sharpened, and a booming sound erupted from within his body.

Why from within his body?

Because the sound came not just from his throat, but from the coordinated vibrations of his internal organs, his chest and abdomen, and even his True Intent.

The sound wasn’t sharp or high-pitched. It was like the rumble of a subwoofer, instantly blanketing the surrounding area.

RUSTLE! RUSTLE!

A light wind suddenly blew through the woods, sending dead branches and fallen leaves dancing. Meng Qianyuan and the others felt their bodies shake and their minds roar. It felt as if their insides were churning violently, and even covering their ears was useless; there was no way to block the sound’s propagation.

"Ma mo ka da duo mi..."

The low, booming sound was indistinguishable from the chanting of monks in a temple.

But Yi Beidou’s experience was even more profound.

Ding Huiyuan’s voice, combined with the vibrations of his spiritual True Intent, permeated his skin and flesh, penetrating straight to his organs and marrow. Moreover, his True Intent was affecting Yi Beidou’s Life Magnetic Field, causing it to resonate.

He could feel his Life Magnetic Field, which had been thrown into disarray from using the Celestial Slaughter Seven Stars, gradually calming within the sound waves. The burning sensation in his organs lessened considerably, and the discomfort was slowly replaced by a feeling of peace and ease.

At this moment, bathed in the sound waves, he felt as if he were soaking in a sweet spring.

But what surprised him most was not just that. The wound in his palm, pierced by Zhou Qingchen’s swordsmanship, now had a numb, itching sensation.

This was the sensation of cells at the wound site healing and regenerating. His body’s restorative functions had actually been activated to some degree by the sound waves.

A Saint who has achieved Body Ascension has extremely strong regenerative abilities. Although the wound on Yi Beidou’s palm was deep enough to see bone, he could heal it in less than three days just by deliberately gathering his Qi, blood, and nutrients to nourish it.

But if he could remain bathed in these sound waves, the wound would probably heal completely in less than a day.

’It adjusts the Life Magnetic Field, activates the body’s potential, and accelerates the repair of physical damage.’

’An absolutely incredible ability.’

’This is the Buddhist Sect’s True Word Technique.’

Legend had it that when this Divine Power was cultivated to its peak, it could even resurrect the dead and bring them back to the world of the living.

Sound waves themselves have a powerful influence on living beings and contain the highest mysteries.

The true Breathing Techniques of many Fist Techniques are often linked to Sound Techniques.

For example, the "Heng and Ha" sounds, or the Tiger and Leopard Thunder Sound.

Emitting these kinds of Sound Techniques while training allows the sound waves to penetrate deep into the organs and marrow, strengthening them as well as the muscles and bones.

But Ding Huiyuan’s Divine Power had clearly far surpassed the effects of these Sound Techniques, reaching an almost miraculous level.

Back at the Desert North Ma Family’s estate, he had used this very Sound Technique to regulate the Ma Family Patriarch’s body, activate some of his physical potential, and pull him back from the brink of death, extending his life by three months.

The sound waves vibrated for about three minutes before Ding Huiyuan stopped circulating his power and took another drag from his cigarette.

"Alright. I’ve used the Sound Technique to adjust your Life Magnetic Field. From now on, you’ll need to be mindful of your limits when you use that Technique."

Ding Huiyuan said with a smile.

"What scripture were you just chanting?"

Yi Beidou asked, quite interested in this skill.

This trip to Dragon Tiger Mountain was proving to be incredibly fruitful. The Transformation Dao Conference hadn’t even started yet, and he had already witnessed numerous methods of Ascension.

’With the Buddhist Sect’s Divine Power, different scriptures produce different effects.’

"No idea. I was just making it up as I went. I probably couldn’t chant the same thing again even if you asked me to."

Ding Huiyuan said with a shrug.

Nearby, Meng Qianyuan and the others exchanged a glance. For some reason, they all felt this Saint Expert was too unconventional, giving off a rather unreliable vibe.

He was completely different from any other Saint Expert they had ever seen.

Yi Beidou, however, understood what he meant, and a thoughtful expression appeared on his face.

’The scripture isn’t the key. The true key is that the sound waves and True Intent must change according to the surrounding environment and the state of the target’s internal magnetic field.’

’It’s hard to find two identical states in the world, so Ding Huiyuan can’t repeat the sound waves he used before to achieve the same effect.’

’This man’s Taoist Skill has reached the point where he can see past the surface and touch the very essence of things.’

"Since we’ve met, let’s have a go."

Yi Beidou said, his eyes gleaming.

"No way! I can’t fight, my martial arts are terrible. That violent little lady earlier insisted on a showdown and chased me halfway down the street trying to chop me up. I don’t dare fight again."

Hearing this, Ding Huiyuan immediately looked alarmed and waved his hands dismissively.

Yi Beidou frowned slightly. The man had just used his True Words Divine Power to help regulate his body, which was a kind gesture. If he truly didn’t want to fight, Yi Beidou couldn’t force him, but it would be a bit of a shame.

"How about this? We don’t have to fight. But a Magical Combat... that could be considered."

Ding Huiyuan said with a smile.

"Oh? How would we do that?"

Yi Beidou asked.

Ding Huiyuan smiled without answering. His gaze shifted from Yi Beidou and swept over Meng Qianyuan, Zhou Baiwei, and Yang Mutong.

Finally, his eyes landed on Zhou Baiwei.

"Young lady, I’ll need to borrow you for a moment."

Ding Huiyuan said.

"Huh? Me?"

Zhou Baiwei was confused. She looked left and right, saw that Ding Huiyuan was indeed looking at her, and pointed quizzically at her own nose.

"That’s right. Your magnetic field is the weakest here, so it’s you."

Ding Huiyuan chuckled.

’My magnetic field is the weakest... Why does it feel like you’re mocking me?!’

Zhou Baiwei was just about to retort when, in the next instant, Ding Huiyuan unleashed the Sound of Truth.

DONG!

Zhou Baiwei felt thunder crash in her ears. Her consciousness grew hazy, and she no longer knew where she was.

And in reality...

WHOOSH!

The whites of Zhou Baiwei’s eyes showed and her movements turned stiff. She stumbled toward Yi Beidou like a marionette, raising her fist to pound on his chest.

Her state was almost identical to the legends of being possessed by a ghost.

"Bai Wei! What are you doing?!"

Seeing this, Meng Qianyuan and Yang Mutong broke out in goosebumps. A chill shot up their spines, and they couldn’t help but take a few steps back.