I Can Transfer the Side Effects of Evil Skills

Chapter 110: Chapter 108: Unifying the Gangs?

”Brother, that was amazing!”

After Wu Chen and his men left in disgrace, Wang Xingjian broke into a smile of both shock and delight.

Although Zou Feng already had an impressive public combat record, he had, after all, only ’just’ advanced to Eighth Grade.

And yet, he held such a clear advantage against a veteran Eighth Grade Martial Artist like Wu Chen?

”Brother Wang, you flatter me. The truth is, Wu Chen’s skills are unrefined. He’s just an Eighth Grade Martial Artist who’s all flash and no substance!”

Of course, Zou Feng hadn’t acted just to show off in public or to earn Wang Xingjian’s admiration.

He had stepped forward to personally resolve the ”cause” he had sown, and also to add some new names to the List of Gods.

Now that his Black Tortoise Sea-Suppressing Force had reached the level of Refined Skill, the side effects from Zou Feng’s cultivation were becoming outrageous.

Even Ji Changsheng, a Seventh Grade Martial Artist, probably wouldn’t be able to withstand it for much longer.

As for the others on the list, their quantity and quality were quickly becoming insufficient to sustain him.

He couldn’t draw on Zhu Qiming, Wei Lingyun, and He Qingzhi too much, as he needed to be prepared for any surprises in the upcoming competition.

The remaining one, a Poison Cultivator named Li Li who had been on the list for a long time, could only be used when practicing his Poison Skills.

The moment he started cultivating the Tribulation-Indestructible Body or the Black Tortoise Sea-Suppressing Force, Li Li would easily be overwhelmed.

Therefore, he had to make plans as soon as possible to replenish the List of Gods.

This had been part of Zou Feng’s consideration when he first chose to join the Black Flood Dragon Gang.

The Black Flood Dragon Gang had naturally grown weaker after its Gang Leader, Deng Guangxin, went into death-seclusion and vanished without a trace.

The Mountain and River Association and the Danxin Alliance had long been stirring up trouble, hoping to gradually devour it.

As a rising star in the Black Flood Dragon Gang, it was only natural that some of the higher-ups in the other two organizations would begin to see him as a mortal enemy.

And with his current strength, Zou Feng wasn’t particularly intimidated by the experts from the other two gangs.

Even if he couldn’t defeat a Seventh Grade opponent yet, as long as he wasn’t reckless, escaping from one wouldn’t be a major issue.

The ones who truly made Zou Feng wary were the Seventh Grade masters from the Ten Directions Sect and the Celestial Essence Sword Sect.

At this thought, Zou Feng mused, ’With me and my List of Gods backing the Black Flood Dragon Gang, it’ll surely be the one to unify all the low-level gangs in Yuan Guang County, barring any accidents.’

’And as I continue to distinguish myself within the gang and my status rises, won’t I eventually become some kind of godfather figure...’

After that, worried that Han Tao’s hand would lose its... freshness, Zou Feng quickly took his leave.

To be safe, Zou Feng gave the excuse that since Han Tao had injured people with his Poison Palm, he needed to study the poison on the hand to better treat the gang members who had been struck.

Back on the Dragon Gate Boat, Zou Feng immediately began concocting a refinement potion without a moment’s rest.

The recipe for this potion was recorded in detail in the authentic Five Poison Palm manual he had obtained from Yang Yanpeng.

The refinement process was soon complete, but the final result left Zou Feng a little disappointed.

Five Poison Fire Lotus Skill (Refined Skill) Progress: 35%

Before refining the Gu Poison, his progress had been at 32%.

After all that time and effort, it had only increased by three percentage points.

Granted, even a single point of progress was decent once a cultivation skill reached the level of Refined Skill.

But considering the considerable cost and the long period of time he had invested, it was a poor return.

Although he had other Gu Poisons to use, he estimated that even if he refined them all, he would only gain another ten or twenty points of progress.

He was still a long way from breaking through to the Peak of Perfection.

The gap between this and his expected returns was massive.

The reason for this awkward outcome was simple: after the Five Poison Skill merged with the Karmic Fire Red Lotus Palm, it had changed in many ways.

Simply using the original cultivation method for the Five Poison Palm was no longer enough to make it advance by leaps and bounds.

’Oh well,’ he thought. ’It’s my own unique cultivation skill now. I’ll just have to find another way.’

’Once I’m done refining the rest of the Gu Poisons, I won’t bother with these mentally taxing, time-consuming, and unprofitable schemes anymore.’

「The next day」

As the sky began to lighten, Zou Feng opened his eyes and was once again met with the world’s malice.

He opened the List of Gods and saw that its membership had indeed grown.

Wu Chen had been added to the list yesterday. Besides him, there were two new, unfamiliar names.

’One of them is some guy named Xu Haichang. I haven’t even started drawing on him yet, but his name is already dim?’

’Could it be that the Evil Skill he cultivates has massive hidden dangers, and his body is already failing?’

’Another possibility is that he’s just too weak, and the List of Gods doesn’t even consider him a worthy target.’

’So it’s displaying his name in a low light to remind me that he’s not durable. It’s best not to use him when cultivating one of the more intense Evil Skills.’

To determine which of his guesses was correct, Zou Feng placed him in the number one spot on the list after breakfast.

Then he went for his routine sparring session with Bian Yixia.

Sparring with Bian Yixia was the natural time to cultivate his Tribulation-Indestructible Body, which was currently one of his Evil Skills with relatively milder side effects.

But before the sparring session was even over, Xu Haichang’s name had vanished from the list...

’Was he really that weak? Not even Entering Grade?’

’What the hell was wrong with him? He wasn’t even Entering Grade, yet he saw me, an Eighth Grade Martial Artist, as his mortal enemy?!’

’Or rather, how much confidence must he have had to believe he could one day crush an Eighth Grade Martial Artist underfoot when he hadn’t even reached Entering Grade...’

’But it was all for naught now. The guy had croaked.’

’Speaking of which, as my cultivation realm gets higher in the future, will the List of Gods evolve accordingly?’

’For example, will it start ignoring people who are too weak to pose even the slightest threat to me?’

’Otherwise, if I really set foot on the Immortal Path one day, a single casual action could trigger countless karmic consequences.’

’The mortals who are negatively affected would naturally wish for my death...’

But these people would pose no threat whatsoever, and Zou Feng wasn’t so petty or obsessed that he wanted a situation where the List of Gods suddenly swelled with thousands, or even tens of thousands, of new names.

’But my worries are probably unfounded.’

’For now, the List of Gods seems relatively ”intelligent.” It doesn’t just add someone to the list the moment they casually tell me to go die or something.’

As he was mulling over these thoughts, Bian Yixia suddenly stopped the spar and signaled for a break.

Wiping the sweat from her brow, Bian Yixia said, ”I heard you handed Wu Chen from the Mountain and River Association a major defeat yesterday?”

Zou Feng nodded. ”The man was clearly looking for trouble. I had no choice but to act.”

”It’s good you taught him a lesson. The Mountain and River Association has been getting restless again lately!” Bian Yixia said solemnly. ”But you need to be extra careful. The Mountain and River Association has the deepest pockets of the three gangs, and they love hiring assassins to do their dirty work!”