I Can Transfer the Side Effects of Evil Skills

Although Su Qingyu was becoming increasingly frenzied, she hadn’t reached the point of true madness.

After all, ever since she spoke with Zou Feng and learned that he was even willing to wager his own ”corpse,” Su Qingyu had become convinced that he would not lose.

And if he wasn’t going to lose, what was there to be afraid of? Naturally, she had to borrow as much Immortal Fate as possible, no matter the cost.

She wasn’t worried about repayment, so it didn’t matter if the contracts she signed were utterly unscrupulous.

”Yes, Palace Master, but it’s better to be safe than sorry. What if... we leave ourselves a bit of a fallback?” The fact that Zhong Zhe would say this obviously meant he hadn’t gone all-in.

Su Qingyu sneered. ”If you’re always looking for a way out, how can you ever have a future?”

”Is this the extent of your will to seek the Dao?”

Liang Shunan immediately said, ”The Palace Master is right. I believe in the Palace Master, and I believe in Zou Feng.”

”This is a golden opportunity—miss it and it’s gone forever. You might not trust my judgment as a Cultivator, but you should trust my instincts as a merchant!”

Seeing even the ever-astute Liang Shunan speak this way, the others could only manage wry smiles.

”I’ve said my piece. Whether you listen or not is up to you. Now, scatter!”

With that, Su Qingyu was the first to walk toward the courtyard gate.

”Palace Master, it’s so late. Where are you going...?”

Without turning her head, Su Qingyu replied, ”It’s not enough. I’m going to see if I can borrow even more!”

「Rakshasa Palace.」

Jiang Wanzhao gazed at the starry sky, her eyes filled with pity.

It wasn’t that she regretted the small investment she had made in Zou Feng earlier, but that she lamented the impending fall of a prodigy with considerable potential.

But it couldn’t be helped. She had specifically sent Leng Jing to persuade him, yet the boy simply refused to heed the warning.

In truth, Jiang Wanzhao and True Monarch Tianyan, Nangong Chu, did not see eye to eye.

But even so, she had to admit that Nangong Chu’s Great Star Face Reading Skill was the real deal.

Furthermore, at Zou Feng’s current Realm, it was highly unlikely he could deviate too far from Nangong Chu’s calculations.

”Senior Sister Jiang, Qin Xiao requests an audience!”

”Mm, have him wait.”

Qin Xiao was a prodigy in whom Jiang Wanzhao was currently investing heavily.

He had just successfully reached Foundation Establishment with a rather impressive Earth Tier Dao Foundation, showing promise of becoming a True Inheritor.

Jiang Wanzhao had to admit that her eye for investment had been poor in recent decades.

The amount of Immortal Fate she had poured into various prospects was considerable, yet the number of those who had actually fulfilled their potential and become useful assets, including Qin Xiao, was a mere three.

After the last trip to the Outer Realm, Jiang Wanzhao had witnessed Zou Feng’s palm strike. Though she hadn’t said anything explicitly, she thought she had finally struck gold.

But in the end, she had been mistaken...

What was the use of extraordinary Talent if one was too stubborn to listen to advice and ended up either perishing prematurely or being beaten into ruin?

Even if he managed a lucky escape from the Dao Discussion Platform with his life intact, it would be no different from being ruined.

So be it. The resources she had prepared for further investment in this boy would be redirected to Qin Xiao.

That night, it wasn’t just those who knew Zou Feng who were busy. The many disciples who had placed bets on the match also had a sleepless night.

A great many disciples had participated in the betting.

After all, even though the combatants in this Dao Discussion Platform duel were not of a high Realm—just Inner Sect Disciples—the showdown between a Reincarnated Sword Emperor and a Poison Cultivator certified by the Celestial Dao Cauldron was packed with hype.

「Early morning.」 Zou Feng continued to pop Celestial Vein God-Gathering Pills as he leisurely walked out from the Earthly Baleful Gully.

He had binged on a total of three bottles of Spirit Gathering Pills the night before. It would be a miracle if Li Dingjie wasn’t hooked.

The moment he stopped taking the pills, the cravings would be absolutely unbearable.

After returning to the Hongxing Inn, bathing, and changing his clothes, he found that Qiu Lan, who was supposed to be in seclusion, had also rushed back.

How could she possibly focus on her seclusion if she couldn’t witness this duel with her own eyes?

Qiu Lan was understandably nervous, but Teng County and Gongsun Jinghong were filled with nothing but anticipation and excitement.

Zou Feng had bet a total of 300,000 points of Immortal Fate, and naturally, Teng County and Gongsun Jinghong had also wagered their entire fortunes.

Though not much in comparison, the winnings would still be a considerable income.

The two women were already fantasizing about how they would spend all that Immortal Fate...

As noon approached, based on the duration of the ”pill’s effect” he had observed, Zou Feng decisively stopped taking the Spirit Gathering Pills.

If his calculations were correct, by the time they were on the Dao Discussion Platform, the beneficial effects of the Spirit Gathering Pills would wear off, immediately followed by the side effects of consuming a large amount overnight.

Even if he miscalculated the timing, Zou Feng wasn’t worried. At worst, he would just drag the fight into a battle of attrition until Li Dingjie’s ”pill addiction” flared up.

He then called the three women, and together they ambled leisurely toward the Dao Discussion Platform nearest Qingxi Mountain.

Along the way, Zou Feng kept encountering disciples heading to watch the fight.

Since most people were more inclined to believe True Monarch Tianyan, the majority of the bettors had naturally put their money on Li Dingjie to win.

Thus, upon seeing Zou Feng, they all smiled gleefully, as if Zou Feng were their God of Wealth.

After all, if it weren’t for Zou Feng being so headstrong, daring to go head-to-head with both the Reincarnated Sword Emperor and True Monarch Tianyan, how could they have such an easy money-making opportunity?

And thankfully, Zou Feng had been certified by the chiming of the Celestial Dao Cauldron; otherwise, the betting wouldn’t have even been allowed.

Before long, the Dao Discussion Platform was visible in the distance, already surrounded by a sea of people.

Zou Feng could even faintly sense several extremely powerful gazes piercing through the void, all focused on this spot.

Among them, there were surely beings at the level of high-sect Elders and Undying Masters.

’Did these big shots place bets too?’

Just as the thought flashed through his mind, Zou Feng spotted Su Qingyu’s figure in the crowd.

Su Qingyu had finally reverted to the same frenzied state she’d been in back in Great Yan. The constant smile plastered on her lips was downright terrifying.

Clearly, she was lost in a fantasy of making a massive profit, like an ordinary person driven mad with excitement after a sudden, unexpected windfall.

Additionally, several True Disciples were hovering high in the air.

But Zou Feng didn’t recognize any of them; after all, Jiang Wanzhao hadn’t come.

However, Lu Guanghua was certainly among these True Disciples.

This made Zou Feng wonder: if Lu Guanghua, who had invested everything he had in Li Dingjie, were to witness Li Dingjie bite the dust in a moment...

’...would his Dao Heart, already fragile with his lifespan nearly gone, completely collapse, causing him to spit blood and die on the spot?’

When Zou Feng arrived, the crowd’s reaction was muted. After all, he just walked over in a completely unremarkable fashion, utterly devoid of any flair.

Still, a few people who had bet on the underdog—bet on him to win—cheered for him loudly.

Zou Feng smiled as he looked at these disciples who’d bet on the long shot. ’They are the truly lucky ones.’

Without any further nonsense, Zou Feng leaped onto the Dao Discussion Platform, clasped his hands behind his back, and stood with his eyes closed, conserving his energy while waiting for Li Dingjie to arrive.

Unexpectedly, after only a dozen breaths, a powerful, clanging sword hum filled with a murderous aura suddenly rang out from the heavens.

The sword hum grew louder and louder as it drew closer, as if a gigantic sword the size of a mountain was rapidly descending from the sky.

All the Cultivators present who were below the level of a Core Disciple found their swords vibrating uncontrollably, threatening to fly from their sheaths at any moment.

In the next moment, the sword hum stopped abruptly, and a figure surrounded by a multitude of spirit swords gradually materialized in the air.

Once the main man appeared, the spirit swords quickly formed ranks in the air, creating a ”Suspended Sword Path.”

Then, Li Dingjie began walking toward the Dao Discussion Platform, stepping on this ”Sword Dao” that extended all the way to it, his pace deliberate and heavy.

With each step he took, the pressure around the Dao Discussion Platform intensified.

At the same time, rousing, heart-pumping strains of ”immortal music” began to play.

This immortal music further accentuated Li Dingjie’s presence, making him seem dominant, arrogant, and invincible.

At this point, forget the others—even Zou Feng was dumbfounded.

’Uh, he even comes with his own background music!?’

Focusing his gaze, he saw that atop a nearby mountain peak, dozens of Fairies were playing instruments, vigorously providing Li Dingjie with his BGM buff.

This had been specially arranged for Li Dingjie by Lu Guanghua.

It was the same principle as the beating of war drums before two armies clash; the purpose was to boost one’s own morale and aura.

With a powerful aura, one is invincible in battle!

Lu Guanghua refused to overlook a single detail. In every conceivable aspect, Li Dingjie had to firmly dominate Zou Feng.