I Can Transfer the Side Effects of Evil Skills

Hearing this, Zou Feng initially wanted to ask why they hadn’t launched the decisive battle earlier and insisted on dragging it out until now. Just as he was about to speak, he changed his mind and dropped the idea. He figured that asking would be pointless; it likely involved some profoundly mysterious reasons he couldn’t comprehend at the moment anyway.

”Go...”

As he said this, Yan Canglan’s voice grew distant. Clearly, this wisp of his Divine Thought had already departed.

Zou Feng bowed to the empty void once more in gratitude. When he looked up again, the auspicious clouds had scattered. He found himself floating in the air not far from the Holy Lotus.

The Undying Master was the first to fly over. He looked Zou Feng up and down, then raised an eyebrow. ”Eh? He actually didn’t pass down the Profound Nether Undying Golden Body to you, but the Ancient Demon-Suppressing Golden Body instead? However, for the Sect Leader to make such a decision, he must have his reasons...”

Just hearing this, Zou Feng concluded that the Undying Master had definitely cultivated the Profound Nether Undying Golden Body. Furthermore, taking the word ”Undying” as his Dao title meant the Undying Master’s defense was probably strong to an unfathomable degree. He wondered if the Undying Master was also the type who maxed out his defense simply because he was too afraid of pain.

”Right, did the Sect Leader bestow the Ruyi Glaze Crystal upon you?” the Undying Master asked.

Zou Feng nodded.

”This thing seems to have many miraculous uses, but don’t take it too seriously. For us Body Refining Cultivators, the best Magical Treasure is always our physical body!” the Undying Master reminded him.

Sure enough, Body Refining Cultivators all had an extreme obsession with the physical body. Although the Undying Master seemed very different from Ma Qianqin, they were cut from the same cloth deep down. Looking over at Ma Qianqin right now, she had surprisingly already started doing muscle exercises as if there were no one else around.

Indeed, in Zou Feng’s eyes, her gestures truly looked like bodybuilding, flexing and showing off her muscles in various ways. But this was definitely far superior to ordinary muscle training. The rhythm of her muscles clearly contained the supreme truths of heaven and earth, conforming to the operational laws of a certain Great Dao.

In short, it made Zou Feng shudder just watching it. He couldn’t imagine how intensely ”refreshing” it would feel to be squeezed by such terrifying muscles.

After officially being appointed as a Direct Disciple, Zou Feng also sensed that his connection with the Celestial Dao Cauldron had strengthened. Simply put, as long as he was within the signal coverage of the Celestial Dao Cauldron, he didn’t need to use a Token; he could communicate with it directly through his mind.

Not standing on ceremony, Zou Feng immediately requested the Celestial Dao Cauldron to provide him with an Alternate Space suitable for secluded Cultivation. Anyway, Yan Canglan had just said that he and Ma Qianqin would only go to deal with the Ten Hall Yama when his Ancient Demon-Suppressing Golden Body advanced another step.

The Undying Master and Ma Qianqin had known about these matters for a long time, so they urged Zou Feng to hurry up and cultivate while they waited on standby. After all, the Yama Underworld wasn’t a place they could just waltz into whenever they pleased; they inherently had to wait for a specific period...

After communicating with the Celestial Dao Cauldron, Zou Feng was instantly teleported to an Alternate Space filled with various gigantic skeletons. There was no danger here, but since it was arranged by the Celestial Dao Cauldron, it was naturally an Alternate Space exceptionally suited for cultivating the Ancient Demon-Suppressing Golden Body.

Furthermore, Zou Feng could clearly feel that the flow of time in this space was distinct from the outside world. To put it bluntly, cultivating here for several months would likely only equate to a few days passing outside. Being able to use such a miraculous Alternate Space for free was obviously another perk of being a Golden Body True Disciple. Meanwhile, the Undying Master, Ma Qianqin, and the others were essentially serving as Guardians for him outside, maximizing his safety.

For Zou Feng, utilizing this rare period of peace meant not only perfecting his Ancient Demon-Suppressing Golden Body but also forging the Ruyi Glaze Crystal into a Magical Treasure that suited him. Only by preparing thoroughly could he have an extra layer of security when heading to the Underworld. His previous casual idea of forging the Ruyi Glaze Crystal into dancewear, dance shoes, or similar Magical Treasures was, ultimately, not very reliable...

At almost the exact same time, a sudden cry of bewildered surprise echoed from a pitch-black space elsewhere. The next moment, a pair of hands as gaunt as dry twigs slowly reached out, soon touching a stack of archaic volumes. Those hands flipped the book open, only stopping when they reached the very last page.

Originally, there was no writing on this final page. But a moment after it was opened, two names gradually emerged.

”Zou Feng, Ma Qianqin...” an extremely hoarse mutter echoed through the pitch-black space. ”You... want to kill me!?”

With that, the withered hands pulled out an ink brush from nowhere and began repeatedly writing these two names on the paper.

”The ones who will die are you!!

”Delusionally trying to find this king in the Reincarnation Hall? Daydreaming, utterly foolish!”

The hoarse voice repeatedly gnashed these words out, while the hand writing the names moved faster and faster, as if suddenly possessed by madness.

”Die, die, die...”

Ultimately, the pitch-black space was filled with this roaring sequence. On the cover of the book where the names were still being frantically rewritten, three words were starkly printed: Book of Life and Death.

Half a month flew by in a flash.

Over this half-month, the Celestial Dao Cauldron’s arrival in the Northern Domain had served as a devastating blow to those Tribulation Cultivators who hadn’t managed to flee back to their main base in time. No matter how they hid or how they set up Illusion Arrays, they had nowhere to run under the Celestial Dao Cauldron’s sensing. The corresponding hunting squads could arrive in an instant and swiftly wipe them clean.

Thus, after this half-month passed, the Northern Domain—which had been foul-smelling and filled with madness and slaughter everywhere—was now unprecedentedly peaceful. Aside from the harsh environments that couldn’t be cleared and the spatial rifts that occasionally tore open, there were surprisingly no more Tribulation Cultivators popping up to cause trouble for the time being.

Even the Dubhe Divine Domain, which had been aggressive and constantly dispatching troops to attack, similarly quieted down after the Celestial Dao Cauldron’s descent, retreating their forces back to the Dubhe Divine Domain. However, this didn’t mean they had actually behaved themselves; they were all brewing up even bigger moves...

”I did it!!”

A rapturous exclamation shattered the tranquility of the early morning. On the Holy Lotus, a person stood at the bow, waving his arms and shouting wildly toward the sunlight and the Celestial Dao Cauldron. This person wasn’t Zou Feng, but Zhao Feixiong, who had practiced dancing for an entire night once again. His obsession with the Dance Dao had long surpassed that of Zou Feng, who had led him to its doors.

Because his roar of excitement was too loud, not only did the women of the Holy Lotus step out one after another to check the situation, but even the other Cultivators serving as Guardians for Zou Feng nearby cast puzzled glances over. Seeing him so jubilant, they thought Zhao Feixiong’s sudden outburst meant he was about to break through to the Nascent Soul Realm. Little did they know that Zhao Feixiong was overjoyed simply because he had taken another huge step on the path of the Dance Dao, filling him with an overwhelming sense of accomplishment.

At this moment, Zhao Feixiong was brimming with confidence. If it were purely a Dance Battle, Zou Feng would no longer be his match. Even within the Xuanwu Poison Domain, judging solely by Dancing Skills, he was definitely the most dazzling guy in the Poison Domain. However, his Dance Dao had reached Great Success, yet surprisingly, no one around was congratulating him? He could only say that there was absolutely no one nearby who knew their stuff.

”Congratulations, Brother Zhao!”

Just as he was feeling frustrated that no one understood his art, a familiar voice rang out from behind him. Turning around, Zhao Feixiong saw Zou Feng, whom he hadn’t seen for half a month, repeatedly congratulating him with an appreciative gaze.

”You’ve come out of seclusion?” Zhao Feixiong blanked for a moment, then laughed self-deprecatingly. ”You’re the senior brother now. If you keep calling me that, I really can’t accept it...”

”Your Dance Dao is already above mine. There’s no problem at all with me continuing to call you senior brother!” Zou Feng said with a smile.

As a fellow Dance Dao expert, he naturally recognized true skill. Therefore, this wasn’t forced flattery toward Zhao Feixiong, but came from the bottom of his heart. Hearing this, Zhao Feixiong thought to himself that this was indeed true, so he simply accepted it calmly.

One absolutely shouldn’t underestimate his achievements on the path of the Dance Dao. Just as they said about the Hundred Skills of Cultivation, reaching the pinnacle in any skill would greatly benefit one’s Cultivation. It could be said that because Zhao Feixiong had found the path most suited for him, his upcoming Nascent Soul Formation would be smooth sailing.

Next, Zhao Feixiong finally began to observe Zou Feng closely. After staring intently for a moment, he suddenly felt a bit dizzy and lightheaded. Zou Feng, who was clearly right in front of him, gave off an awkward sensation of existing somewhere between illusion and reality.