Simplification System: From Perfect Arrow Skill to Immortal

Chapter 194: Chapter 146: It’s Him! Zhao Fuhu: My Master Isn’t Dead? What a Coincidence

”I’ve got a handful of pills in my left hand rolling around, my right hand torturing Qi Hui’s soul, and I’m splitting my focus to run the Primordial Golden Core Soul Suppressing Technique—look at me, multitasking at its finest!”

Lin Chang’sheng made up his mind and grabbed hold of Qi Hui’s soul, continuing to slap it around.

”Ah!”

”You’ve been torturing me for years—please! Just let me reincarnate...”

With Lin Chang’sheng’s relentless slapping, Qi Hui’s soul kept re-condensing, only to be scattered again and again, shrieks of agony echoing around the edge of the Spirit Marrow Pool.

Primordial Golden Core Soul Suppressing Technique Experience Points +1!

Primordial Golden Core Soul Suppressing Technique Experience Points +1!

At the same time, red prompts kept popping up on Lin Chang’sheng’s system panel.

”Qi Hui... quit your damn screaming, you trying to get us noticed or what?!”

Listening to Qi Hui’s anguished wails, Lin Chang’sheng frowned, thinking to himself, ”Hmm, the Soul Suppressing Technique’s simplification just says to hit the Yin Soul—it doesn’t specify how hard. If I just smack his head lightly, shouldn’t I still get experience points? As long as this bastard doesn’t start screaming!”

With this in mind, Lin Chang’sheng gently patted Qi Hui lightly on the head, all while rolling those pills in his left hand.

Meanwhile—

He noticed the experience reminders kept popping up in red on his system panel.

”It works!”

Seeing those red experience prompts, Lin Chang’sheng looked satisfied, grabbed Qi Hui, and gave him a gentle tap.

He went easy with the slapping—Qi Hui’s eyes filled with terror and despair, but he didn’t make a sound.

At the same time, Lin Chang’sheng silently ran the Primordial Golden Core Soul Suppressing Technique, absorbing the thick spiritual energy from the Spirit Marrow Pool.

The instant Lin Chang’sheng circulated the Primordial Golden Core Soul Suppressing Technique, a vortex about five feet across formed around him, and the Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi from all directions surged frantically toward his body.

Foundation Establishment Eighth Layer Experience Points +1!

Foundation Establishment Eighth Layer Experience Points +1!

...

Just then, Lin Chang’sheng noticed his cultivation experience was racing ahead—at least five times faster than before!

”Awesome—no wonder it’s the Primordial Golden Core Soul Suppressing Technique, I’m sucking up spiritual energy faster than ever! My cultivation experience is climbing way quicker than before!”

”At this rate, I’ll reach the peak of Foundation Establishment in less than a month!”

Watching his cultivation experience soar on the panel, Lin Chang’sheng felt seriously satisfied.

From what he knew, inside this Void Hall—

There were three major areas: Foundation Establishment Area, Golden Core Area, and Nascent Soul Area. Cultivators entered, hunted for their own fated encounters, and after three months, the Void Hall would automatically close. Every cultivator inside would be ejected.

Leaving the Void Hall, you wouldn’t appear right outside—it’d be somewhere random within a thousand miles of the Hall.

At that moment—

More than ten miles away from Lin Chang’sheng, three cultivators in white robes with Liuyun Immortal Sect’s markings were rushing this way.

Two of them were Peak Foundation Establishment, both in their thirties; the other, Foundation Establishment Sixth Layer, looked to be in his twenties.

”Senior brothers, the spiritual energy’s super thick up ahead—let’s check it out! There might be an insane fateful encounter!”

Zhao Fuhu stared into the distance where the Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi looked almost solid, his eyes full of hope.

His cultivation was already Foundation Establishment Sixth Layer Perfection—if he could train where the spiritual energy was even heavier, breaking through to the Seventh Layer wouldn’t be hard!

”Nice! You can really tell we’re in the Golden Core Area—spiritual energy’s off the charts, way beyond anything I imagined. If I could train here for a few months, I might just ride this wave of spiritual energy straight into the Golden Core Stage!”

”I wonder if any of our Golden Core Elders from Liuyun Immortal Sect are around here?”

The other two Peak Foundation Establishment guys looked expectant and spoke in hushed tones.

”Not likely. Golden Core Area’s got a hundred thousand miles of range, odds of running into any of our mentors is pretty damn low.” Zhao Fuhu shook his head.

The three dashed toward the Spirit Marrow Pool, and in no time arrived thirty yards out.

”Senior brothers, looks like there’s a crowd inside—almost all Golden Core Stage cultivators, only about ten Foundation Establishment folks.”

Zhao Fuhu eyed the Spirit Marrow Pool up ahead, using his divine sense for a split second before pulling back, wary as hell; his two Peak Foundation brothers likewise looked extra cautious.

In the Golden Core Area—

Without the protection of elders, with so many Golden Core folks up ahead, and your own weak ass cultivation, if you start scanning people with your divine sense you’re pretty much begging for death.

”Wait—m-m-Master?”

Suddenly, Zhao Fuhu saw a tall figure seated cross-legged beside the Spirit Marrow Pool, some sixty feet away—his eyes went wide in shock, disbelief.

”Junior Brother Zhao, what are you saying? Our master is here? I don’t see him!”

Yu Tianguang followed Zhao Fuhu’s gaze, looking puzzled.

”Senior Brother Yu, not our Liuyun Immortal Sect mentor—my old master from before I joined the sect... The resemblance is just unreal! Except for the hair, literally everything else matches up...!”

Zhao Fuhu muttered to himself.

He was full of questions.

He distinctly recalled that his master was Sect Leader of the Golden Saber Sect, just a Martial Arts Grandmaster. The guy was supposed to be in Min Nan County, Great Yu Kingdom, right? Rumor said he died at the hands of some mystery Martial Arts Grandmaster in Min Nan City!

So how’s he here, in the Void Hall?

Maybe that rumor about his death was just a mistake?

”Your old master from a worldly Martial Arts Sect?”

Yu Tianguang and Liu Xinyun both looked confused.

”Hell if I know if it’s really him, let me observe a bit, see if he recognizes me.”

Zhao Fuhu stared at Lin Chang’sheng sitting cross-legged in front, cautiously moved to sit twenty yards away, with Yu Tianguang and Liu Xinyun also sitting down cross-legged.

”Zhao Fuhu? Liuyun Immortal Sect?”

Lin Chang’sheng saw the trio sitting twenty yards away and looked surprised.

He hadn’t expected to run into disciples from Liuyun Immortal Sect here.

He remembered Zhao Fuhu, they’d joined the sect together—Zhao had Anomalous Thunder Dual Spirit Roots and was chosen as a direct disciple by Elder Li Jiantang.

Right then, nearly thirty more figures shot over the horizon.

”Hmm?”

”What a damn coincidence!”

Lin Chang’sheng kept rolling his pills, lifted his head, and saw nearly thirty cultivators approaching—every one of them Foundation Establishment Stage. Among them were Tu Yunfei, Mu Yunfeng, Zhuo Yijian, Yu Lingfei, Jianghai, Gao Ziyue, Xin Yun’Er and more!

But Zhuo Yijian and the others clearly noticed plenty of Golden Core Peak cultivators at the Spirit Marrow Pool, so none dared approach—instead, they settled down about a hundred feet from Lin Chang’sheng and started absorbing spiritual energy.

With all those Foundation Establishment cultivators gathering, the Golden Core Peak and mid-to-late Golden Core cultivators in the Spirit Marrow Pool just opened their eyes for a moment, then went right back to cultivating, ignoring them.

As for the Golden Core Early Stage cultivators, a few flashed strange looks.

”Isn’t that Daoist Wei?!” ℯℯ𝘭.

Just then, beside Zhuo Yijian, Jianghai looked at Lin Chang’sheng sitting thirty yards out with a shocked expression.

He remembered Daoist Wei had supposedly been swarmed by all those Heaven-Devouring Worms!

How’d he end up here?

”Senior sister, look—isn’t that a Heaven-Devouring Worm?”

Gao Ziyue suddenly pointed a hundred yards out, into the mist, at a hillside swarming with pitch-black worms, her beautiful eyes wide in shock.