Starting Cultivation During a Trip

Chapter 148: Chapter 108: Evil Gods’ Suspected Trail! Old Nine Barbecue House_2

Since the beginning of sect divisions in Daoism, led by the Dragon Tiger Mountain Zhang Family, the top martial artists of all Daoist Sects joined forces and launched nine ’Breaking Mountains and Attacking Temples’, spanning two thousand years of history, yet still failed to eradicate the Wuwei Sect. This is because these people possess the art of Primordial Spirit Possession.

Once their movements are exposed and a great tribulation descends, they can use the ’Primordial Spirit Possession’ technique, like a golden cicada shedding its shell.

A new body means a new identity.

He might even be right beside you, and you’d never notice.

”This is the most terrifying thing about the Wuwei Sect... They always ignore the rules.” Yu Fu murmured in a low, tense voice.

”A new body, a new identity...” Zhang Fan muttered to himself, suddenly feeling a wave of alertness.

”That’s right. Sixty years ago, after the death of the world’s number one master, Three Corpses Daoist, the Wuwei Sect vanished overnight, without leaving the slightest trace...”

”The methods within speak for themselves.”

Yu Fu paused briefly, then continued: ”They are as hidden as the gods, everywhere and nowhere...”

”Put it this way—even if you told me there’s a Wuwei expert among the Ten Great Taoist Sects, I wouldn’t be surprised.”

”Is there really?”

At that moment, even Jiang Hu couldn’t help but ask.

This may sound like a joke, but it was no small matter; if it were true, it would be unimaginable.

”How would I know?” Yu Fu shook his head. He’s not one of the Ten Great Taoist Sects, after all.

Still, the possibility is high. After the fall of the Dragon Tiger Mountain Zhang Family, the greatest threat to them was the Ten Great Mountain Gates representing top Daoist power—no, Nine Great Mountain Gates.

If I were the enemy, I would infiltrate their ranks too.

But you shouldn’t think this way, much less say it aloud. Once voiced, people’s hearts will be thrown into chaos, and that’s an even greater calamity.

”Wuwei Sect...” Zhang Fan fell silent.

The real Wuwei Sect was deeper and more unfathomable than he imagined, even more intimidating.

”The Lineage of Non-Action and the Mountain and Sea Demons and Ghosts, they’re all experts at ignoring taboos and at Primordial Spirit Possession, so...”

”In ancient times, most of the world’s demons and ghosts were attached to the Wuwei Sect.” Yu Fu spoke with a heavy tone.

”They built temples on mountains, established observatories by rivers, subdued all demons and ghosts, amassed incense from the four seas, swept across the six directions, and suppressed the Daoist world.”

Zhang Fan recalled the introduction about the Wuwei Sect—turns out, these words were more than mere boasting.

At their peak, the Wuwei Sect’s power was so formidable. Not only did they share incense offerings from across the land, even the demons and ghosts of mountains and seas flocked under their wings. No wonder the Dragon Tiger Zhang Family had to unite all Daoist sects and launch nine Breaking Mountains and Attacking Temples just to fight them.

”Now you understand... Primordial Spirit Possession is not a righteous technique.”

Yu Fu pointed at the post on Zhang Fan’s computer screen and spoke earnestly: ”Whether it’s the Wuwei Sect or demons, running into them is never a good thing.”

”Let’s hope you never encounter them in your life.”

With that, Yu Fu turned and walked away.

”Old Yu...”

At that moment, Zhang Fan suddenly called out to Yu Fu.

”What else?”

”After the Primordial Spirit leaves the body, if it wants to survive long-term, are sealing and possession the only ways?” Zhang Fan inquired.

Ten years ago, he used the Divine Splitting Technique to divide his Primordial Spirit into three; the Good God dwelled in his fleshly body, the Evil God was sealed away in the Xiong Family Ancestral Hall.

”That’s right... Only those two methods.” Yu Fu nodded.

”If... I’m saying, if a Primordial Spirit can’t get external support and can’t be sealed, then to survive, possession is its only option?” Zhang Fan’s mind churned with thoughts.

”In theory, yes. But Primordial Spirit Possession is very risky—it’s not like any body will suit. Sometimes the Primordial Spirit repels the body, which can damage the Spirit itself...”

Old Yu seemed quite knowledgeable about Primordial Spirit Possession, explaining in detail.

”Also, frequent body switches can cause problems for the Primordial Spirit—mild cases lead to confusion or insanity, worst-case scenarios are unthinkable.”

Primordial Spirit Possession is extremely difficult to master; even after learning, actually finding a compatible body and succeeding in possession only happens in three out of a thousand cases.

Of course, if succeeded—

”Then a new identity is obtained, lost among the masses; apart from the person themselves, no one could ever uncover this secret.”

Yu Fu’s words echoed in Zhang Fan’s ears for a long time.

”Evil God...”

At this moment, Zhang Fan’s heart was occupied by a single thought.

”You’d better not have possessed someone, or else in this vast sea of people, how would I ever find you!?”

As Primordial Spirits go, the Evil God is also incomplete and flawed. If he possesses someone, heaven knows what he’ll become!?

”Zhang Fan... Zhang Fan...”

Just then, Jiang Hu’s voice pulled Zhang Fan back from his thoughts.

”What is it?”

”Boss isn’t here these past couple days, want to go to ’Contentment Brings Happiness’ in a bit?” Jiang Hu suggested.

”Where’s the boss been these past days?” Zhang Fan asked in return.

”Seems he went with people from Zhenwu Mountain to the Daoist Alliance!”

”Jiangnan Shengdao Alliance!?”

Zhang Fan fell silent. That’s an official group—it must be about the incident at the East Suburban Cemetery that day, related to the Thirteen Zodiacs.

”Swoosh...”

Just then, Zhang Fan’s Super Chat lit up on his computer; clicking open, it was a message from Jiang Lai.

”Did you get in a fight?”

A simple question, followed by a fox emoji with a giant question mark above its head.

”No, I was just along for the ride; the ones fighting were the boss and Sister Wen.” Zhang Fan replied.

”Swoosh...”

As soon as he sent it, Jiang Lai sent back another emoji, a roaring man yelling: ”Liar! Liar!”

Zhang Fan smiled, raising his head to look at Jiang Lai’s desk; she was staring earnestly at her computer screen, as if waiting for Zhang Fan’s reply.