I Swear I’m Not a Demonic Cultivator - Chapter 11

Chapter 11: The Sacred Technique Created by the Ancient Human Emperor

Crack—!

A faint, brittle sound echoed from directly overhead.

It wasn’t the sound of stone cracking.

Rather, it was the seal, which had held for millennia, being breached by a savage force.

Immediately afterward, a wisp of energy trickled down through the fissure.

Just a single wisp.

Yet Fang Zheng’s Divine Soul felt as if it had been stabbed by an ice needle poisoned with corpse venom.

Icy, ancient, and despairing.

This energy was a hundred times more potent than the combined resentment of all the demonic beasts in the first level.

The moment this thought formed, a crimson warning flashed across the System interface in his mind:

【Warning! High-concentration aggregate of ‘Unwilling Obsession’ detected!】

【Analysis: Fallen high-level Cultivator. Dao Heart remains undiminished, manifesting as a ‘Dao Corpse’ fueled by lingering resentment!】

【System Recommendation: Enemy energy level far exceeds Host’s capabilities! Host’s foundation is still shallow; immediate defensive reinforcement is crucial! Immediately cultivate a Body Protection Cultivation Technique, forge an unbreakable barrier with the Supreme Righteous Method—this is the only foolproof strategy!】

The System was right.

Recklessness would be fatal.

Steadfastness was the most precious quality of a qualified Immortal Cultivator.

Fang Zheng immediately pulled up his Cultivation Technique list, ultimately locking onto a Body Protection Divine Art that radiated righteousness and impregnability:

Motionless Bright King Body.

The Buddhist sect’s supreme body refinement sacred technique, when cultivated to Great Accomplishment, transforms the physical body into glazed jade, rendering it invulnerable to all laws and repelling demons.

This is it! Fang Zheng thought silently. System, cultivate the Immovable Wisdom King Body!

Ding! Host’s unwavering resolve to solidify their Dao Heart and safeguard the righteous path acknowledged!

Cultivation Technique Optimization Plan Generation in Progress…

Massive quantities of ‘Heroic Soul’ materials detected (prerequisite quest: Resentful Spirit Salvation), fulfilling the supreme principle of ‘Gathering the strength of all beings to forge an imperishable body’!

Optimization direction locked: Protection, Imperishability, Counterattack, Unification of all Laws!

Ding! Optimization complete!

The original Cultivation Technique, ‘Motionless Bright King Body,’ has been replaced with the ultimate optimized version: ‘Myriad Ghosts Undying Body’!

When Fang Zheng saw the new technique’s name, his chrysanthemum tightened, and his heart skipped a beat.

Myriad Ghosts?

The name sounded a bit… sinister.

The System’s explanation arrived immediately, dispelling his lingering doubts:

Cultivation Technique Explanation: This is the supreme sacred technique created by the Ancient Human Emperor to safeguard all living beings. It draws upon the power of ten thousand ‘Heroic Souls’ to protect the self, uniting the ‘Vow Power’ of all beings into a single entity, transforming the user into a walking ‘Fortress of Sentient Life.’ As long as the Heroic Souls endure, the sacred body remains immortal!

I see!

These weren’t literal ghosts, but the ‘Heroic Souls’ of those who had died for the sake of all living beings!

Ancient Human Emperor! Guardian of all living beings! Bastion of the Masses!

Compared to this, the Motionless Bright King Body was like shit compared to a steamed bun—the difference in deliciousness was simply incomparable.

Without hesitation, Fang Zheng immediately sat cross-legged and closed his eyes.

“Begin cultivation!”

At his command, an invisible force tore open the System Backpack.

The three hundred and twenty-eight “purified” Chibi Earthbound Spirits, huddled in a corner, heard the supreme summons.

Drawn out of the Backpack by an irresistible force, every single one was extracted in an instant.

In the next instant, Fang Zheng’s Inner Vision world was filled with a spectacle so magnificent it made his soul tremble.

Three hundred and twenty-eight warm, radiant points of light, no longer shivering, transformed into a dazzling river of starlight encircling him, emitting joyous hums.

Each point of light represented a Heroic Soul he had liberated from a thousand years of suffering.

Bearing the purest gratitude and blessings, they surged forward, one after another, and merged into Fang Zheng’s body.

The first point of light gently pressed against Fang Zheng’s forehead.

Fang Zheng’s entire body jolted violently.

An unprecedented surge of warmth flooded through him, as if his mind had been immersed in a hot spring. All stray thoughts were washed away, leaving his consciousness crystal clear.

At the same moment, on the skin between his eyebrows, a black ghostly shadow formed from a wolf demon’s soul was brutally flattened by the Power of Laws, twisting into a distorted Ghost Face Rune.

The rune emitted a silent, piercing shriek before being branded alive onto the center of his forehead.

A Ghost Face Totem, twisted in agony, clung fiercely to Fang Zheng’s skin, as if trying to bore its way into his skull.

The second point of light merged into Fang Zheng’s heart.

His heartbeat abruptly paused for a beat.

Then—thump!

A thunderous pulse surged back to life, each powerful beat like an invisible hammer driving vast reserves of life force through his veins and into every fiber of his being.

Instantly, a despairing, howling mouth materialized on the surface of his heart. With each beat, it seemed to add another layer of the most venomous curse to the world!

The third point of light fused with his spine.

The fourth merged into his left arm.

Countless points of light converged into a glorious, overwhelming bath of holy radiance, cascading relentlessly over every inch of Fang Zheng’s body.

He could hear the sizzle of his skin stretching taut.

Yet in his mind, he believed this holy radiance was reforging his skin into an even more resilient hide, forging the “Bulwark of the Masses.”

He felt his bones groaning under the immense strain, emitting ominous cracks of protest.

He marveled that the Heroic Soul’s Vow Power was forging a more formidable foundation within him, ultimately shaping the “Human Emperor’s Sacred Body.”

“This… this feels so good…”

Fang Zheng basked in the warm embrace of the collective blessings, every cell in his body rejoicing, leaping, and ascending to a higher plane of existence.

He was undergoing the most sacred of baptisms!

Yet he couldn’t see it.

Three hundred and twenty-eight Ghost Face Totems, densely packed like malevolent tattoos from the deepest pits of hell, covered every inch of his skin, every bone, every meridian!

Countless anguished faces opened and closed silently across Fang Zheng’s skin.

Engraved upon his bones were three hundred and twenty-eight of the most gruesome death poses imaginable.

And coursing through his meridians was no longer Spiritual Energy, but a pitch-black Nether River coalesced from endless resentment!

An aura of pure, ancient, and utterly unreasonable Demonic Body energy—so potent it would make even a Demonic Path titan kneel and prostrate themselves before it—erupted from Fang Zheng like a thunderclap!

Boom!

The aura shot skyward.

Throughout the first level of the Demon Sealing Pagoda, the corpses of demonic beasts, long since mummified, began to convulse violently under the aura’s influence!

From their desiccated bodies sprouted ashen-black corpse hair!

On the hardened walls, the congealed bloodstains became moist and viscous once more, slowly trickling downward and converging into winding crimson streams.

The air filled with the whispers and sinister cackles of countless Demon Lords.

The Demon Sealing Pagoda, an ancient prison that had suppressed demonic beasts for millennia, seemed to have finally found its true master at this moment.

It was… rejoicing!

Lost in his cultivation, Fang Zheng remained oblivious to the changes unfolding around him.

He only sensed his power surging to unprecedented heights, his sense of security overflowing.

Slowly opening his eyes, he felt the colossal power within him—a power coalesced from the Collective Vow Power of all living beings. A satisfied smile spread across his face.

Excellent.

Now, it’s time to meet that “senior with an unwilling Dao Heart” on the second floor.

My Great Righteous Qi will surely purify him completely!

Fang Zheng stood up.

He felt as light as a feather, yet every inch of his muscles contained the terrifying power to shatter mountains.

He lowered his gaze to examine his hand.

The skin was bloodless and pale, like the finest mutton-fat jade.

“This must be the Glazed Jade Body. Truly pure and flawless!”

Fang Zheng clenched his fist in satisfaction.

The air crackled and groaned under the unbearable strain.

He turned his gaze toward the pitch-black, bottomless staircase leading to the second floor and took a step forward.