Thanks to My Enemy, I Become Immortal Emperor - Chapter 106

Whether he would carve out his own destiny in the future, Lin Wudao couldn’t be certain.

However, considering the outrageous extent of Yama’s influence now, he felt it was highly likely.

Claiming that he had significant opportunities here wasn’t far-fetched at all.

Although, achieving them did require him to die once and endure a brutal beating from a book.

As for his path forward,

Lin Wudao circulated his cultivation base briefly.

Instantly, terrifying black qi emanated from his body, exuding a chilling aura with an eerie sensation.

Lin Wudao remained silent, contemplating.

“Hmm… I have this nagging feeling, almost like toothache!”

Suddenly, his eyes lit up.

“Guard!”

“Swoosh~”

A dark figure appeared instantly.

Lin Wudao handed over a portrait to the shadow.

“Find the old man depicted in this drawing and bring him to our Yama Palace. He is a valuable talent; we cannot let him wander elsewhere.”

The shadow nodded, took the portrait, and swiftly vanished.

Lin Wudao smiled contentedly.

“Since your predictions are so accurate, you might as well help steer fortune and avoid misfortune for my Yama Palace henceforth.”

At that moment, another shadow guard approached.

“My lord, the item you requested has been obtained!”

Taken aback, Lin Wudao cautiously asked, “Information on the Ninth Holy Son?”

The shadow guard nodded and handed Lin Wudao a scroll along with something called a Fate Reversal Bead.

Lin Wudao meticulously examined the information within.

He finally understood the reason behind the Ninth Holy Son’s sudden rise to prominence—it was all due to this Fate Reversal Bead.

This bead had the ability to temporarily reverse another person’s aptitude and comprehension, along with some unique properties.

The Ninth Holy Son had utilized it similarly in the past.

However, it was unfortunate that the Fate Reversal Bead could only recognize one master. If obtained by anyone else, it would merely appear as an ordinary pearl.

Of course, this wasn’t even the most detailed part. The dossier went further, specifying what underwear the Ninth Holy Son wore, his hobbies, and providing clear insights into everything he had done.

Lin Wudao was astonished. The efficiency and depth of this intelligence far surpassed anything the Shadow Pavilion could have achieved.

“Wait!” Lin Wudao suddenly focused on the Fate Reversal Bead in his hand, lost in thought. “How did you manage to investigate so thoroughly?”

Ying grinned mischievously. “We have a brother with a special talent—he can consume a person’s soul and obtain all their memories!”

Lin Wudao was taken aback. “So, the Ninth Holy Son is dead?”

The shadow guard nodded.

Lin Wudao panicked. “You fucking…”

Taking deep breaths to compose himself, he continued, “Do you realize the consequences of the Ninth Holy Son’s death? Are you unaware of the capabilities of the Tianji Holy Land?”

“Do you understand what repercussions we’ll face if this is exposed?”

The shadow guard nodded. “I am aware!”

Infuriated, Lin Wudao exclaimed, “And yet, you remain so calm?”

The shadow guard chuckled slyly.

“Indeed, blaming the murder of geniuses on the Heaven Wrath Temple seems plausible!”

Lin Wudao rolled his eyes. “Do you think the Heavenly Extremity Saintesses are fools?”

The shadow guard shook his head.

“No, of course not. But the Ninth Holy Son was indeed on the Heaven Wrath Temple’s assassination list!”

Lin Wudao stared silently at the shadow guard for what felt like an eternity before sighing.

“The First Saintess of the Heavenly Extremity Holy Land, known as the Truth Seeker Saintess, likely sees through your actions with ease. Moreover, some within the Tianji Holy Land have dealings with the Heaven Wrath Temple; your move is truly unwise!”

The shadow guard nodded again.

“I know, which is why we’ve captured the Truth Seeker Saintess herself!”

Lin Wudao was utterly speechless!

Liu Shunyi and Zhao Gou sat atop a Qinglian Sect rooftop, drinking wine while gazing at the distant landscape.

What was peculiar was that both Liu Shunyi and Zhao Gou were emitting distinct glows.

Zhao Gou radiated a faint golden light, giving him a somewhat divine aura.

In contrast, Liu Shunyi emanated a subtle black glow, appearing eerie.

Both individuals seemed utterly perplexed.

Zhao Gou couldn’t quite comprehend it, “Brother Liu, we’ve driven people to madness, even extracting their blood and divine souls for alchemy. How is it that we’re still receiving merit blessings?”

Liu Shunyi was equally troubled, “It suggests our actions aren’t inherently evil, but I don’t understand why your merit appears golden, while mine is pitch-black, despite being of the same nature?”

A moment of silence fell between them.

They resumed drinking, continuing to gaze at the distant scenery.

However, the glowing lights from their secluded spot stood out starkly against the backdrop, especially as they sat amicably together – creating an eerily surreal scene.

Reflecting on his struggle to restrain Black Robe during the extraction process, Liu Shunyi realized that despite facing only a Late Stage Nascent Soul cultivator, he had found himself strained. This indicated a deficiency in his own cultivation base.

Breaking the silence, Liu Shunyi spoke up, “The members of the Heavenly God Cult should be recovering by now, right?”

Zhao Gou nodded.

However, Zhao Gou felt somewhat resistant.

“Why don’t you just finish off the Heavenly God Cult members? Honestly, I really don’t want to be in the spotlight again. You have no idea how people now look at me with both respect and fear due to that incident.”

Liu Shunyi then produced a Medicine Pill with three distinct pill markings on its surface.

“What’s this?” Zhao Gou asked, puzzled.

Liu Shunyi explained, “It’s a Golden Spirit Pill, used to enhance your cultivation base!”

Zhao Gou fell silent, contemplating his situation.

Recently, while accompanying Liu Shunyi, he frequently encountered Nascent Soul Cultivators. His current Initial Stage Golden Core cultivation was indeed too low. Yet, the thought of assisting Liu Shunyi in extracting blood and refining souls still made him uneasy.

Liu Shunyi quickly reassured him, “This time, there will be no blood extraction or soul refinement. By helping the Heavenly God Cult, you’ll purely be aiding in healing and saving lives!

“I need to test a new Magic Spell, but it might possess considerable power!”

Zhao Gou stared intently at Liu Shunyi. “Will it explode?”

Liu Shunyi cleared his throat. “Well, honestly, I’m not sure!”

He genuinely couldn’t predict the outcome. During his ascension to the Golden Core stage, the final Thunder Tribulation had been unexpectedly intense for a Nascent Soul Cultivator. However, one can never be too cautious, so Liu Shunyi couldn’t guarantee anything.

Taking a deep breath, Zhao Gou pressed further, “Tell me the truth, did those explosions involving people earlier have anything to do with you?”

Liu Shunyi shook his head firmly.

“No!”

“You said, ‘Cultivators don’t deceive fellow cultivators.'”

“Then I’m sorry, from now on, our ties of gratitude and friendship are severed!”

“Fuck! It was you indeed, Liu Shunyi. Now, I’ll take you down with everything I’ve got!”

After about an hour:

Zhao Gou sat on the ground, his face bruised and swollen, arms wrapped around his legs, looking utterly dejected.

“All right, all right, don’t worry. Follow me, and I promise you’ll become the compassionate Savior, Heavenly Venerable Zhao. I swear upon the heavens!”

Seeing Liu Shunyi with a black eye, Zhao Gou’s expression slightly improved. “Remember your words!”