Instant-Death Cultivation: Surviving in an Immortal World with Instant Kill - Chapter 131

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Chapter 131: Blood Spirit (3)

 

Adding the principle of Metal Element, which is yang within yin, to Water Element, which is yin within yin.

 

Thus, white is added to the black of extreme yin.

 

What is created this way is a bitterly cold white frost.

 

The manifestation of pure yin energy, on the opposite side of True Fire.

 

Cheon Woo-jin shot it without hesitation.

 

Toward the ground beneath his feet.

 

Paaaat.

 

At first glance, there seemed to be no change at all.

 

Indeed, the scenery of the northern mountain visible to Cheon Woo-jin’s eyes hadn’t changed much.

 

But at this very moment.

 

The ground beneath Cheon Woo-jin’s feet was freezing solid like the ground in the depths of winter.

 

What would happen then?

 

The blood spirit’s blood that had been targeting Cheon Woo-jin from underground would also freeze solid.

 

“Ah…!”

 

A death-rattle-like groan came from somewhere.

 

It must be Ban Si-gyeong of the Blood Soul Sect, who had noticed that his blood spirit was freezing underground.

 

Blood frozen solid together with soil couldn’t possibly maintain its spiritual structure.

 

Even melting the frozen blood would be useless. The Spiritual Energy contained within the blood itself would have been lost.

 

Did Ban Si-gyeong have additional blood spirits to deploy?

 

In Cheon Woo-jin’s estimation, this was the end.

 

“…!”

 

Thud!

 

As Cheon Woo-jin shot up into the air, he could see Ban Si-gyeong hiding behind a rock.

 

He had already confirmed the location because he could see the status window.

 

[Ban Si-gyeong]

 

* Race: Human Race

 

* Age: 381 years

 

* Realm: Core Formation Realm Great Perfection

 

* Constitution: Earth-Metal-Water Spirit Root

 

* Faction: Demonic Path

 

* Affiliation: Blood World Demon Sect

 

* Heavenly Mandate: Extreme Evil

 

“Urgh!”

 

Papapang!

 

Ban Si-gyeong hastily shot out masses of dark red spiritual energy.

 

But it was crude.

 

At Cheon Woo-jin’s current level, he could dodge them all with his eyes closed.

 

This was because he had only cultivated controlling blood spirits through the Blood Soul Curse Spirit technique.

 

While there might be realms that can only be reached by honing a single technique for a lifetime, if that technique gets blocked, you can get thoroughly beaten even by someone of lower level.

 

This was something Cheon Woo-jin always kept in mind.

 

Swish!

 

Cheon Woo-jin deployed his Blood Sword once more at close range.

 

The crimson sword that shot out from an absolutely unavoidable distance severed Ban Si-gyeong’s right arm.

 

Then it curved through the air and returned, piercing into the staggering Ban Si-gyeong’s back.

 

“Gaaah…!”

 

Ban Si-gyeong, his spine shattered, fell to his knees on the spot.

 

Cheon Woo-jin recalled his Blood Sword and stared at Ban Si-gyeong.

 

“W-what exactly are you?”

 

The severely wounded Ban Si-gyeong asked in a trembling voice.

 

“Weren’t you a True Fire practitioner who toyed with Gu Do-ryun? Why can you even use pure yin cold energy?”

 

“…”

 

“How did you know my techniques? And how did you suddenly appear in that cave earlier?”

 

Ban Si-gyeong was trying to satisfy his curiosity somehow.

 

Launching such a barrage of questions when facing death wasn’t typical.

 

So there must be a reason.

 

“You’re quite resourceful, Ban Si-gyeong.”

 

“…!”

 

The back that had just been pierced by the Blood Sword.

 

From there, an egg-sized lump could be seen sliding through the gushing blood.

 

He was trying to manipulate his own blood to extract his Golden Core and stealthily escape.

 

“So by continuously supplying spirit blood to maintain the Golden Core, he can resurrect elsewhere. It’s similar to how Won Yeong-gyeong makes their Nascent Soul escape.”

 

Core Formation Realm cultivators can resurrect as long as their Golden Core remains intact.

 

But extracting only the Golden Core from a dying body was unheard of.

 

That blood probably had a structure similar to blood spirits.

 

He was trying to preserve his life by connecting and maintaining the Golden Core within it.

 

It was a bizarre technique befitting the Demonic Path.

 

“But now that you’ve been caught, it’s all for nothing.”

 

“Urgh…!”

 

Right at that moment.

 

Ban Si-gyeong’s entire body suddenly swelled up.

 

He was turning the blood remaining in his blood vessels into explosives, trying to detonate his body as a final desperate act.

 

But Cheon Woo-jin didn’t allow even that.

 

He swung his blood sword once more, bisecting the body with Single Stroke Bisection to sever the flow of blood vessels.

 

The crimson blade didn’t stop there and extended far out.

 

And it pierced through even the Golden Core that was crawling along the ground trying to escape.

 

“…!”

 

Without even leaving behind a final scream.

 

Both Ban Si-gyeong’s body and Golden Core met complete death.

 

‘Now let me collect the spoils of war.’

 

Cheon Woo-jin examined Ban Si-gyeong’s belongings.

 

First, he found several Blood Spirit Beads in his robes.

 

They were probably used when creating blood spirits.

 

‘Having multiple Blood Spirit Beads wouldn’t mean much for me though…’

 

Ban Si-ryeong had controlled multiple blood spirits simultaneously.

 

But that wasn’t something just anyone could do.

 

Even in the Blood Soul Pavilion, those who reached that level of mastery could be counted on one hand.

 

It would take quite a long time for Cheon Woo-jin to master such techniques.

 

‘Still, just in case, I should keep it as a backup.’

 

After collecting the Blood Life Bead, Cheon Woo-jin took out his storage bag.

 

Looking inside, he found many elixirs and spirit stones.

 

The elixirs made by the Demonic Path faction had many side effects and were difficult to use, but he still kept them.

 

‘And…’

 

Rummaging through the storage bag, Cheon Woo-jin finally found what he was looking for.

 

‘Blood Soul Curse Spirit Technique!’

 

On the cover of the manual, “Blood Soul Curse Spirit Technique” was written in elegant handwriting.

 

It was the cultivation manual for the Blood Soul Curse Spirit Technique that Cheon Woo-jin had wanted.

 

By studying this, he could further improve the completion of his blood sword, and in the future, he would even be able to create blood spirits.

 

‘Sima Moon’s Blood Poison Great Technique was also helpful, but it’s still better to study orthodox demonic cultivation methods.’

 

While thinking thoughts that would make the people of Taeul Yeokri Gate turn pale with shock, Cheon Woo-jin collected the Blood Soul Curse Spirit Technique.

 

Then Cheon Woo-jin quickly looked around his surroundings.

 

The ground was frozen solid from the cold energy he had infiltrated earlier.

 

However, it wasn’t noticeable from the outside, and it would melt away with time.

 

If he burned Bansi-gyeong’s body with True Fire, he could erase all traces.

 

Unless Taeul Yeokri Gate deliberately came here to dig up the ground and investigate with Gwak Yu’s divine abilities, Cheon Woo-jin’s identity would never be revealed.

 

‘Besides, Taeul Yeokri Gate won’t be in a situation to do that anyway.’

 

Cheon Woo-jin turned his gaze westward.

 

He could see smoke rising from the Second Prince Gong Ui-un’s royal residence.

 

* * *

 

The royal residence was nothing short of pandemonium.

 

A massive explosion had suddenly occurred in the conference hall.

 

The high-ranking officials and dignitaries who had visited the royal residence were either killed or severely injured in the explosion.

 

The Won Family Clan warriors who were in charge of security also suffered considerable damage.

 

However, the cultivators of Taeul Yeokri Gate suffered no particular damage.

 

They had been waiting at a distance from the explosion’s epicenter.

 

Song Mu-yeol, who grasped the situation, immediately went to find Gong Ui-un first.

 

“What happened to the prince?”

 

In the middle of the conference hall where fragments of people caught in the explosion were scattered.

 

There, Gong Ui-un sat with a dazed expression.

 

Gong Ui-un was the only person in the conference hall who was unharmed.

 

This was because various defensive spell formations were deployed on Gong Ui-un’s body.

 

It was an arrangement by the Taeul Yeokri Sect to prevent assassination.

 

Thanks to this, even though he was at the center of the explosion, he survived alone with all his limbs intact.

 

“S-Sect Master…”

 

On the blood-soaked floor, Gong Ui-un spoke with a trembling voice.

 

“Brother, brother suddenly swelled up and… exploded with a bang…”

 

“…”

 

The explosion had occurred from the body of First Prince Gong Ui-hwi.

 

While conversing with Gong Ui-un, he exploded by himself and turned the conference hall into a wasteland.

 

In Song Mu-yeol’s view, this was the work of the Blood World Demon Sect.

 

They had inserted a blood spirit into Gong Ui-hwi’s body to control him and then made him explode.

 

“Sect Master, what on earth happened? Is this also a conspiracy of the Cultivation World? What exactly…”

 

Gong Ui-un seemed to be in severe mental shock.

 

It was inevitable since the brother he thought he would reconcile with had exploded before his eyes.

 

So he was clinging to Song Mu-yeol, but… from Song Mu-yeol’s perspective, it was just bothersome.

 

“Escort His Highness the Prince.”

 

“Yes…!”

 

Other cultivators took Gong Ui-un away.

 

Gong Ui-un reached out toward Song Mu-yeol with a dazed expression, but Song Mu-yeol didn’t even look at him.

 

It was enough to confirm that he was alive with all his limbs intact.

 

“Those evil Demonic Path bastards, they had to cause trouble before leaving.”

 

Song Mu-yeol gritted his teeth.

 

“This is going to make things troublesome…”

 

Those who suffered damage this time were not people related to the Cultivation World, but officials and dignitaries of the Wei Jin Kingdom.

 

The cleanup won’t be easy.

 

Most of all, the problem is that Gong Ui-hwi exploded alone and caused this devastation.

 

How can this be explained to the people of the world, and how can they be made to understand?

 

Currently, Gong Ui-hwi is dead and only Gong Ui-un has survived.

 

There’s a high possibility that Gong Ui-un will be misunderstood as having caused this devastation to eliminate Gong Ui-hwi.

 

“If this happens, the Third Prince will inevitably gain an advantage…”

 

Third Prince Gong Ui-se.

 

The youngest, who has the support of the Gwangmyeong Sect and the Jongli Family, and has recently even gained the cooperation of the Thirteen Alliances Under the Moon.

 

A genius rumored to be the most brilliant among the princes, and who even possesses spiritual roots.

 

That man would surely make his move.

 

* * *

 

Late at night.

 

Gong Ui-un was sitting on the wooden porch, leaning his head against a wooden pillar.

 

He was looking up at the night sky with a crescent moon, lost in self-loathing.

 

‘What am I, really?’

 

The scene of Gong Ui-hwi swelling up bright red before his eyes and then exploding to death still flickered before him.

 

He was a brother who shared not a single drop of blood.

 

Their mothers were different and their fathers were different.

 

Still, he was someone born with a similar fate.

 

He had thought it would be good if they could maintain a peaceful relationship without killing each other.

 

‘My thoughts mean nothing at all.’

 

The princes are nothing more than game pieces on a board.

 

They are merely used in the power struggles waged by the cultivators of the Cultivation World.

 

And when they no longer have any use value, they deliberately send them charging into enemy lines like Gong Ui-hwi to make them sacrificial lambs.

 

‘Will I end up the same way someday? Even if I ascend to the Emperor’s throne?’

 

As Gong Ui-un was sighing with a gloomy feeling,

 

someone emerged from the darkness.

 

“You have been outside too long. Please go into your room, Your Highness.”

 

“Daoist Shin…?”

 

It was the investigator named Shin Hyeok who had exposed the Demonic Path’s spies that had infiltrated the prince’s residence last time.

 

He was receiving praise from people for his remarkable abilities, and Gong Ui-un also had a favorable impression of him.

 

“Why are you here….”

 

“I was examining the inner courtyard with Left Advisor Gwak Yu, suspecting there might be remaining traces of the Demonic Path.”

 

“Ah… I see.”

 

Gong Ui-un got up from the wooden floor and tried to enter his room.

 

Then something suddenly came to mind and he asked.

 

“I heard that Daoist Shin is not affiliated with the Taeul Yeokri Sect but is an investigator from elsewhere. Is that correct?”

 

“That’s correct.”

 

“Why are you helping the Taeul Yeokri Sect? Do you agree with the ideals that the Taeul Yeokri Sect pursues?”

 

Is this person ultimately the same as those Taeul Yeokri Sect bastards?

 

To Gong Ui-un who was having such thoughts, a calm voice reached him.

 

“I’m not helping the Taeul Yeokri Sect.”

 

“What?”

 

“I’m using the Taeul Yeokri Sect for my own benefit.”

 

After saying that with a cold expression.

 

As he left, he said this last thing.

 

“Isn’t Your Highness the Prince doing the same thing?”

 

“…!”

 

Gong Ui-un sat blankly on the wooden floor for a while.

 

And as he entered his room, he reflected on the words he had just heard.

 

‘Using the Taeul Yeokri Sect for his own benefit…?’

 

He had never once had such a thought until now.

 

How could one have such thoughts against a Capital Sect with enormous power like the Taeul Yeokri Sect?

 

However, that investigator named Shin Hyeok was moving with such thoughts.

 

It was an admirable attitude. Gong Ui-un felt pure admiration.

 

‘If only I could do the same….’

 

Gong Ui-un, who had been engulfed in gloomy feelings just moments before,

 

A new light began to flicker in those eyes.

 

* * *

 

“Fellow Daoist Shin, what did you talk about with His Highness the Prince?”

 

“I nagged him a bit, saying it would be better to go into his room.”

 

“Hmm, we’re guarding the surroundings, so there shouldn’t be much problem with him being out on the veranda…”

 

“Still, you never know. Especially after what happened during the day.”

 

Making such excuses to Gwak Yu, Cheon Woo-jin left the inner courtyard.

 

‘This is probably the best I can do at this point.’

 

Cheon Woo-jin had deliberately thrown a spark into Gong Ui-un’s heart.

 

It was one of the preliminary tasks necessary to bring down the Taeul Yeokri Sect.

 

‘Gong Ui-un betraying the Taeul Yeokri Sect… that’s one of the prerequisites for the collapse of the Taeul Yeokri Sect.’

 

Currently, Cheon Woo-jin was moving to make things advantageous for Gong Ui-un.

 

He actually intended to cooperate so that Gong Ui-un could ascend to the Emperor’s throne.

 

This was a conclusion reached purely by calculating which side would be more beneficial, regardless of personal preferences.

 

However, he wouldn’t make it a joint victory between Gong Ui-un and the Taeul Yeokri Sect.

 

Only Gong Ui-un would ascend to the throne and achieve victory… while the Taeul Yeokri Sect would become the loser.

 

“Ah, you’re already out here.”

 

Then Gwak Yu looked up.

 

He could see a beautiful woman with an elegant atmosphere standing gracefully under the moon.

 

It was Song Yu-hui, the vice sect leader of the Taeul Yeokri Sect who had just barely recovered.

 

“Fellow Daoist Shin, let me explain the mission once more.”

 

Gwak Yu spoke in a serious voice.

 

“Before the Third Prince Gong Ui-se begins moving in earnest… please strike at the Thirteen Alliances Under the Moon who have joined hands with them.”

 

Gwan Hwang, the Black Spirit Island Master.

 

The fact that he, one of the Thirteen Venerables of the Thirteen Alliances Under the Moon, was trying to join Gong Ui-se had already been confirmed.

 

It was unknown whether he had already entered Hwangryeol Island, but his younger brother Gwan Hu had already joined with the Bright Light Sect.

 

The Taeul Yeokri Sect was trying to entrust Cheon Woo-jin with the mission of dealing with them.

 

And…

 

“Work together with the Vice Sect Leader and do your best.”

 

“….”

 

In this mission, Cheon Woo-jin would be accompanying Song Yu-hui.

 

The Gwangmyeong Sect and Jongli Family, which required political maneuvering, would be handled by Song Mu-yeol and others, while the Thirteen Alliances Under the Moon, which could be dealt with through force, was entrusted to Cheon Woo-jin and Song Yu-hui.

 

That was the Taeul Yeokri Sect’s strategy.

 

“Fellow Daoist Shin, as you know, the Vice Sect Leader is quite… unique. So….”

 

“Don’t worry. I’ll handle things well.”

 

“Hmm….”

 

Leaving the worried Gwak Yu behind, Cheon Woo-jin walked forward.

 

He could see Song Yu-hui, who had spotted him, giving him a seductive smile.

 

‘Finally, I can move together with Song Yu-hui.’

 

Cheon Woo-jin’s actions up until now had also been to create this very situation.

 

A prerequisite for the collapse of the Taeul Yeokri Sect.

 

Another one of those conditions was Song Yu-hui’s betrayal.

 

Before long, the Taeul Yeokri Sect would crumble by Song Yu-hui’s hand.

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