As expected, not even a tiny flame ignited on the Heavenly Book, offering no response to Feng Bingwen's wish.

I can't be bothered with you!

You wishful thinker!

"really."

Seeing this, Feng Bingwen was not discouraged. This was only natural, and he didn't even need to consider what kind of wish he had made.

Show the source of all good and bad deeds!

All the good and bad deeds of those who are causally connected with him!

Either of these wishes, once fulfilled, will allow him to accumulate merit at an incredibly rapid pace. Even without a great calamity, he can steadily build up a vast legacy in this peaceful and prosperous world.

Seriously speaking, being able to visually display one's merits and karmic deeds in numbers is already quite remarkable.

It is especially terrifying that one can understand the consequences of every action one takes, whether it leads to accumulating merit or bad karma.

Even if a celestial book only possesses these two qualities, it is enough for an ordinary cultivator to attain immortality. If one's talent is even stronger, it is not impossible for one's soul to remain undestroyed through a thousand tribulations and one's body to remain unharmed through ten thousand tribulations, and to coexist with the world.

The benefits for those who practice spiritual cultivation are so great that they are simply indescribable.

But now, Feng Bingwen is not satisfied with this and wants to see the specific numerical values ​​of the karmic consequences on other people.

With the power of the Heavenly Book, this could naturally be accomplished, but Feng Bingwen made two wishes in a row, yet how much merit did he have? Just over ten thousand, less than twenty thousand. With such meager merit, to expect to fulfill two great wishes was simply wishful thinking.

"Okay, I admit I was greedy. Just let me see the source of every evil deed that grows."

Feng Bingwen knew that he had too little merit now, and the wishes he made were not commensurate with the merit required. Therefore, it was understandable that the Heavenly Book ignored him, so he settled for second best.

But to his surprise, the Heavenly Book still did not respond. Clearly, a little over ten thousand merits were not enough to fulfill his wish; he had been dreaming too much.

"Tsk, troublesome."

Feng Bingwen couldn't help but mutter to himself. When he was disciplining local thugs in the county town, due to karmic connections, those guys sometimes couldn't change their ways and would go and do evil, and his bad karma would also increase.

At that time, he only managed a few dozen thugs. After the records in the Heavenly Book appeared, he checked them one by one and quickly found out who was creating bad karma.

But now, with the great calamity of humanity caused by the Dragon King's departure from the water, how many lives has he saved? Tens of thousands, too many to count. How can we possibly investigate the source of his karma?

This entanglement of cause and effect would cause even immortals and Buddhas to change their expressions, let alone a young cultivator who has just opened his meridians and embarked on the path of cultivation. Therefore, he can only turn to the Heavenly Book to curb the ever-increasing evil karma.

"A little ambiguity is fine, as long as I can get rid of those scumbags who survived because of me but did nothing good."

This time, the Heavenly Book finally reacted, and a faint golden flame ignited. Feng Bingwen's merit points rapidly decreased, falling below 10,000 in the blink of an eye. Judging from the speed at which it burned, it seemed that it would be completely wiped out in no time.

"Is this a tribulation I'm supposed to undergo?"

Looking at the soon-to-be-unbalanced good deeds and evil deeds, Feng Bingwen remained calm. Even if his good deeds were wiped out, so what? His evil deeds amounted to less than three thousand. Even if they turned into calamities, he could withstand them.

In the beginning, the three hundred evil deeds spontaneously combusted because one of the men had reformed but unfortunately encountered the fierce beast coming out of the mountains while escorting goods and was brutally murdered, turning into a vengeful ghost.

That experience left a particularly deep impression on Feng Bingwen, because the evil spirit didn't even get close to his door before being stopped by the local earth god who had taken away his incense offerings.

Even if disaster strikes, it can be averted. If the connections are strong enough, the disaster may not even befall him; it will be blocked.

Most importantly, when disaster strikes, it doesn't necessarily bring only bad things. He remembered that on that very night, because of the ghost that came to his door, he felt a murderous intent and drove his dragon soul to fly hundreds of miles, killing the ferocious beast that was causing chaos in the mortal world and gaining thousands of merits.

This shows that as long as you have enough strength, even calamity can be turned into opportunity; it's just that you need to put in a little effort to get that opportunity.

"Okay, all done."

While Feng Bingwen was pondering, the pale golden flame had already gone out, though it hadn't burned completely, leaving some behind.

The Heavenly Book reveals a bad reputation, but good deeds will be rewarded with 15,000 ( ).

This time, the wish directly burned 15,000 good deeds for him, and the result was that he could see the names of those who had karmic ties with him but did evil in the Heavenly Book.

"This is dangerous!"

Instead of rushing to check the effect of his wish, Feng Bingwen's gaze fell on the completely unbalanced good deeds and evil actions.

Good deeds: 1,728 (1728)

Misdeeds: 2865

"Clean it up!"

With this thought in mind, a flame with a pale red tip reignited. As long as one performed good deeds and evil acts, the Heavenly Book could fulfill all of Feng Bingwen's desires.

Soon, the pale golden flame went out completely, and all his evil deeds were wiped away. But the next moment, in Feng Bingwen's annoyed gaze, the good deeds that had just been reduced to zero flickered and turned into nine (9).

"Let me see who's making things difficult for me!"

Feng Bingwen opened the Heavenly Book to the page on the record of evil deeds. The latest record displayed the information that did not disappoint him; he saw a clear name.

Jiang Yang, a Taoist priest who refines corpses, desecrates ancestral graves; his evil deeds are numerous!

"Jiang Yang? I don't remember him!"

Feng Bingwen frowned and pondered for a moment, naturally having no recollection of it. It was probably someone he had unintentionally saved, but clearly, this guy named Jiang Yang had gone astray.

Soul refining and corpse nurturing belong to unorthodox and heretical practices, which are neither entirely righteous nor evil. Those with poor character are prone to turning their attention to their own kind, using humans as food, and becoming cannibalistic demons.

Logically speaking, this kind of cultivation method, which involves frequent contact with corpses and ghosts and using a yang body to come into contact with yin energy, could easily turn one into something neither human nor ghost. It should be eradicated and prevented from spreading in the world.

However, Feng Bingwen knew that the origins of these so-called unorthodox and heretical paths were extremely ancient, even older than the increasingly prosperous martial arts of today, originating from the ancient times when the human race struggled to survive.

Back then, the human race was in dire straits. They lacked both manpower and territory. Even when a few talented individuals emerged, they struggled to reach higher realms due to a lack of resources.

Back then, human cultivators were truly desperate for money. Just look at the broken ancient tower inside his body; even sword immortals didn't have any proper materials for forging weapons and could only use the bones of demons to do so.

If even the immortals of the human race are in such dire straits, then it goes without saying that the cultivators of the middle and lower levels will use whatever they have. They can be said to have no taboos. As long as they can slay demons and expand the territory of the human race, they will use any method.

The art of refining souls and raising corpses arose at that time, but the souls refined and the zombies controlled by those corpse-raising practitioners all came from demons.

Instead of being like that little cultivator named Jiang Yang, who dug up his own clan's ancestral graves to use as material for raising corpses.

To be honest, if that little cultivator named Jiang Yang were to dig up the ancestral graves of demons, not to mention whether he would incur bad karma, even if he did, Feng Bingwen would happily take the blame for him.

But nowadays,

"No matter your reason, you've made me bear this karma for no reason, so I cannot let you live today!"

Upon this thought, water mist filled the air behind Feng Bingwen, purple energy rose, and a purple dragon manifested behind him, winding and swimming around his body with extraordinary agility, just like a real dragon incarnate.

However, in reality, the water spirit that has transformed into the form of a true dragon can also be regarded as a true dragon cub, because the water spirit that is conceived from the innate Dao body can one day be evenly matched with the true dragon.

"The Corpse Refiner, Jiang Yang!"

Feng Bingwen recited the simple information revealed in the celestial book, knowing only the name but not the other party's current location.

However, for Feng Bingwen, finding the other party wasn't difficult. He could even shamelessly boast that he had a wide circle of friends.

He now knows quite a few city gods, especially those from Yunze Prefecture. He has probably met at least half of them, and even those he hasn't met should have heard of his name.

If he just said a word, those city gods would surely give him face and help him find this person.

Although this corpse-refining Taoist priest has stooped to the point of digging up ancestral graves, judging from his needs, he is no ordinary person. Ghosts and gods who are extremely sensitive to evil energies such as yin energy and corpse energy should be able to find him easily.

Go!

Feng Bingwen sat calmly in his house, while Shui Ling, who had acquired the form of a purple dragon with the help of the True Dragon Source Qi, and whose intelligence was gradually growing, flew out of the house on a cloud and headed towards Qingshan County.

"Hmm? It's happening again?"

Before Shui Ling even reached Qingshan County, Feng Bingwen sensed another disturbance in the Heavenly Book, with another line appearing on the record of evil deeds.

Zhou Daqian, a bully who forcibly bought land, committed heinous acts.

"You bastard!"

Feng Bingwen rebuked him, his brows immediately furrowing.

This is nothing new. Whether in prosperous times or at the end of a dynasty, this kind of forceful seizure of land from others has been repeatedly prohibited but not stopped.

He just hadn't expected that this kind of landlord would have karmic ties with him. Since he, Feng Bingwen, had borne part of the karma, he naturally had to let this landlord know what divine retribution was.

However, another worry soon surfaced in Feng Bingwen's mind.

"There are too many people I am karmically connected with. Even if only one or two out of ten people do evil, only eleven out of ten can commit serious crimes. I can't possibly be in two places at once."