The Chengdao Zhe Men

Large ships sail around the islands of the world's outer seas, nomadic tribes roam above the oceans, and high tower cities stand between heaven and earth. Roaring blood-silver engines, exquisit...

Chapter Sixty-Seven: A Thunderous Aura Within

Chen Jing stared at the screen, lost in thought.

The white-clad boy unleashed a purple rain, causing coughs to erupt everywhere in the city. The chains on a certain scroll were corroded, and the purple light took the opportunity to erode the scroll.

The question about the source of darkness is about the truth of the blood sacrifice, so why did I get this answer? None of the scenes have anything to do with the blood sacrifice.

Chen Jing didn't continue thinking, because he had already reached the average level of someone absorbing spiritual energy for the first time. He opened his eyes.

Immediately, a phantom lotus flower unfolded in his hand, lifelike.

After absorbing this spiritual energy, Chen Jing learned that his original Blood Realm spiritual energy inherently possessed the ability to create small illusions, but due to a lack of corresponding knowledge, he did not know how to do it.

The Body Refinement Pill that I consumed provided the corresponding knowledge, which perfectly filled that gap.

"Congratulations." Mo Wujiang smiled as he looked at Chen Jing, who had stood up. "You are now a person with extraordinary abilities."

Pretending not to know that the person congratulating him was an illusion, Chen Jing said with fanatical excitement, "I swear to die for Lord Black Hand!"

"Go back and familiarize yourself with your abilities. Tomorrow, go outside the large ship to complete the formal joining ceremony," Mo Wujiang said.

"Yes," Chen Jing replied, "and thank you, Mr. Mo, for giving me the opportunity to choose."

“Everyone will have them,” Mo Wujiang said. “You will soon realize that these things are not worth much. In your future work, you will have the opportunity to obtain better things and become a true cultivator like us.”

"Yes!" Chen Jing said, feigning anticipation.

...

After leaving Donglai Pawnshop, Chen Jing walked on the streets of Ash City.

He pondered the two answers he had previously obtained from the source of darkness.

First, it can be confirmed that one of the two Mo Wujiangs is the real Mo Wujiang, and the other is Luo You. Mo Wujiang cultivates the Qi of Life, while Luo You cultivates the Qi of the Dao. Their ability to create illusions and confuse the senses should belong to a high-level skill of the Qi of the Dao.

Wow, that's impressive... Chen Jing thought. Right now, he could only slightly confuse others' control over direction and distance, and he could only make himself or objects and people close to him invisible. It was only after taking that Body Refinement Pill that he learned how to create illusionary objects no more than one-third of a cubic meter in size.

Furthermore, at higher levels, the Dao Qi seems to have the ability to transform one's appearance into that of another. This change in appearance appears to be immediate and a physical alteration, to the point that neither the aura of the slave soul nor Chen Jing's examination using the source of darkness could identify it.

Then... just as Chen Jing was about to turn his thoughts to the answer to the question of the truth about the blood sacrifice, he saw someone walking towards him.

After the Black Hand gang's raid on Meijing City, the city gates were completely sealed off and the searches were relaxed, and there were more people walking on the streets.

Dao Nan is walking towards us.

Dao Nan, carrying a long sword, approached Chen Jing. He glanced at the badge on Chen Jing's waist and said, "Congratulations."

Chen Jing was about to respond when he noticed that Dao Nan had an identical black hand gang token hanging on his waist.

"Thanks to you," Dao Nan laughed, "I managed to get through this without even having to lift a finger. It's so great to have someone to rely on."

"Without those traps you prepared, I probably wouldn't have just suffered a hand injury. You all deserve credit too." Chen Jing said modestly, then, as if remembering something, he asked:

"We both ran away, won't Commander Ma be a little angry... After all, our hunting party is lacking fresh blood." Chen Jing also thought of the bonus that Commander Ma had given him. Without that money, he definitely wouldn't have been able to live so comfortably these past few days.

Dao Nan glanced at Chen Jing and said, "The hunting party is never short of people. There are many young scavengers who are crying and begging to join the hunting party."

"I'm talking about outstanding members like myself," Chen Jing said helplessly. "Don't take this as arguing for the sake of arguing."

"Tsk," Dao Nan said, "He's already getting cocky after just joining the Black Hand gang."

"No, I didn't," Chen Jing quickly waved his hand.

"Shall we go have a drink with Aunt Su Yuan later?" Dao Nan asked.

Chen Jing shook his head. He was about to refuse because he was going to Pan Fengyu's place to learn writing later. Suddenly, he remembered the scene he had seen in the Source of Darkness and asked, "Wait a minute."

"Um?"

"Have you seen any strange weather lately?" Chen Jing asked.

He originally wanted to ask if anyone had seen the purple rain curtain, but then thought that such a question would be too strange and likely to attract attention, so he changed his mind.

"The weather? Was it a sudden rain a few days ago that started and then stopped abruptly?" Dao Nan asked.

Chen Jing frowned. He also remembered that rain, which suddenly occurred just as he was absorbing spiritual energy and breaking through to the Blood Realm.

That rain was just ordinary rain, not a purple rain curtain.

"It's alright," Chen Jing said. "Go ahead and drink, I have something to do."

"I knew you'd refuse, and there was no need to change the subject halfway through," Dao Nan said, waving to Chen Jing and walking towards the Donglai Pawnshop, not taking Chen Jing's casual question to heart.

Chen Jing waved goodbye as well, thinking that it was probably just a small-scale purple rain that didn't affect the entire city.

"Hmm... When I saw the white-clad boy descending the purple rain, there was a Xie Zhi sculpture on the edge of the building next to him. That's a feature. I can ask around and find out if there are any statues like that in Ash City..." Chen Jing pondered as he walked towards Pan Fengyu.

...

"Wars are inevitable, but a general who does not understand history will not be victorious."

In the study, Pan Fengyu said to Chen Jing, "This sentence comes from Zhao Song'en, the first emperor-killer and founder of the Song Dynasty. It means that war is eternal, and if a general does not understand history, he cannot win."

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