The sight of the Black Lotus illusory absorbing the Spider Lily stirred something within Fang Xiu. He felt as if his soul had grown stronger, though barely perceptible.
Can absorbing evil thoughts strengthen my mind?
Fang Xiu was slightly puzzled by this. Why was this? Why did his heart feel so close to evil thoughts? It felt as if they originated from the same source.
He took out his phone and started searching for the definition of malice. Malice refers to evil thoughts, including negative emotions such as anger, hatred, and jealousy.
When he saw the word "hatred," he suddenly realized that hatred is also a kind of evil thought.
At this moment, he finally understood why he could easily absorb evil thoughts and was unaware of them.
That's because one's heart is full of evil thoughts, and there is also the phantom left by the evil god, the Black Lotus of the Other Shore; evil thoughts are of the same origin as oneself.
As for why we can't smell it? There's an old saying: "If you smell something for a long time, you won't notice the stench." If someone smells terrible every day, then you won't be able to smell the stench.
Upon realizing this, he suddenly discovered a way to become stronger: by devouring the flowers of the other shore to strengthen his mind and the phantom of the black lotus of the other shore.
Perhaps if it continues to devour, one day it might be able to replace the Black Lotus of the Other Shore.
After all, the red spider lily is an incarnation of the black lotus of the other shore, a manifestation of its power.
Since the Black Lotus of the Other Shore has dispersed its power so much, isn't it just offering itself up to be devoured?
It is extremely difficult to devour the power of a demon god, but no one expected that there would be such a foolish demon god in the world.
In fact, what Fang Xiu didn't know was that the Black Lotus of the Other Shore had stood for many years without being devoured, and there was a reason for that; not everyone could easily devour evil thoughts without being infected.
If an ordinary person tries to devour the Black Lotus of the Other Shore in this way, the Black Lotus of the Other Shore will surely teach him what cruelty is.
The clone that devours the Black Lotus of the Other Shore has only one fate: to be consumed by evil thoughts and then completely become nourishment for the Black Lotus of the Other Shore.
Only Fang Xiu, whose heart was filled with hatred and whose soul bore the mark of the Black Lotus of the Other Shore, could easily devour the Other Shore Flower.
Upon learning that the Black Lotus of the Other Shore could enhance the mind, Fang Xiu immediately issued an order to search for all the other shore flowers in the mortal world.
After arranging everything, Fang Xiu went to the burial site. With less than three weeks until the invasion from the other side, he naturally wouldn't waste a single second.
The purpose of this trip to the burial site was twofold: first, to arrange matters related to the training course, and second, to check on the cultivation progress of Ace of Spades and the others.
The notice issued by headquarters earlier, stating that becoming a Spirit Master in one day was not just empty talk, but rather Fang Xiuzhen's plan to do so.
Those who practice visualization techniques lack time and a suitable environment for practice.
There is no more suitable cultivation environment than the burial ground. Spirit Masters ultimately rely on strange powers. In terms of immortal cultivation, the burial ground is the blessed land of immortal cultivators, where the spiritual energy of heaven and earth is so rich that it becomes tangible, which is gray mist.
As for ordinary people being unable to resist the invasion of the gray fog, that's quite simple. With Fang Xiu's current strength, once he opens the Avici Hell, it will directly envelop everyone, and they won't be affected by the gray fog at all. Although keeping the domain open will constantly consume spiritual energy, don't forget that once you get to the burial ground, it's like returning to the spring, with infinite blue energy.
The cultivation time problem is easier to solve. Just find a place in the burial ground to activate time acceleration, build a time acceleration room. One day outside is equivalent to one year inside, and everyone who comes out will be a Spirit Master.
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Burial place.
Ace of Spades and the others knelt respectfully before Fang Xiu, their eyes filled with fervor, as if they had seen a god.
"My lord, we have not failed you. With the devouring technique you bestowed upon us, our subordinates have made rapid progress these past few days. Almost all of us have broken through a level, and some with good talent have even broken through two levels!"
Fang Xiu calmly surveyed the Ace of Spades and the others. A series of powerful auras emanated from them. He counted carefully and found that the Ace of Hearts and the Ace of Clubs had both broken through to the fifth rank. Including the Ace of Spades, who was already at the fifth rank, the poker organization now had three people who had broken through to the fifth rank.
The others are at least Tier 3, and there are quite a few Tier 4 Spirit Masters.
Compared to when the Joker was alive, his overall strength is much greater.
"Not bad." Fang Xiu nodded calmly, and the Ace of Spades and the others were overjoyed, as if they had received the approval of a god.
"I am unworthy of your praise, sir!"
"Alright, continue devouring the monsters. Although you have reached the fifth rank, you are still too weak."
"Yes, sir." Everyone left, except for the Ace of Spades who remained in place.
He looked like he wanted to say something but hesitated.
Fang Xiu glanced at him indifferently: "Speak."
The Ace of Spades gritted his teeth, knelt down with a thud, and said, "Your subordinate has a request!"
"Oh? Has your greed and audacity swelled to such an extent? I've bestowed upon you fifth-tier power, and you're still not satisfied?"
Upon hearing Fang Xiu's calm words, the Ace of Spades instantly broke out in a cold sweat, and ink formed by shadows dripped down his face.
He pressed his head firmly to the ground, and even as fear gripped his entire body, he still managed to voice his demands.
"My lord, I am not doing this for myself, but for... the King of Spades!"
(Sorry everyone, I've gone to the village again. That's all for today. I'll try to update more tomorrow. This trip to the village has been quite an eye-opener. Do you know what's most abundant after a flood?)
It was full of bugs.
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