Chapitre 57: Poison Spirit
Sha Ku sat down, wiping his forehead.
Removing a dark flask from his spatial ring, he uncapped it, taking a deep swig of it.
Smacking his lips, a smile lit upon his face, and his cheeks went a little rosy.
"Sha Ku, drinking whiskey, you're what, five?" Yan Huang appeared in his golden glory.
"What about it, all this drudge work… I need something to dull the senses a bit!" Sha Ku chuckled, taking another swig of the whiskey.
"What you need is a lackey… or lackeys. Someone you can trust, reliably powerful, but most of all, easy to manipulate." Yan Huang sat down against the back of a tree.
"Easier said than done. I need that, yes, but it'd be easier just to make a legion of soul slaves. My soul cultivation is only at the beginning of the Initiate Stage. I'd need to reach the Expert stage if I wanted to create an army of my own." Sha Ku shook his head with regret, belching a little the smell of whiskey and stomach acid hung in the air.
"Have you ever thought of making friends, binding people through a sense of shared gratitude and ambition rather than the idea of making them subservient." Yan Huang spoke, raising his eyebrow.
"Ha! You sound like the old ancestor. Let me tell you, binding people through ambition, it's insane, the very concept is writhed with faults. What happens once you achieve the ambition? There's nothing more to bind you together! You turn your swords on one another, like fiends… even blood brothers would murder each other for a taste of immortality…"
"Gratitude though… That's entirely different. Although people with gratitude feel the need to be indentured into servitude towards a person or organisation, eventually that gratitude will fade. The fanaticism will fade…."
Sha Ku suddenly sat up! Electricity coursed throughout his body; a bright but vicious smile appeared on his face.
"Tell me, Yan Huang; you came from a flame worshipping religion, right?!" Sha Ku snapped his fingers at the translucent golden man before him.
"Yes… although the religious aspect wasn't heavily practised. Yet the reverence of the Holy Flames was deeply embedded in the sect." Yan Huang had a puzzled look on his face.
"Yan Huang, how many have met the judges of the underworld, following their religious code or path?" Sha Ku's eyes were like a vipers.
"Kid, you don't mean to say… you want to set up-"
"Yes, I want to set up my own religion!" Sha Ku's face switched to a serine calm, "With you at its head."
"Me?!" Yan Huang's face scrunched up.
"Of course, it'll take time. But I suggest when we have time, we visit a highly populated town, in the Centre of the Wen Empire. We'll check with the governmental bureaus; we'll find the town with the highest population density that's the least educated… then we'll feed them our ideals. We'll indoctrinate them, make them loyal, you shall be the holy spirit from the heavens, and I shall be the heavenly son, the boy to free them from servitude."
"Sha Ku… that's… that's." Yan Huang stuttered, slightly uncomfortable.
"Don't worry; it won't be for a while now. All in good time, for now though, I have that mess of fools that live a few feet away from me. They'll be more than useful to me."
Sha Ku stood up again, stretching. "Now, let's go find that fucking fungus and that stupid serpent." Sha Ku's eyes became focused, clicking his bones about, disappearing in a flash.
"Kid, wait! This form is slower than a snail writing a book!"
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Sha Ku stopped came to an abrupt stop twenty minutes later, directly opposite the tree he was sitting in was a subterranean cave. He'd sent his spiritual sense, only slightly feeling it out, what he found was a trail of blood, powerful blood within.
He'd only have one chance to kill this thing; it was a Rank 5 Demonic Beast after all. It was equivalent to a Star Palace Rank Practitioner!
Even a Rank 5 Demonic Beast on the verge of death was dangerous, but Sha Ku had a plan for that. On his journey through the forest, he'd snagged three herbs – Jung Berries, Heartcooling Vein and Purple Tree Ash.
Just these three things alone were utterly harmless, but mixed, melted under the experienced flames of an ageless sage, well, they were a pretty nasty paralysis mixture.
Now, a Rank 5 Demon Beast, that's going to take a lot of energy to heal. It's going to need a lot of food. Probability dictates it's already eaten any reserves it's had, luckily for it, Sha Ku had built a collection travelling through the Spirit Sword Hills.
"Hehehe." He chuckled to himself, melting the three ingredients, pouring them each into his whiskey flask, taking a quick sniff while shaking it about he gagged, his eyes started to twitch, becoming dizzy.
"Oh, that's some strong stuff. Whoooeeey!" He put the cap back on, trying to regain his bearings.
Sha Ku ripped off an arm of some clothes stored in his ring, careful to avoid the now clean robe Lin May had given him.
Tying the white cloth around his face, he squinted, pouring half the alcoholic mix over the meat of many different beasts.
Placing it back in his ring, he descended from the tree, throwing it down the entrance to the cave, a bottomless an emotionless pit in the ground.
État de l’alimentation hebdomadaire
-- Classement
Power Stone 
-- Power
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