Capítulo 32: Chapter no. 31 Nether Blood Ritual
[ Glory City : Outer Wall ]
Standing on the outer walls that protected Glory City , Lin Lingtian and Xiao Ning'er could be seen holding each others hands .
Each of their ten fingers had an interspatial ring which contained ancient tombs , books , journals , demon spirit stones , weapons and ancient treasures all obtained from the Heavenly Marks Treasury , Sacred Family Treasury and Library and the 18 treasuries of City lord's Mansion .
Lin Lingtian and Xiao Ning'er began to fly using the gravity field as they floated above the clouds .
Seeing the night sky above the clouds was breathtaking .
Looking at each other , a new chapter in their life had opened away from Glory City .
Flying above the clouds , Lin Lingtian and Xiao Ning'er smiled as now they felt a sense of freedom and relaxation while flying through the night sky .
[ 1 Week Later ]
( ~ Boom ~ )
( ~ Roar ~ )
The mutated Fanged Panda roared charging towards Xiao Ning'er who was using a kusarigama . With the weighted spiked ball dangling in her left hand and the sickle was being swung in circle by Xiao Ning'er .
The moment the mutated Fanged Panda got into Xiao Ning'er's range , her right hand twitch as her sickle flew through the air towards Fanged Panda at extremely high speeds .
When looking closely at the chain , one could see inscription arrays similar to that of an interspatial ring but somewhat different .
This was an interspatial inscription array made and modified by Lin Lingtian for Xiao Ning'er as Lin Lingtian insisted that she trains with a weapon .
Weapons Lin Lingtian had Xiao Ning'er try out from the treasuries that they had robed : Lin Lingtian's Opinion of Ning'er's use .
Machete : Never let Ning'er touch it
Axe : Was Surprisingly good for Ning'er's style
Swords : Meh
Dagger : Even with experience she has bad form
Baseball bat : Why did we even try it ?
Spear : Hampers with her style .
Club : Meh .
Battle axe : Nope.
Brass knuckles : Not enough hand to hand combat experience to use it effectively .
Halberd : A little iffy but decent form.
Rapier : Best Weapon for her so far .
Kukri : Nope .
Quarterstaff : Nope .
Pickaxe : I am questioning my sanity .
War hammer : Not gonna lie , it surprised me that with her capability of using it .
Flail : Nope
Scimitar : Maybe
Glaive : Definitely no
Tomahawk : Very inefficient in her hands .
Kusarigama : Looks like we found our winner . This thing in her hands is like a killing machine .
Lin Lingtian had made an inscription arrays on the chain so that it could have an ability to extend it's length when Xiao Ning'er channeled soul force through it .
The Mutated Fanged Panda despite it's bulk swiftly dodged Xiao Ning'er's Sickle .
With a twist of her hands , Xiao Ning'er used the weighted spiked ball to create a dust cloud as a form of camouflage .
The Crystals on the back of the Mutated Fanged Panda glowed as the entire field's gravity increased multiple times .
The gravity caused the spiked ball that was coming towards the beast to be embedded into the ground .
Xiao Ning'er gritted her teeth as the soul force of a true Cultivator erupted from her body trying to reduce the pressure effecting her .
Her grip loosened as she let go of her weapon and with a grin similar to Lin Lingtian's made it's way onto her face .
The chains glowed with the inscription array causing them to retract with such speeds that the sickle harmed the Mutated Fanged Panda while retracting into it's origin shape .
Xiao Ning'er looked at the mutated Fanged panda as the injury caused by the kusarigama they found as a weapon stored in the Treasury of the City Lord's Mansion .
" Looks like she is training hard ." Standing in a horse stance inside the cave, Lin Lingtian smiled while using echolocation to observe all the fights Xiao Ning'er had .
She was training really hard as everyday she would have a fight with different members of the Army like yesterday she fought the mutated snow queen e.t.c.
Her skills with the black abyssal reaper the kusarigama they found as a weapon from the Snow Wind Era . It's was made out of an amalgam of the Divine Metal and Dragon Burst Ore .
Well her cultivation was linked to his . The moment he advances , she also advances and the continuous absorption of soul force due to his statuses were also effecting her dantians and meridians just to a lesser extent hence why even as a 4 star silver rank , Xiao Ning'er had the strength to fight a black gold rank .
( ~ Drip ~ )
Sweating dripped down from his entire body .
While performing a horse stance , crimson soul force was flowing into the an grotesque abomination that was made from the stitched heads that experienced one the emotions of rage represented by the head of Shen Fei , greed represented by the head of Madam Yu , the delusions of grandeur represented by Shen Hong " , hedonism represented by someone he had killed in the massacre , the feeling of emptiness was represented by someone he had killed in the massacre , terror the face of despair was represented by a head of some hunter he had killed during his massacre , the persistence of nihilism represented by the head of Shen Ming , the inevitability and fear of death represented by the head of Shen Yue .
These last few days were hard on him while performing the Nether Blood Ritual as his concentration was being effected by the whispers of the dead .
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The more closer he gets to completing this ritual the more screams and emotions of the dead he could hear .
It was annoying at first but he could ignore them by focusing of Xiao Ning'er fighting with members of his army but now the screams were messing with his concentration .
All the 16 eye sockets of the grotesque abomination were crying tears of blood .
Suddenly the tears of blood shifted towards a singular point forming a globular shape .
Taking a deep breath , Lin Lingtian channeled large amounts of soul force into the grotesque Stitched head .
The whispers of the dead turned into shouting from so many different voices that Lin Lingtian couldn't even tell what the hell were they saying .
Ğ̵̡̡̹̯͉͙͍̠̭̞̗͎̜̊̀͒͐͜ǫ̶̨̧̨̥͖̼͍̤̦̞͚̹̦͙̮̘̗̪̜͎͎̣͙͔̰̖̓͐́̔̈́͊̍̔̾͗́̀̔̄͂̈́̚͘ǫ̷̧̧̺̲̮͙̤̹̤̪̺̻̰̦̥͉̜͎̥̣̙̠͖̱̖͎̤̜̦͓̭̠̀̋͂̐̒̊̌̊̀͊̈́͋̽̎͒̊͘͘͝͝͠d̷̢̧̨̘̭͈͖͓͈̖̼̙̮͎͕̥̹̙̳͈͖̻̠̞̝̻̙̘͍͖̹̀̈́̑̿̀̈́̈́́̍͌̀͌̅̚̚͜͝͠b̷̧̡̢̧̛͚̘̺̞̞̩̲͉͚̣͖̯̠͓̝̗̬̗̱̤͔͎̫̙͑̊̂̾̈́̈́̓̓̏͗́̿̆̾͛̍̏͆̚̚̕͘͝͝ŷ̵̡̨̢̨̺̫̹̗͔͖͍̫̠̠̞̻̲̙̅͛̈́̄̐̈́̐̂̊̿́́͊̿̒̃̅͊͒̚ͅͅe̷̡̨̛͈̘͎̗̪͍̗̤̠͊͂̈́̉̏́̒̽̏̓͊͂̿̆̓̒͘̚̕͝Ğ̵̡̡̹̯͉͙͍̠̭̞̗͎̜̊̀͒͐͜ǫ̶̨̧̨̥͖̼͍̤̦̞͚̹̦͙̮̘̗̪̜͎͎̣͙͔̰̖̓͐́̔̈́͊̍̔̾͗́̀̔̄͂̈́̚͘ǫ̷̧̧̺̲̮͙̤̹̤̪̺̻̰̦̥͉̜͎̥̣̙̠͖̱̖͎̤̜̦͓̭̠̀̋͂̐̒̊̌̊̀͊̈́͋̽̎͒̊͘͘͝͝͠d̷̢̧̨̘̭͈͖͓͈̖̼̙̮͎͕̥̹̙̳͈͖̻̠̞̝̻̙̘͍͖̹̀̈́̑̿̀̈́̈́́̍͌̀͌̅̚̚͜͝͠b̷̧̡̢̧̛͚̘̺̞̞̩̲͉͚̣͖̯̠͓̝̗̬̗̱̤͔͎̫̙͑̊̂̾̈́̈́̓̓̏͗́̿̆̾͛̍̏͆̚̚̕͘͝͝ŷ̵̡̨̢̨̺̫̹̗͔͖͍̫̠̠̞̻̲̙̅͛̈́̄̐̈́̐̂̊̿́́͊̿̒̃̅͊͒̚ͅͅe̷̡̨̛͈̘͎̗̪͍̗̤̠͊͂̈́̉̏́̒̽̏̓͊͂̿̆̓̒͘̚̕͝Ğ̵̡̡̹̯͉͙͍̠̭̞̗͎̜̊̀͒͐͜ǫ̶̨̧̨̥͖̼͍̤̦̞͚̹̦͙̮̘̗̪̜͎͎̣͙͔̰̖̓͐́̔̈́͊̍̔̾͗́̀̔̄͂̈́̚͘ǫ̷̧̧̺̲̮͙̤̹̤̪̺̻̰̦̥͉̜͎̥̣̙̠͖̱̖͎̤̜̦͓̭̠̀̋͂̐̒̊̌̊̀͊̈́͋̽̎͒̊͘͘͝͝͠d̷̢̧̨̘̭͈͖͓͈̖̼̙̮͎͕̥̹̙̳͈͖̻̠̞̝̻̙̘͍͖̹̀̈́̑̿̀̈́̈́́̍͌̀͌̅̚̚͜͝͠b̷̧̡̢̧̛͚̘̺̞̞̩̲͉͚̣͖̯̠͓̝̗̬̗̱̤͔͎̫̙͑̊̂̾̈́̈́̓̓̏͗́̿̆̾͛̍̏͆̚̚̕͘͝͝ŷ̵̡̨̢̨̺̫̹̗͔͖͍̫̠̠̞̻̲̙̅͛̈́̄̐̈́̐̂̊̿́́͊̿̒̃̅͊͒̚ͅͅe̷̡̨̛͈̘͎̗̪͍̗̤̠͊͂̈́̉̏́̒̽̏̓͊͂̿̆̓̒͘̚̕͝Ğ̵̡̡̹̯͉͙͍̠̭̞̗͎̜̊̀͒͐͜ǫ̶̨̧̨̥͖̼͍̤̦̞͚̹̦͙̮̘̗̪̜͎͎̣͙͔̰̖̓͐́̔̈́͊̍̔̾͗́̀̔̄͂̈́̚͘ǫ̷̧̧̺̲̮͙̤̹̤̪̺̻̰̦̥͉̜͎̥̣̙̠͖̱̖͎̤̜̦͓̭̠̀̋͂̐̒̊̌̊̀͊̈́͋̽̎͒̊͘͘͝͝͠d̷̢̧̨̘̭͈͖͓͈̖̼̙̮͎͕̥̹̙̳͈͖̻̠̞̝̻̙̘͍͖̹̀̈́̑̿̀̈́̈́́̍͌̀͌̅̚̚͜͝͠b̷̧̡̢̧̛͚̘̺̞̞̩̲͉͚̣͖̯̠͓̝̗̬̗̱̤͔͎̫̙͑̊̂̾̈́̈́̓̓̏͗́̿̆̾͛̍̏͆̚̚̕͘͝͝ŷ̵̡̨̢̨̺̫̹̗͔͖͍̫̠̠̞̻̲̙̅͛̈́̄̐̈́̐̂̊̿́́͊̿̒̃̅͊͒̚ͅͅe̷̡̨̛͈̘͎̗̪͍̗̤̠͊͂̈́̉̏́̒̽̏̓͊͂̿̆̓̒͘̚̕͝Ğ̵̡̡̹̯͉͙͍̠̭̞̗͎̜̊̀͒͐͜ǫ̶̨̧̨̥͖̼͍̤̦̞͚̹̦͙̮̘̗̪̜͎͎̣͙͔̰̖̓͐́̔̈́͊̍̔̾͗́̀̔̄͂̈́̚͘ǫ̷̧̧̺̲̮͙̤̹̤̪̺̻̰̦̥͉̜͎̥̣̙̠͖̱̖͎̤̜̦͓̭̠̀̋͂̐̒̊̌̊̀͊̈́͋̽̎͒̊͘͘͝͝͠d̷̢̧̨̘̭͈͖͓͈̖̼̙̮͎͕̥̹̙̳͈͖̻̠̞̝̻̙̘͍͖̹̀̈́̑̿̀̈́̈́́̍͌̀͌̅̚̚͜͝͠b̷̧̡̢̧̛͚̘̺̞̞̩̲͉͚̣͖̯̠͓̝̗̬̗̱̤͔͎̫̙͑̊̂̾̈́̈́̓̓̏͗́̿̆̾͛̍̏͆̚̚̕͘͝͝ŷ̵̡̨̢̨̺̫̹̗͔͖͍̫̠̠̞̻̲̙̅͛̈́̄̐̈́̐̂̊̿́́͊̿̒̃̅͊͒̚ͅͅe̷̡̨̛͈̘͎̗̪͍̗̤̠͊͂̈́̉̏́̒̽̏̓͊͂̿̆̓̒͘̚̕͝Ṇ̷̡̢̹̬̭̂̂̽̔̌̃͌̕ǒ̷͈͈̙̘̜̼͉̲̲̻̞̻͖̙͇̺͎̱̈́͋̊̑̓̂̑̚̕ 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( ~ Woosh ~ )
The shouts and whispers of the dead stopped. as Lin Lingtian covered in head to toe in sweat gazed upon the Egg of Nether .
A egg with a nose , mouth and eyes all from humans was floating Infront of Lin Lingtian .
( A.N : This is the Egg of Nether )
Normally he would use this thing as a medium for his second heart but since he already had a second heart , Lin Lingtian planned to merge the egg of nether with his second heart so that he could gain the ability to absorb and subdue souls , soul strands and soul intents .
Lin Lingtian didn't stop to rest as he had planned to strike the iron when it is hot .
Taking a deep breath , Lin Lingtian began to open his Dantian with an ethereal vine forming and wrapping around the egg of nether .
Tabs appeared Infront of him.
[ The Second Heart is absorbing a Nether's Egg ]
[ The Second Heart is reacting to the Nether's Egg ]
[ The Blood of Ammit is being produced by the second heart ]
[ Added Status : Anubis's Ankh Cross ]
[ Anubis's Ankh Cross : Souls , soul strands and soul intents can be subdued and absorbed as the dead will reveal their secrets to the bearer of the symbol ] [ Duration : ∞] ( - )
His chest burned as an ankh cross tattoo formed on his second heart .
{ A.N : This is an Ankh Cross }
( ~ Huff ~ Puff ~ )
Breathing heavily , Lin Lingtian layed on his back as he heard Xiao Ning'er came in through the entrance of the cave .
Her face showed disgust when looking at the grotesque Stitched head .
" You know , you don't have to look at it ." Lin Lingtian commented while still laying on the floor of the cave sweaty and wheezing .
" You look .... exhausted ." Xiao Ning'er said while looking down at Lin Lingtian
Lin Lingtian smirked and said ," Don't worry I was just practicing for our honeymoon ."
" hahahaha " Lin Lingtian laughed at his own joke while Xiao Ning'er just looked confused as to why Lin Lingtian was laughing and what is a honeymoon ?
Seeing Xiao Ning'er confused , Lin Lingtian felt awkward and decided to change the subject ," So are you done with your training with the mutated Fanged Panda ."
" What do you mean ? "
" What ? "
" What do you mean ?"
" Are you done with training with the Mutated Fanged Panda ? "
" Lin ..."
" Yeah "
" I fought the Fanged Panda , yesterday ."
" Huh ! "
" I fought the Fanged ....."
" No , it's fine I heard you ." Lin Lingtian said while thinking ,' Looks like it more time then I thought when the second heart and nether egg being merged .'
" Well Ning'er , did you want to say something ? "
" Yes , I found an old journal in the pile of loot , and guess what , it is from one of the founders of Glory City ."
" Oh ! "
Lin Lingtian jumped up as he glanced at journal in Xiao Ning'er's hand .
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Journal Entry # 01
Brother Sheng Fei died today .... Mother suggested I start writing in a journal to cope .
This is stupid .
~ Sheng Mu
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Journal Entry # 35
In spite of my injuries, I spent the next seven food-cycles on the move, wanting to put as much distance between myself and the bear-beast's corpse as possible.
The landscape softened. The hard, purple rocks of the desert settled into smooth prairies dotted with patches of stringy grass .The ground became soft, moistened by low-lying pools of stagnant water. I lost both my sandals, which
were at this point considerably worse for wear, to a deceptively deep puddle. And much to my dismay, this new terrain swarmed with small, biting beetle-mimics .
My legs itched fiercely by the time I stopped to set up camp.
After monster-proofing my food stores and scouting out a nearby stream, I focused on changing my bandages.Removing the first layer, my stomach churned to see fresh blood dotting the wraps; I was still bleeding. The cold air stung as I peeled away the remaining layers. With the
compression removed, blood began to flow again in earnest,steadily dribbling down my arm to mix with a foul-smelling yellow pus infection had set in.
Bei Meng formed a Detoxification Pill yet I couldn't properly channel soul force due to the side effect of that pill. Now here I am writing in this journal to kill some time .
~ Sheng Mu
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Journal Entry # 173
It had been weeks since father had made that alliance with the snow wind family .
The prideful son of the patriarch of the snow wind family pissed me off .
Claiming his knowledge of the soul force was greater than mine .
Well a battle occured and the Ye Yan tasted my fist but his Technique and power had earned my respect .
~ Sheng Mu
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Journal Entry # 578
I , Ye Han and the other Legend Spiritualists found a place that can act as a refugee for humanity on the Saint Ancestral Mountain .
But their was a problem , an aura of Lightning had covered the land .
Due to I , Sheng Mu , practicing a lightning Cultivation Techniques that allowed me to change my physique into a lightning body. This is what allowed him to subdue the Thunder God's Meteorite Sword which was the cause of the lightning aura in the Saint Ancestral Mountain however it also caused irreversible harm to my
soul realm .
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Last Journal Entry # 580
I could feel myself dying , my time was coming to an end . Ye Yan and others wanted to have me place the Thunder God's Meteorite Sword in the heavenly Sacred Border that would protect others from this demonic sword's bloodthirsty aura and sword soul .
Goodbye ~ Thank you for always being their to hear be out .
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" ...."
" ....."
Lin Lingtian and Xiao Ning'er sat in silence as they processed what they had read .
The journal of Sheng Mu , a legend rank demon Spiritualist who was a founder of Glory City . All 580 journal entries showed them both a glimpse into the past .
While Xiao Ning'er was left in deep wonder as her brain made multiple connections .
Lin Lingtian narrowed his eyes as he saw a small white string dangling from the journal .
That string was a soul strand .
A Soul strand is an extremely complex item that can be easily summed up a shard of a soul that is formed from deep attachments .
Like Sheng Mu had deep attachments to this journal hence a piece of his soul attached to it .
( ~ gasp~ )
Lin Lingtian immediately turned to Xiao Ning'er and said ," what's wrong ? "
" It makes sense now ."
" What makes sense ? "
" The Heavenly Sacred Border ."
" Explain ."
" The Heavenly Sacred Border is a secret realm
within the Holy Orchid Institute. Only absolute
geniuses are qualified to enter the Heavenly
Sacred Border. Once one has passed the test
of the Heavenly Sacred Border, they will
become Glory City's brightest talent. Even
having the chance to become the disciple of
Legend rank Demon Spiritualist Lord Ye Mo!
To enter the Heavenly Sacred Border, one must be below fifteen years old. In this criteria, Xiao Ning'er meets it.
Throughout the glorious history of Glory City, only three people managed to pass the test of the Heavenly Sacred Border. One of them is Legend rank Demon Spiritualist Lord Ye Mo, the other two have already died in battle. However, they all have reached the pinnacle of Black Gold rank Demon Spiritualist, only a step away from Legend rank! "
Hearing Xiao Ning'er's explanation , Lin Lingtian nodded as it kinda made sense that all those geniuses died after being exposed to the aura of the Thunder God's Meteorite Sword .
Lin Lingtian was quite interested in the thunder God's Meteorite Sword but Xiao Ning'er and Lin Lingtian sensed something .
Both turned to same direction as they sensed a source of soul force that felt almost like endless and pure .
Both looked as each other and nodded .
Whatever this source of soul force was they need to obtain it which could help them massively as true Cultivators .
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