tkworld Chapter 93 : The Rite Complete
Chapter 93 : The Rite Complete
Chapter 93: The Rite Complete
Song Zitan had never run this fast in her life.
Her skirt tangled around her ankles, and with a ripping sound, she tore a slit into it before sprinting forward on long legs without daring to look back.
Her female companion ran frantically beside her, face pale as paper, lips trembling too hard to form a complete sentence.
Those five cultivators behind them...
Just half an hour ago, they had still been smiling warmly while handing them water pouches and asking after their well-being.
Now, abnormal blackness clouded their eyes, and their mouths stretched into twisted smiles, as though they had become people entirely controlled by desire.
Even ordinary mortals could suppress their lustful desires!
Not to mention cultivators, who could control distracting thoughts through their Dao Hearts!
“Little ladies——”
“Why run... Didn’t we agree to escort you to Twin Su Manor...”
“Come play with us a little...”
Their voices drifted after them in fragments, carrying a sticky sort of laughter that made one’s scalp crawl.
Song Zitan gritted her teeth, her heart filled with regret and fear.
The two of them did not know the route to Twin Su Manor and had wasted much time wandering around.
Then, after great difficulty, they encountered these five cultivators from One Brush Studio driving a carriage and heading toward Twin Su Manor as well.
The two women knew of One Brush Studio.
Though small and lacking reputation, it was still considered an orthodox sect.
And these men had looked honest and simple.
Coveting convenience, they accepted the ride, chatting and laughing along the way, thinking they had met good people.
But earlier, when the carriage stopped at a bend in the mountain road,
The lead man suddenly turned around, his smile changing in flavor as he spoke of using the women’s bodies to pay the carriage fee.
Song Zitan and her companion were from the Enchantress Path, cultivating the preservation of Primal Yin.
This was practically the signature bait used by their path to catch golden husbands!
How could they possibly lose their cultivation on these shameless men?
Song Zitan reacted instantly, kicking the lead man away before dragging her companion from the carriage and fleeing.
And then those five men suddenly looked as though they had become possessed.
Their eyes reddened, their smiles twisted, and they chased after them.
Song Zitan was in the Second Realm.
So was her companion.
But more importantly—
The Enchantress Path simply was not skilled in combat!
“Zitan...!”
Her companion’s voice carried sobs as her footing slipped. Tripping over a rock, she crashed heavily onto the ground.
Song Zitan immediately turned back to pull her up.
Plastic sisterhood was still sisterhood.
She could not exactly stand there and watch her die!
Yet during that moment of delay, the five cultivators from One Brush Studio had already surrounded them.
Now that they were closer, they looked even more horrifying.
Their eye-whites were filled with black-red blood vessels spreading like spiderwebs.
Song Zitan clenched her teeth, preparing to fight desperately.
Then—
She saw a blood wave like collapsing mountains and overturning seas sweep forward, instantly sending all five men flying.
The weakest among them looked as though he had been struck head-on by a mountain. His entire body blasted backward, smashing through three trees before embedding into a massive boulder. The sound of his bones shattering rang especially clear.
Song Zitan abruptly turned her head and saw that familiar figure walking forward slowly, a Blood Golden Core churning with crimson tides in his hand.
Instantly, overwhelming joy filled her heart.
“It’s you!”
“Benefactor Fang!”
At the same time, another voice rang out—a woman’s voice carrying gentleness mixed with stiffness.
Song Zitan looked over and saw a Shigu wearing a veil, her appearance and skin concealed from view.
This Shigu wore loose monk robes. As she transformed into streaking light and arrived, her robes fluttered violently in the wind, outlining an exaggerated figure that made Song Zitan’s eyes widen in shock.
Not fair, sister!
How did you grow like that? Can you teach me?
Zhang Su urgently cried out, “Do not commit more killing, Benefactor Fang!”
Fang Chang ignored Song Zitan completely. He first looked disappointedly at the Blood Golden Core in his hand, lamenting that he had failed to shatter all five men with a single Blood Whale Devouring Tide strike.
He had seen high-level Blood Demon Path cultivators before.
One strike of the Seven Kill Blood Sword, one palm of Blood Whale Devouring Tide—they could slaughter their way through righteous cultivator sieges until heaven and earth darkened.
But the one in his hand,
Was ultimately only the Blood Golden Core of a Third Realm cultivator.
It was time for it to retire.
Fang Chang looked toward Shigu Zhang and smiled.
“They’ve fallen into demonic corruption. I’m saving people right now. Isn’t that exactly what you wanted?”
“That is not what I meant! Those who fall into demonic corruption are not necessarily beyond saving. There is no need to kill them, nor should you continue creating slaughter and accumulating karmic burden!”
“One good deed a day, no, Two Good Deeds a Day, right? I understand, I understand...”
Fang Chang’s smile widened continuously. “In that case, me killing people and eliminating demons counts as one good deed, while giving Shigu the chance to save people counts as the second. Killing two birds with one stone. Pretty good, right?”
“Benefactor Fang!”
Zhang Su panicked.
She knew Fang Chang’s methods.
Even back when Fang Chang had been in the First Realm, she could not understand him. Now that he had reached the Third Realm, he had become even more unfathomable.
In an instant,
Fang Chang vanished from where he stood. The force of Blood Whale Devouring Tide surged immense and boundless like monstrous waves.
The remaining four rogue cultivators revealed terrified expressions.
Though corrupted, they had not lost their reason.
They understood Fang Chang’s abilities.
And they understood even more clearly that they had transformed from hunters into prey.
They began fleeing in panic, yet they could not escape the range of the blood palm.
Then, a perfectly pure and dustless white curtain blocked before them, scattering the blood waves in all directions.
During this period, Zhang Su had already fully restored her Immaculate Glazed Body to perfection.
She had even improved upon the weakness previously broken by Blood-Filth Aura, making it far more solid and complete.
The Thousand-Hand Guanyin Form shone flawless and pure white, spreading open like a peacock displaying its feathers.
One strike smashed a cultivator directly into the ground, splitting his skull and knocking him unconscious.
A Flower-Plucking Finger lifted the limp body like rotten mud and carried it far away from Fang Chang.
“Amitabha...”
Zhang Su was not trying to release tigers back into the mountains.
But those corrupted by demonic influence should be isolated and treated—not directly slaughtered like Fang Chang was doing.
White light poured from Zhang Su’s Thousand-Hand Guanyin Form like a waterfall.
She retained only a single hand seal among them—
The Vajra Demon-Subduing Seal.
Driven with soft force, it sought not slaughter, but suppression.
She selected the second cultivator.
That person was actually a young woman, panic written across her face as she collapsed beside a giant boulder, her legs too weak to even crawl away.
She looked little different from an ordinary mortal.
Compassion surfaced within Zhang Su’s expression. She had not yet mastered the 《Origin-Scent Method》 taught by Fang Chang and could not determine whether these people had truly fallen into demonic corruption.
But she still understood the logic of battlefields.
And she also understood how brutal Fang Chang’s methods were.
The Vajra Demon-Subduing Seal smashed down mercilessly.
Then suddenly, a Purification Altar Talisman swept through the air, its burning flame wrapped in strands of purple-black aura.
At this moment, the seal was only three feet... one foot... half a foot from the woman’s forehead.
Blood exploded.
A condensed blood wave smashed into the woman’s head, detonating it apart.
The seal remained only half an inch away.
Zhang Su saw Fang Chang’s face.
At some unknown moment, he had appeared behind the woman, his smile light and carefree.
The sound of flesh and bone exploding still echoed through the air.
She froze where she stood.
The light of the Thousand-Hand Guanyin Form trembled violently, like candlelight shaken by the wind.
Not far away, however, Song Zitan was excited.
She could not understand the conversation between Zhang Su and Fang Chang.
But Fang Chang had truly saved her life just now, exactly like the heroic rescues from romantic storybooks among mortals.
This level of bloodshed was utterly commonplace in the cultivation world.
And besides, those hypocritical One Brush Studio cultivators deserved death in the first place!
Taking a deep breath, she suppressed the surging emotions within her heart.
Then she helped her companion stand.
Excitedly, she cheered and shouted, “Kill them all, Senior Brother Fang!”
“Amitabha...”
Zhang Su’s voice turned hoarse.
She closed her eyes, then reopened them. Blood vessels were now clearly visible in her eyes.
She wanted to truly look at Fang Chang.
She desperately wanted to know how this man could treat the mortal world with such casual indifference.
But a streak of blood shot past beside her ear.
Accompanied by screams.
Zhang Su suddenly turned around and saw the cultivator restrained by the Thousand-Hand Guanyin pierced through the head by the Blood Thorn Cord.
“Focus on guarding the gate, Shigu Zhang.”
“Benefactor Fang...!”
Fang Chang still ignored her.
He turned and looked toward the final two cultivators.
Those two corrupted cultivators had already been frightened out of their wits. One collapsed onto the ground, trembling violently like a sieve, while the other crawled and rolled desperately toward the mountain pass exit, shrieking incoherently.
Zhang Su’s voice chased after him from behind, carrying a sharpness she had never shown before.
The Thousand-Hand Guanyin Form suddenly expanded massively. Dozens of arms shot outward simultaneously as white light condensed into solid chains that swept toward the remaining two cultivators.
She no longer intended to merely knock them unconscious.
She wanted to seize them.
No matter the cost, she wanted to save at least one before Fang Chang killed them.
But she failed.
The force of Blood Whale Devouring Tide surged forth.
Unlike the overwhelming tidal waves from before, this time it resembled deep ocean undercurrents—silent and invisible, yet devastatingly unstoppable.
The palm force transformed into a dark crimson afterimage that slipped directly through the gaps between Zhang Su’s white chains.
It struck the fleeing cultivator first.
That person was also a woman, eyes bloodshot, tears and snot streaming down her face.
As she fled, she turned her head back and saw the crimson afterimage, letting out a shrill scream.
Then her head exploded apart.
And the scream ended abruptly.
The cultivator collapsed on the ground had already broken down completely. Accompanied by shattered bones and brain matter from the woman, the crimson afterimage twisted through the air like a ghost before directly crushing a massive crater into his chest.
Zhang Su’s seal was too slow.
It stopped three inches before the cultivator.
Only a single breath too slow.
The Thousand-Hand Guanyin Form slowly scattered apart like sand along a beach.
She said nothing, lips pressed tightly together.
Fang Chang stood where he was as the circulation within the Blood Golden Core in his hand finally halted.
Unable to maintain the form of a Golden Core any longer, it dissolved into a puddle of filthy blood and splattered downward.
He burned another Purification Altar Talisman.
Orange flames danced brilliantly, utterly pure and clean.
The rite is complete, family.
“What a pity, Shigu Zhang. We only completed the first good deed of me killing people and exterminating demons.”
Zhang Su gritted her teeth and glared at him before lowering her head in sorrow and loneliness.
“Benefactor Fang need not mock this humble nun. I will not give up because of this.”
“Very good.”
Blood-scented wind swept through the air.
Accompanied by the chanting of salvation scriptures.
“Such villains don’t deserve salvation at all!”
After calming her companion, Song Zitan hurried over excitedly.
But upon seeing Fang Chang look toward her, she immediately composed herself, taking small graceful steps and putting on a dignified salute.
She possessed apricot eyes and peach-like cheeks, with an oval face smooth and pale as jade.
Yet restrained pride lingered at the corners of her mouth.
She truly did possess several degrees of beauty.
“Senior Brother Fang, thank you.”
“So Junior Sister Song came to Twin Su Manor as well. Had you said so earlier, we could have traveled together.”
“It was merely a sudden decision. I never expected to encounter such villains. If not for Senior Brother stepping in, Zitan truly wouldn’t know what I would’ve done...”
Her eyes reddened instantly, looking so pitiful that anyone would feel protective.
At this point, you should comfort me now, Senior Brother Fang.
“Hehe.”
Fang Chang merely smiled with traces of mockery.
Then he slightly stepped back half a pace.
He and sea queens were fundamentally incompatible. Back when he had still been ignorant, she had even scammed him out of Tai Sui Green Flesh worth five thousand yuan—
And that was five thousand in real life!
“Junior Sister Song has come to the wrong place. This area is not suitable for staying long. It would be best for Junior Sister Song to leave.”
Song Zitan heard the distance and mockery in his tone, her brows furrowing slightly.
“Senior Brother seems not to welcome me. Zitan does not understand why.”
“I absolutely do not mean that.”
“Is that so?”
Fang Chang’s tone flattened somewhat as well. “Junior Sister Song is overthinking things. I still have important matters to handle, so I shall take my leave here.”
Song Zitan had originally already begun regretting coming to Twin Su Manor, but now that Fang Chang refused to take the bait, displeasure surfaced in her heart, and a stubborn look appeared within her eyes.
“If Senior Brother has matters to attend to, then Zitan should remain behind to help all the more, so that I may repay Senior Brother’s kindness.”
“Junior Sister insists?”
“Naturally.”
Fang Chang shook his head helplessly.
Well, if you insisted on staying, then you could hardly blame him, Fang Chang.
And it certainly wasn’t because Fang Chang knew her personality and deliberately provoked her into staying over those lost five thousand yuan.