Chen Yan glanced at the iron jar: "Is this the Magical Artifact where you nurture the new Ghost Body? To host a Ghost Spirit, even if their fate is aligned, further modifications are necessary. So this is an altar for nurturing the Ghost Nurturing Body!
In this jar, there is a prepared next ’Zhong Hongliang’! Additionally, to nurture the host for the Ghost Spirit, it’s best to use the Soul of a cultivator with cultivation, using the Power of the Soul as nourishment to foster the Spiritual Sense of this host body, so that the future possession will be more compatible... Ha! Good tactic.
So, you killed Huang Mingyi, snatched his Soul, and used the Power of his Soul as nutrients to nurture your host body.
Hmm, who is the person in this jar? An innocent passerby? A citizen? A beggar? Eh? Something’s not right..."
Chen Yan’s eyes turned, he burst out laughing: "I understand, I understand... In the jar, it’s Huang Mingyi’s eldest disciple, right? The cultivation techniques of the master and disciple share the same origin, making it more compatible.
But... why does Huang Mingyi’s eldest disciple just happen to meet the conditions for your host body?
It can’t just be a coincidence, right?"
The old man’s face was cold and said indifferently "I might as well tell you. Huang Mingyi’s eldest disciple, I had found him years ago as the next candidate.
Him becoming Huang Mingyi’s disciple was guided by me secretly. Nurturing the Ghost Body requires the Soul of a cultivator as nutrients. This cultivator, if both the Ghost Body and the cultivator have cultivation, and from the same origin, becomes naturally more compatible.
Huang Mingyi is a rightful disciple, his cultivation technique is decent, and his cultivation was solid. After he came to Port City and knew me, I had already chosen him as nourishment early on.
After finding the nourishment, I then guided the candidate to become Huang Mingyi’s disciple—this wasn’t hard, with just a little manipulation, he would go to Huang Mingyi to learn arts.
Huang Mingyi taught him the cultivation technique, both master and disciple cultivated the same technique, over a long period, the nourishment and the Ghost Body becomes more compatible, why not do it?"
Chen Yan sighed: "So that’s how it is... you arranged everything early on. It’s just that neither of them noticed, one learning arts, one teaching arts, but didn’t know you secretly pulled the strings."
"By the way, Huang Mingyi died early also because of you." The old man said coldly with a smile: "Originally, I didn’t intend to use Huang Mingyi’s master and disciple so early, but you broke my spell for stealing fate, making Zhong Hongliang’s body unable to last, so I had to kill Huang Mingyi earlier than planned. When you broke my spell for stealing fate, did you ever think it would cause another person’s death? Karmic retribution, naturally, it is counted on you!"
Chen Yan listened, his eyebrows moved slightly!
Then he laughed aloud: "Trying to disturb my mind? Ha! The person was killed by you! The scheme was set by you! I did not harm Huang Mingyi even a bit, and now you want to blame it on me?"
He slowly stretched out his right thumb towards himself: "Sorry, but I, being bound by money, bound by women. But damn it, I am not bound by morals!"
Suddenly, a sentence floated in his mind, and he said loudly: "I broke your method of stealing fate, to save people!! If because of this, Heaven wants to blame Huang Mingyi’s death, this karmic retribution on me, then Heaven is blind!"
The old man squinted his eyes, suddenly sighed lightly: "Junior, seeing your strong will... Forget it, you may leave today, I’ll let you go out of talent, you may go."
Chen Yan heard it, but deliberately let the stick fall on the iron jar, laughing: "Ha!"
He stared at the old man: "Idiot old man, you think I’m easy to deceive? Out of talent? You spare Tom’s talent!
You came here, talked so much with me, but not rushed to act... are you particularly merciful?
Don’t you know bad people die from talking too much?
Because this iron jar is your lifeblood, I’ve been standing here, the stick hitting it back and forth, so you dare not act directly, afraid I might break your iron jar with one hit!
Saying you’ll let me go, actually you want to trick me away, once I’m far from the iron jar, you will spare me?"
Speaking of which, Chen Yan suddenly raised the stick in his hand, the old man indeed turned pale, shouting: "Stop!!"
Chen Yan’s eyes suddenly flashed fiercely, Primordial Qi infused into his left hand, the stick struck the iron jar ferociously!
The old man roared, his figure suddenly turned into a wind rushing forward!
Seeing him instantly at Chen Yan’s face, Chen Yan gave a strange smile, right hand thumb pointing at him!
Primordial Energy Version of the Six Meridian Divine Sword · The Ultimate Thumb!
The old man’s momentum at its end, moreover heading towards Chen Yan, this ultimate thumb sword strike made him unable to avoid, immediately a stream of Primordial Qi pierced his chest!
The old man roared, his figure didn’t retreat but advanced, chest pierced by the stream of Primordial Qi, blood spurted out, mixed with black smoke!
He already pounced at Chen Yan, ten fingers spread out, grabbing towards Chen Yan’s neck.
Chen Yan’s left hand stick immediately blocked, a cracking sound, the stick in his hand shattered into pieces of wood crumbs under the old man’s fingers! Chen Yan blocked for a moment, his figure swiftly retreated, Escape Rune Technique fully deployed, felt the old man’s fingers swipe past in front.
With a hiss, Chen Yan narrowly avoided his neck, but the fabric on his chest was torn, the old man’s hand surrounded by black smoke, the fabric in his hand instantly turned to ash.