Oceans were akin to a pool of infinite magical energy to ordinary humans.
Yang Tian smiled. “Look down.”
“What? You can scorch mountains and oceans? Come on.”
Yang Tian blasted a streak of Triad Divine Fire from his finger, creating a gorge!
“Oh my god…”
Yang Tian flicked the fire back whist thrusting a finger. Countless fish, including a shark, dropped down. The fishes were confused as to what just happened.
“You can do it,” remarked Qing Xiaoyue.
Yang Tian recalled his journey as a cultivator.
Yang Tian smiled. “Of course. It just depends if you’re willing to work hard enough.”
Qing Xiaoyue extended her arms and excitedly cried, “I will. I’ll become a queen and scorch mountains and oceans.”
Yang Tian poked Qing Xiaoyue on the forehead. Then, they took off to another nation. He noticed Merit’s disintegration rate decreased markedly in the new country, so he knew he found his target. He wandered around for a while before locking onto a target. When he landed inside a building, he startled the two guards in black. With a wave of his hand, they passed out.
As they walked in the dark, they suddenly heard a thick door shatter. Sunlight brightened the palace inside. They heard, “Who is the son of a gun disturbing me now?!”
The cult leader tried to store away Flimsy Life and Death only to find he could not move. He watched Yang Tian approach with his eyebrows furrowed. The cult leader was going to lash out, but he saw a deity behind Yang Tian. Said deity was Qing Xiaoyue enveloped in Merit. The cult leader trembled, fearing god came to punish him. He stammered, “G-Goddess…”
Yang Tian stole a glance of Flimsy Life and Death, then revealed a frigid expression. He had yet to make sense of how the cult leader could wield Flimsy Life and Death.
Qing Xiaoyue thundered, “He’s the one who cast it on me!”
The cult leader felt a chill go down his spine when the supposed goddess brayed. Qing Xiaoyue did not hesitate to boot his crotch. Face pale, he screamed out. He pleaded, “Please forgive me for sinning, Goddess, please.”
“Shut up!” thundered Qing Xiaoyue, still angry about the assassination attempt.
The cult leader questioned why a deity would curse. He wondered if he had sinned too much.
“Red Cult Leader, my foot. How dare you try to kill me?!” Qing Xiaoyue pulled the cult leader up by his collar and beat his socks off. She never though a complete stranger would try to harm her.
“What?! You’re Qing Xiaoyue?!” exclaimed the cult leader, astonished he cursed a deity.
Yang Tian performed a finger thrust at the cult leader’s forehead, extracting the latter’s memories, thereby learning the cult leader only coincidentally picked up Flimsy Life and Death. The cult leader accidently stained Flimsy Life and Death with his blood and activated when he found it. It sounded too easy to be true. Hence, Yang Tian tried reciting Dao Scripture to get a response from Flimsy Life and Death.
Once Yang Tian sensed a response, he shut his eyes and entered another dimension. The palace he arrived at was bogged down by immense Death Qi. He looked around to discover Red Cult Leader squatting on the throne in front. He was glad the devils did not pick up the book. He fired an eye beam, vanquishing the cult leader’s Divine Soul.
Yang Tian dripped a drop of blood from his hand onto the throne. A clone of himself quickly materialised. That explained how the cult leader managed to operate the book. The spirit of Flimsy Life and Death was vanquished ages ago. The cult leader only managed to wield thanks to a stroke of luck.
Yang Tian scanned through the book and then picked up the brush to write his name. Qing Xiaoyue hastily intervened. “Are you crazy? What are you writing your name in it for?”
The cult leader seemingly showed regret. “That is Flimsy Life and Death, a treasure from China. Don’t write your name in it.”
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