Cultivation towards immortality, starting from being a fisherman

Chapter 130: Chapter 104 This Ghostly God Can’t Possibly Be Any Righteous God!_2

After all, on Water Blue Star, where there are no Transcendents, a fake dragon is still a dragon!

The might of the dragon was more than enough to deal with these mortals who lacked the corresponding resistance.

Even if they encountered a modern cruiser.

As long as Big Black Fish’s Chi Wen got close, once the Dragon Mighty was unleashed, victory was certain!

It was this revelation.

That gave Su Ping a bold idea.

As the Big Black Fish’s Chi Wen approached the three men to carry out his orders, using Water Series magic to leave written messages in the air.

Su Ping went to the Spirit Light Fish Pond and drew one milliliter of fake dragon blood from a Flowing Patterned Fake Dragon Fish.

Then, Jin Mingjun and the others, who were kneeling on the ground, suddenly saw the Black Dragon Fish get even closer.

The bloody aura from the fish’s mouth was so potent they felt like vomiting.

[You’re too weak, as slaves of the master, you are truly too weak!]

[Such fragile bodies, how can you complete the master’s tasks?]

Jin Mingjun and the others saw the messages appearing in front of the fish’s mouth.

As their mouths opened slightly, wanting to say something, they saw the size and Dragon Mighty of the Big Black Fish and wisely kept their mouths shut.

However, the next message made them all shudder with urgency.

[I grant you a drop of my dragon blood, strengthen yourselves and serve your master well!]

[Remember, you must not use this power outside of serving the master, or… it would be a breach of the contract!]

Seeing the word “contract,” the three, feeling as if they had sold their souls, shuddered and dared not dismiss it, remembering it well.

In the blink of an eye, a drop of fake dragon blood flew out and entered Jin Mingjun’s mouth.

The next second, Jin Mingjun let out the loudest scream in his history.

He curled up and rolled around on the ground continuously.

In Su Ping’s vision.

As the fake dragon blood took effect.

High-quality Spiritual Energy from the Pot Cave Heaven rapidly surged into Jin Mingjun the Priest’s body, playing a critical role.

Simultaneously, Jin Mingjun’s body began a transformation, with every cell thirsting for a massive amount of energy.

Luckily, Su Ping was not lacking in energy.

As the Big Black Fish’s Chi Wen let out a dragon’s roar.

First, the Wind Control Skill suppressed the rolling Jin Mingjun and forced him to open his mouth,

A stream of water flew in from the mist and poured into Jin Mingjun’s mouth under the water control ability of the Big Black Fish.

This water was mixed with a large amount of sugar and starch.

After his belly was filled, as the energy was rapidly absorbed,

Jin Mingjun’s body emitted a great deal of steam as he expelled the excess water.

Afterward, Jin Mingjun passed out.

Sect Hierarch Li Yongxiu, after receiving a toolbox, left what they considered to be the secret realm of the Ghostly God Spirit Realm.

Phosphor Church office.

Sect Hierarch Li Yongxiu, looking at the passed-out Jin Mingjun, couldn’t hide the envy and jealousy in his eyes.

But soon, the jealousy turned to horror.

He noticed that Jin Mingjun was losing hair, and as he became bald, small, black, rudimentary horns appeared on his forehead.

Their strange shape looked less like dragon horns and more like the underdeveloped horns of a little devil.

Black scales also appeared on his arms.

As they emerged only on the arms, they gave the impression of a skin illness.

Su Ping, hidden on the side, observed Jin Mingjun:

“As expected, dragon blood is domineering. Even the smallest effective dose could cause a human body to transform.”

“Moreover, after the transformation by dragon blood, not only does his body require a great deal of energy to maintain, but it also needs regular infusions of Spiritual Energy.”

“Otherwise, degradation will occur, and eventually, the abilities will revert entirely to those of a mortal.”

“Without cultivation, their potential will not be realized, their power won’t be strong, and the potency and duration of their spells won’t live up to expectations.”

“Aside from seeming saintly before others, in actual combat, they would only get outperformed by my Health Care Skill-learning Registered Disciples.”

Jin Mingjun, groggily waking up, also noticed the changes in himself and his complexion drastically changed.

Sect Hierarch Li Yongxiu immediately stepped forward to comfort him, and upon inquiring, discovered that some Talent Magic had emerged in the other’s mind.

Then, after demonstrating for a while, although the amount of fake dragon blood was too little, making the wind and water control skills appear more like tricks than legitimate spells,

for Sect Hierarch Li Yongxiu, who delved deep into this path,

such abilities were already attractive enough to draw many other groups to join his own.

Recalling the instructions from that ghostly servant, the Big Black Fish, he hurriedly opened the toolbox he brought back and, after seeing the plan on the silk,

the Sect Hierarch began to understand why that benevolent and wise servant had bestowed Jin Mingjun with that bit of transcendent power.

He also recalled the data related to the temple in Nepal.

After realizing that the existence of the mysterious being was a critical point of reality,

many things originally speculated in his mind found better explanations.

And after this experience, Sect Hierarch Li Yongxiu became even more convinced that this ghostly god was definitely not any righteous deity!

If not a devil, then certainly a demon, or at least a kindred of a fallen angel.

Gathering the Church for a Magic Meeting, letting believers pray and such, perform exorcisms and the like, were all just facades; most likely necessities for some special ritual!

Such things were repeatedly documented in the small stories of the Demon’s Book.

The demon, in order to complete a certain ritual, pretended to be a great benefactor and accumulated merit by doing good deeds, accomplishing nine hundred and ninety-nine acts of kindness.

Then… once the ritual was complete and they acquired the Divine Object or released something, the demon would take the souls of tens of thousands of people, with interest, to suffer in Hell.

Li Yongxiu looked at Jin Mingjun and his brothers; their eyes met.

The Sect Hierarch knew that all three of them were clever people, who had all noticed that the silk held part of the dreadful ritual of that evil ghostly deity!

As for what to do next,

As clever individuals, their natural choice was to follow the instructions to the letter, even striving to do better and show their value to the ghostly god.

After all, they were just miserable mortals who had sold their souls.

In such a helpless situation, they could not be blamed for abetting a tyrant.

Phosphor Church experienced a drastic change overnight.

Just when other sects thought that Sect Hierarch would use Jin Mingjun and others to gain popularity,

they were shocked to find the Sect Hierarch leading his people out of the Capital District.

After returning to their main base, they immediately began publicity work,

and one day later, they held a large mass that only core believers could participate in.

The effect of this mass was unexpectedly good.

According to information obtained by well-informed individuals,

Out of the hundreds present, almost half donated a large sum on the spot,

and nearly all attendees joined the subsequent promotional process, making the scale of the next ritual something to look forward to.

So much so that those familiar with church affairs began to suspect that perhaps all those hundreds of people were shills!

It wasn’t some Demon Suppression ritual on Hell Island, why was there such exaggerated flair in the real world?

And Su Ping, too, was in the great hall of the Phosphor Church’s main base, which had been transformed earlier, prepared with the Demon Suppression Array to gather faith and purify the Sealing Magic Artifact.

At the first ritual,

Sect Hierarch Li Yongxiu, using Korean to recite the guide text, Su Ping also made many adaptations according to the circumstances, changing Buddha to Angel, even to Angel King.

Evil Spirits were described as evil objects created by extraterrestrial demons and devils,

transforming it into the narrative of the Angel King descending to Earth to purify the malevolent objects left by demons, and to pierce through the schemes of devils.

Now, at this moment, they needed their devoutly praying believers to offer their own strength and contribute to a bright future!

Accompanied by the solemn and sacred music, the lights in the hall,

as well as the blindness of the crowd and most crucially, Jin Mingjun hiding in his cloak, modestly casting spells,

a chill wind brought a flock of origami cranes that circled around the Sect Hierarch,

then, as they were pre-soaked with oil, easily ignited and fell, creating astonishing, unbelievably flawless little tricks.

Although they didn’t receive the same kind of transcendent scripture blessing as the Great Compassion Temple,

they gained the subtle influence on the subconscious through minor tricks and the tiniest bit of fake Dragon Mighty.

Even without Su Ping’s further assistance, the ritual still offered quite a number of qualified exorcistic thoughts,

forcing Su Ping to acknowledge the professionalism of this Korean team.

A Merit Field that could operate automatically without his help was indeed a good Merit Field!

Not to mention that this Merit Field could operate better and better over time.

And, worried about the current situation in the Immortal Cultivation World, in order to exchange for Divine Skills faster and thus establish Foundation Establishment sooner for self-preservation powers!

Su Ping had decided in his heart to develop this Merit Field well, allowing it to meet his needs in a short amount of time!