Only at the Mahayana Stage Does the Reversal System Appear - Chapter 285

Chapter 285 Disgusting

On the way to Xuanji Country, Yu Feng survived several near-death experiences.

Ma Pingfan, deliberately forgetting he was still carrying Yu Feng, scratched the back of his head, and Yu Feng fell from the sky.

Yu Feng calmly pulled out the prosthetic wings he had prepared from his storage ring and glided through the air. Seeing that he couldn’t die, Ma Pingfan continued to carry him.

Ma Pingfan saw other cultivators in the Spiritualization Stage, deliberately picking a fight, hoping to kill Yu Feng in the aftermath of the battle.

Yu Feng calmly handed the spirit stone he had received from Taoist Tongchen to the other cultivator, asking him not to accidentally injure him during the fight. The cultivator, blinded by the money, simply stopped fighting.

Ma Pingfan even tried to fly high into the sky, suffocating Yu Feng.

Yu Feng calmly used the Tortoise Breathing Technique to stop breathing.

Ma Pingfan was speechless. Why was this kid so full of tricks?

Why couldn’t you just practice honestly? What’s the point of all these things? Can they really keep you alive… Oh, it seems they can.

Jiang Li sneered. “If you don’t start a catastrophe with a meteorite falling from the sky, and you still want to kill Yu Feng, what a foolish dream! “

Yu Feng thought to himself, “Luckily, Ma Pingfan can’t hear your words, old man. Otherwise, if he pushes Ma Pingfan into a corner and actually creates a meteorite, what will happen?   ”

… The king of Xuanji Kingdom hurried back to Xuanji Kingdom on   a flying boat. Upon returning, he asked his subordinates, “How many death row prisoners are still in the prison?” The king regretted asking. What was the point of asking the prisoners? Just a hundred   or so, a drop in the bucket. The subordinates were confused, but they cautiously reminded him, “Your Majesty, last month, for the princess’s wedding, you issued a general amnesty and released all the death row prisoners.”   Well, now there weren’t even a hundred left.   The king was anxious. Where could he find people? He couldn’t just draft 100,000 men from the Imperial City to die. There were only 800,000 people in the Imperial City. Losing one-eighth of that would cause unrest and insecurity.   ”Why are you so flustered, Your Majesty?” a bright voice called from outside the palace. When the king looked up, the voice’s owner was standing before him.   Xuanji Nation’s patron—the Corpse Dog Cult’s leader, Fu Shijun, possessed a Spiritual Transformation Stage.   ”Fu Shijun, save me,” the Nation’s leader pleaded with him, recounting the Blood River Ancestor’s request.   ”It seems the Blood River Ancestor is intent on punishing you.” Fu Shijun had also heard the story of the Blood River Ancestor’s battle with Old Master Du.   It could only be said that the Blood River Ancestor was taking his anger out on Xuanji Nation.   ”I originally came here to say goodbye and to inform you that the Corpse Dog Cult had relocated to the Immortal Dynasty. I never expected to encounter you.”   Fu Shijun shook his head. He had benefited greatly from Xuanji Nation over the years, and he felt it would be helpful to help him before he left.   ”People will undoubtedly be dissatisfied with you if they learn of this. You also want to leave a good reputation.”   ”One hundred thousand mortals is the capacity of a small city. I suggest you choose a city and offer all its inhabitants to the Blood River Ancestor.”   ”If there are fewer than a hundred thousand, add a few villages to make up the total. If there are more than a hundred thousand, don’t leave out the extras; offer them all!”   ”The tribute should be paid as a whole, from city to town and village. No one should be left out, lest any survivors tell others about this!”   ”Afterwards, say that demonic cultivators attacked and sacrificed the entire city.”   ”I can help you destroy the evidence.”   The monarch hesitated for a moment, then slowly nodded, agreeing that this was a good idea.   ”I don’t recommend this.” Ma Pingfan brought Yu Feng and Wu Lian to the palace.   ”Fellow Daoist Fu Shi.”   ”So it’s Fellow Daoist Ma Pingfan,” Fu Shijun greeted with a smile.   He and Ma Pingfan didn’t really get along, and there was a slight grudge, but in the Tonggu world, who would reveal their true feelings?   Fu Shijun protects Xuanji Country and is considered a righteous person. He is in natural opposition to the evil path of Ma Pingfan.   The standard of righteousness in the Tonggu world is very low. Take the Great Freedom Arhat as an example. He advocates killing people when he wants to and saving people when he wants to.   This is considered righteous.   As long as it is not purely advocating killing, it is considered righteous.   For example, the killer organization Death Bell Tower kills people for money. What they want is money, not killing people, which can also be considered righteous.   Jiang Li praised this standard of dividing the righteous and the evil from the bottom of his heart.   ”Flexible standard of righteousness.”   Ma Pingfan also disliked Fu Shijun. He felt that he was a real villain and Fu Shijun was a hypocrite.   ”I don’t know what fellow Daoist Ma Pingfan meant by this?” Fu Shijun knew that Ma Pingfan was a registered disciple of the Blood River Patriarch. His coming here was not a coincidence.   ”City folks are spoiled, fat, and overgrown. Even with a knife at their necks, they’ll only beg for mercy. How can they give the Blood River Ancestor the pleasure of slaughtering them?”   ”Is that what you mean?”   Ma Pingfan smiled cruelly. “Choose 100,000 hardworking, resilient rural folk. My Ancestor’s favorite thing to do is to see those armed in resistance and then crush them one by one like ants.”   Senior Sister Wu Lian glared at Ma Pingfan. Sure enough, these 100,000 people were just here to die.   What’s this about giving her an opportunity? It was all done to disgust her.   And he even tried to kill Junior Brother along the way. How could this bastard not get his comeuppance?!   Senior Sister Wu Lian even considered killing the bastard, but Yu Feng stopped her.   Given Ma Pingfan’s personality, if Senior Sister Wu Lian had made a move, he would have killed her without hesitation.   Ma Pingfan saw Senior Sister Wu Lian’s expression, and he was delighted. He loved the look of someone who hated him but couldn’t do anything about him.   Ma Pingfan naturally sat on the dragon throne, with Yu Feng and Wu Lian standing on either side like servants.   ”I think this area is good. With its poor mountains and bad water, it’s a good place to produce unruly people.” Ma Pingfan found a map and circled an area.   Yu Feng’s eyes were wide open.   His home was within the circle.   The villages were scattered, and they would have to eliminate dozens of them to reach a population of 100,000. This would be very troublesome for Xuanji Kingdom. It would be much easier to just move the entire city.

The Blood River Patriarch was pressing hard, and Xuanji Nation was slow to act. This might anger the Blood River Patriarch, who might continue to hinder Xuanji Nation.

“I wonder if this is the Blood River Patriarch’s intention, or…” the monarch asked tentatively.

“You can take a guess,” Ma Pingfan smiled, his depth hard to discern.

The monarch gritted his teeth and chose to believe Ma Pingfan’s words.

To gain a foothold in the Tonggu Continent, he must find support within the Immortal Dynasty; this might be an opportunity to gain the Blood River Patriarch’s appreciation.

“This matter has nothing to do with me. The Corpse Dog Cult is no longer the state religion of Xuanji Nation. The Corpse Dog Cult has a lot of baggage and needs further inventory. I’ll be leaving first.” Fu Shijun didn’t know if Ma Pingfan had any ulterior motives, and he didn’t want to get involved.

Less is more.

“Fu Shijun, you…” The monarch was dumbfounded. Without Fu Shijun’s help, relocating the village would take even longer.

“Immortal Master, look…” The monarch pleaded with Ma Pingfan for help. He figured that since Ma Pingfan had come up with the plan, he should be willing to help.

Ma Pingfan smiled and refused, “The ancestor asked you to prepare the tribute, and I dare not interfere directly.”

He came here to make things more difficult for Xuanji Kingdom, so how could he possibly help?

Yu Feng’s face was expressionless, but in his heart he wanted to cut Ma Pingfan into pieces.

“Senior Jiang, do you have a way to kill Ma Pingfan and save the village?”

“Yes.”

(End of this chapter)