Only at the Mahayana Stage Does the Reversal System Appear - Chapter 288

Chapter 288: Paying Homage to the Blood River Ancestor

. This was Yu Feng’s second attempt at reaching the Nascent Soul stage. This time, not only was his foundation solidified, but he achieved it a month faster than in his previous life.

With Jiang Li’s guidance, this was a natural outcome.

Yu Feng and Wu Lian were worried about the founding ceremony a month later.

The Blood River Ancestor wouldn’t abuse his power for personal gain and again ask Xuanji Nation for mortals. However, demanding tribute from the mortal emperors on the eve of the founding ceremony was a request from the Celestial Sovereign, and no one could change it.

The Celestial Sovereign intended to activate the national defense formation with a million mortals, marking the opening ceremony of the founding ceremony a month later, leaving a significant mark in the history of the Tonggu Continent.

Even more terrifying, almost no cultivators, whether righteous or demonic, opposed this decision.

To them, mortals were like pigs and dogs; death was death. How could they object to the death of livestock?

Yu Feng had a deep understanding of death. The agony and despair that preceded it were the most torturous. They experienced this process repeatedly, nearly driving themselves mad.

He couldn’t understand why cultivators, who were all human, spoke the same language, and shared similar mindsets, drew such a sharp distinction between themselves and mortals, treating them as two separate species.

“Senior Jiang, I want to save someone.”

Jiang Li glanced sideways, a smile in his eyes.

This was the first time Yu Feng had attempted to save someone he had no connection with.

“Okay.”

He could tell Yu Feng was a kind person.

If someone knew that everything they did was meaningless, no matter how hard they tried, no matter what relationships they established, they would ultimately vanish in the passage of time, negating everything they had.

They would likely indulge themselves, resorting to any means necessary to become stronger, killing, killing endlessly.

A major reason the demonic path flourished on the Tonggu Continent, allowing for unchecked slaughter, was because blood sacrifices could so rapidly increase cultivation. Reaching the Foundation Establishment

stage through normal cultivation methods might take ten years.

But if one killed enough people and understood how to draw strength from their lives, one could reach the Foundation Establishment stage in a year, or even six months.

Not to mention the fact that blood sacrifices could break through bottlenecks and extend one’s lifespan.

Killing a thousand mortals can allow you to advance from the foundation-building stage to the golden elixir stage, and live a hundred years longer. Should you kill or not?

Jiang Yixing gave the answer.

The magic practice method is too tempting for cultivators.

But Yu Feng never does this. He cherishes every chance to live and every life.

When Jiang Li first came to Tonggu Continent, he watched Yu Feng die twice. Seeing his cautious practice method of not robbing or killing, he decided to help him.

Jiang Li had no reason not to help someone who sticks to the bottom line.

…

The Blood River Ancestor has been a little irritable recently.

The mortal emperor paid tribute to a million mortals, who were imprisoned in the dungeon. This is the most important item in the founding ceremony, and there can be no mistakes.

When the mortals learned that they would die on this trip, they cried bitterly and made noises all day long, which made the Blood River Ancestor upset.

He wanted to slap these noisy guys to death and give himself some peace and quiet, but he was the Minister of Rites appointed by the Heavenly Venerable and the organizer of the founding ceremony. If he killed these mortals, it would be a slap in the face of the Heavenly Venerable, and the Heavenly Venerable would probably use him as a sacrifice to activate the formation.

As the master of the Blood River Dharma, he couldn’t kill anyone he saw, and he was very depressed.

“What is this?” The Blood River Patriarch inspected the Heavenly Prison and spread his pressure to intimidate the mortals, asking them to be quiet.

But after he left, they would still cry and make a fuss.

The Blood River Patriarch was helpless. He couldn’t spread his spiritual sense all the time. Fragile mortals couldn’t withstand such pressure for a long time and would die.

“Master, there is someone outside who wants to see you. He said he has a good idea for the founding ceremony.” The boy reported to the Blood River Patriarch.

“Let him in.”

“Yu Feng greets the ancestor.”

“Tell me what you think.” The Blood River Ancestor slouched, his anger simmering. If this brat offered any frivolous suggestions, he’d be forced to resort to torture methods like ripping out the tendons and skin.

A twenty-one-year-old in the Nascent Soul stage was a genius.

He loved tormenting geniuses.

While not particularly adept at cultivation, the Blood River Ancestor had only managed to reach the Fusion stage because he had killed enough people.

Therefore, he loathed those geniuses.

“I was passing by the dungeon and heard mortals weeping, attracting the attention of many cultivators. I was wondering, if these cowardly mortals were to cry at the founding ceremony…”

Yu Feng’s words caught the Blood River Ancestor’s attention. “Tell me more.”

“The founding ceremony is such a grand occasion, a joyous occasion for the entire Tonggu Continent. Crying at that time would likely have a negative impact and displease the Celestial Venerable.”

“I can seal their mouths,” the Blood River Ancestor quickly thought of a solution.

“Old Ancestor is wise and far-sighted. Your plan is far better than mine,” Yu Feng complimented.

Yu Feng also felt a deep connection to the Blood River lineage. From the old woman making human meat buns, to Ma Pingfan, to the current Blood River Ancestor, he had come into contact with everyone from the lowest to the highest.

“What’s your plan?”

“Mortals are ignorant. We can educate them to be diehards of the Immortal Dynasty. Tell them that sacrificing themselves for the Immortal Dynasty is glorious, something to be proud of, a great deed that brings honor to their ancestors. Their death is the cornerstone of the Immortal Dynasty and has meaning.”

“It’s not unworthy for foolish mortals to cry out, ‘Heavenly Lord, may you be wise and may the Immortal Dynasty live forever,'”

Yu Feng’s plan was certainly better than the Blood River Ancestor’s, but he couldn’t say so. The capricious Blood River Ancestor might strike him to death.

This operation put Yu Feng in a dangerous position.

In the past, he would have avoided high-level cultivators, especially a murderous maniac like the Blood River Ancestor.

But this time, in order to save mortals, he could only get close to the Blood River Ancestor.

“Your method is somewhat interesting.” The Blood River Patriarch shook his head gently. “It’s a shame it’s meaningless. How could such ignorant mortals have such lofty ideals?”

“You’ve wasted my time. You deserve death.” The Blood River Patriarch raised his murderous intent towards Yu Feng. Frightened,

Yu Feng broke out in a cold sweat. “Wait, Ancestor! Yu Feng can educate mortals. If that doesn’t work, I’ll kill him.”

The Blood River Patriarch withdrew his hand.

“I’ll spare your life for now. If it doesn’t work, I’ll sacrifice you along with the rest of the mortals.”

“Thank you, Ancestor, for your mercy.” Yu Feng kowtowed excitedly,

as if he were mourning a dead person.

…

Yu Feng arrived in the dungeon. Men, women, the elderly, and children were all crying, cursing as they sobbed.

With only a month left to their deaths, they were completely hopeless.

Resistance was useless.

Tricks were useless.

Begging for mercy was useless.

“Everyone, there’s no need to be sad. You should be happy.”

Yu Feng’s words caught the attention of some.

Yu Feng placed amplified notes everywhere, allowing all mortals to hear his voice.

“You will not die. Instead, you will live forever as holy spirits, forever protecting the Immortal Dynasty.”

Hearing Yu Feng’s words, people were skeptical, eager to hear what this almighty monk was saying.

(End of this chapter)