Invincible Starting From Max Level Attributes
/ Invincible Starting from Max Level Attributes Chapter 1180 – Chapter 1180 Chapter 1206 A Smile Half
Chapter 1180: Chapter 1206: A Smile Half-Step So Spicy It Burns Through Your Gut! (First Update) Chapter 1180: Chapter 1206: A Smile Half-Step So Spicy It Burns Through Your Gut! (First Update) One would think that only Yang Zhen swindles others, where's the reason for him to be swindled by anyone else?
Seeing the near-obsequious smile on the man in black's face, Yang Zhen thought for a moment and said, “Run all the cultivation methods and martial skills in your body.”
The man in black was overjoyed and nodded hastily, then his face turned bitter as he said, “Young hero, my Divine Consciousness Space is still sealed.”
Oh, Yang Zhen had forgotten about that.
With Yang Zhen's understanding of the profound mysteries of heaven and earth, unless someone had the strength of a great emperor, they couldn't break the seal on the man in black's Divine Consciousness Space.
This was also why Yang Zhen felt secure letting the man in black get so close.
Upon hearing the man in black's words, Yang Zhen pondered for a moment and casually reached inside his own clothes and rubbed himself.
Mud cannot be rubbed off; Yang Zhen was quite a stickler for cleanliness.
However, creating an explosive, sky-flinging small chili pepper was still doable.
Yang Zhen fetched some small chili peppers from his storage ring, used for making cumin chili sauce. These peppers, from the azure-blue planet, were fiercely spicy. No one dared to swallow one whole; they were nicknamed “Fire Gutters.”
After preparing exactly five peppers, Yang Zhen used Golden Lotus Heavenly Fire to dry and grind them into powder, coated them with a layer of sugar, and tossed them to the man in black, saying, “Eat this!”
The man in black's face turned dramatically, staring at the “Fire Gutters” in his hand, his expression filled with misery. Seeing Yang Zhen glaring at him, he gritted his teeth, stamped his foot, and swallowed it, immediately seeing a burst of brightness before his eyes.
“It's… rather sweet,” said the man in black, his face trembling as he feebly smiled.
Yang Zhen glanced at the man in black and said, “Good medicine tastes bitter, poison is naturally sweet. Do you know what the Sao Saint has given you to eat?”
The man in black's face showed an enlightened yet despairing expression and asked, “I knew this pill was no ordinary one, yet I do not know its name or its poisonous effects.”
Yang Zhen nodded, patted the man in black, and quite satisfyingly unsealed his Divine Consciousness Space. After a long while, seeing that the man in black showed no reaction, he said, “This pill can only be concocted by this Sao Saint alone. It is called… Smiling Half-step Insane. In moments, you will feel a fire within your belly followed by intestinal colic, and then… death by explosive hemorrhaging.”
Smiling Half-step Insane!
Such a grand and imposing name, it must signify something grave.
The initial symptoms were tolerable, as many cultivation methods induced a fiery sensation in one's belly. Intestinal colic? What pain could that be?
It must be another form of abdominal pain, somewhat uncomfortable, but–what practitioner with such strength couldn't endure some pain?
However, upon hearing about dying from explosive hemorrhaging, the man in black's face turned drastically pale, and cold sweat started dripping. It was unclear whether it was from the “Fire Gutters” melting or sheer fright.
Just imagine–soaring mid-air when suddenly the poison bursts forth, spraying blood and chaos through the sky. How humiliating–that would be a disgraceful way to die, better to die quickly and cleanly.
Damn it, what a vicious and malicious young rogue, almost akin to the legendary evil cultivators.
Is this what happens when renegade practitioners encounter evil cultivators?
Seeing the shocked and despairing expression on the man in black's face, Yang Zhen patted his shoulder and said, “Rest assured, saving a life is better than building a seven-floor pagoda; the Sao Saint is not so fond of killing. After all, we have no grudges, just differing stands, right?”
Hearing Yang Zhen's words, the man in black nearly fell to his knees in gratitude, and hurriedly nodded, saying, “Yes, yes, no grudges, just different stands, different stands… What do you wish to know, young hero?”
Yang Zhen nodded, placing his hand on the shoulder of the man in black, and said, “Now relax and try to run the cultivation method you practice; let me see.”
That was simple; the man in black sighed in relief and began to circulate the cultivation method within his body.
Having already surrendered his cultivation methods and martial skills to Yang Zhen, and considering that renegade practitioners cared least about the Reverse Cultivation Techniques, which were viewed as heretical by other practitioners and never practiced even if handed out for free,
rarely did Yang Zhen find interest in this realm. If cultivated, wouldn't their stands become the same?
Thinking of this, the man in black became even more diligent in his cultivation, even displaying a bit of showmanship.
But the more Yang Zhen watched, the more astonished he became. No wonder those who defied heaven were called Practitioners of Reverse Cultivation Techniques; this was simply a struggle against the heavens.
In the world of cultivation, most Practitioners pursued harmony with the heavenly will, and even their cultivation of techniques was progressive, never rash. They would cultivate when possible, and if not, they would comprehend the universe and gradually proceed.
However, Reverse Cultivation Techniques were different; they were practically about plundering, plundering the power of the universe to store within the body to enhance one's strength.
Yang Zhen's eyes widened more and more. With such cultivation, it would be odd if heaven and earth could tolerate these scoundrels–actually, it wasn't even about being tolerated by heaven and earth.
Plainly speaking, the difference between Practitioners who comply with heavenly will and those who defy it was like this: during stormy weather with thunder and lightning, compliant Practitioners cultivate inside thatched cottages at the mountain's base, progressively moving forward.
Whereas those defying heaven are much more direct. They literally wear metal armor, wield metal swords, and stand on mountain tops to curse the heavens, saying, “Pah, damn old heaven, I want to plunder your power, strike me if you can.”
With such juvenile actions, it's no wonder that the heavens want to strike you.
Damn, Yang Zhen almost laughed out loud watching this.
Those who comply with heavenly will must undergo tribulations, and in the end, can't avoid being struck by lightning. You guys, on the other hand, go looking for storms to climb to the mountaintop and provoke the lightning with your sword?
Is this what Reverse Cultivation Techniques are?
Yang Zhen pondered for a moment, his face filled with confusion, then shifted his gaze back to the man in black.
This look genuinely gave Yang Zhen a shock.
No wonder these men in black, even though they were just a step away from a breakthrough, were far inferior to the likes of Sword Demon and Dao Mo in terms of aura.
Their bodies were probably already riddled with holes. Yang Zhen was genuinely impressed that they dared to continue cultivating with such physical condition.
The man in black looked bewilderedly at Yang Zhen as his face changed colors, not daring to speak, even less to start a conversation.
Who knew what background Yang Zhen had and how he cultivated; just a Saint Realm Practitioner, yet using those Door Plank Giant Swords to overwhelm someone on the brink of a breakthrough, rendering him unable to lift his head.
However, there was still an undeniable expression of discontent on the man in black's face.
Seeing the thoughts on the man in black's face, Yang Zhen asked, “What, feeling a bit dissatisfied?”
The man in black helplessly nodded and said, “I wasn't able to demonstrate even one-fifth of my strength.”
After speaking, the man in black put on a look as if he feared Yang Zhen wouldn't believe him, but to his surprise, Yang Zhen nodded and said, “That is indeed quite regrettable.”
The reason Yang Zhen said this was because the man in black wasn't wrong at all.
From a certain perspective, the man in black really hadn't exhibited his true strength, and although claiming one-fifth was a bit exaggerated, it wasn't impossible that he could kill Yang Zhen. Perhaps he could even defeat true powerhouses like Sword Demon in one strike.
Those who defy heaven do mix their cultivation, but once they go all out, their explosive power is frighteningly large.
Because they were different from people like Yang Zhen and could use some method to unleash all the power in their bodies in an instant.
It was equivalent to… unleashing the power of a heavenly tribulation all at once, not just one lightning bolt after another, but releasing all their power simultaneously.
This… just thinking about it was a bit terrifying.
Yang Zhen pondered for a moment, his eyes growing brighter. Was there any room to maneuver in this?
Damn, if he really succeeded, he would be the first of his kind in history.
Chapter end
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