Chapter 766 - 764: Cannibal Cultivation
To destroy the West Mountain Evil Buddha, a good plan is needed.
Mo Lin was able to kill Huang Shang partly due to luck.
But when it comes to destroying West Mountain, it’s all about true skill.
Mo Lin sat on a stone, gazing into the distance.
The events of old days surfaced in the depths of his mind.
Perhaps it’s because he’s too idle now.
Figures from the past keep floating up in his mind.
Cui Xinyun left with the Heaven-Filling Stone and never returned to the East District.
Yun Xue’xue, I have no idea where she’s cultivating nowadays!
No news at all.
Then there’s Luo Xiaoxiao, she should be in the East District.
Mo Lin has been back for so long, yet has never seen her.
Mo Lin raised his hand, and black characters appeared in his palm.
This is the cultivation method that Wan Foli previously offered to Mo Lin.
Mo Lin had been busy before and had no time to explore this cultivation method.
Now, as Mo Lin calmed his mind, he finally had the time to investigate this technique.
The black words rushed into Mo Lin’s mind.
Instantly, words and images of cultivation appeared in Mo Lin’s mind.
"Ugh... ugh..."
Mo Lin retched instinctively.
Mo Lin couldn’t accept the content of this cultivation method for a while.
It’s not that Mo Lin was timid or sheltered.
It’s that this cultivation technique is just too inhumane.
Wan Foli wasn’t wrong; this is indeed a cultivation method.
But this cultivation method is utterly baffling.
This has transcended human actions.
Just the images appearing in his mind made Mo Lin want to retch.
Normal cultivation involves gradual accumulation.
Or incense and wish power.
This cultivation technique requires the use of humans.
Cannibal Cultivation, with scenes in the technique extremely inhumane.
Mo Lin isn’t a saint.
Nor someone who likes to pretend.
It’s just physiological disgust.
This cultivation method is too inhumane.
There are many steps involved.
Condensing human essence, or alchemy, or live sacrifices.
If he really followed the method as described,
Mo Lin would even question if he’s still human.
Mo Lin seriously thought about it and decided to give up this cultivation method.
In the following days, Mo Lin stayed at Taiyue Mountain, familiarizing himself with a wisp of divinity from the True Monarch of Pure Origin and Profound Dao.
After completing these things, Mo Lin set off for West Mountain.
If he could meet Xin Ziruo, that would be better; if not, he would settle the score with the West Mountain Evil Buddha.
A grudge nearly ten years old is finally nearing its end.
Taiyue Mountain is very far from West Mountain.
It would take three days to reach West Mountain.
In the azure sky, more black mist has gathered.
Rather than clouds, it’s more like resentment.
This is the resentment gathered after people died.
It’s a mix of disbelief emotions that can condense such resentment.
How many people must die to create such immense resentment?
Mo Lin spent a whole day passing through many towns and city areas.
Yet he saw no one.
Though everyone suffered persecution from the evil Buddha before, it wasn’t to the extent of not encountering a single soul.
There was an ominous aura everywhere.
Mo Lin arrived at Dragon City.
This is the road one must pass to get to West Mountain.
Dragon City used to be bustling, but now, for some reason, it’s entirely desolate.
Not a trace of human presence.
"Bang!"
A dark shadow frantically collided with Mo Lin.
Mo Lin looked down to see a young woman.
Her clothes were very dirty, but her cheeks were tender, likely just reaching adulthood.
"Hurry up and run."
The young girl grabbed Mo Lin’s hand and said, "Run quickly.
If we don’t run, we’ll become their food."
Mo Lin felt a chill in his heart.
Their food?
Why does this sentence sound so strange?
"What happened?" Mo Lin asked the girl.
"Dead... they are all dead... my parents, my brother, my family are all dead."
The young girl cried, tears streaming down her face.
"They were all made into pills and consumed."
"Hey..." A scolding voice sounded, the speaker was a middle-aged man.
"Little brother, this is Dragon City, isn’t it inappropriate for you to come here and snatch resources?"
The middle-aged man questioned Mo Lin.
"Resources?" Mo Lin frowned slightly.
He had been out for less than half a month, how has so much happened that he’s unaware of?
"Stop pretending, such a good specimen, the pill refined from her would definitely be top-grade."
The middle-aged man slowly said to Mo Lin, "Here, I’ll give you a low-grade Human Pill in exchange for this girl."
The young girl was so scared that she became limp on the ground, looking at Mo Lin with terror.
Her eyes were filled with fear and she trembled all over.
Mo Lin smelled a urine odor.
The young girl was too frightened; her pants were wet.
"Human Pill?"
Mo Lin remembered encountering people who used humans to refine pills before.
But those people were called evil cultivators.
"Isn’t what you’re doing that of an evil cultivator?" Mo Lin asked the middle-aged man.
The middle-aged man seemed to hear the funniest joke of his life.
"What era is it now, still playing the tricks from over a decade ago?
What evil cultivator or not.
Cannibal pills can cultivate immortality." The middle-aged man had completely lost his senses to the idea of cultivation.
Without any trace of humanity.
Mo Lin didn’t understand why the age changed so quickly.
Is cannibal cultivation normal now?
Is this adaptability?
"Not smart?"
The middle-aged man scolded Mo Lin: "Coming to Dragon City to snatch resources.
You think we’re easy to bully?"
Just as the middle-aged man’s words fell.
"Smack!"
Mo Lin swung and slapped, sending teeth flying.
The middle-aged man’s face was deformed from the hit.
"I’m sorry."
The middle-aged man immediately changed his attitude.
"Easy to bully, we’re easy to bully."
"Where is Fu Qian?" Mo Lin asked the middle-aged man.
"Fu Qian is now the master of Dragon City.
I’ll take you to meet her."
The middle-aged man led Mo Lin to see Fu Qian.
Fu Qian, wearing a black and grey cheongsam, had the allure of a mature woman.
Her hair was tied up high, her lips a light red color.
"Lord Mo Lin, why are you here?"
Fu Qian welcomed Mo Lin respectfully after seeing him.
"What’s happening in Dragon City?" Mo Lin asked curiously.
Fu Qian glanced at the man beaten bloodied by Mo Lin, then looked back at Mo Lin and asked.
"What’s wrong? What are you referring to?"
After thinking for a moment, Fu Qian said, "Are you talking about the cultivation affair?
Thanks to your blessing, I’ve now grasped the path of cultivation completely.
I can now condense pseudo-immortal qi.
Moreover, my leg is no longer lame."
"Do you want a Human Pill?
I can give you the finest human pill."
Mo Lin frowned tightly.
He once generously gave Fu Qian the method of cultivation.
But Mo Lin never expected that the cultivation method would turn out to be cannibal cultivation.
"What’s wrong?" Seeing Mo Lin’s unpleasant expression, Fu Qian asked him in confusion.
"Why use cannibal cultivation?" Mo Lin questioned.
"This is the cultivation method you passed on to me!
Moreover, in the entire East District, everyone is now using cannibal cultivation."
Fu Qian slowly said to Mo Lin, "They’re all using cannibal cultivation. If we don’t use it,
our power won’t match theirs.
Then we would die at the hands of others, be humiliated.
If we don’t want to be humiliated, we have to join the cannibal cultivation."