I Only Stomp on Weaklings

"There’s only one left."

Chen Ming had killed seventeen First Grade criminals in a row, his eyes bloodshot, and pushed open the last door only to find it empty inside.

"Where’s the person?"

His previously heated mind suddenly cooled significantly.

Something’s wrong!

He became a bit alert in his heart.

This key, he got from the prison supervisor killed by Zhou Yuan, was the only set. According to reason, the prisoners in this cell would only be able to escape by violently breaking open the cell door.

Yet this door was perfectly intact.

Could it be that the prisoner inside was just taken away?

At this moment, Princess Lingyu suddenly said, "Did you feel it?"

"What?"

"A powerful yet evil Divine Sense."

At this juncture, Chen Ming suddenly felt a malaise, sensing a wave of malice coming his way, as well as that powerful yet evil Divine Sense.

That feeling was dark and damp, chillingly slippery, like being stared at by a venomous snake.

He couldn’t help but gasp in shock.

This evil Divine Sense was familiar to him, much like a thread of the Immortal Demon Venerable’s Primordial Spirit earlier.

Could it be the Undying Sect?

I’m doomed, they really are targeting me!

Chen Ming thought, luckily, he was decisive enough, killing all the criminals here in one go, reaping over thirty million experience points.

With such vast experience points, I’m confident enough to deal with the current crisis.

Princess Lingyu said solemnly, "This is not a Martial Artist’s Divine Sense. It’s a Cultivator? Evil Cultivator? No, it’s the Longevity Sect, the Undying Sect!"

She gripped the sword in her hand tightly, her eyes showing a hint of peculiarity, "It seems the rumors are true. A thread of the Immortal Demon Venerable’s Primordial Spirit has escaped suppression, starting to wreak havoc on the world."

From her tone, Chen Ming discerned a hint of excitement, thinking it’s no wonder the Commandery Princess of her status was imprisoned in the Heavenly Prison.

"Fourth Sister, put this on."

Princess Lingyu took out a white jade pendant from her arms, handed it to Princess Mingyu, and advised, "Those from the Undying Sect are best at bewildering the mind, be careful not to be entranced. I wouldn’t want to personally deal with you."

"Mm."

Princess Mingyu tightly clenched the jade pendant in her hand, nodding vigorously. She knew this elder sister would say what she means, and truly, if bewitched by the Undying Sect, the elder sister would personally send her off.

"Gu Xianyu, the same goes for you. If you get confused by that demon, I will personally kill you."

Chen Ming glanced at her and saw her confidence, saying, "If Your Highness gets possessed, I won’t kill you, but will knock you out and hand you over to the Heavenly Master Mansion."

"I appreciate your confidence, but pity, your cultivation is too low. The opponent is about to condense a Yang Spirit, halfway into the Divine Treasure Realm. No matter how high your swordsmanship is, how miraculous your body technique, your Divine Sense is too poor. I fear at a mere glance, your mind will be captured."

Princess Lingyu’s tone carried some regret, such an unparalleled prodigy, set to fall here.

Initially, she had hoped to spar with him when he reached First Grade.

What a shame.

"Ha ha ha——"

Just then, a rampant laugh echoed, "Boy, you really have to thank me. Killing so many First Grades made it effortless for me to transcend this barrier and achieve the Yang Spirit. Saved me a lot of work."

This voice seemed to come from all directions, making it impossible to locate its position.

Chen Ming asked, "Are you after me?"

"Indeed, someone asked me to kill you. But I’ve changed my mind. With a Second Grade body, you slay First Grades like chickens. Such a prodigy, killing you is too wasteful. I’ll take this body.

"At that time, I’ll dual cultivate in Martial Arts and make my body reach the Divine Treasure Realm, then who on earth can be my match?"

The voice grew more and more crazy.

Chen Ming had encountered many from the Longevity Sect, long understanding their nature.

To put it bluntly, it’s rapid growth in strength, lacking tempering in temperament, magnifying character flaws.

Especially the Undying Sect, they strengthen by devouring others’ Primordial Spirits, at least they can digest if the cultivation is lower than theirs.

This person was originally First Grade, and devoured seventeen peers’ Primordial Spirits at once, surely overstuffed, how much sanity could he still maintain?

Calm and unhurried, Chen Ming utilized the time while speaking to add thirty million experience points to the "Five Elements True Skill (Missing)" and raised its level to 87.

At this moment, he was processing the impact of the skyrocketing strength.

Standing not far away, Princess Lingyu seemed to sense something, glanced at him with a suspicious look.

"I’ll first dispose of those two meddling women."

As soon as the words fell, Chen Ming felt the entire world darken. Nothing was visible.

The surroundings seemed to become a black hole, Divine Sense couldn’t extend out.

"Is this akin to the Sword Domain? Able to isolate Divine Sense?"

He thought to himself.

Presumably, this half-step Yang Spirit, although not completely clear-headed, retained battle instincts, knowing they weren’t easy to deal with, thus planning to break them one by one.

Currently, his five senses seemed to be sealed, he couldn’t hear anything, see anything.

This was purely a realm crush; in terms of Divine Sense, it was indeed his biggest shortcoming. Such a vast gap, nearly two great realms behind.

Fortunately, the opponent hasn’t taken the final step yet, hasn’t undergone the baptism of thunder tribulation, and hasn’t truly achieved a Yang Spirit. Otherwise, he’d have no choice but to await death.

"Luckily, a few days ago, I learned a Secret Technique specially for slaying ghostly spirits from Wangchenzi."

Chen Ming opened the panel and saw "Godslaying Needle (Third Layer 46788/10000000)"

This "Godslaying Needle" specifically annihilates Yin Souls, but it has a huge disadvantage: it cannot pierce through flesh. Not to mention using it to kill martial artists, it can’t even penetrate the flesh of ordinary people.

A person’s Primordial Spirit resides in the Purple Mansion, which is a natural protective shell.

Therefore, this secret technique feels a bit useless; in reality, few cultivators dare to let their Yin Spirit manifest in the real world.

Chen Ming originally did not intend to further enhance this secret technique.

But now, that guy from the Immortal Sect unexpectedly said he wants to take over his body, which presents an opportunity.

As long as the opponent’s Yang Spirit gets close, it can be an opportunity.

However, the third layer of "Godslaying Needle" is probably still not enough to annihilate a Yang Spirit.

So, he specifically kept ten million experience points in reserve just for this.

After killing seventeen First Grade, he gained over thirty-five million experience points.

These days, he has been brushing for experience points non-stop in "Qingwei Heaven" and in the celestial prison, accumulating over eight million points. Altogether, that’s more than forty-three million.

Once again, back to square one, only three million points remain.

...

On one side, Chen Ming turned into a blind and deaf man, forced to wait in place for an opportunity.

On the other side, the battle was in full swing, as Princess Lingyu’s unparalleled divine weapon was shining brightly, dispelling the surrounding black mist and extinguishing wave after wave of ghostly fog rushing at them.

"Chongming Sword?"

The voice of the Yang Spirit hiding in the shadows sounded somewhat apprehensive; this unparalleled divine weapon, specialized in restraining cultivators, unexpectedly appeared in the hands of this noble lady.

Now it’s getting tricky.

This divine weapon specifically harms Primordial Spirits, and if struck by it, even his Yang Spirit wouldn’t withstand it.

Currently, the lady shows no intention of attacking, clearly stalling for time, waiting for help to arrive.

Here in the celestial prison, such drastic events would soon be discovered.

When the restriction is reactivated, he would be like a bird in a cage, easy prey.

Even if he is half-step to a Yang Spirit, he would still be restrained by this third layer of restriction, not to mention the many experts at Six Gates; any random Red-Robed expert could effortlessly kill him.

"Forget it, I’ll seize that kid’s body first!"

The Yang Spirit thought to himself. To escape the prison, he chose to abandon his physical form, barely leaving his Yin Spirit behind. Now, with the Yang Spirit about to form, he urgently needs a corporeal body.

As long as he takes over that kid’s body, he won’t need to fear the "Chongming Sword". The kid also possesses an unparalleled divine weapon; killing the lady would be a piece of cake then.

He greatly covets the kid’s body technique.

The Immortal Sect’s demon skill is extraordinary; during the takeover, he can retain the original body’s memories and martial arts.

The kid is only Second Grade, seizing him would be easy as pie.

Thus, the Yang Spirit made up his mind, transforming nearly half of his remaining indigestible power into black mist, bombarding the two ladies.

Then, his Yang Spirit turned into a faint purple light, darting towards the bewildered Chen Ming standing there.

"Kid, your body is mine now!"

It’s coming!

The "Taiyue Sword" in Chen Ming’s hand frantically signaled.

This unparalleled divine weapon is strong in power and defense; against a Yang Spirit, it doesn’t have much of a solution. Other than signaling, there’s nothing else it can do.

In this aspect, it’s no match for the "Mingfeng Sword".

I’ve been waiting for you!

Just when he felt a frigid force drill into the top of his head, a strike from the fourth layer of "Godslaying Needle" shot forth.

Hit right at that purple shadow.

"What is this?"

A piercing voice screamed, "No——"

The Yang Spirit felt something jab into him, then his Primordial Spirit began to dissipate wildly, as if turning into a balloon with holes.

...

It’s desperate now!

Princess Lingyu saw countless black mists bombarding her, feeling an involuntary shiver at her scalp. This kind of soul attack is unavoidable; there’s no choice but to confront it directly.

"Hmph! Break for me!"

She no longer held back, as the "Chongming Sword" in her hand shone brightly, protecting herself and Princess Mingyu behind her.

Along with the ghostly wails and howls gradually fading away, Princess Lingyu, her face somewhat pale, remained vigilant, observing her surroundings.

Eh?

Why did the Yang Spirit disappear?

She instinctively glanced towards Chen Ming not far away; seeing nothing unusual, she scanned him with her divine sense and found nothing amiss.

Within these few breaths, even if the Yang Spirit intended to seize the kid’s body, it couldn’t be, this easily. Besides, there were no traces of demonic qi on him.

Then, she felt her divine sense was constrained.

The restriction was restored!

Princess Lingyu felt slightly relieved but dared not drop her guard; evidently, the Yang Spirit had detected something and escaped ahead.

At last, it’s safe now.

At this moment, Chen Ming looked at her with admiration, "Your Highness, your divine skill is unmatched; you even managed to annihilate a Yang Spirit."