Chapter 143: Demonic Path
The spirit smiled.
"Why? Because I’m wrong?"
Silence.
Yun Wanhe didn’t answer.
The spirit floated closer.
"You possess extraordinary memories. An abnormal soul. A cultivation foundation far beyond your age."
His eyes narrowed.
"Rebirth?"
Yun Wanhe’s pupils contracted.
The spirit laughed.
"Ah. So I was right."
Yun Wanhe immediately attacked.
A palm strike tore through the spirit.
The figure scattered into mist...
Then reformed.
"Calm yourself."
The spirit’s smile remained.
"I cannot harm you in this state."
Yun Wanhe stared.
"Who are you?"
This time...
The old man answered.
"Once... I was called Mo Tianxue."
Yun Wanhe’s expression changed slightly.
The name...
Wasn’t familiar.
Different era.
Different world.
Mo Tianxue continued.
"I walked the Demonic Path. I consumed the cultivation of my enemies. I refined resentment. Used hatred. Converted suffering into strength."
He smiled.
"Orthodox cultivators called me a monster. I called myself... Practical."
Yun Wanhe’s expression became colder.
"I’m not interested."
He turned away.
Mo Tianxue laughed.
"Then continue losing."
Yun Wanhe stopped.
"..."
The spirit’s voice became softer.
"Continue watching Shen Tian take everything."
Yun Wanhe slowly turned.
Mo Tianxue smiled.
"Your opportunities. Your resources. Your glory."
He paused.
"Your woman."
The air around Yun Wanhe exploded.
"She’s not his!"
Mo Tianxue’s smile widened.
There.
That was what he wanted.
Emotion.
Uncontrolled emotion.
"Then why did she kiss him?"
Yun Wanhe’s eyes turned bloodshot.
"Shut up."
"Why does she smile at him?"
"Shut up."
"Why does she ignore you?"
"SHUT UP!"
Qi exploded outward.
The broken shrine shook.
Dust fell from the ceiling.
Mo Tianxue laughed.
Not mockingly.
Pleased.
"Wonderful. Such resentment. Such pride. Such jealousy."
He opened both arms.
"You were born for my path."
Yun Wanhe’s breathing became heavy.
"I’m an Immortal Emperor."
"You were."
The words struck hard.
Mo Tianxue leaned closer.
"But what are you now?"
Silence.
"A student? A failed janitor? A second-place racer?"
Yun Wanhe’s face twisted.
"A disciple constantly overshadowed by another?"
"Enough."
"A man watching the woman he desires fall for someone else?"
"ENOUGH!"
The mountain of suppressed emotions finally burst.
Demonic Qi inside the ring reacted.
Black mist surged around Yun Wanhe.
His spiritual Qi immediately resisted.
For several seconds...
The two energies collided.
Then...
Something strange happened.
Instead of rejecting each other...
They fused.
Mo Tianxue’s expression changed.
"...Oh?"
Yun Wanhe felt it.
His eyes widened.
Power.
Raw.
Violent.
Unstable.
But enormous.
The black Qi entered his meridians.
Pain tore through him.
He dropped to one knee.
"ARGH!"
Mo Tianxue watched closely.
"Don’t resist."
Yun Wanhe gritted his teeth.
"What... are you doing?!"
"Showing you another path."
Dark energy flooded his dantian.
His Inner Core trembled.
Cracks formed along its surface.
Yun Wanhe panicked.
"My core!"
"Let it break."
"Are you insane?!"
"Your old path has failed you."
Mo Tianxue’s voice became thunderous.
"So build another!"
The Inner Core cracked further.
Then...
Black veins spread across it.
Instead of shattering...
The core transformed.
Golden energy darkened.
Red markings appeared.
The amount of Qi Yun Wanhe could control suddenly multiplied.
His cultivation didn’t simply increase.
It became heavier.
Sharper.
More destructive.
He screamed as his meridians expanded violently.
Moments later...
A shockwave erupted through the shrine.
BOOM!
Trees outside bent.
Animals fled.
The ancient stones cracked.
Yun Wanhe slowly stood.
Black Qi drifted around his body like smoke.
His eyes opened.
For a moment...
One pupil glowed crimson.
Then returned to normal.
He stared at his hands.
"...This power..."
Mo Tianxue smiled.
"Now you understand."
Yun Wanhe clenched his fist.
His strength had increased dramatically.
Not enough to reach Domain Initiation.
But his combat ability...
Was no longer comparable to an ordinary Inner Core cultivator.
He felt as though he could tear apart his previous self.
Mo Tianxue floated beside him.
"This is merely the beginning. The Demonic Path doesn’t ask you to suppress your emotions. It uses them. Hatred. Jealousy. Anger. Desire. Every ugly thing orthodox cultivators tell you to discard..."
His smile widened.
"... Becomes fuel."
Yun Wanhe looked toward the darkness outside.
Shen Tian’s face entered his mind.
His aura suddenly surged.
The black Qi became stronger.
Mo Tianxue laughed.
"Exactly. Think of him. Think of everything he took."
Yun Wanhe’s breathing deepened.
Dark Qi flooded outward.
More powerful each time.
Mo Tianxue’s eyes glowed with satisfaction.
"You see? Hatred suits you."
Yun Wanhe slowly closed his fist.
For the first time...
A cold smile formed.
"...Teach me."
The demonic spirit became silent.
Then...
He laughed.
Loudly.
Triumphantly.
"Good. Very good."
The black ring lifted from the stone floor.
It floated toward Yun Wanhe.
Then slipped onto his finger.
Mo Tianxue’s figure dissolved into smoke.
His voice echoed directly inside Yun Wanhe’s mind.
[From tonight onward...]
[I will show you strength that your so-called orthodox master could never imagine.]
Yun Wanhe looked toward the distant city lights.
One name remained in his thoughts.
Shen Tian.
His smile slowly disappeared.
"Just wait."
. . .
Back at the illegal race...
Shen Tian suddenly paused.
A strange chill passed through the air.
[Host.]
"What?"
[Something just happened to Yun Wanhe.]
Shen Tian looked around.
"Breakthrough?"
[No.]
She shook her head.
[Something darker.]
A system panel appeared.
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[Target: Yun Wanhe]
[Fate Value: 58,500]
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Suddenly...
The text flickered.
Black static crawled across the screen.
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[Special Change Detected]
[Path Deviation]
[Orthodox Destiny shifting]
[New Destiny Trait forming...]
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Xu Ning spoke:
[Demonic Fate.]
Shen Tian raised an eyebrow.
"...Seriously?"
[His remaining Fate appears to have produced an emergency inheritance.]
[But unlike his previous opportunities...]
[This one is unstable.]
Shen Tian smiled.
"Interesting."
Xu Ning stared at him.
[You’re happy?]
"Of course."
He looked toward the distant road.
"The stronger he becomes... The better the rewards."
[Host.]
[He may also become significantly more dangerous.]
Shen Tian’s smile widened.
"Even better."
. . .
It was after midnight when Shen Tian finally returned home.
The black Jesko slowly passed through the gates of the Shen estate.
The damaged side panel scraped faintly as the vehicle entered the garage.
Shen Tian parked.
Turned off the engine.
Then sat there for a moment.
"..."
Xu Ning floated beside him.
[Host.]
"Yeah?"
[Your mother and sister know.]
Shen Tian closed his eyes.
"...How angry?"
Xu Ning looked toward the garage entrance.
[Would you like the comforting answer?]
"No."
[Extremely.]
Shen Tian sighed.
"Wonderful."
He stepped out.
The moment he entered the mansion...
The lights in the foyer turned on.
Shen Tian stopped.
Yin Suyi stood on the left.
Arms folded.
Expression cold.
Shen Yan stood on the right.
Also arms folded.
Also expression cold.
The two women had apparently spent the last several hours united by a single cause.
Waiting for him.
Silence.
Shen Tian looked at his mother.
Then his sister.
Then behind him.
The front door suddenly closed.
Click.
Shen Yan had locked it remotely.
"..."
Yin Suyi spoke first.
"Shen Tian."
Her voice was calm.
Too calm.
"Where were you?"
Shen Tian smiled.
"Driving."
Shen Yan’s eyes narrowed.
"We noticed."
Yin Suyi looked toward the garage.
"Your car is damaged."
Shen Tian hesitated.
"...A little."
"A little?"
Shen Yan walked closer.
She grabbed his shoulders.
Her cold expression immediately disappeared.
"Are you hurt?"
"No."
"Did someone hit you?"
"No."
"Did you crash?"
"No."
"Did someone attack you again?"
"No."
Her hands moved over his arms.
His shoulders.
His chest.
"Little Tian."
"I’m fine."
"Promise."
"I promise."
She stared at him for several seconds.
Then...
Shen Yan’s relief transformed into anger.
"You left without me."
Shen Tian sighed.
"There it is."
Yin Suyi stepped closer.
"You left less than twenty-four hours after someone tried to kill you."
"I wasn’t in danger."
"You attended an illegal street race."
Shen Tian blinked.
"...How do you know that?"
Yin Suyi stared at him.
"I’m your mother."
That answered absolutely nothing.
Shen Yan added,
"I tracked the car."
Shen Tian looked at her.
"You put a tracker on my car?"
"Several."
"...Several?"
"For redundancy."
Yin Suyi looked at her daughter.
"You tracked him and didn’t tell me?"
Shen Yan looked back.
"Why would I?"
The temporary alliance immediately began cracking.
Yin Suyi’s eyes narrowed.
"I am his mother."
"And I’m his bodyguard."
"You let him reach the race before you noticed."
The temperature in the foyer dropped.
Shen Tian rubbed his forehead.
"Please don’t start."
Both women immediately looked at him.
He pointed between them.
"No fighting."
Yin Suyi composed herself.
"Fine."
Shen Yan reluctantly nodded.
"For little Tian."
Then both looked back at him.
Shen Tian suddenly realized the argument had merely been postponed.
Yin Suyi stepped forward.
"As an apology... Fuck my brains out!"
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