I Can Transfer the Side Effects of Evil Skills-Chapter 218 - 167: Celestial Flying Immortal (2)

After all, it would be one thing if Zou Feng just continued sleepwalking within the City Lord’s Mansion, but things could get troublesome if he went outside.

He had heard rumors about Martial Artists who cultivated Evil Skills slicing open the heads of innocent people like watermelons while sleepwalking.

In short, they would unconsciously commit irreparable acts.

Even if he didn’t do anything like that, it would still be a problem if someone with malicious intent targeted him.

As if to confirm their worst fears, after dodging for a moment, Zou Feng suddenly dashed out of the City Lord’s Mansion.

"Brother Zou, don’t!"

Murong Yunhai grew anxious and quickly gave chase, but he was powerless to stop him.

Seeing this, City Lord Murong Yuan also made his move.

Murong Yuan had seen with his own eyes how his son’s Cultivation had just advanced dramatically.

He was utterly astonished by such a feat.

His mind immediately filled with speculation about Zou Feng’s origins.

Not to mention, his son’s swift advancement to the Fifth Grade still depended on this man, so Murong Yuan had no wish to see Zou Feng come to harm.

That was why he decided to intervene and stop the sleepwalking Zou Feng.

But to his utter surprise, his hand grasped at nothing but air...

Working in tandem, the father and son tried to block his path, but they still couldn’t prevent Zou Feng from leaving the City Lord’s Mansion.

After a few moments of fruitless pursuit, Murong Yuan was the first to give up.

Though it was late and the streets were nearly empty, it was still unbefitting for him, a City Lord, to continue the chase.

Moreover, while Murong Yuan was a Fifth Grade Expert, Body Skills were not his strong suit, especially not for a long-distance pursuit like this.

So, he ordered a few of his Gang Qi Realm confidants to follow Murong Yunhai before turning back.

Murong Yunhai gave a wry smile as Zou Feng’s figure grew increasingly faint, but he refused to give up.

Before long, Zou Feng had already left Qingchuan City behind, venturing into the desolate wilderness.

As for Murong Yunhai, he could no longer even see his back; he had lost him completely.

He stopped, panting, a look of utter helplessness on his face.

’Who would have thought a sleepwalker could be so adept at dodging and escaping, feeling no fatigue at all.’

’Then again,’ he thought, ’while Wangchuan Road has a potent kick, it also provides a powerful restorative effect, even better than many High Grade Elixirs.’

"Young Master, we should head back for now!"

one of the guards who had caught up advised.

It was one thing inside Qingchuan City, but out here... and with the Southern Border in rebellion against the Great Yan Dynasty, it was far too dangerous for the City Lord’s only son to be in this desolate wilderness. What if this was all a trap laid for Murong Yunhai?

But Murong Yunhai was still unwilling to give up.

He was a man of his word, but more importantly, his hope of quickly reaching the Fifth Grade rested entirely on Zou Feng.

Murong Yunhai was confident that if Zou Feng assisted his Cultivation just two or three more times, breaking through to the Fifth Grade would be a certainty.

However, just as he was about to order another search, he saw Zou Feng’s figure suddenly appear in the air.

Zou Feng had somehow scaled a solitary peak and leaped into the air, appearing as if he were truly flying.

From their perspective, his silhouette happened to overlap perfectly with the moon.

It was as if Zou Feng had leaped into the sky to embrace the moon.

The most incredible part was that even though the momentum from his leap should have been spent, he continued to float, showing no signs of falling.

A Celestial Flying Immortal!?

Staring blankly at the scene, the same phrase surfaced in the minds of Murong Yunhai and his men.

"Hahaha... Heh heh heh..."

Zou Feng, still floating in mid-air, suddenly let out a bizarre laugh.

Murong Yunhai started to call out but stopped when he saw a strange phenomenon envelop Zou Feng’s figure—it began to flicker between solid and illusory.

One moment his form was blurry and indistinct, the next it was so clear he seemed to be right before their eyes.

At the same time, Murong Yunhai was horrified to find himself inexplicably growing dizzy, as if he’d had too much to drink.

"Brother Murong, what’s wrong?"

A familiar voice rang out. Murong Yunhai shook his head hard, his mind clearing.

When he looked again, Zou Feng was standing just five paces away, clearly awake and no longer sleepwalking.

Murong Yunhai stared at Zou Feng, speechless for a long moment.

He was even beginning to wonder if *they* were the ones who had been sleepwalking...

There was a reason for Zou Feng’s wild laughter just now.

"Drunken Immortal Moon Chasing Step (Peak of Perfection), Progress: 7%"

It was no longer the Moon Gazing Step, but the "Moon Chasing Step," a version Zou Feng had improved himself.

He now understood why his previous Moon Gazing Step had been stuck at 99%. It wasn’t just his own failure to achieve enlightenment; the Cultivation Skill itself had inherent limitations.

Given the grade of the Drunken Immortal Moon Gazing Step, even after being fused with the Ghostly Shadow Mysterious Step, it was still insufficient to reach the Peak of Perfection.

Fortunately, this bout of dream Cultivation had allowed him to improve the Cultivation Skill much more smoothly.

Otherwise, he likely would have remained stuck at 99% for the next few months.

And the power of the improved Drunken Immortal Moon Chasing Step, now at the Peak Realm, had just been proven.

Murong Yunhai was a Sixth Grade Expert, and very close to the Fifth Grade. Even so, the strange phenomena caused by the Drunken Immortal Moon Chasing Step’s advancement had been enough to put him into a drunken stupor.

He hadn’t even noticed Zou Feng closing in to just five paces away.

This meant that if Zou Feng had wanted to harm him, it would have been incredibly easy...

This was because when Zou Feng now used the Drunken Immortal Moon Chasing Step, it didn’t just allow him to dodge and evade; it also affected his opponent’s mind.

Murong Yunhai was powerful enough that he only suffered mental confusion. A weaker Martial Artist would have even started hallucinating.

This was the case for one of the weaker guards. If Zou Feng hadn’t spoken up, the man would still think he was hanging from the moon.

"Brother Zou... your Body Skill... I’m afraid it’s already at... the Peak Realm?" Murong Yunhai finally asked after a long pause, unable to hide his astonishment.

"It’s all thanks to your flask of Wangchuan Road, Brother Murong!" Zou Feng admitted.

This forced Murong Yunhai to re-evaluate Zou Feng completely.

Before, he had simply seen Zou Feng as a uniquely gifted individual he had chanced upon, someone who could be of great help to his Cultivation.

After deliberately befriending him, he even entertained the idea of having Zou Feng stay on as a retainer in his mansion.

But now, that thought had vanished completely.

’This man was not someone the City Lord’s Mansion of Qingchuan could hope to retain...’

The two then walked back to Qingchuan City side by side, chatting along the way.

By the time they returned to the city, the sky had brightened. Zou Feng politely declined Murong Yunhai’s invitation to be entertained again at the City Lord’s Mansion and took his leave.

Of course, Zou Feng had noticed the change in Murong Yunhai’s attitude toward him.

While there had been nothing wrong with his previous attitude, it had always carried an air of a superior graciously associating with a subordinate.

But now, it was as if he was deliberately trying to curry favor, practically begging to become sworn brothers.

This suited Zou Feng just fine, as he wanted to get his hands on more Wangchuan Road. He refused to believe the City Lord’s Mansion only had that one flask.

Zou Feng was in high spirits on his way back.

Passing through the market, he bought plenty of fine ingredients, planning to personally cook a meal to celebrate with Tian Yun.

Now that he possessed three Cultivation Skills at the Peak Realm, a celebration was certainly in order.

Especially with the Drunken Immortal Moon Chasing Step, he could now escape with ease even if something went wrong when he helped the Teng County Guardian.

Of course, that was just the worst-case scenario. The most likely outcome was that the Teng County Guardian would break through successfully, and they would then join forces to turn the tables and kill Wang Wenjing.

This wasn’t just wishful thinking. After all, Wang Wenjing was already on his list. Over the next few days, he would do everything in his power to bring her to the peak of pleasure.

Before leaving yesterday, Zou Feng had told Tian Yun to move to a different residence. He was now arriving at that very place: a courtyard house in the city’s suburbs.

Qingchuan City had no shortage of wealthy households, and the suburbs had even more large courtyard residences.

Instead of knocking, Zou Feng leaped directly over the courtyard wall.

He immediately spotted Tian Yun sitting in the courtyard, her fine brows furrowed as if she were worried about something.

Deliberately showing off his new Body Skill, Zou Feng appeared behind Tian Yun in a flash, wrapping his arms around her before she could react.

Distracted by her thoughts, Tian Yun hadn’t sensed his approach at all and let out a startled cry as he embraced her.

"Don’t be afraid, Sister Yun. It’s me!"

As he spoke, his hands moved to lift her skirt.

But unexpectedly, Tian Yun, who was usually quite compliant in these matters, frantically slapped his hand away. "We have a guest!" she said in a panic.