Simplification System: From Perfect Arrow Skill to Immortal-Chapter 233 - 180: Zhao Fuhu’s Heart Demon, Sea God Tower

Chapter 233: Chapter 180: Zhao Fuhu’s Heart Demon, Sea God Tower

Time flashed by, and three days had passed.

During these three days, Lin Chang’sheng fully restored all the magical power he had used up.

In his spare time, he browsed through a few jade scrolls he’d gotten from other cultivators’ storage bags.

Last time, he read an Immortal Technique jade scroll; this time, Lin Chang’sheng was looking over pill formulas.

There were three formulas: Divine Infant Pill, Quenching Essence Pill, and Soul Refining Pill.

With nothing else to do, Lin Chang’sheng began to study them in detail.

If arrays could be fused, maybe pill formulas could be, too.

[Divine Infant Pill: Entry Level!]

[Blood Tempering Pill: Entry Level]

[Soul Refining Pill: Entry Level]

An hour later, Lin Chang’sheng finally grasped the basic refining methods of all three pills.

[Divine Infant Pill formula detected. Simplify for 2,000 Spirit Stones?]

[Blood Tempering Pill formula detected. Simplify for 2,000 Spirit Stones?]

[Soul Refining Pill formula detected. Simplify for 2,000 Spirit Stones?]

The next moment, three system notifications popped up on his panel.

Lin Chang’sheng clicked "yes" for each one.

[Great Dao is Simple: Divine Infant Pill formula simplification initiated... simplifying... completed. Divine Infant Pill == Observe Nascent Soul!]

[Great Dao is Simple: Blood Tempering Pill formula simplification initiated... simplifying... completed. Blood Tempering Pill == Blood Observation!]

[Great Dao is Simple: Soul Refining Pill formula simplification initiated... simplifying... completed. Soul Refining Pill == Strike Soul!]

"Observe Nascent Soul? Blood Observation? Strike Soul?"

Lin Chang’sheng muttered to himself.

Looks like, of these three, "Observe Nascent Soul" is the hardest one.

After all, you’d need to observe someone else’s Nascent Soul—who the hell would let you stare at theirs for no reason?

As for Blood Observation, Lin Chang’sheng simply sliced open his finger and dripped a drop of blood into his palm, watching it closely.

Blood Tempering Pill Experience Points +1!

Blood Tempering Pill Experience Points +1!

.....

In an instant, the experience points started shooting up like crazy.

Strike Soul was even easier. Lin Chang’sheng summoned the souls of Profound Court and Qi Hui from the Myriad Soul Banner and gave them a brutal beating.

Soul Refining Pill Experience Points +1!

Soul Refining Pill Experience Points +1!

....

"Senior, please, have mercy! Let me go! It’s been so many years—surely you’ve gotten your revenge by now, I beg you!"

Qi Hui knelt on the ground, close to tears.

He genuinely regretted not snatching Lin Chang’sheng’s soul sooner, which let Lin Chang’sheng grow strong enough to turn the tables.

Now, his own soul was trapped in the Myriad Soul Banner, tortured for years.

"Let you go? Did you ever spare anyone else’s soul back then?"

Lin Chang’ssheng wasn’t about to show Qi Hui any mercy; the guy was just reaping what he sowed.

Honestly, not tormenting him every damn day was already a huge favor.

Lin Chang’sheng made Qi Hui and Profound Court stand properly, then examined the blood in his hand with one eye while smacking the two of them with the other.

Profound Court was a hard-ass—he didn’t make a sound and took whatever came his way.

He knew even if he knelt and bashed his head into the floor, the other guy would never let him go.

Might as well bear it.

[Blood Tempering Pill: Perfection!]

[Soul Refining Pill: Perfection!]

After two hours, Qi Hui and Profound Court’s faces were swollen from Lin Chang’sheng’s beating—but Lin Chang’sheng had finally achieved great success in two pill formulas.

Only then did he stuff them back into the Myriad Soul Banner.

As for Murong Tian and Ji Ruyan, after seeing Lin Chang’ssheng one last time, they chose reincarnation.

Lin Chang’sheng didn’t stop them; after all, Murong Tian had shared plenty of secrets with him lately.

But the rest of the souls weren’t so lucky.

They were doomed to be tormented by Lin Chang’sheng whenever he felt like it.

"Just left with the Divine Infant Pill now. And the Wine Sword Immortal is here, so I can observe his Nascent Soul!"

Lin Chang’ssheng set his sights on the Wine Sword Immortal, then got up and left.

.....

East Street of the Imperial City.

Inside a teahouse, people bustled in and out.

"Did you hear? The Beimu Immortal Race has been driven away by all the major sects—Great Yu is finally safe!"

"Yeah! All thanks to Immortal Master Lin. If not for him, we’d probably all be dead by now!"

"No kidding! Immortal Master Lin is Great Yu’s savior! He held back an army of a hundred thousand and all those top-tier Beimu Immortal Race cultivators single-handed! Incredible!"

....

The hottest topic among the crowd was Lin Chang’sheng’s defense of Great Yu.

Nearby, a young man dressed in black scowled as he listened.

Crack—

The young man clenched his hand, shattering the wine bowl he was holding.

This was none other than Zhao Fuhu, who had infiltrated the city.

He’d waited three whole days and still hadn’t found a good chance to strike.

If he tried forcing his way into the Imperial Palace, he’d be discovered by Lin Chang’sheng’s divine sense before he could even grab Yu Wenjing.

On top of that, there was still a Nascent Soul expert residing in the city.

If he got impatient and acted rashly, one misstep and he’d be damned forever.

So Zhao Fuhu was biding his time for the right opportunity.

"Did you hear? Tomorrow at noon, the Empress of Great Yu will come to reward all the soldiers outside the city!"

"Heard about it ages ago. Having an empress like this is a blessing—she really loves her people!"

"Absolutely. Our Empress is just and fair. Kill one Beimu Immortal Race and you get ten taels of gold plus a promotion to Centurion. Kill five, a hundred taels and you’re a Thousand-man Commander. Kill ten, a thousand taels and you become a Captain."

"Talk about lucky bastards! Too bad I never joined the army, or I’d be living easy the rest of my life!"

"You think killing Beimu Immortal Race is easy? Bet you’d have died on the battlefield years ago!"

...

The constant chatter made Zhao Fuhu’s eyes flicker with a cold glint—he finally saw a sliver of hope.

"Tomorrow at noon? Guess I’ll let you live one more night!"

He finished his sentence and tossed back the last of the strong wine from his jug.

...

Three hundred miles outside the Imperial City.

Here stood a mountain called Moon Ascending Peak.

Because the peak leans at an angle, on full moon nights it looks like it’s tilted toward the moon itself.

If you made it to the summit, it felt as if you could touch the round moon overhead.

Halfway up the mountainside was a ruined temple.

A white-haired elder sat within, channeling Immortal Techniques to heal his wounds.

Surging magical power continuously radiated from his body.

This was the Celestial Concealment Divine Master, wounded three days ago in battle with Lin Chang’sheng.

No way in hell was he swallowing this humiliation and slinking back to Beimu.

If Lin Chang’sheng hadn’t set up that Grand Array, how could he have suffered?

"Little brat, if you’ve got the guts, hide in the Imperial City for the rest of your life! Otherwise, I’ll tear you limb from limb!"

Celestial Concealment Divine Master spat angrily.

A battle against a Nascent Soul expert? Fine if you get hurt.

But losing to a Golden Core cultivator? Unacceptable.

If he just slunk back to Beimu now, Celestial Secret Daoist would laugh at him forever.

So he planned to stake out this place, waiting for Lin Chang’sheng to leave the city.

As soon as Lin Chang’sheng stepped out, Celestial Concealment would crush him.

After all, outside the city, Lin Chang’sheng wouldn’t have any arrays to help.

Celestial Concealment figured that with his superior cultivation, dealing with Lin Chang’sheng would be a piece of cake.

....

Demon Evil Sea.

Wooooo—

The Demon Evil Storm was getting worse and worse, whipping up monstrous waves.

On a hollowed-out island...

A man in black armor sat on a skull-shaped chair, listening to a disciple’s report with a frown.

"What? Elder Wu’s Soul Token shattered too? Lin Chang’sheng, you bastard—you killed two Golden Core Elders of our Celestial Ghost Sect! I’ll get you for this!"

Suddenly, Jiu Wushang opened his eyes, cold fury in their depths.

He hadn’t taken Lin Chang’sheng, that little bug, seriously at first.

But now he had to.

First, Lin Chang’sheng killed two of his Celestial Ghost Sect’s Golden Core Elders—Profound Court and Wu Tianhua.

Second, he managed to injure a Beimu Immortal Race Nascent Soul expert single-handed.

This kid’s cultivation was impressive. If allowed to grow, he’d absolutely become a roadblock to Demon Dao’s unification of the Southern Domain Cultivation Realm.

So he had to be eliminated, and fast.

Jiu Wushang slowly rose, his powerful magical power radiating, forcing the disciples below to hold their breath; beads of sweat the size of beans broke out on their foreheads.

"Send word to the two Yellow Earth Elders—they’re coming with me to the Southern Realm! Let’s see just how capable this punk is!"

Jiu Wushang decided this couldn’t wait any longer; if Lin Chang’sheng grew any stronger, he’d be serious trouble.

Just like Ling Wuji and Jiang Yukun back in the day.

Those were people you simply didn’t want to mess with.

Which is why, for a thousand years, Demon Dao had been forced to survive in the hellish Demon Evil Sea, banned from setting foot on the mainland.

Now, with the Southern Domain Cultivation Realm on the brink of collapse, there’s no way this kid can be allowed to live.

Otherwise, disaster would follow!

"Yes, sir!"

The disciple took the order, about to go inform the two Yellow Earth Elders.

The Celestial Ghost Sect split its elders into Inner and Outer Sect factions.

The Inner Sect had four elders: Heaven, Earth, Profound, Yellow.

Profound Court was from the Profound branch.

Wu Tianhua belonged to the Outer Sect.

That’s why Wu Tianhua was so obsessed with the Myriad Ghosts Pulling Technique.

If he’d mastered that, he could not only break through to Hao Zhix level, but maybe even become an Inner Sect Elder.

Too bad he didn’t understand Lin Chang’sheng’s strength and died chasing his own greed.

Swoosh—

Just as Jiu Wushang was about to head for the Southern Realm, a Golden Talisman floated in from afar.

Jiu Wushang snatched it up and pressed it to his forehead.

A voice rang out in his mind.

"The Demon Evil Storm is about to hit its peak. Sea God Tower may soon reveal itself!"

This was a message talisman, sent out by the Sect Leader of the Corpse King Sect.

Upon hearing this, Jiu Wushang instantly canceled his plans to head south.

Sea God Tower—an event that might only occur once a century; if it reappeared and he missed out, he could lose countless opportunities.

He decided to wait for Sea God Tower’s resurfacing.

...

Imperial City.

Lin Chang’sheng tracked down the Wine Sword Immortal.

"Have you recovered from your injuries?"

The Wine Sword Immortal was thrilled to see Lin Chang’sheng’s magical power was restored.

This meant he could finally spar with him!

"Indeed. But before the match, Senior, can we make a deal?"

Lin Chang’sheng smiled slyly.

He was already planning to get a good look at Wine Sword Immortal’s Nascent Soul.

"What deal?"

The Wine Sword Immortal was curious to see what the kid had up his sleeve.

"Here’s the thing: as everyone knows, breaking through from Golden Core to Nascent Soul is a major bottleneck—a real pain in the ass. By chance, I came across a secret technique that allows one to observe a Nascent Soul and potentially obtain a breakthrough opportunity. So, after our sparring match, win or lose, I’d appreciate it if Senior could let me observe your Nascent Soul for one hour!"

Lin Chang’sheng said it plainly.

The Nascent Soul was the very essence of a Nascent Soul expert’s divine sense and soul.

Normally, you’d never let anyone observe it.

But Wine Sword Immortal was a Sword Fool, and Lin Chang’sheng’s saber technique was seriously ingenious.

If he didn’t spar, he’d stay endlessly curious.

"Deal!"

The Wine Sword Immortal thought it over and agreed right away.

Lin Chang’sheng might be strong, but he hadn’t reached Nascent Soul yet—he couldn’t do any real harm.

Even if he tried something shady, Wine Sword Immortal could handle it.

Besides, he knew Lin Chang’sheng had no reason to hurt him.

"Senior, you’re straightforward! Please!"

Lin Chang’sheng grinned, then activated the Array of Myriad Spirits Devouring Souls.

With this array, even if their duel got intense, nothing outside would be affected at all.