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Chapter 120 Fight me?
As the saying goes, it takes a hundred days to lay the foundation.
Only by laying a solid foundation can a tall building be erected. Therefore, after breaking through to the Foundation Establishment stage, cultivators usually need several months to consolidate their cultivation and prevent their realm from becoming unstable.
But Chen Feng doesn't need it.
After all, his cultivation level was only at the Foundation Establishment stage on the roof, which he cultivated himself. The rest, from the first level of Qi Refining to the Great Perfection of Qi Refining, were all added bit by bit by the Demon Slayer System.
It's as solid as a rock, the difference in skill is obvious!
"Originally, I planned to use ten points to unlock the Foundation Establishment Chapter of the Xuanwu Longevity Technique."
"But now I have a new option."
Chen Feng knew that if aptitude were graded, although he wasn't the worst in terms of blocked meridians and depleted qi and blood, he would at most be considered as someone who was "too good to be carved".
They are no match for the talents in Cihang City.
That makes sense.
After all, Cihang City is full of monsters, and the average lifespan is only twenty years. As far as Chen Feng knows, the Five Monsters have ruled Cihang City for at least four thousand years, which means that each citizen has reincarnated nearly two hundred times on average.
With everyone possessing the constitution to reincarnate a hundred times, how could that not be abnormal?
Mu Hao, on the other hand, is the epitome of a pervert.
"Without the help of the Demon Slaying System, even if I upgrade the Farming System's cave to the maximum level and cultivate at ten times the speed, achieving the Golden Core stage would be as difficult as ascending to heaven."
"The only way out is to practice the Heavenly Enemy Technique and directly absorb Mu Hao's cultivation."
[Would you like to spend 10 points to unlock the Foundation Establishment Chapter of the Heavenly Enemy Technique?]
[Activation Successful]
[Warning! To avoid severe punishment from the master, the host must... ... Error! Error! This training method does not require the host's effort; only the furnace/cauldron needs to exert itself.]
whee.
Want to train your buddy again?
no way!
Chen Feng's lips curled up slightly, thinking that it was a good thing he didn't choose the Xuanwu Technique, otherwise, with his slow progress, he would probably be turned into a spinning top by the proficiency system.
"But now, you're out of options, aren't you?"
Faced with Chen Feng's mockery.
The proficiency system that collects points but doesn't deliver results is truly frustrating: [If I could offer even a little help, it wouldn't be like this—completely useless.]
I'm so useless, I really need to be disciplined.
[Smack!]
After a few cracks of the whip.
The entire proficiency system interface turned gray.
[Ding! The proficiency system is undergoing an upgrade; its functions are temporarily unavailable.]
You can play it like this?
Chen Feng scratched his head.
I didn't expect the proficiency system to be so ruthless. After giving me two lashes, it actually leveled up on its own.
Chen Feng glanced at the chat group document.
Martial arts technique: Qingfeng Subduing Demon Sword.
Ultimate skill: Sunset Myriad Swords Technique.
Movement technique, the Shadowless Step of the Divine Sword.
Chen Feng originally thought he would only be able to learn these special moves, movement techniques, and martial arts skills that he obtained from the Demon Lord when he drew the Demon Slayer System or the Hextech system.
Now, it seems there's a glimmer of hope again.
"Dude, you're already at the Foundation Establishment stage, and you still have to walk? That's just too much."
Chen Feng strode out of the deep mountains.
Now that the foundation building is complete, it's time to move on to the final objective: slaying the Ghost King.
As for the task of squandering money.
Six months ago, Chen Feng planned to rob people during the Ghost Festival.
But the situation that day was far too complicated.
There are six factions in total.
Now that Taoist Mu Hao has obtained the Invincible Technique, he should be secretly cultivating it and won't appear.
There's no need to cooperate with that snob this time; we can just eliminate him. However, the black hand he hired is a reliable teammate who will do anything for money, so we can consider recruiting him into the team.
The Heavenly King, the Beast King, and the Human King, as rebels against the Ghost King, can be used as the vanguard to test the Ghost King's trump cards.
"So we need to find someone to inform them that there's a mole inside."
"But finding the mole and gaining their trust is also a headache."
The King of Hell, as a direct descendant of the King of Ghosts, must be eliminated.
The Poison Ghosts are not a major concern, but I haven't obtained the enhancement stone and ranged skill for the Spit Ghost yet, so I need to mark it.
Finally, there's the mysterious force that replaced the counterfeit money.
To be able to do something so extravagant, replacing all the ghost money with counterfeit money all at once.
Chen Feng suspected that the Hungry Ghost King and the Asura King were behind it, and since they dared to target the Ghost King's money, they were obviously potential allies, so there was no need to offend them.
"After finishing this, I have to do that; after finishing that, I have to do this. It's so troublesome."
Thinking of this, Chen Feng suddenly had a brilliant idea.
"Got it!"
Chen Feng climbed to the top of the Holy Ox Mountain and found Yan Kanxi, who is now the Wealth Protector, and said, "You can't get two hundred billion in banknotes, but you can surely get two hundred billion in ghost money, right?"
The Dharma Protector nodded and said, "As instructed by the Bodhisattva, please give your orders, sir."
Chen Feng made a request: "Don't use the newly printed ones. Send someone to secretly build a memorial hall within the church. Whenever a member wants to burn paper money, they should go to the memorial hall to do so."
"no problem."
Chen Feng specifically warned, "Be careful, make sure Niu Mian doesn't find out about this."
The Dharma Protector said, "Don't worry, nothing will happen."
Will everything be alright?
The identity you arranged for me in the last reincarnation was all exposed.
Where does this confidence come from?
Chen Feng scratched his head, but since the other party was a member of Cihang, he didn't say anything more.
And so, half a year passed, and Chen Feng not only completed his mission of being a spendthrift, but also gained three great generals.
[Ding! Mission: I Must Spend Money! Completed. Reward: 10 points]
[Ding! The water ghost you can command has been upgraded to four stars]
[Ding! The ability to command water ghosts has been upgraded to five stars]
. . . . . .
Everything is ready; now it's time to deal with the Ghost King.
According to the memories of the previous life.
Only the King of Hell knows the address of the Ghost King.
The King of Hell will possess Meng Chengcheng's body.
So half a year ago, Chen Feng found Meng Chengcheng in advance and said bluntly, "When you invite the gods, you will be possessed."
Meng Chengcheng asked suspiciously, "Who are you? Why should I believe you?"
In the past, Chen Feng would have tried to persuade Meng Chengcheng with reason and emotion, but now that he has become a cultivator, why waste words on her?
Chen Feng took Meng Chengcheng to the suburbs and, in front of her, punched a dilapidated building to pieces: "See that?"
Meng Chengcheng plopped down on the ground: "I saw it."
"Do you believe it now?"
I believe it.
If you can't persuade them, can't you at least not beat them?
Chen Feng learned this from Meng Chengcheng.
The tradition of spiritual mediumship is passed down within families, and each breakthrough must be reported to the family.
Then, as the Ghost Festival approaches, the family will provide an address for all mediums who have reached the most difficult stage to go and worship, and participate in the ritual to invite the gods.
Choose one lucky person.
A month before Ghost Festival, Meng Chengcheng received a notification telling her to go to Station No. 8 and take the Ghost Train at 6 p.m.
It really is the time of the King of Hell.
Chen Feng had Old Wolf activate his invisibility spell and followed Meng Chengcheng onto the high-speed train bound for the territory of the Hell King.
Besides them, there was also a woman in the car named Meng Min, who was nearly forty years old and had just broken through the difficult stage.
Upon hearing that Meng Chengcheng was only twenty, Meng Min said with envy, "When I was your age, I could only see some blurry spirits at most. It seems that you are the protagonist of this spirit summoning ceremony."
Meng Chengcheng said shyly, "Not at all, you are more experienced than me. You should be the main character this time."
This is the first time I've ever seen people so eager to die.
Chen Feng, who knew the truth, was speechless.
After some time, the train stopped at Hell Station.
This time it wasn't a mountain, but an old forest shrouded in thick fog. At the station entrance, rows of blurry, distorted ghost messengers holding red umbrellas seemed to have been waiting for a long time.
Chen Feng frowned: "A lot."
Old Wolf, lacking both the perception of a medium and Chen Feng's divine sense, asked in confusion, "What's so many?"
Chen Feng made a shushing gesture: "Don't talk, just follow me."
Along the dirt road covered with withered branches and fallen leaves.
The man and the wolf followed the medium to a blue stone shrine.
The ancestral hall was very simple, with only a vaguely defined statue of a deity and an incense burner.
As the medium arrived, the sound of drums filled the air.
Boom!Boom!Boom!
To the rhythmic beat of drums, all the ghost messengers formed a circle, twirling red umbrellas and waving chains, and began a dance of unknown meaning.
Chen Feng was stunned: "This is street dance?"
If you're a professional, you'll definitely recognize this as a ghost play, also known as Nuo dance.
At the end of the dance, all the ghost messengers knelt down before the statue of the god in the most devout posture.
This is the climax of the ceremony.
Offering incense.
The two mediums together offer three incense sticks, and then God will choose a spokesperson.
That's really bold.
Chen Feng took a deep breath.
Anyone who has read a few folk novels knows that you should never worship in a deserted temple in the wilderness, because you never know what kind of ghosts might be inside.
After receiving Chen Feng's warning, Meng Chengcheng was also very uneasy.
Although Chen Feng assured her, "Don't worry, I will do everything in my power to kill the King of Hell."
Meng Chengcheng: "What about me?"
Chen Feng: "You are the price."
Meng Chengcheng: "......"
With the incense offering completed.
The stone statue suddenly moved, as if it had come to life, and turned to face Meng Chengcheng.
Then a dark shadow flew out.
The King of Hell is here.
Meng Chengcheng fainted instantly, her body shaking like a leaf.
If it were an ordinary person, they could hold out for a while against possession.
However, because mediums frequently communicate with spirits, their bodies are like houses without doors, allowing any spirit to enter without any resistance.
Are you alright?
Meng Min was shocked and was knocked unconscious by the dark figure before she could help.
It's about time.
Chen Feng had inquired with the Demon Lord and learned that the moment of possession was when the spirit was at its weakest. If he didn't act now, when would he?
Ancient, wronged spirits!
Chen Feng manipulated magical elements, summoning a horde of howling vengeful spirits that hurled at the dark shadow on Meng Chengcheng.
This move truly lived up to its reputation as a spell specifically designed to attack the soul. After being hit, the King of Hell immediately suffered excruciating pain and howled in agony.
Seeing their leader being attacked, the other ghost messengers stood up, brandishing their chains, ready to take action.
But then, a voice rang out: "Fly!"
One of the ghost messengers flew into the air and exploded into fireworks.
It's the mastermind behind it all.
Subduing the Black Hand was far too easy for Chen Feng.
First of all, Black Hand's skills are only effective against ghosts and monsters, and he is no match for a cultivator like Chen Feng who has a physical body and a powerful primordial spirit.
Secondly, his wish was even simpler.
"King of Hell, I'm sorry, but my brother ordered me to kill you, and he's willing to pay for it."
As he spoke, the Black Hand frantically pointed at people, sending one ghost messenger after another flying into the air.
But even so.
This is the territory of the King of Hell, and the number of his ghost messengers is far beyond what Black Hand alone can handle.
Then the second general appeared.
Suddenly, rain began to fall from the sky, and one of the ghost messengers suddenly twisted his neck to the right and turned into smoke.
[Water Ghost]
With the offerings of ghost money from believers of the Holy Ox Cult over the past six months, it has advanced to the eighth star.
At the eight-star level, the Water Ghost can summon wind and rain, meaning it can be summoned at any time, even on land.
"Unfortunately, once you reach the eighth star, the bonuses provided by ghost money become very small."
"So the Heavenly Kings are all stuck at the eighth star."
Chen Feng sighed and looked at the remaining ghost messengers.
Water Ghost and Black Hand are indeed powerful, but they have one problem: they lack area-of-effect skills.
Ants can kill an elephant if they bite in large numbers; if all the ghostly messengers in the forest swarmed at once, the car might really overturn.
We must summon our ace.
"Ah Fei, come out!"
As Chen Feng shouted, car horns suddenly filled the entire forest.
Drip!
Accompanied by a car horn, a song echoed through the deep mountains:
"Life, can you please spare me this once?"
"In my next life, I just want to be a child who never grows up~"
Accompanied by music from the car stereo, beams of headlights pierced through the thick fog.
After his star upgrade, Afei and his underlings drove out in dump trucks.
Among them, Afei's dump truck was the most eye-catching, because it was on fire all over, making it a veritable train.
boom! boom! boom!
The ghost messengers tried to resist, but were instantly crushed into flattened pancakes.
"Sorry, I thought it was a speed bump."
Afei performed a hearse drift and rushed towards Meng Chengcheng.
Because it was a soul attack, Meng Chengcheng, who had a physical body, was unharmed.
However, the King of Hell, who was in a state of possession and extremely weak, was not so lucky.
There was a loud bang.
The King of Hell hurriedly tumbled and crawled out of Meng Chengcheng's body, landing on the ground, unable to move.
"I used so much force, how are you still alive?" Seeing that the King of Hell hadn't disappeared, Ah Fei felt very embarrassed. "Don't worry, big brother, if I can't kill him within three hits, I'll consider myself a liar."
As he spoke, he jerked the steering wheel, preparing to go again.
"stop!"
Chen Feng made a pause gesture, indicating that the King of Hell could not be killed.
This wasn't just because he intended to get the address of the Ghost King from the King of Hell.
It was also because he didn't want to see another Yaksha under Cihang Bodhisattva's command when he reloaded the game next time.
So Chen Feng walked up to the King of Hell and asked, "Do you want to live?"
The King of Hell was resolute: "Kill me or torture me, it's up to you, but you think you can get the whereabouts of the Ghost King from me? Bah!"
As expected of a loyal follower, they are quite devoted.
If it were anyone else, there would definitely be no way to help them.
But Chen Feng, having played with the ghost-catching system for so long, had already discovered a bug: "I'm asking you, do you want to live?"
The King of Hell, bewildered, asked, "What do you mean?"
Chen Feng, too lazy to waste words, directly unleashed his vengeful spirit magic to torment the other party: "I'm asking you, do you want to live?"
The feeling of being torn apart by vengeful spirits was like being slowly sliced to death, unbearable. After enduring for a while, the King of Hell finally relented and said, "I...I want to live."
Chen Feng pointed to his ear: "You think you can live if you speak so softly? Speak louder, I can't hear you!"
"I want to live!"
"Then I'll let you go; you can live."
The King of Hell thought he had misheard: "It's that simple?"
"Yes, it's that simple."
As soon as Chen Feng finished speaking, he heard a system notification in his ear:
[Objective 1: Defeating the King of Hell has been completed]
[Objective Two: Fulfill the King of Hell's wish: Let the opponent go]
[The King of Hell has been successfully subdued.]
"stand at attention."
At Chen Feng's command, the King of Hell froze in place, out of control: "You little brat, you think you can fight me?"