Others Level Up, but I Pursue Cultivation!

Chapter 100: Chapter 97: The Terrifying Bad Luck Talent, A Walking Nuclear Weapon!

Translator: 549690339

[Gradually, you realize that the elixirs you’ve been concocting don’t actually carry the curse of bad luck; it’s you who are the unlucky one. Wherever you go, misfortune seems to befall those around you.]

[Thus, you feel even more justified in staying within the Descending Sect, hoping to bring your own bad luck upon them.]

[In the fourth year, you still practice Body Refinement every day and even begin concocting Soul Condensing Pills.]

[That year, the Descending Sect loses two Elder-level figures to death.]

[In the fifth year, having ample Flesh Essence and adopting the Body Cultivation methods of the Witch Clan, your Body Refinement Cultivation Level successfully breaks through to the third layer of the Origin Martial Realm.]

[That year, the Descending Sect loses a Protector-level figure.]

[In the sixth year, you continue concocting Soul Condensing Pills; over the course of the year, you produce hundreds of batches, with nearly three hundred pills turning out successfully. You feel your technique is ever improving.]

[That year, two Protectors lead several Elders on a covert assassination mission at Demon-Subduing Pass against the Human Race’s disciples. They are mistaken for foes by the Foreign Race, and all participating Protectors and Elders are killed, while Damned Zong suffers severe injuries. But, with an abundance of life-saving tricks up his sleeve, he narrowly escapes death and manages to cling on to life.]

Su Xing nearly bursts into laughter at this; with his innate bad luck, he’s practically a walking nuclear bomb!

“Goodness, I’ve done nothing but stay inside the Descending Sect, and nearly half of their Protectors and Elders are dead, right? If I stay a bit longer, won’t the entire Descending Sect be finished?”

“The only pity is that Damned Zong somehow managed to escape with his life. That guy is really cautious!”

Su Xing sighs and continues the simulation.

[In the seventh year, you further improve your technique of concocting Soul Condensing Pills and hand over all the hundreds of pills you produce to Luo Shuying, hoping to boost her and her tribespeople’s strength.]

[Luo Shuying graciously accepts and wishes to invite you for a meal to express her thanks, but you swiftly decline, fearing that your bad luck might spread to Luo Shuying.]

[That year, only one Elder of the Descending Sect dies.]

[In the eighth year, your Body Refinement Cultivation Level progresses further, and you become a fourth layer Origin Martial Realm cultivator.]

[Whenever you have nothing to do, you take a few laps in front of Damned Zong’s door, hoping to keep passing on your bad luck to him.]

[In the ninth year, your skill in concocting Soul Condensing Pills further improves, with nearly a fifty percent success rate, and you master the art of concocting these pills to a minor degree of proficiency.]

[That same year, Damned Zong nearly dies from an accident during cultivation, vomiting three pounds of blood.]

“Holy shit, how tough is Damned Zong’s luck? Vomiting three pounds of blood and still not dead?!”

Su Xing’s eyes widen as he silently prays for a curse to finish off Damned Zong, so he can inherit his wealth.

“Keep up the effort. The moment Damned Zong dies, I’ll snatch up all his wealth—it’s like killing without lifting a finger!”

Su Xing continues the simulation.

[In the tenth year, you spend a year concocting Soul Condensing Pills, using up the last piece of Condensing Spirit Wood.]

[In the eleventh year, you began trying to craft mid-grade elixirs, the Turtle Breath Pill. The Turtle Breath Pill is an enhanced version of the Breath Concealing Pill. It is said that even cultivators of the Mahayana level cannot discern the true cultivation level of one who has consumed a top-quality Turtle Breath Pill. You thought this elixir would be well-suited for the cautious you and thus began its crafting.]

[The crafting of the Turtle Breath Pill required a special herb known as Turtle Spirit Stone, said to be formed from the shell of a thousand-year-old Demon King tortoise upon its death.]

[You asked Luo Shuying to help you find this herb in the treasury of the Descending Sect, but alas, the Turtle Spirit Stone was not found.]

[Having no alternative, you contacted the Great Xia Military, hoping they could help you find the Turtle Spirit Stone.]

[To your surprise, after several months, Lu Yuanwu actually brought you a good amount of Turtle Spirit Stones, and so you began crafting the Turtle Breath Pills.]

[It took you one year to successfully get a grasp of crafting Turtle Breath Pills. Although the pills you crafted were of poor quality and not as miraculous as the formula described, they were already sufficient to conceal your aura from the eyes of a seasoned Divinity Transformation cultivator like Damned Zong.]

[A thought crossed your mind, and you decided to sneak into Damned Zong’s home and hide.]

[You took Turtle Breath Pills daily to ensure your aura remained undetected by Damned Zong, and surprisingly, you managed to fool him.]

[Damned Zong’s luck continued to worsen. You even saw him tripping over his left foot with his right, tumbling face first into the dirt.]

[At night, Damned Zong often had bad dreams, looking dispirited and lacking the prestige he once had as a cultivator of Divinity Transformation.]

[Overjoyed, you prepared to add fuel to the fire, intending to completely ruin Damned Zong.]

[In the twelfth year, your cultivation level successfully broke through to the fifth layer of the Origin Martial Realm.]

[One day, while hiding under Damned Zong’s bed, you heard him talking to himself, saying he was cursed with a hex. Hence, Damned Zong planned to flee far away to escape this strange curse.]

[The next day, Damned Zong left the Descending Sect for an unknown destination.]

[That same year, Luo Shuying’s homeland was overrun by a Foreign Race, and thousands from the Spirit Race sought refuge on Blue Star.]

“Holy shit, isn’t Damned Zong too wretched?! He actually fucking ran away?”

Su Xing, feeling thwarted, slapped his thigh in frustration. He was so close to seeing Damned Zong meet his demise, but the guy turned out to be even more cautious than he had anticipated!

“However, the Descending Sect is nearly done for because of my meddling, so there’s no rush,” said Su Xing as he continued with his simulation.

[In the thirteenth year, the Great Xia Military saw the emergence of tens of thousands of Grandmaster Level powerhouses and even several hundred Heavenly King Level powerhouses, all due to your continuous supply of elixirs.]

[The Descending Sect should have been aware of all this and conducted a thorough investigation. However, having suffered great losses over the years, they were truly incapable of attending to the matter and thus you were not suspected or investigated.]

[That year, you continued your cultivation, busy with alchemy, as if everything in the outside world had nothing to do with you.]

[In the fourteenth year, another great calamity befell the Descending Sect, resulting in the demise of all remaining protectors and elders.]

[That same year, internal strife arose within the Descending Sect. A fight broke out between the leaders of the Nature Faction and the Zealot Faction. Unexpectedly, the leader of the Zealot Faction accidentally killed the leader of the Nature Faction—a Legendary Level powerhouse—on the spot. Suddenly, the entire Descending Sect began to crumble, teetering on the brink of collapse.]

Su Xing burst into laughter when he saw this. The leader of the faction within the Descending Sect was a true big shot, a Legendary Level powerhouse.

Just like that, killed because of the internal strife within the sect?

“This… such bad luck talent is too abnormal, isn’t it?”

Su Xing felt somewhat shocked in his heart. If only this ill luck could continue to follow the Descending Sect.

Unfortunately, the side effects of this talent were too severe, and Su Xing’s frail body couldn’t withstand it at all! What if he was the one to suffer a deadly misfortune?

If he died in the simulation, that would be the end of it, but in reality, Su Xing had only one life, right?

“So, should I bring this bad luck talent out or not?”

Su Xing fell into deep thought.

“Forget it, I’ll just simulate it first. If I keep hesitating, I might start suffering from decision paralysis…”

Su Xing turned his gaze to the simulation panel.

[In the fifteenth year, the overall strength of the Descending Sect declined. Countless sect members were severely wounded or killed, leaving only a few leaders of several factions, each becoming a commander without soldiers, and the Descending Sect’s influence on the Human Race greatly reduced.]

[In the same year, you, along with Luo Shuying, raided the treasury of the Descending Sect. Unfortunately, you were discovered by the treasury’s guardian, Dragon Protector. Luo Shuying broke through to become a Legendary Level fighter on the spot, and you and Luo Shuying narrowly escaped with your lives.]

[After defecting from the Descending Sect, you and Luo Shuying prepared to join the Great Xia Military, but you feared that your talent would bring misfortune upon the entire Great Xia Military, so you could only find a place to go into hiding.]

[On a daily basis, you continued your cultivation, and you also crafted elixirs for the Great Xia Military while obtaining enough Flesh Essence of Demonic Beasts.]

[In the sixteenth year, your Cultivation Level made a further breakthrough, reaching the sixth layer of the Origin Martial Realm.]

[In the seventeenth year, you improved the previously crafted Fasting Pill prescription, adding a tiny amount of Demonic Beast Flesh Essence into the Fasting Pill. The efficacy of the Fasting Pill greatly increased, allowing even Grandmaster Level professionals to fast for three months without feeling hunger.]

[In the eighteenth year, another year of diligent cultivation, your strength continued to increase steadily. However, as your Body Refinement Cultivation Level kept improving, you found that the Flesh Essence of Demon Kings was becoming less and less effective for you.]

[You attempted to obtain the Flesh Essence of Demon Emperors from the Great Xia Military. Unfortunately, the Flesh Essence of Demon Emperors was extremely rare. However, because your status was sufficient, a Legendary General who guarded the Demon-Subduing Pass was willing to keep an eye out for you. Should the opportunity arise, he would provide you with the Flesh Essence of Demon Emperors.]

[In the nineteenth year, the Demonic Beast Flesh Essence you consumed daily increased to five jin, and Spirit Rice grew to twenty jin, and you regularly took Origin Martial Pills, with your Body Refinement Cultivation Level still increasing steadily.]

[In the twentieth year, you still had not obtained the Flesh Essence of Demon Emperors, but thanks to the talent of your massive appetite, your Body Refinement Cultivation Level continued to increase steadily, and you felt yourself getting closer to breaking through to the seventh layer of the Origin Martial Realm.]

[In the twenty-first year, you successfully broke through to become a seventh-layer cultivator of the Origin Martial Realm.]

[During the same year, the situation at the Demon-Subduing Pass dramatically worsened. Two faction leaders from the Descending Sect personally took action, cooperating with the Foreign Race to launch a surprise attack on the Demon-Subduing Pass. In a single night, hundreds of Heavenly King Level experts perished, and two Legendary Level fighters were killed in action.]

Su Xing slightly furrowed his brow, muttering to himself:

“Is the Descending Sect planning a fight to the death? The sect is indeed on the brink of extinction, but there are still a few top-tier experts. I didn’t expect them to become so desperate!”

Su Xing sighed. This was unexpected for him.

He had thought that the Descending Sect’s near annihilation would extend the time of the apocalypse by a few more years. Instead, it had plunged the Demon-Subduing Pass into crisis.

“Wait… Could my bad luck be affecting the Great Xia Military?”

Su Xing suddenly considered this possibility. Although he had tried to avoid contact with the Great Xia Military in the simulator, it was inevitable that bad luck could have an impact.

“This talent really is not easy to control!”

Su Xing sighed, thinking that if he could freely control this bad luck talent, it would be a killing stroke, but unfortunately, he couldn’t.

Su Xing continued the simulation.

[In the twenty-second year, the battle between the Human Race and Demonic Beasts inside Demon-Subduing Pass intensified. Martial Emperor Level professionals began to die frequently. And as you wished, you obtained a piece of the Demon Emperor’s Flesh Essence.]

[After consuming the Flesh Essence of the Demon Emperor, you only felt an abundance of energy within your body nearly bursting out. Fortunately, your physical body was tough enough, and the talent of your massive appetite crazily helped you digest the Flesh Essence of the Demon Emperor.]

[With the aid of the Demon Emperor’s Flesh Essence, your Cultivation Level progressed by leaps and bounds. If you could consume this Flesh Essence every day, you would most likely break through your current realm in just a year or two.]

[Unfortunately, you didn’t have enough time for cultivation. Under the relentless fierce attacks of the Demonic Beasts, the Demon-Subduing Pass fell, and the Human Race was on the brink of extinction.]

[In the same year, a giant beast descended upon the real world and swallowed the entire Great Xia Country.]

[You died!]

[Your talent for dying regretfully activated, and you saw nothing but darkness…]

[Ding, this simulation has ended!]

After the simulation ended, Su Xing’s brows were tightly knitted. He had never expected that the time of the apocalypse’s arrival would be even earlier than before, by a few days.

“Sigh, it doesn’t matter. I’m fortunate that these two years don’t make a difference… I gained enough from this simulation!”

Su Xing sighed.

The greatest gains from this simulation came from the memories he brought from the immersive simulation of the Luotian Meeting Instance.

“Holy shit, I just remembered, what if all three of my Gathering Spirit Flowers are either male or female? Wouldn’t that mean they can’t reproduce?”

Su Xing’s face turned sour as he quickly checked the sex of the three Gathering Spirit Flowers.

Fortunately, Su Xing discovered tiny yellow spots on the pistil of one of the Gathering Spirit Flowers.

“Thank goodness, two male Gathering Spirit Flowers and one female. This is completely suitable for pollination and breeding!”

Su Xing breathed a sigh of relief.

After resolving the major issue with the Gathering Spirit Flowers, Su Xing fell into contemplation again.

“This bad luck talent, to take it or not, really is a bit troublesome!”

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