Tribulation of Myriad Races

A new page had been activated!

Su Yu's full attention was grabbed by what he saw, to the point he even forgot about the pain in his mouth. He was surprised to see the contents of the new page. At the Skysoar Realm, everyone should already have a body forging art. But evidently, this was not the case for the death spirits.

Also, could the death spirits even be considered a race? As for the so-called Deathlight Beam, it was probably the rays of death qi the death spirits had been busy sending his way. So that was their racial ability?

It was so simple. The most interesting part was their foundation source art: Source Acupoint Reversal. Su Yu could guess how the art worked just from its name. This was his first time seeing something like this.

Source acupoints were in charge of providing one with a supply of source qi. The stronger they were, the more powerful one's source qi and life force would be. Was the reversal of source acupoints the origin of death qi?

Since the page was already active, Su Yu did not waste his time guessing. Instead, he consumed another drop of blood essence. After a short moment, he pushed his palm out and released a beam of death qi.

Boom!

The beam struck the wall, leaving a gray mark behind. Once again, Su Yu consumed a drop of blood essence.

Source Acupoint Reversal!

All 360 of his acupoints suddenly reversed. His entire body dried up while death qi started leaking out of his eyes. The source qi circulating in his body was instantly replaced by death qi. He immediately ended the process.

"This...is so harmful for the body."

He felt as though he had just suffered from a grave illness. He hurriedly absorbed heavenly source qi to kickstart his recovery. After a long while, he spat a mouthful of dark blood out. He had harmed himself attempting the reversal, but he also discovered something odd.

This art was different from regular arts which would allow the user to open a certain number of acupoints. Rather, it would reverse one's acupoints regardless of the number of acupoints opened.

Strictly speaking, it could be considered a supplementary art. Yet this was the foundation art of the death spirits. What did that signify?

The death spirits already had their acupoints even prior to the cultivation of this art. In that case, was the difference in the strength of different death spirits a result of the number of acupoints opened prior to the cultivation of this art?

"In that case, it is highly likely that these death spirits are former living beings. Their acupoints were already opened prior to their conversion. This art merely serves to provide them with the ability to reverse their acupoints and release death qi..."

"How unfortunate. It is too harmful for the body."

And that was only the Skysoar blood essence. What if he activated the art with Mountainsea blood essence? Could he even end the process after that? This felt highly similar to the yang acupoint. It was a trump card that would greatly harm him.

"No...I don't need to fight. What if I disguise myself as a death spirit instead?"

His biggest issue was all the death spirits constantly tailing him. Could he disguise himself as a death spirit after reversing his acupoints? Would the death spirits assume that he was a death spirit and stop bothering him?

If he could be the only person immune to the death spirits...holy shit! He could totally spawn even more death spirits, flooding the entire city with death spirits. He would be fine, so why should he care? Meanwhile, everyone else would suffer from that.

The more he thought, the brighter his eyes became. Source Acupoint Reversal. This was a brand new art. He was still fine even after a single activation. He believed he would remain fine even if he attempted another activation. Furthermore, there was no need to consume blood essence to activate the art a second time.

As for the Mountainsea blood essence he purchased, it would only allow him to release death qi attacks at the level of a Mountainsea. This should work.

"Disguising myself as a death spirit..."

Su Yu muttered to himself. A certain understanding slowly dawned on him. In this city, neither he, the mayor, or anyone else was the true dominant party. Rather, it was the death spirits. They were the actual masters of the city. When he became one of them, he no longer needed to fear anything.

He suddenly dragged the furball off his hair and said, "Furball, stay here. I'm going out for a stroll. If I leave just like this, the building will turn into an unoccupied building. I need you to stay here and keep it occupied."

"Are you abandoning me?"

The little furball seemed unwilling. He was quite afraid of staying here himself.

"Cut the crap. I'll be back. I'm only going out to test something." Su Yu stood up and said, "I need to lure more death spirits over and create more chaos. They all believe that I'm all alone. Thus, they won't suspect my absence if this building remains occupied."

Everyone believed that Su Yu had arrived alone. But that was false. He had arrived with an individual that could be considered an independent living being. Furthermore, that individual was a part of an ancient race.

He could sneak out and those people wouldn't suspect anything when they saw that the building was still occupied. He was itching to test the effect of turning himself into a death spirit.

If it could really bamboozle the death spirits...Su Yu grinned. If that were the case, would he still need to fear anything in an ancient city?

Holy shit!

If it worked, those people wouldn't even dare to attack him even when he was standing right in front of him. While they ignored him, thinking that he was a death spirit, he could totally draw his blade and give them a really nice surprise.

The calm character activated and calmed his killing intent. He couldn't fully remove his killing intent, but a suitable amount was no big deal since it was perfectly normal for a death spirit to carry some killing intent on it.

At this moment, Su Yu's eyes were so bright they were blinding. He seemed to have discovered something amazing. This thing he discovered was even better than the so-called opportunities one could find in these ancient buildings. He started praising the Heavenly Hunt Pavilion in his mind. Those masked fellows sure were nice. That transaction with them was totally worth it.

He couldn't move out with the index copy due to its tracking ability. He decided to leave it on the little furball.

Creating chaos...

A new idea emerged in his mind as he started madly attacking the insides of the building. Some of the things were indestructible, but some other things were destroyed. Due to the destruction, more death spirits appeared outside the building.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The knocking on his door intensified.

***

"Has he gone mad?"

The people outside were stunned. What was Su Yu doing this time? How many death spirits had he lured over? Did he bleed himself inside or did he go crazy and start smashing the things inside the building?

The area in front of the door was already stuffed full of death spirits. And even more death spirits were arriving.

Thirty death spirits, thirty-one death spirits...

The death spirits continued knocking on the door. If this was a building in the outer rings, the death spirits would have broken through long ago.

Final Armor and the others watched on. After a while, Final Armor clenched his teeth and said, "Is he trying to create chaos with so many death spirits before slipping away?"

Dao Cheng frowned and said, "With so many death spirits, even if he has some heavenly source qi on him, he will still turn into a withered corpse upon exposure to them."

Suddenly, the door swung open. A ray of blade light shot out.

Boom!

Several death spirits were sent flying.

"The fuck are you knocking for?"

After a loud curse, the door slammed shut again. When Final Armor and the others looked over, the door was already shut. The signboard on it still indicated that the building was occupied.

"Madman."

Even Final Armor couldn't help but admit that this was a madman. After luring so many death spirits over, he even dared to open his door to sneak an attack on them. That human had gone completely crazy.

The death spirits who were sent flying wobbled back up on their feet. Around them, a few more death spirits appeared. This was normal since Su Yu had gone mad and attacked the death spirits. Nobody noticed that one of these death spirits was slightly different from the others.

Su Yu's disguise was almost perfect. Due to the ability of the shadow race, he was able to cloak himself in darkness like the death spirits. He was also emitting clouds of death qi as he drifted about, looking completely the same as any other death spirit.

Thanks to his calm and change characters, the Turtle Breath technique, and the ability of the shadow race, he was able to pull off this disguise. Of course, he was still not perfectly the same as a real death spirit. A real death spirit would have no life in their eyes since they were, well, dead.

As for Su Yu's eyes, it seemed sharp. There was life in them. Fortunately, nobody noticed that. Nobody would bother to meet the gaze of a death spirit, including the other death spirits. They seemed completely unbothered by this new companion in their midst.

Su Yu was in a great mood. As for the discomfort he was feeling from exposure to death qi and the harm it was inflicting on his body, that was not his concern. If he was willing to abandon the little furball, he could actually flee the city with none the wiser.

His successful escape would probably shock the Myriad Realms. He could simply leave silently. And by the time the people in the city got into the building, they would only discover a furball. Perhaps the furball would be dead. And an angry Pseudo Emperor would descend upon them. That was probably the smartest course of action for him to take.

But Su Yu did not intend to make that choice. He was not doing this just so he could flee.

"This feels great!"

The death qi was constantly torturing his body with intense pain, but he ignored it. Pain was nothing. As long as it wasn't strong enough to kill him, everything was fine. He considered this the fair price to pay to walk among the dead as part of the living. He turned his head and looked at the building opposite of his building.

As Dao Cheng had killed a death spirit previously, a few death spirits lingered outside their building. Su Yu was not too conspicuous among the death spirits. Instead of staying near the building the furball was in, he started drifting up and down the street. Due to his movement techniques, he was able to appear and reappear suddenly just like all the other death spirits.

He was quite surprised to see that Dao Cheng had left his door open. How brazen! Actual death spirits would be blocked from entering due to an incorporeal power surrounding all the ancient buildings. But that was not the case for an actual living being.

If Su Yu charged inside, those people would have nowhere to run. But he had to ensure that he could kill them before doing so.

It wasn't easy for him to discover this new disguise. He did not wish to expose his new disguise so soon. Checking the time, he noted that some of these people would need to leave the city soon.

Nearly three days had passed.

Some must leave while some remained to monitor him. Who would be the ones to leave? It was unlikely for Final Armor and Dao Cheng to leave. Was Jiu Xuan leaving? How about Silver Armor?

As for Flame Armor...when Su Yu looked over, he was rendered speechless. Did that guy turn himself into a resident? But the conversion was probably still ongoing, right? In that case, he would probably toss another bloodstained talisman out tonight, right?

What would happen if Su Yu was the one to pick up the talisman? Would the conversion fail? And then...Flame Armor would simply die just by waiting in the city. That was an idea that had appeared in Su Yu's mind when he first encountered the random elk. And now, the idea became further entrenched in his mind.

Flame Armor...this might serve as an excellent test subject. At the moment, Su Yu felt an unprecedented sense of freedom. He did not need any saving. He could save himself! Not only did he require no saving, he could even kill all these bastards! A price must be paid for their attempts on his life.

Sure, he was not Final Armor's match fighting head-on. But what if a weak death spirit were to suddenly attack Final Armor out of nowhere? Would that work? Could a third-stage Mountainsea kill a completely undefended ninth-stage Mountainsea? It was hard to say.

Generally, a ninth-stage Mountainsea would sense an approaching danger before its arrival. What if the calm character was added into the equation to calm that sense of danger? Wow, Great Zhou King was indeed a treacherous bastard for him to come up with such a character.

Su Yu couldn't help but reach that conclusion. The calm character of Great Zhou King was a lot more treacherous than his very own deceit character. This was basically the perfect character for sneak attacks. It could actually nullify an expert's ability to sense incoming dangers. What a dreadful character.

This thing was a lot scarier than even his concealment and movement abilities. This was the perfect example of why character masters were widely considered powerful. As Su Yu roamed the streets as a death spirit, the sky slowly turned dark again. He would welcome his third day in the city soon.

As he roamed the streets, he noted many familiar faces.

An Mintian. Killable.

Tianduo. Killable.

Qin Fang. Kil—wait. What in the world was this guy doing here?

Su Yu did not even check the latest message from the Heavenly Hunt Pavilion before handing the index copy to the little furball. He had even taught the little fellow how to use the index copy. Since the little fellow was going to be idling around, perhaps he could kill some time by chatting with the Heavenly Hunt Pavilion.

As long as the furball remained inside the building, Su Yu could care less about what the little fellow would say to the Heavenly Hunt Pavilion.

***

At the same time.

Heavenly Hunt Pavilion.

The masked man was losing his mind.

"Hey, I have a question. How do I get to eat the yummiest character of all?"

"..."

"Hey, answer me. How much food do I need to eat to not feel hungry ever again?"

"..."

"Hey, answer! Answer! Do you sell super uber yummy characters?"

"..."

The helpless masked man looked at his elder and asked, "Elder, has Su Yu gone mad?" That human was asking to buy some yummy characters. What the fuck was that? Had he gone mad? What type of character could be described with the word yummy? How was he supposed to know that?

As far as he knew, characters were only categorized by their levels. Could it be that characters were also categorized by their taste? He didn't know what to say.

After a short silence, the faceless elder said, "Just block him if he keeps asking these stupid questions. He must have gone crazy under the pressure."

Madman.

Crazy.

Yummy his ass!

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