Chapter 72 - Shabby
Chapter 72: Shabby
‘There’s no upper limit again! In other words, as long as one is willing, one can stack infinitely!’
Zhou Feng looked at the passive Soul Harvesting and raised his eyebrows.
Evidently, this passive skill was ridiculously powerful.
This was because its effect could be stacked infinitely, unlike the passive Master Hunter.
The passive Master Hunter allowed him to stack 1 hunting mark per new lifeform he killed.
However, there was a limit to the number of new lifeforms in this world, even though Master Hunter’s description did not explicitly state it.
However, the hunting marks could not be stacked infinitely.
On the other hand, the passive Soul Harvesting was different. As long as Zhou Feng killed a cultivator, he would have the chance to collect their soul.
This did not have Master Hunter’s passive and invisible restriction.
Assuming Zhou Feng’s lifespan was 100 years, how terrifying would his soul power be if he harvested 1,000 souls per year?
“And there’s a lot of room for manipulation!”
After reading this passive skill’s description, Zhou Feng couldn’t help but harbor a sinister thought.
It would be too easy for him to harvest a soul when he was strong enough.
For example, he could kill at will regardless of good or evil. He would collect tens of thousands of souls if no one stopped him.
Another example was that he might be able to establish a sect.
He could absorb a large number of new disciples every year. When these new disciples cultivated to a certain level, he would harvest them one by one.
These dark thoughts were completely out of Zhou Feng’s control. They couldn’t help but appear.
Especially in this world, there weren’t many moral restrictions.
No one knew him. Everyone else was just a stranger to him.
In addition, Zhou Feng had seen and experienced many dark things in the Tri-Gu Sect.
Zhou Feng forced himself to calm down. His desires could not control him.
‘No rush! This is just one of the many passive skills.’
He would be able to draw out even better passive skills in the future. Thus, there was no need for a mere passive skill to cause him to lose his mind.
‘That’s right! That mark!’
In order to prevent himself from harboring dark thoughts, Zhou Feng diverted his attention.
Old Demon Gu seemed to have left a mark on his body if he remembered correctly.
Before breaking through to the Soul Altar realm, he had been unable to sense anything suspicious.
But now? After opening up the Soul Altar, Zhou Feng could also use his soul power to inspect his surroundings.
He immediately looked at his right hand.
Sure enough, this time was completely different from what he had seen before.
Under the blessing of his soul power, his right hand was now attached to a black sphere of soul power.
This sphere of soul power was like gangrene that was attached to the bone, firmly sticking to his hand.
What’s worse, that sphere of soul power had been seeping into his body.
If he did not observe it carefully, he would not have noticed it at all.
‘Is it like this again?’
Zhou Feng’s heart was immediately filled with an unknown fire, and a feeling of annoyance arose spontaneously.
It was always like this! The feeling of being constantly threatened by someone was really too unpleasant.
From the Bloodthirsty Gu and the Heart-Linking Gu to the mark this Old Demon Gu left now.
He seemed to be in a state of being threatened.
‘Soon! I am already in the Soul Altar realm! When the time comes…’
Zhou Feng’s anger slowly subsided. He believed that these days would not last for long. His speed of improving his strength would definitely surpass everyone else with so many passive skills helping him.
Moreover, no one would notice Zhou Feng.
At present, in the eyes of others, Zhou Feng should be a person with relatively good luck. He was barely able to break through to the Soul Altar realm, and his Soul Altar was only a Grade-9 one.
He also didn’t have any backing behind him, and his physique wasn’t special.
Moreover, his aptitude wasn’t considered monstrous. Basically, no one would pay too much attention to such a person.
In the end, he would just become a nobody, which was suitable for him. He would pretend to be a pig to eat a tiger. He would take advantage of this situation in order to increase his passive skills’ stacking buffs.
Still, although the current Zhou Feng had broken through to the Soul Altar realm, he was completely ignorant of all the Soul Altar cultivation knowledge and techniques.
Meanwhile, his body was also riddled with injuries because no one taught him previously.
He should find someone to guide him on his cultivation path. Otherwise, it would be very easy for an accident to happen.
Unfortunately, he was the only one left on Bitter Bamboo Peak. The only person he could find was Old Demon Gu.
‘I can only go and find him! Otherwise, the rest of my cultivation path will be too difficult!’
Zhou Feng did not want to face Old Demon Gu. At least, he did not want to stand in front of Old Demon Gu without the ability to protect himself.
Old Demon Gu only needed to make a slight move, and his life would be in his pocket.
Although this kind of feeling was really unpleasant, he was all alone and had no other way. After all, Old Demon Gu was his master in name!
After thinking for a while, Zhou Feng slowly walked to the back of the mountain.
The back of the mountain was still as gloomy as before. He had come here once before.
At that time, the back of the mountain had almost been barren, giving people a strange and cold feeling.
At the same time, it would constantly increase one’s appetite. One’s stomach may not be hungry at all, but saliva would constantly flow out of their mouths.
Fortunately, Zhou Feng had the Level-2 Gluttony, or else he would have been controlled by his appetite long ago.
“Looks like you have a few secrets! You actually relied on a Spirit Nurturing Pill to break through to the Soul Altar realm!
“Moreover, you’ve cultivated the Demon-Devouring Technique, and you’re actually not affected by your appetite?”
Zhou Feng had just arrived at the back mountain when a rough voice entered his ears.
It was Old Demon Gu’s voice.
It was different from the mature woman’s voice from last time. This time, it was the voice of a brawny middle-aged man.
When Zhou Feng heard Old Demon Gu say that he had secrets, his expression was a little stiff, and he forcefully changed the topic.
“Master! That—”
“Master? Hahaha~” Old Demon Gu interrupted him like before. “Interesting! It seems that you really have a lot of secrets! This is Bitter Bamboo Peak’s heritage jade slip!”
After saying that, a black jade slip flew toward him.
Zhou Feng was quick and caught the jade slip.
“It contains all the information you want to know! I hope you can survive and beat those monsters. Otherwise, you can only become a part of my Thousand Soul Banner!”
After saying this, the back mountain once again returned to its previous silence.
There was only a jade slip—this was the only support Zhou Feng could obtain now.
Compared to the other peaks, the support he received could be said to be shabby.
If the people from the other peaks broke through to the Soul Altar realm, then they could directly obtain resources from the sect.
First, there were the trained slaves that could assist you in your daily cultivation and collect resources.
Most importantly, when these slaves were handed over to you, they also brought along the Heart-Linking Gu. There was no need to worry about the loyalty of these slaves.
Secondly, there were all sorts of Soul Altar cultivation methods, life-saving talismans, medicinal pills, and materials to forge spiritual tools.
After reaching the Soul Altar realm, the sect would begin to truly invest in its disciples.
Unfortunately, Zhou Feng was on Bitter Bamboo Peak.
There wasn’t a single form of help mentioned above. There was only a jade slip.
This jade slip was given by Old Demon Gu when he was in a good mood. If he was in a bad mood, not to mention this jade slip, he might even swallow Zhou Feng whole~