Chen Shi sat in the wooden cart, letting out a long breath, and thought to himself, "Feng Ruotong, is he the Immortal from Despair Slope who fought to a standstill with the Grand Sacrificial Wine?"

Earlier, while he was pondering the Profound Yin Nine Heavens Technique, he kept one thought guarding outside, making him aware of everything happening outside the teahouse. The Immortal facing off against the Grand Sacrificial Wine was indeed Feng Ruotong, and from their conversation, it seemed they once had a battle, with neither side gaining any advantage.

Chen Shi remembered that back in the underworld, an Immortal from Despair Slope had led Heavenly Dao Practitioners to hunt them down, but he didn't know the name of that Immortal, hence his speculation.

"Feng Ruotong's visit to Beilai City this time is also for the Divine Capital. It seems Despair Slope values the Divine Capital much more than the Upper Realm."

He pondered, "The Grand Sacrificial Wine did not kill me this time, so he wouldn't make a move against me in the short term. His current priority should be to find a talented child, focus on nurturing him, let him practice the Profound Yin Nine Heavens Technique, refine Qi, establish the foundation, contemplate the Divine Shrine, and then sacrifice to Heaven to obtain a Divine Embryo granted by the True God."

He grinned and murmured, "I wonder if the Outer Heaven True God bestows a Divine Embryo or a Demon Fetus?"

What he gave to the Grand Sacrificial Wine was indeed the genuine Profound Yin Nine Heavens Technique, without any falsification.

Following this cultivation technique, one would advance extremely quickly by absorbing Evil Qi and cultivating the Demon Path, reaching the Divine Descent Realm in just a few years.

Once in the Divine Descent Realm, the Demon Fetus would return to the True God's body.

That would be the best moment to corrupt the Outer Heaven True God!

"Step-by-step cultivating the Profound Yin Nine Heavens Technique can indeed corrupt and demonize the Outer Heaven True God!"

Chen Shi looked up at the low-hanging large moon and murmured, "I'd really like to see what the True God looks like after being corrupted and demonized."

He sank into a deep Demon Qi, calming down after a while.

This memory recovery was not without harm, for it allowed him to inherit the resentment and demonic nature accumulated over the past eight years.

"If the Outer Heaven True God is demonized, and the Sun and Moon emit rolling Demon Qi to corrupt Heaven and Earth's Righteous Qi, within ten days to half a month — or even as short as one or two days — the whole West Bull New Continent would turn into a Demon Path World! Heh, Grandpa thought that sealing me would prevent such occurrences..."

The Black Pot running ahead suddenly shivered, stopped, and looked back.

Chen Shi laughed and said, "Black Pot, why do you look at me like that? I'm just joking! Hahaha!"

The Black Pot blinked, feeling that Chen Shi seemed a bit off.

The wooden cart flew thirty thousand miles before it finally got tired and voluntarily descended.

Chen Shi got off the cart, which immediately lit incense for itself, and ran off gleefully to find ghost monsters to fill its belly.

A nearby town had smoke curling up, and as Chen Shi approached, he discovered that the town was inhabited not by the Human Clan, but by the Ghost Clan.

The Ghost Clan members stared at him in astonishment, and Chen Shi smiled at them, saying, "Gua ji gua ji?"

The Ghost Clan members relaxed and responded with a smile, "Gua ji."

Chen Shi walked into the town intending to observe the local customs of the Ghost Clan, when a voice chimed in, "I didn't expect the Child Scholar to be proficient in ghost language."

Chen Shi followed the sound and saw Feng Ruotong lounging lazily in front of a Ghost Clan house, covered in wounds and lacking the previous immortal demeanor. Several Heaven Listeners surrounded him, with quite high cultivation, likely Venerable Kings or Venerable Lords.

The house was also made of stone and crude like the others, but a Yellow Cloth Banner hung outside, fluttering in the wind, with the word "Medicine" embroidered crookedly on it.

Chen Shi paused slightly, noticing a ghost healer was treating Feng Ruotong's injuries.

The ghost healer was shirtless, gaunt and hunched, taller by half a body than a normal person, wearing only tattered animal-skin shorts, with pustules and fleshy strange flowers growing on his body. These strange flowers occasionally opened their buds to release colorful streams of gas.

He had an eye on his forehead, and the divine light from it scanned Feng Ruotong's physical body thoroughly, inside and out.

Various strange patterns appeared on his skin, lighting up in sequence as he treated illness.

When treating the wound on Feng Ruotong's chest, the pattern on the chest of the ghost healer also lit up, the light shining on Feng Ruotong's chest allowed the wound to gradually heal, remarkably impressive.

Feng Ruotong chuckled and said, "Child Scholar, why not come closer to speak?"

Chen Shi felt a chill in his heart but maintained a smile as he walked towards him.

The strength of the Grand Sacrificial Wine and Feng Ruotong was comparable, but with the aid of Chen Shi's Demon Path Dojo, the Grand Sacrificial Wine managed to suppress the Evil Qi within his body, gaining the upper hand and severely injuring Feng Ruotong, forcing him to flee.

Now it seemed Feng Ruotong was injured, but not as seriously as expected.

Even more surprising to Chen Shi was the fact that the ghost healer of this small Ghost Clan town could actually heal the injuries caused by the Grand Sacrificial Wine!

"Did the Grand Sacrificial Wine not see to the death in your skirmish?"

Chen Shi quipped as he approached with a smile, "I thought the Immortal had suffered misfortune, lamenting for quite some time."

Feng Ruotong laughed and said, "I'm sorry to disappoint you. Please have a seat, Child Scholar."

Chen Shi arrived at the stone table, where the Venerable Heaven Listener had already placed a stone stool, and Chen Shi took his seat, observing the busy ghost healer.

Feng Ruotong asked, "Is the Child Scholar curious as to why a ghost healer from a small town could heal injuries left by an Immortal? I won't hide it from you; the Ghost Clan are the remnants of the Great Shang people, transformed into ghosts due to a cataclysm. The Shang people assigned duties to their citizens, with each person born with a duty that they passed down through generations. Among them, the ghost healer in the Great Shang Era was known as Bian Que."

"Bian Que?"

Chen Shi was surprised, looking at the bustling ghost healer, noticing the Dao Pattern lit up on his right pinky. Feng Ruotong's right pinky had been severed by the Grand Sacrificial Wine, and now the wound was continuously regenerating!

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