Corrupt God of Path of the Blood
I have revised the fiction and started writing it as a new novel. Those who want to read it can find it by typing Corrupt Cultivation System. This book will not continue. ------- Even the gods could fall. Corrupt One, one of the most powerful gods in the Dimension of the Gods, had the power of hundreds of thousands of believers with the "Blood of Darkness and Fire" Technique he had created. But the jealousy of the other gods united them all against one god, Corrupt One. This battle even caused rifts in the Dimension of the Gods. Realized he could not win, Corrupt One used the power of the believers to resurrect himself in a new body, but this came at a price. He failed to take his memory with himself and was cursed by the shattered part of his soul. Now his soul is condemned to a cruel life. He is still the same person, even if he is unaware of the power he once had. He did manage to bring one thing with him, though. The Corrupt Seal... Will he be able to bring the soul he carries inside him back to its deserved place? Or will the obstacles in his path put him back to the beginning? The story of a young man born from the dead. Only the darkest hearts can become one with demons. --- Author: The protagonist of this story is a young man who has grown up with various psychological problems and traumas. He knows he is weak, but instead of sitting and crying, he uses his intelligence to get what he wants. Of course it will be strong. Even very powerful. But there is a time for everything. The MC receives power not as a gift from heaven, but as a result of his own efforts. He often makes plans that require him to do many things to achieve them. He does not wait for fate to be kind to him. He takes from it what he needs. MC is not a psychopath who kills everyone he sees. However, he is not afraid to kill whoever he needs to in order to guarantee his job. He doesn't care how many deaths are on the way to his goal. At first, the MC may be scared, he may throw tantrums because of what he is going through in his inner world. He is not a robotic MC, completely removed from humanity. He has feelings. He has to deal with psychological problems and fights the stains they leave on his soul. He learns and grows stronger with time. MC is manipulative. The world expands as the story progresses. Not everything is revealed to the reader at the beginning. It is discovered together with the MC. The huge world contains many supernatural creatures, regions, techniques, places and more. If you want to read an MC who is morally corrupt, has psychological problems, cares about his own self-interest, conspires, plans, manipulates people, hides his power when he is strong and reveals it when necessary, you are in the right place. There may be some grammatical mistakes that are not big enough to affect the reading pleasure. It is updated every day.
Walking with Death
Huan Wei waited for hours. By now Yuchi Meizhen must have talked to many people. She was probably about to go into the forest. The young man couldn't think of a way to handle her. Even Huan Fu's protection wouldn't mean anything.
He straightened the table he had knocked over and picked up the pieces of the chair. He didn't have time to worry about broken glass, though. He thought about Gongsun Xiasheng. Every detail he could think of about that man was important. Huan Wei had slit his throat before throwing him off the cliff. He remembered the blood splattered everywhere. Fortunately, a lot of time had passed. The wind and the animals that roamed there had probably made the tracks unrecognizable. He wouldn't have to worry about the blood, but how would he get rid of it himself? And most importantly...
"No..." Huan Wei stormed out of the house and ran towards the marketplace. He didn't care who was looking at him or not. "If he talks to Huan Zhong, my death is certain," he thought. Of course the merchant was going to use this opportunity to get rid of the young man. He had to prevent the two of them from meeting.
When he arrived at the marketplace, he immediately ran to Huan Zhong's stall. Fortunately, he was still there. The merchant was curious to see him in this state. "What is it, Huan Wei? Why are you running?"
"Things are bad, Huan Zhong." Huan Wei spoke, taking breaths every now and then. He was sweating profusely. Huan Zhong was also worried.
"What happened?"
Huan Wei immediately went behind the stall and approached the man. "That Great Sword Palace disciple Yuchi Meizhen..." he whispered. At the same time, he was checking the surroundings. The girl wasn't there. "Some of that jewelry you sold belonged to her friend. Now she's looking for you and she's very angry."
"What!?" The merchant shouted in surprise and Huan Wei pulled his arm down.
"Be quiet."
"What do you mean she's looking for me? But you brought them. You are the guilty one. You killed her friend."
"I don't think she'll pay attention to this, Huan Zhong, but I'll do you a favor." Huan Zhong was sweating cold sweat.
"What favor?"
"The girl will surely come to your stall. Her first job will be to kill you, but I can send her away. Just go to an inn where you don't normally spend time. Where people won't know you and stay there."
Huan Zhong didn't know what to say. He was too scared of Yuchi Meizhen. Could he trust Huan Wei? In fact, this boy was very cunning at such things. He could trick her and send her away. Believing this, he said, "Okay." and walked away quickly. He left his stall to Huan Wei.
The young man took a deep breath. He had tricked Huan Zhong and sent him away. If the merchant had found out that Yuchi Meizhen was only looking for Huan Wei, he probably would have turned him in. Now, out of fear, he would avoid her at all costs. Still, the biggest trouble was just beginning.
Huan Wei saw Yuchi Meizhen coming towards him with the crowd behind her. She had a cold expression on her pretty face. This frightened the young man. Someone in the crowd pointed at him and said, "That's Huan Wei."
The girl looked at Huan Wei for a few seconds. The young man at the stall swallowed involuntarily. Then the girl turned around and threw a pouch to the crowd. "There's enough here for all of you," she said, then walked up to the counter. Huan Wei felt overwhelmed by her power. It was as if her size was growing with every step. Perhaps Huan Wei was shrinking. When they finally faced each other, the young man stared at her, unable to say anything.
"Are you Huan Wei?" His voice, although soft, felt threatening.
"Yes, it's me," he could hardly say.
"Rumor has it that you go in and out of the forest behind the town a lot. Is that true?"
"Yes," Huan Wei was also starting to sweat. "I was hunting for a living until a few days ago. I don't do it anymore."
Yuchi Meizhen looked at the stall. At that moment, Huan Wei's heart almost stopped. What if something he took from Gongsun Xiasheng was still on the stall? The young man held his breath as she examined the stall. Inwardly, he was praying, not caring which god he was praying to. His journey had only just begun. It should not have ended so soon.
Finally the girl lifted her gaze and spoke. "Why don't you go to the forest anymore? What made you make this decision?"
Huan Wei bowed his head. "I'm being bullied. It's no longer useful for me to go to the forest."
"Too bad." She picked up one of the necklaces and began to examine it. "How much does this cost?"
"Fifteen silver coins."
"I get it." She put the necklace back and looked at Huan Wei. "I don't know the forest, and it seems you're the only one around here who does. I want you to take me to the forest. I need to look around."
"Sure..." He couldn't object. He couldn't object if she wanted to cut his head off there. So he came in front of her. "We can go this way," he pointed in the direction and started walking, but she stopped him by grabbing him by the shoulder.
"We won't waste time walking," she said, then slowly swung her hand from right to left. A swirling blue energy appeared and disappeared after taking the shape of a sword. The broadsword reappeared. The sword slowly assumed a horizontal position and descended. The whole crowd watched in awe as Yuchi Meizhen stood on the sword. Then the girl turned to Huan Wei. "Come on, jump."
"What?" The young man was surprised. He had never seen anything like this before. What was this about standing on swords? He didn't know how to react, but the girl grabbed him and pulled him to flying sword.
"Hold me tight." As soon as Yuchi Meizhen said that, the sword suddenly flew up. Huan Wei was so shocked that he lost his balance and started to fall down. She immediately reached out a hand and grabbed him by the arm and pulled him up with one hand. Huan Wei realized he was in an even worse situation. This girl had also practiced Body Temperance. "I told you to hold on tight."
When the young man's feet started to step on the sword again, there was a great excitement in him. He was high off the ground. He was very high... He had never seen the town from this angle. The wind caressing his hair had never felt so good, but it felt impossible to keep his balance. Huan Wei put his arms around her waist. She turned her head to him and said, "If I sense any perverted intentions, I will kill you." Actually, it was a very unnecessary sentence. For Huan Wei, who was excited about flying for the first time at that moment, her waist was no different from an ordinary pole. He just wanted not to fall down.
They began to move quickly across the sky, splitting the wind. The tip of the broadsword pointed in the direction they were going. It seemed to be guided by her simple footwork. It was obvious that she had done this perhaps hundreds of times because she had no problem with balance. Even when Huan Wei was holding on to her.
Within seconds they left the town behind and started flying over the forest. Yuchi Meizhen surveyed the forest and said, "There is an old graveyard somewhere among these trees. Have you seen it before?" she asked. The young man hadn't even heard her. Being in the sky was wonderful. It was also scary. Everything seemed so small. Was this what it felt like to be in the sky?
"I'm talking to you, Huan Wei."
Huan Wei came to his senses. He looked at the forest below. "I... I'm not sure. I've heard many stories about this forest before, but I've never gone that deep. I'm only at the Traveler stage of the first realm."
Yuchi Meizhen looked at the forest for a few more seconds. "And have you seen Gongsun Xiasheng? You were in the crowd when I described him."
Huan Wei's heart leapt out of his chest again. How had this girl seen him? How had she recognized his face in all the crowds? "I rarely see anyone in the forest. I vaguely remember someone like you said, but he wasn't in the depths."
"Where was he?"
"Near the border..." Huan Wei paused for a moment. He was trying to organize what he was going to say. "He seemed eager to go deeper. He ignored me and continued on his way."
"Show me where you saw him."
Huan Wei looked down, but for a moment he could not understand the path. "I've never seen the forest from this angle before. Can we go down?"
"All right." Yuchi Meizhen pressed the front of the sword with her foot and they began to descend. Huan Wei's legs trembled as they slowly descended to the ground. She saw him like this. "Don't worry. It happens to everyone on their first flight." He swung his hand from right to left and the sword disappeared, covered in energy again.
"It was perfect."
"Just a simple mount." Yuchi Meizhen looked around. "Now show me where you saw Gongsun Xiasheng."
Huan Wei had a strange feeling as he started to walk ahead. This girl seemed like a good person. Her sentences were the sentences of a good person. Was it because Huan Wei was afraid of her that she felt so threatening? The young man had been scared before, but he had never felt this way around anyone. He felt that something was wrong.