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.
Trouble
"You can't escape, Huan Wei. We already have part of your soul. The rest belongs to us. Your place is the Black Void. Your fate is sealed."
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A few days had passed. Huan Wei would leave home in the morning, go to Huan Zhong, carry a few boxes and get paid. The accessory merchant was not happy about this, but there was nothing he could do. Seeing the young man inside the town hall scared him. So he paid him and kept him quiet.
Huan Wei was happy. He went out when his father was at home, came back when he left and continued to train with pieces of wood. With some of the money he had earned, he had sent Huan Zhong to buy himself another High Tier Natural Energy pill. Although the energy contained in the pill didn't allow him to break through the entire stage in one go, it allowed him to move from beginner to middle stage. He also gave Huan Chao 15 copper coins a day to get rid of him. Sometimes Huan Chao would come to the stall and ask for an advance, and Huan Zhong would give him some of Huan Wei's money and send him on his way. Everything was perfect for the young man.
Since he had started working with Huan Zhong, neither Huan Quon nor Huan Kong had made a move. The merchant's son must have received Huan Fu's warning. He hadn't given him any trouble. Huan Kong was nowhere to be seen. His son had been executed. No one had seen him since. He probably never set foot outside his house. Although this made Huan Wei uneasy, he had no choice but to rely on Huan Fu's protection.
He had intended to buy himself a sword, but thought Huan Chao would take that away too, so he gave it up. The alcoholic bastard didn't care about Huan Wei's situation. Even though the young man earned enough money to live in any inn, he didn't try. Because he wanted to hide his earnings and he doubted that Huan Zhong would continue to do so for long. He would probably have to take care of the merchant before long. Now that the caravan had packed up and left, people were minding their own business. It would be hard to catch a chance.
Huan Wei left his house and started walking towards the marketplace. As the wind ruffled his hair, he closed his eyes and savored the moment. Despite all the pressure on him, it still felt good. When he lifted his head and looked up at the sky, he saw something flying fast. He was a little surprised because it didn't look like a bird. It was quite big, but at that distance he could not understand what it was. The flying thing descended quickly and landed near the town hall. People had also seen it and everyone was heading towards it. Huan Wei started running. He was very curious about what the flying thing was.
He ran and soon arrived at the town hall. He saw a girl of medium height standing among a large crowd of people. She looked a few years older than Huan Wei. She was wearing a thin blue dress. Her short hair just reached her neck. She had a pretty face. She also seemed to be wearing light makeup.
The first thing Huan Wei noticed was the sword flying by itself in the air behind the girl. The main part, an inch wide, did not look like metal. The hilt was too thick for anyone to grab and swing it. This was probably not her main weapon. Because she had a thinner sword hanging at her waist. When she swung her hand quickly from right to left, the broadsword was enveloped in a swirling blue energy and disappeared. Everyone watched this scene in awe.
Exiting the town hall, Huan Fu straightened his clothes as he walked over to the girl. Then he bowed respectfully and greeted her. "Welcome to Bitter Sea Town. My name is Huan Fu. I am the town representative of the sect."
The girl bowed her head with the same respect and greeted the old man. "My name is Yuchi Meizhen, Representative Huan Fu."
Everyone was watching them. Huan Wei was busy examining her equipment. On his finger was a storage ring. Her clothes were well suited for battle, unlike the girls who were engaged in love affairs. Looking at the scabbard of the sword on her waist, it was nothing the ordinary. Not to mention the sword that had just disappeared.
Yuchi Meizhen continued. "I am one of the outer disciples of the Great Sword Palace."
The words that came out of her mouth increased everyone's astonishment. They were all watching her in awe. A disciple of the Great Sword Palace... And in Bitter Sea Town... Huan Wei was also excited to hear this. Even Huan Shanyuan was preparing to enter the sect, Yuchi Meizhen must be much stronger than him. Which path had she chosen?
"Welcome again, then. You will be given the best treatment during your stay here." Even Huan Fu was respectful towards her. If Huan Shanyuan was there, he would probably treat her with respect too.
Yuchi Meizhen shook her head from side to side. "Thank you, but I don't plan to stay here, I'm here to look for a friend." People thought they could no longer be surprised. A disciple of the Great Sword Palace had a friend in this town? Who was that lucky bastard? Why didn't anyone know about it?
Huan Fu stroked his beard. "Of course. If you tell me the name of your friend, I can send word for him to come here."
The girl turned and began to survey the crowd. Huan Wei was still looking at her. "No," Yuchi Meizhen said. "My friend is not from this town. He recently came to the forest here on business, but he hasn't been back for a while. I'm here to take him away or to find out what happened to him, if anything has happened to him."
She walked towards the crowd. "Have any of you seen a stranger? He must have come here in the last two weeks. He is tall with brown hair and wields a sword. His name is Gongsun Xiasheng. He is not a disciple of the Great Sword Palace. He lives in Broken Mountain Town. I left him at the border of the Bright Forest. Then he entered your sparse forest. He still hasn't returned. If anyone has seen him, I will pay you for every word you say that benefits me."
People looked at each other. Huan Wei took a step back. Gongsun Xiasheng... According to her description, he was the man Huan Wei had killed and thrown off the cliff. Fear gripped his heart like ivy. His breathing quickened. He couldn't think of a worse scenario. He could handle a family member from another town, but a disciple of the Great Sword Palace? This was too bad. Huan Wei took a step back and started to move away from the crowd. He was careful not to run. Yuchi Meizheng wouldn't see him. Because he was surrounded by people trying to say things to him and get money. Everyone from the richest to the poorest wanted to take something from her. Probably the payment she would make would be worth a fortune.
Huan Wei walked quickly and walked away. "Fuck!" he said to himself. When one of the people who heard him looked in his direction, he quickened his steps and walked even further away. "I'm dead," he thought. "Surely someone must have seen the guy go into the forest. The girl will go into the forest and find nothing. Then she will look for someone who goes in and out of these forest. I'm the only one in the whole town who spends time in the forest! She'll come to me anyway. What am I going to do now?"
He could feel the fear inside him. Huan Wei was neither a chosen cultivator nor a rich man. He could not sacrifice anyone this time. It was only a matter of time before Yuchi Meizhen went into the forest. He had to find a way out. Maybe a lie, maybe a plan. He needed something.
"If the fishermen found his corpse, they must have thought he had committed suicide, but she knows him. If Gongsun Xiasheng wasn't suicidal, she'll know it was murder. Either way, it's gonna blow up in my head! Maybe if she doesn't find me... No, if she can't find me, she'll get suspicious and come after me. Damn it!"
Huan Wei came home. He sat in one of the chairs at the table. He put his head in his hands and began to brood. In a few hours at most, Yuchi Meizheng would come to his house. He had to arrange the explanations he would give and the excuses he would use, but she was a Great Sword Palace disciple. She wasn't going to believe everything like ordinary town idiots.
"Okay..." Huan Wei took a deep breath. "I'm only at the Traveler stage. I'm the most pathetic person in town. There's no way someone like me can kill Gongsun Xiasheng. I can walk through this." Then he stopped. "No, I can't. I don't know if the fishermen found the body, he was covered in blood. He was probably wounded many times. The girl should be able to tell which wounds came later than the others. If she sees the body, she'll know he received the fatal blow later. Fuck this shit!"
He angrily grabbed the table and overturned it. All the bottles spilled and shattered on the floor. The remnants of food were scattered around, but it wasn't enough to calm him down. He picked up one of the chairs, knocked it against the wall and smashed it to pieces.
"I need to find something!"