Fantasy: I'm Really Not A Supreme Master!-Chapter 981 - 889 Dying of Drought

Chapter 981: Chapter 889: Dying of Drought

Chapter 981 -889: Dying of Drought

Sudden upheaval arose!

From the depths of the Great Cultivation Site of the Demonic Path, billowing Ghostly Fog unexpectedly appeared.

A terrifying Ghostly Being, with boundless might, instantly attacked.

“Not right… what is… what ghostly thing is this?”

Xinning furrowed her brows tightly, these ghosts looked starkly different from those she had seen in the Yang Realm.

Ghosts in the Yang Realm looked more like Cultivators whose Souls hadn’t dissipated but had gathered.

However, the Ghostly Beings in the Path-Scenic Land seemed to have arisen alongside the Dao itself, mysteriously unpredictable, incomparable.

“Ghostly Beings that escape from Samsara are also called Departed Spirits.”

Demon Fiend spoke,

“Since the Lord of Reincarnation died, the authority of Samsara has dissolved, those Cultivators who had grasped the Dao but ultimately perished left behind ‘Departed Spirits.’ With nowhere to go, they can only enter Path-Scenic Lands, bringing calamity into the world…”

“When Samsara is severed, a night of myriad ghosts occurs, leading to great misfortunes in the world.”

She revealed a significant secret!

Path-Scenic Land, inherently similar to Samsara, exists between reality and illusion.

Therefore, the Ghostly Beings and Departed Spirits entering Samsara, if unable to reincarnate, become “wandering spirits,” scattering into the Path-Scenic Lands of Cultivators in Gate Opening.

“This was the direct cause of the great turmoil back then.”

Demon Fiend opened her mouth, and after finishing speaking, stepped forward, positioning herself in front of Xinning,

“Go quickly.”

“I will detonate this Path-Scenic Land. When the time comes, this Departed Spirit will have nowhere to go, fall into the present world and be suppressed by the laws of heaven and earth.”

Xinning said:

“But if you do that, you’ll die too, right?”

Demon Fiend suddenly smiled a bit and said:

“You call me stupid, but you’re the fool. I’m already dead!”

“Hurry up… survive for me. Whether you are my remnant shadow, my obsession, just go. When Big Brother wakes up and sees you, he will remember me…”

“He will never forget me, never.”

In that moment, Demon Fiend’s eyes, usually as cold as frost and covered in gray fog, faintly smiled, her smile as pure and kind as a child’s, revealing an indelible warmth.

Taking a deep breath, she concealed that warmth and kindness and then said:

“Get lost!”

After that, she suddenly lunged at the attacking Departed Spirit!

In that moment, Demon Fiend was akin to a peerless Demon King. Numerous frightening rules of the Demonic Path manifested around her; in her Path-Scenic Land especially, a Dao path of the Demonic Path unfolded, containing the most terrifying demonic power, and struck fiercely towards that Ghost!

A stunning strike made the entire Great Cultivation Site of the Demonic Path tremble, Demonic Path Rules whirled, and the Chaos Fog surged wildly.

However, within the fearsome ghost fog, a terrifying emerald ghost claw, tearing through everything, instantly attacked.

The emerald ghost claw bore a light yellow ring marking, conspicuously striking.

Demon Fiend’s endless Demonic Path Rules pressed downward, the emerald ghost claw fractured bit by bit, yet the light yellow ring mark emitted a beam of light yellow light.

Boom!

Demon Fiend’s endless Demonic Path Rules, at this moment, fell from the sky and were completely defeated!

Her Path-Scenic Land became unstable, her entire body flew backward, landing dozens of steps away.

“Samsara Ring… protects the Departed Spirits headed for the Reincarnation Realm, immune to all laws and sins of the world…”

Demon Fiend clenched her teeth, feeling helpless!

—Cultivators who successfully perceive the Dao upon death are led to the Reincarnation Realm.

At the time of being led, those Departed Spirits are stamped with the Reincarnation Seal; once marked, the Departed Spirits cannot linger or cause havoc in the world, and their very beings receive Samsara’s protection, immune to all laws and all sins!

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The ghost fog encroached recklessly, the emerald ghost claw pressing closer to Demon Fiend.

“Why haven’t you left yet… I’m going to detonate this place!”

Demon Fiend looked at Xinning angrily.

But Xinning stepped forward, standing in front of her and said faintly:

“I’m still waiting to hear your secret.”

“If I leave, I won’t be able to hear.”

Demon Fiend responded with exasperation:

“You won’t hear it if you’re dead either!”

The endless ghostly hands had already suddenly attacked!

However, at that moment, Xinning pulled out a book.

That was her…

“Three Years of Cultivating Magic, Five Years Invincible!”

As soon as the book appeared, it immediately emitted a terrifying aura.

Like a book of taboos, merely appearing made one’s heart tremble with fear, as if it represented the utmost power of this world!

A flow of Demonic Aura circulated; this was a supreme book belonging to the Demon Path!

As the book appeared, that terrifying ghost claw abruptly halted, and even the rolling Ghostly Fog dared not advance another step!

“What is… this?!”

The Departed Spirit’s hoarse voice arose, seemingly filled with fear and trembling.

“This?”

Xinning said: “This is just a book, my dear. Children who love to learn like reading books.”

She blinked and said:

“Here, shall I teach you to read?”

“This is a must-have ancient poetry for the Demon Path, each and every poem is very important!”

Having said that, she opened the first page.

Then, in a clear and youthful voice, she began to recite:

“The vulgar man’s clatter, embracing cloth to exchange for silk. Not coming to trade silk, but coming for my scheme.”

She was… reciting poetry.

One word at a time, the characters in this book emitted a terrifyingly bright light as she read!

Each word was as if it had an immense weight, threatening to crush all of eternity!

“No…”

Among the ghostly fog, the departed spirit let out a shrill cry, rasping:

“Shut up! Shut up!”

“This is forbidden text. How can you utter it? Stop! Don’t bring disaster upon us!!”

What were clearly melodious poetic tones now carried a power that could obliterate everything, invoking terror and fear!

Even Demon Fiend was taken aback at this moment, incredulously watching her own “reincarnation”!

“Forbidden text, involving too much, only the Supreme is unforbidden to write, only the Supreme is unforbidden to read, only the Supreme is unforbidden to hear… Those who violate will surely suffer calamity.”

She murmured.

Forbidden… For cultivators on the Ascendant Path, this was not merely an abstract concept, but a real forbidden zone.

It was a level unreachable by ordinary people, touching upon the most supreme Dao, which was terrifying beyond measure.

Especially the forbidden text, only the Supreme may look, those who look will die;

only the Supreme may read, those who read will perish;

only the Supreme may listen, those who listen will die!

“Why do I hear these supreme words…and yet no calamity befalls me?”

Demon Fiend murmured, “Could it be because I am already dead? Or…”

Suddenly, a hopeful and tense light flashed through her eyes!

…

Regardless of the departed spirit’s wailing and howling, Xinning remained undisturbed and continued reading the poem.

“…The indulgence of a man can still be spoken of. The indulgence of a woman cannot be spoken of!”

Another line.

“Stop… Stop!”

The departed spirit, as if driven mad, desperately drove the ghostly fog to engulf everything, and its ghostly claws trembled as they reached out.

But the aura emanating from the characters caused the nearing ghostly fog to directly dissipate, and each inch closer the ghostly claws got, they shattered into dust!

“…With unyielding faith, never contemplating the opposite. If one never contemplates, perhaps it is just as well!”

Xinning, like an obedient student, gently recited the poem, focusing intently!

“No…”

The ghostly fog curled into a ball, and the departed spirit finally began trembling and pleading,

“Ah… Stop reading, please stop reading!”

“I beg you, stop reading… My Samsara Ring has vanished, no! Don’t let it be!”

Within the ghostly fog, on the green ghostly claws, the Reincarnation Ring which symbolized immunity from all laws and crimes, was actually fading away.

“The Reincarnation Seal can protect departed spirits, but this particular spirit heard forbidden words beyond the status of the Samsara Ring…”

Demon Fiend had realized that what Xinning was reading now was of too high an order.

Even the Samsara Ring could not protect this ghost!

And at this moment, Xinning had finished reciting the poem.

She looked up towards the ghostly fog ahead and blinked, saying:

“Did you learn it? This poem is called ‘Countryman’, about a girl who married a man named ‘Countryman’, who ended up fickle and abandoned her for another love…”

“Girls cultivating the Demonic Path must read it, because only by reading this poem can they overcome the emotional turmoil and pass the trial of emotional demons.”

Xinning explained while glancing at the page of ancient poetry. Next to it, she saw a small line of text and couldn’t help saying:

“Uh… Big Brother really likes this poem, he even wrote a comment under it… Let me read it to you.”

Then, she softly said:

“Drought victims die of drought, flood victims die of floods… What does Big Brother mean by this? Could it be describing that the paths of the Demonic Path differ, but in the end, all will perish?”

She was somewhat puzzled.

But, just then.

“Ah—”

That terrifying departed spirit let out a soul-crushing cry of extinction and then was directly erased by some supreme force!

All the ghostly fog had dissipated!

In the Path-Scenic Land, all was silent as death, as if that ferocious departed spirit had never existed at all.

“It’s really weak…”

Xinning shook her head and said:

“I only finished reading a sentence written by Big Brother, and you already died.”

Behind her, Demon Fiend suddenly said:

“Actually, it died right after you read the first word.”

Xinning turned back, looking at Demon Fiend.

But she saw Demon Fiend in tears, with no more hint of indifference or darkness in her eyes, replaced instead by a mix of complex emotions.

Her eyes were filled with childlike joy and excitement, grievance and sorrow.

“This is Big Brother’s book, the characters written by Big Brother. He will never harm me, never ever!”

“Big Brother hasn’t died… has he woken up?”

“Does he still remember me?”

Tears streamed out of Demon Fiend’s eyes!

…

Damn that cat, did it take revenge just because I ate two of its freeze-dried treats? It even stole my manuscript!

When I woke up, the manuscript was gone. Can you understand that heartache?

I’m so mad!

I punished it by making it write two chapters, finally giving me some satisfaction!

Once I earn some money, I’ll get that Little Greedy Cat its own computer so it can write on its own, and I can just play games!