What If I Can't Die? Chapter 140 - 140 Those Who Are Not of Our Race Will Be Different From Us

Chapter 140 - 140 Those Who Are Not of Our Race Will Be Different From Us

140 Those Who Are Not of Our Race Will Be Different From Us

This person had a treasure to protect his soul. He could not possess him at all. He would only die.

After resurrecting, Song s.h.i.+ was full of energy.

Boom!

His mental world shook. Amidst his screams, Song s.h.i.+ shattered the Blood-Robed old ghost into wisps of blood-colored soul.

The Lunar Star that he had transformed into shone brightly. The soul of the Blood-Robed old ghost was devoured, and the blood color in his Spiritual world disappeared. The night sky was restored and shone with a strong Spiritual light which looked like moonlight.

One thousand three hundred years ago, the Blood-Robed old ghost was born into an ordinary mortal farming family. He was originally destined to inherit his family business in his life and become an ordinary farmer, but he encountered a cultivator of the Blood Refinement Sect in a rainstorm.

This cultivator’s sect had already been destroyed by Great Qian. As this cultivator had fled with his sect’s legacy, he had been chased by the Demon Slayers Division day and night and was already severely injured.

Knowing that he would not live for long and unwilling to let Great Qian take advantage of him, this cultivator gave his inheritance to the Blood-Robed old ghost who had an ordinary ident.i.ty and ordinary apt.i.tude.

After teaching the Blood-Robed old ghost the Beginner Immortal Cultivation Technique, this person died in the pursuit by the Demon Slayers. From then on, the Blood-Robed old ghost stepped into the cultivation world. However, as his Talent was too poor, he had no choice but to kill people often in order to cultivate the Demonic Blood Transformation Technique. Just like that, a demon of the generation was nurtured.

Due to the fact that when cultivating the Blood Transformation Technique, if he wanted to increase his cultivation speed, he needed to devour the blood of others. Moreover, the effect would be best when a strong person was chosen. The Blood-Robed old ghost who was limited by his limited Talent often hunted people with strong blood Qi in order to increase his cultivation speed quickly.

Unsurprisingly, his actions had provoked a sect like Vajra Sect that had a large number of cultivators that cultivated body refinement.

His evil actions bred Karma and unfortunately he was targeted by the huge Vajra Sect who laid traps to kill him once and for all.

The Blood-Robed old ghost had grown rapidly in power during his ma.s.sacre. In that era before the Decay of Great Qian, Nascent Soul cultivators basically did not show themselves, as such an unscrupulous person like him was able to dominate Great Qian with his evil ways.

However, just as he was about to form his Nascent Soul, he encountered a calamity and was ambushed by the entire Vajra Sect that was out to kill him.

Fortunately, the Blood-Robed old ghost had secretly left behind a wisp of his soul with his blood Dao secret skill. After 500 years of Restoration, he came back to life.

“Impressive. He can revive after dying. This person is indeed capable.”

Song s.h.i.+ muttered. After viewing his memories, he really admired the Blood-Robed old ghost.

His was a story of a mortal cultivator rising up against all odds. It was quite inspirational.

Of course, the only downside was that this person had risen at the cost of the lives of many others. If he offended too many people, karma would definitely come for him. In the end, he would still die.

From the other party’s memories, he also saw Hei Duzi.

Back then, when Hei Duzi was drowned in the river, he was saved by the newly awakened Blood-Robed old ghost!

However, at that time, the Blood-Robed old ghost had just woken up and did not appear to show his face. He only saved him as an ‘investment’ for the future and only planned to meet Hei Duzi again after recovering a portion of his strength. Therefore, Hei Duzi was not too sure about his real ident.i.ty.

“So they were indeed related. It’s not a coincidence.”

Song s.h.i.+ came to a realization. No wonder Hei Duzi did not remember this person in his memories. It was because he did not show his face to begin with.

He continued to browse. The Blood-Robed old ghost had too many memories. Song s.h.i.+ spent a long time reading through the many grudges he had caused.

Opening his eyes, Song s.h.i.+ sighed a little. This Blood-Robed old ghost was quite a character. It was just that he had encountered a cultivation cheat like him that he had ended his life. Otherwise, he would have had a chance to improve even further.

Stepping out of the Blood River, he used the spell he had obtained from his memory to control the Blood River that had originally trapped him. The latter immediately became very obedient and circled around him nimbly.

“These Blood River Dharma treasures are already sentient and can be connected to a person’s bloodline. They can fuse together at any time and transform into a blood light to avoid all kinds of dangers.”

Song s.h.i.+ recalled the function of the Dharma treasures and sighed, “It’s just too b.l.o.o.d.y. Moreover it was refined at the cost of the blood essence of thousands of living beings.”

“In my hands, it can only be used to kill unscrupulous enemies.”

Thinking of Old Man Nightmare outside, his eyes darted around and his hands formed a seal.

On the other side, various things flew from the Blood-Robed old ghost’s body which he had kept. Then, a fireball landed on the body and it turned into ashes in the blink of an eye.

At this moment, he caught a glimpse of the wild boar in the Array Formation and the corners of his mouth twitched.

“You really know how to play.”

Song s.h.i.+ formed an incantation gesture, and the blood-colored belt shone brightly. A blood-colored snake flew out and swallowed the wild boar.

Not long after, the wild boar’s body withered, turning into a skeleton that was burned to ashes by him.

After cleaning up, he opened the cave abode and turned into a blood light that landed outside.

“Congratulations on obtaining a young body, Brother Blood Robes.”

Old Man Nightmare’s eyes moved as he greeted with a smile.

In his opinion, Song s.h.i.+ had already been possessed and was the Blood-Robed old ghost himself.

Song s.h.i.+ pretended to be the Blood-Robed old ghost and said coldly, “Let’s go. There’s nothing else to stay here for.”

“Brother Blood Robes, you’re so free and easy. How can you just abandon a Golden Core cave abode like that?”

Old Man Nightmare complimented and turned to look at Silken City, “Please wait a moment. I’ll inform Miss.”

As he spoke, he took out a jade talisman and contacted Lu Youyou.

However, even after a while, no one came over.

Song s.h.i.+ was impatient. “If you don’t come, I’ll leave!”

“Young Miss might be in trouble. Brother Blood Robes, why don’t you come with me? We’re going to the sect anyway. It’s fine to delay for a while.”

Old Man Nightmare looked at the jade talisman and frowned slightly.

“There’s so much to do. Let’s go!”

Song s.h.i.+ wanted to sneak into the demonic sect and see if he could find the demonic seed that Lu Yue had scammed him with.

This way, he could create a few more demon pills as medicinal pill that were most suitable for himself.

“Thank you for your help!”

Old Man Nightmare hurriedly flew towards Silken City. The blood-colored belt on Song s.h.i.+’s waist shone as he followed behind.

The former had a Golden Core cultivation level and could travel in the air without the help of Dharma artifacts and Dharma treasures. Song s.h.i.+ relied on the Blood-Robed old ghost’s Dharma treasure, the Blood River, to travel in the air.

This Dharma treasure could transform into various forms and do whatever he wanted. Now that it was helping him fly, it looked quite impressive.

The two of them flew in the air and attracted the attention of many cultivators. There were definitely cultivators from Great Qian but for some reason, no cultivators attacked them.

Song s.h.i.+ could sense that the situation had changed. Previously, they had been fighting intensely.

“Brother Blood Robes might not know yet, but our Demon Cult sects have already temporarily stopped fighting with the Silken City officials.”

Seeing Song s.h.i.+’s confusion, Old Man Nightmare took the initiative to explain.

“Why?”

Song s.h.i.+ was surprised. “Didn’t you want to beat them to death previously?”

“The demons have secretly interfered with our battles. We can’t let them reap the benefits.”

Old Man Nightmare sneered, “You know that as humans, we can fight any war we want, since we are qualified to rule Great Qian. But the demons are not. After all, we are not of the same race. If they succeed, we humans will be food in the future.”

“Oh, then it’ll be peaceful for a while.”

Song s.h.i.+ was enlightened. He could not help but think of Granny Cat, whom he had met in the city.