Chapter 117: The Oppressing Mother Coin, Opposing Fortunes
Chapter 117: The Oppressing Mother Coin, Opposing Fortunes
The figure in gray robes merely glanced, yet he still felt a stifling, dim, obscure, and filthy aura transmitted across the distance.
This was the most dreadful method of Oppressing Victory.
It was a forbidden method, specifically designed to break a person’s fortune; even powerful Oppressing Victory techniques could suppress Immortals.
In many Divine Immortal killing calamities, there were not a few Immortals who fell victim to Oppressing Victory techniques and were subdued to death.
However, this technique was extremely sinister; if one was not careful, it could backlash.
If the caster’s own fate was not strong enough and they suffered a backlash from the Oppressing Victory technique, the consequences would be extremely severe.
Pausing briefly in thought, the gray-robed figure spoke.
“Brother Spiritual Pool, you must still be as careful as possible in this matter. That Lin Yuan is not the same as that Lin Min; he is not easy to deal with. Moreover, from our observations, he also carries a considerable amount of Merit Power!”
“This humble Daoist already knows. If I didn’t know he carries Virtue Merit, I might not have agreed to act for you!”
Daoist Lingchi gave a strange, low laugh.
A look of extreme arrogance and pride flickered in the eyes of this thin, stick-like elder.
Hearing this, the gray-robed figure’s gaze shifted slightly.
The Five Passages Sect was one of the major unorthodox sects, and they practiced the method of Tribulation Fortune. The method for refining their seven innate Tribulation Fortune treasures was renowned throughout Dongyue Province!
This Daoist clearly intended to use this act of casting the Oppressing Victory technique to temper his own Tribulation Fortune method, thereby achieving a certain merit and result.
The gray-robed figure nodded slightly and spoke.
“If that is the case, Brother Daoist, then you may proceed!”
“Excellent!”
Daoist Lingchi immediately rose and walked to a small table nearby.
His eyes swept over the blood-colored straw figure on the table, which bore Lin Yuan’s birth date and time. He casually picked it up and placed it on another Ritual Altar nearby, tying the blood-colored straw figure in place.
Looking around, he formed a hand seal. Six snow-white paper banners inscribed with talismans around him emitted an ominous, extremely gloomy and filthy energy.
Under this energy, the layers of faint golden Dragon Qi and official aura swirling around Lin Min on the other Ritual Altar instantly grew dim and sluggish, still being eroded by waves of black energy emanating from the paper banners.
However, as this forceful suppression continued, a continuous stream of disaster-calamity power secretly flew from the straw figure and swept toward Daoist Lingchi.
Seeing this flood of disaster-calamity power, Daoist Lingchi was not alarmed but pleased. A faint golden light appeared on his body.
This golden light was strangely unique.
Though clearly golden, it carried a dark, obscure energy.
This was the Mother and Son Oppressing Victory Coin, one of the seven great Tribulation Fortune treasures of the Five Passages Sect. This treasure could absorb Tribulation Fortune power, counteract Tribulation Fortune power, and could also greatly amplify various Oppressing Victory techniques.
It was truly a supreme treasure.
At this point, Daoist Lingchi had already cultivated it to have eleven Innate Dao Restrictions; it was not far from reaching the level of a Celestial Immortal treasure.
This Oppressing Mother Coin rapidly devoured the various calamities surging from the blood-colored straw figure. The strange golden light it emitted grew brighter, and in the blink of an eye, it gave birth to many innate Tribulation Fortune true runes.
“It’s almost reached thirteen Innate Dao Restrictions!”
A cold glint flashed in Daoist Lingchi’s eyes.
The Tribulation Fortune power obtained from suppressing this Hanlin Academy compiler was even more than expected. This Tribulation Fortune power was truly greatly nourishing for the Oppressing Mother Coin.
Instantly, his gaze fell again on the blood-colored straw figure representing Lin Yuan, a trace of anticipation flickering in his eyes.
Yet, considering this person’s identity—the reincarnation of an Ancient Water Immortal, and carrying not a little Virtue Merit—he was not easy to handle.
However, it was also certain that if he could successfully suppress this individual in one move this time, his own progress on the path of Tribulation Fortune would undoubtedly advance further.
He did not act immediately. Instead, he took out a strange ink-black stone basin.
The aura of this ink-black stone basin was exceptionally peculiar. It was carved with numerous cloud and dragon bird-seal scripts, as well as three oddly-shaped, sinister deity palms, as if cradling something in their hands.
With a profound expression, Daoist Lingchi took some talisman papers from beside him, burned them, and let their ashes fall into the ink-black stone basin.
Instantly, billowing black qi began to grow within the stone basin. The black qi spread like a living thing, slowly coiling around the blood-colored straw figure on the Ritual Altar that bore Lin Yuan’s birth date and time.
…
Meanwhile, in a village upstream of the Yong River, Lin Yuan, who was swiftly heading toward the Divine Capital upstream, suddenly had a shift in expression and halted his step.
In mid-air, Lin Yuan’s incredibly powerful spiritual sense detected a raging torrent of dark, filthy qi surging toward him. Before this wisp of dark, filthy qi could even get close to Lin Yuan, it was instantly scattered by a vast, primordial Innate Divine Demon aura that rushed out from his body.
“Someone is trying to harm me with a causality assassination technique?”
Feeling inwardly surprised, Lin Yuan’s expression turned extremely peculiar.
The Oppressing Victory technique, also known as the causality assassination technique, was not only familiar to Lin Yuan—he had personally employed it before.
The Downfall Formation was a first-rate causality assassination technique.
He never expected that someone would try to use such a method against him.
Feeling torn between amusement and exasperation, Lin Yuan stirred a thought. He channeled a strand of Merit Golden Light, which abruptly washed away the hidden black qi. Simultaneously, he vibrated his Merit Golden Halo. Vast, mighty Merit Golden Light surged back along the path from which that wisp of dark, filthy qi had come.
Boom!
In the outskirts of the Divine Capital, it was as if a golden thunderbolt had appeared out of thin air.
It drew the attention of many divine beings.
Bang!
Before the Ritual Altar, Daoist Lingchi’s face changed dramatically. A shiver ran through him as the dark robe—his ritual robe—emanated layer upon layer of countless profoundly mysterious runes. A dazzling golden light erupted, transforming into a massive chessboard formation that enveloped his entire body.
The golden thunderbolt struck the massive chessboard formation in an instant, shattering that mysterious formation into dust with overwhelming force.
Daoist Lingchi, now wearing a moon-white upper garment, watched the scene with a gloomy, distressed expression, his eyelid twitching.
“He actually possesses such an immense amount of Merit Power?”
Daoist Lingchi found it somewhat hard to believe. Recalling the immense Merit Golden Halo he glimpsed in a flash of spiritual insight, that enormous Merit Golden Halo was too horrifying!
This was vastly different from the meager amount of Virtue Merit he had previously detected.
Watching his ritual robe scatter on the ground like a shattered butterfly, Daoist Lingchi’s heart twitched in pain. That was a Ten-thousand Tribulations Robe—a Pure Yang Treasure he had painstakingly refined. It had actually been destroyed here.
“It seems subduing this person will require some additional effort!”
“Kid, I will have your life!”
Daoist Lingchi’s face twisted into a ferocious expression. Instead, an obsession took root in his heart. The stronger the Merit Power his opponent possessed, the greater the Tribulation Fortune power he would obtain if he could subdue him. This might even allow him to advance the Oppressing Mother Coin to the Celestial Immortal level.
Following the usual pace, who knew how many risks he would have to take and how long he would have to wait before he could hope to advance the Oppressing Mother Coin to the Celestial Immortal level.
This was a heaven-sent great opportunity.
He was not without a backup plan!
The various methods of the Five Passages Sect were specifically designed to counter cultivators who possessed great Fortune/Luck and great Virtue Merit bodies!
This was a matter of opposing fortunes, where one thing conquers another!
…
Meanwhile, in Jiangnan Circuit, within a mountain range in Wenchang County.
“The ancestral graves of the Lin Manor are here!”
“We’ve finally found them!”
Several Daoists wearing white crane-patterned robes looked at the mountain range before them, where white and red qi swirled, and felt slightly relieved.