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Chapter 113 - 46, Chijiuyuan

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"What happened?"

Lin Yue walked to the back of the stele upon hearing this and stood beside Baili Fengzhi to take a look, also stunned.

He had long known that there was a lot of text engraved on the back of the stele, but at this moment, he was startled by the content on the backside.

To put it simply,

The text on the back was the life story of the stele’s owner.

In summary,

The owner of the stele was a genius Martial Cultivator who practiced from a young age, broke through the Five Elements Heavenly Barrier at sixteen, and the Four Symbols Heaven Barrier at twenty-two. Those around him believed he could become a Martial Arts Grandmaster comparable to a Great Cultivator in the future.

However, at the age of twenty-six, the first-rate Martial Cultivation Sect he belonged to, the Zhen Qian Sect, offended a great-grandson of the Twelfth Prince, and everyone in the sect was poisoned and killed.

To avenge this, the owner of the stele began rigorous cultivation, but since the opponent was from the powerful Xiahong clan, if he became a Martial Arts Grandmaster, he would be bound by Heavenly Eye, making revenge even more hopeless.

Therefore, the owner of the stele began to painstakingly practice a Killing Skill. Although he created an ultimate Martial Arts Killing Skill, he damaged his foundation, his vitality weakened, and he lost hope of breaking through the Three Talents Heaven Barrier.

The owner of the stele decisively gave up his dream of becoming a Martial Arts Grandmaster and switched to the Demon Refining Body Method. Together with this ultimate killing skill named Thirteen Flames, his strength in that era was invincible below the Great Cultivator level. He finally killed the great-grandson of the Twelfth Prince at the age of twenty-nine, avenging his sect.

But the owner of the stele was also poisoned by the Twelfth Prince’s remote deadly poison, the "Lovesick Nine Resentments," which even the Ancestor Hall couldn’t save him from. Knowing death was certain, he erected this stele before he died.

"Deadly poison?"

Lin Yue murmured, "Lovesick Nine Resentments?"

This style of naming the deadly poison immediately made him associate it with the Myriad Poison Demon Ancestor, one of the six Demon Ancestors mentioned by the Tantian Sect.

Parting sorrow, Lovesick Nine Resentments.

"Your Highness."

Baili Fengzhi apparently thought of this point as well and couldn’t help but say, "The name of this deadly poison seems quite similar in style to the one you want to resolve, Parting Sorrow..."

"Indeed, if that’s the case, the Twelfth Prince must have a connection with the Myriad Poison Demon Ancestor."

Lin Yue narrowed his eyes slightly and spoke slowly, "It’s even possible that the Twelfth Prince himself is the reincarnation of the Myriad Poison Demon Ancestor..."

Baili Fengzhi paused in silence, looking at the stele with some lament, "Such a genius individual, to create an ultimate killing technique for revenge, sacrificed the path to becoming a Martial Arts Grandmaster, wielded power almost invincible below the Great Cultivator level, yet was ultimately killed remotely by the Twelfth Prince in an instant..."

At this moment, the prince’s overwhelming power and terrifying capabilities seemed to seep through the epitaph straight into one’s heart.

She found herself holding her breath in silent contemplation.

Could it be that His Highness would one day contend with such figures?

Lin Yue also silently gazed at the stele.

What came to his mind was not the terrifying power of the Twelfth Prince; after all, terrifying figures reincarnated as princes were not one or two, and the sense of oppression they brought was much greater than that of the Twelfth Prince.

What he thought about was... Old Taoist Tu.

This elderly figure bore many similarities to the experiences depicted in the epitaph.

Suffering from a deadly poison that even the Ancestor Hall couldn’t manage?

"No..."

Lin Yue’s eyes suddenly grew fiercely sharp, and he slowly clenched his fist, whispering silently in his heart, "I will never let such a thing happen..."

Baili Fengzhi sensed his emotional change, turned her head to look at him, and softly said, "Your Highness?"

"It’s nothing."

Lin Yue took a deep breath and said, "Let’s learn this killing technique first. How powerful is it?"

Baili Fengzhi immediately replied, "Although the ultimate level of this killing skill is only slightly higher than my rank, it is an ultimate killing technique. Its application of technique is much stronger than the killing skill I created, absolutely at the most extreme level, otherwise it couldn’t be exaggerated to be invincible below the Great Cultivator level in that era."

"Technique?" Lin Yue looked at her.

"Yes."

Baili Fengzhi said, "Even though it’s at the same profound Wind and Fire Realm, the power of the ’Thirteen Flames’ killing skill is far superior to ordinary killing skills, demonstrating the difference in technique and conceptualization."

After saying this, she glanced at Lin Yue, "However, although the ultimate killing technique is terrifyingly powerful, it also has very obvious shortcomings. Each use damages one’s foundation and consumes Lifebound Essence, making it easy for vitality to weaken and result in a short life span."

"But I don’t care."

Lin Yue said calmly, "My Innate Divine Power is not afraid of damage to my foundation and Lifebound Essence."

"Indeed." Baili Fengzhi nodded, "With Your Highness’s Lifebound Innate Ability, even after using this ultimate killing technique, you just need a period of rest and everything will be fine."

That was the power of Innate Divine Ability.

Even though the owner of the stele was invincible under the Great Cultivator level in his era, he couldn’t escape the fate of weakened vitality.

But for Lin Yue, such a cost meant little.

"However, the owner of the stele also succumbed to the Twelfth Prince’s deadly poison."

Baili Fengzhi lamented, "Otherwise, with the Ancestor Hall’s favor, even with declining vitality, he should have been able to make up for it using some top-tier Heaven and Earth Treasures. He willingly went down a path seeking death."

Lin Yue paused in silence and slowly said, "One needs some goals to continue living; some things ultimately matter more than life."

He shook his head slightly and said, "I will try learning this killing technique now."

"Your Highness only needs to touch the corresponding hole on the stele to feel the spiritual realm of this killing skill." Baili Fengzhi reminded, "Then, by aligning with the Sword Intent inside the corresponding blade marks, you might be able to master the killing skill."

Lin Yue let out a hum, immediately pressing one hand on his face, reverting to his original appearance as Lin Yue.

There was no other way; to sense the spiritual realm left on the stele, he had to maintain a normal mental heart realm. But while transformed, the emotions and character of the person he impersonated always influenced him.

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