Cultivation towards immortality, starting from being a fisherman

Chapter 156: Chapter 118: Is This a Warning by Killing the Chicken to Scare the Monkey?_2 Chapter 156 -118: Is This a Warning by Killing the Chicken to Scare the Monkey?_2 Su Ping arrived under the Big locust tree with a human face and saw Shanawati, who was at the First Layer of Qi Cultivation and only a step away from breaking through to continue her progress.

The Talisman Path was inherently useful for solidifying the foundation.

With the help of the Blood Talisman Spirit Body, Shanawati was able to succeed in even the most difficult talismans within three attempts and master them within five.

And with each success, she grew more insightful into the practice of cultivation.

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This made her cultivation speed so impressive that Su Ping couldn’t help but marvel internally, and he felt deeply that she truly was a natural-born seed of cultivation, blessed with a complete Spiritual Body.

This was still a Blood Talisman Spirit Body that leaned towards the Talisman Path!

What about those pure Spiritual Bodies focused solely on cultivation and combat… wouldn’t they be even more stunning and memorable?

“Shanawati!”

Transformed into Rat Taoist, Su Ping arrived at Shanawati’s doorstep.

After he spoke slowly, Shanawati stopped her talisman painting, came out to greet him respectfully.

The Rat Taoist entered and casually questioned her, then chose not to continue further.

This was mainly because Su Ping found that Shanawati’s understanding of the Talisman Path was subtly superior to his own, so it was best not to make any mistakes.

So, pretending to be profound, he commented twice, then asked Shanawati whether she wanted to go home to visit her family or not?

Shanawati, of course, was extremely willing.

After all, she was just a young girl who had not been away from home for very long.

She was not yet accustomed to the days without seeing her family.

On one hand, Su Ping was fulfilling an initial promise and also enhancing Shanawati’s loyalty.

On the other hand, it was because he had just resolved a significant matter.

Releasing Shanawati at this time was akin to adding fuel to the fire.

By leveraging Shanawati’s experiences, he could make those who were following the mystical circles even more convinced of the ghostly gods’ authenticity and the unfathomable extent of their powers.

This was also after Su Ping had established his Foundation and had effortlessly resolved the lair of that General with dignity and ease.

All of these gave Su Ping a certain level of self-confidence, prompting him to begin revealing a hint of the mystical to this technological world, step by step.

As a result.

Mage Tap and his colleagues, who were working hard for the exorcism endeavor, thought that the recent news was already stimulating and sensational enough.

It seemed sufficient for them to serve the ghostly gods with a twelve-fold devotion.

But they hadn’t anticipated.

With the night’s arrival.

Mage Tap and his colleagues, who were about to make a final prayer trip to the back hall before retiring to meditate and sleep after sending away the last group of followers.

In the back hall, Shanawati, dressed in a fine gauze skirt, had already appeared there and was showing a slight smile to these elder mages.

Whoosh!

The mages immediately knelt down almost all at once.

The last to do so was Mage Tap, who firmly knelt down and greeted Shanawati, the Saintess favored by the ghostly god.

Then, a grand welcoming ceremony was held through the night.

Shanawati, just like when she had arrived, was sent back to the village where her parents lived and reunited with her family amidst a large convoy’s respectful reception.

As Shanawati recounted her experiences related to cultivation as though telling stories,

many learned of the magical and wonderful scenes within the ghostly gods’ Spirit Realm and could not help showing their longing.

Even though, in Shanawati’s description, it should have been an eerie and ominous style.

In the eyes of the mages, that was a place where one could cultivate, obtain True Skills, and gain the favor of the ghostly gods—that was what mattered most!

Shanawati’s appearance in Nepal was like a meteorite falling into a shallow lake in the mountains, directly sinking to the bottom and causing massive waves, completely disturbing the entire lake surface.

In Nepal, many already believed in ghostly gods.

Otherwise, it would not have been possible to raise so many prosperous mages.

Now, they learned that there was more to worshiping ghostly gods than just seeking their favor or avoiding curses—it was possible to enter the magical Spirit Realm and receive True Skills.

Regardless of whether many things therein were truly as they appeared, at least Shanawati was a living example of someone who had benefited!

Even the nobles from the capital couldn’t help but come to visit Shanawati, the Saintess spoken of by the mages.

In interacting with her, they genuinely felt the magic from a living girl.

They were moved and began supporting the temple’s exorcism efforts, not only opening the green light for material supplies but also providing help and support wherever possible.

On President Huang’s side, after some discussions, it was decided to open a portion of the Body Tempering Tea Bag quota to the capital’s nobles, letting them discover the benefits therein.

Among them were those like the unfortunate General who had fallen seriously ill.

Once they realized the Body Tempering Tea Bags could indeed help them,

they came knocking to purchase them.

Their actions triggered a chain reaction, leading even more people to wonder if those tea bags sent under the guise of health products might actually be something beneficial?

As the news about the Saintess spread,

the investigators responsible for looking into General Bahadur’s incident discovered more helicopter wreckage and, surprisingly, a perfectly intact memory card inside the pilot’s camera helmet.

This made them very excited.

Through negotiations among various forces, it was decided that each power could send a delegation of investigators to watch the contents of the memory card together.

Soon, in a temporary large tent, as the projection began,

they saw from the pilot’s perspective, who was in the town at the foot of the mountain, urging the townspeople to move supplies.

Then they heard the General’s orders and had no choice but to hurry and pilot the helicopter to take off, climbing higher towards the rooftop of the building.

Due to the perspective, the helicopter could only see cliffs and precipices, and only occasionally caught glimpses of thick smoke rising in the distance.

But when the helicopter reached the top of the mountain,

the investigators’ eyes widened at the sight of the billowing smoke and the burning building!

Because of the smoke and flames, even when pausing frame by frame, they could only just make out that the Outer City District was already in shambles.

At the same time, on the rooftop of the building, there seemed to be several figures waving at the pilot.

This process was very short, hardly one or two seconds.

Then before the pilot could close the distance to allow everyone to see more things and details,

there was a thunderous roar!

Thunder Light was jumping wildly inside the helicopter, igniting multiple flammable materials and causing the helicopter to spin and begin to fall.

The video froze at that moment.

“Rewind, slow motion, pause!”

“Hiss… was it struck by lightning?”

The investigators watched repeatedly and finally confirmed one fact.

That was… the helicopter had just flown to a certain height when it was brought down by a lightning strike, resulting in the destruction of the machine and the death of those on board.

“Who or what did this, being able to control Thunder and even destroy the mountaintop?”

“With such power, couldn’t they have easily dealt with the General’s forces?”

“So, is the other party actually showcasing their strength indirectly to us?”

At night, after watching the video, a Northern investigator stepped out of the tent, letting the cold wind stir his thoughts.

A few seconds later.

He suddenly realized something, turned back to look at the bustling tent, and the more than a dozen different flags planted around the camp.

He shuddered suddenly:

“Could it be that the other party is actually showcasing their strength indirectly to all our forces?”

“Was that old General just the chicken killed to scare the monkeys by mere coincidence?”

Shortly after the investigator thought of this astonishing possibility,

workers found locals who had passed by the side paths at that time.

From their accounts, they learned about the sudden burst of gunfire at General Bahadur’s fortress and a series of explosions that followed.

After that, they saw only thick smoke and flames rise, and under the dark clouds, it seemed something blurred had appeared.

Soon after, they felt the earth shake and, looking again, saw that part of the mountain peak had been forcefully shattered!

In the following time, experts excavating the ruins found the remains of those dressed as personal soldiers, who they determined appeared likely to have been struck by lightning before they died.

As incredible as it was,

the investigative teams from various powers had to include in their reports the speculation that mysterious forces might possess weapons or mysterious abilities related to Thunder.

The Northern investigator suspected that as the investigation went deeper, they would find more and more evidence of the opposing force’s control over Thunder.

But… aside from Thunder, the Outer City District where no bodies or weapons were found,

Does it mean that the other party also possesses more unknown abilities?

This uncertainty, the feeling of being completely in the dark and not knowing anything, was causing the seasoned investigator great anxiety and headaches.

In the end, he made a decision befitting a man from the North.

Forget it, the most important thing right now is to go back, drink a couple bottles of strong liquor, and get some sleep!

Ura!