I Can Fix My Talent in Hundred Lives

Time flew by in a flash, and another month had passed.

In the council hall of Piaomiao Peak at Qinghua Sect, in front of Sect Leader Hua Taixuan.

Three distinct forces of mana overflowed from the emblems of the Three Sects, weaving into a semi-transparent web of light, suspending the intelligence jade scrolls sent from various parties within it.

Every jade scroll unfurled with an accompanying wave of intense silence.

"The demonic cultivator base at the Southwest Market slaughtered all the cultivators in the market, and the demonic qi from the ore veins has leaked…"

Hua Taixuan's fingers skimmed over the intelligence within the web of light, his voice cold:

"This group of demonic cultivators has long been like a malignant tumor, infiltrating every corner of the Chu Kingdom Cultivation Realm!"

"If we don't join forces to remove them, it won't be long before the entire cultivation realm of Chu Kingdom is turned upside down by them!"

"We can't wait any longer!"

He smacked the table fiercely, and the emblems on it suddenly shone with a blinding light:

"From today, Qinghua Sect will activate the 'Demon Testing Array.' Any cultivator entering the city or sect must undergo a triple verification."

"Demon Testing Talisman to detect demonic qi, Demon Suppression Ruler to trace the source, Heart Demon Altar to vow! Anyone who dares to refuse the Heart Demon Vow will be directly listed as a suspect, spirit lock them and throw them in jail awaiting trial!"

Almost simultaneously, similar directives were issued within Thunder Hall of Li Xiao Sect and Panshi Hall of Yue Ling Sect.

The Sect Leader of Li Xiao Sect ordered the mobilization of sect cultivators to set up the "Purple Thunder Demon Extermination Array" in their own Immortal City, dealing a thunderous blow to anyone tainted by demonic qi.

The Supreme Elder of Yue Ling Sect commanded all Law Enforcement Cultivators to mobilize, carrying the "Demon Suppression Ruler" and "Spirit Lock Chain," searching house to house, preferring to mistakenly check than to let one pass.

The leaders of the Three Sects shared a tacit understanding, reaching a consensus in the shortest time possible.

The forces that used to fight individually now started abruptly like a sophisticated machine, launching a fierce attack on the hidden demonic cultivators.

In the sky over Fenghua Immortal City, Qinghua Sect's Demon Testing Array unfolded first.

The pale blue web of light spread from the domed sky, like a giant canopy, slowly covering the whole city.

Every flash on the web of light forced out streams of black demonic qi from hidden corners.

The Law Enforcement Cultivators from Demon Extermination Hall divided into dozens of teams, carrying "Demon Suppression Ruler," shuttling through the streets and alleys.

Once the ruler touched demonic qi, it emitted a crisp golden chime, the louder the chime, the heavier the demonic qi.

Some cultivators tried to conceal the demonic qi, but the spiritual light of the "Demon Suppression Ruler" would pierce through the spiritual barrier to fully reveal it.

In just three days, more than a hundred demonic cultivators were ferreted out.

Among them were stewards hiding within the sect, shopkeepers in stores, and even a few apparently honest alchemists.

...

Nanling Immortal City, under the jurisdiction of Yue Ling Sect.

The Treasure Pavilion in the west of the city is one of the top shops in the Immortal City, run by Fatty Zhao, who is known for his boldness and has business dealings across the Three Sects, rather influential.

On this day, Law Enforcement Cultivators from Demon Extermination Hall arrived at the Treasure Pavilion, the leading cultivator cupped his hands toward Fatty Zhao and said:

"Fellow Daoist Zhao, according to the new regulations of the Three Sects, please undergo the Demon Testing Array and then take the Heart Demon Vow."

Fatty Zhao's habitual smile hung on his face, waving his hands:

"Sure, sure, you've all worked hard, please come in."

He followed the Law Enforcement Cultivators into the Demon Testing Array, as the pale blue web of light scanned his body, there was no reaction at all.

The Law Enforcement Cultivator handed over the Demon Suppression Ruler, and as it approached him, it was as quiet as an ordinary iron tool.

The leading cultivator felt slightly relieved, but according to the rules, the final "Heart Demon Vow" was indispensable.

A cultivator behind him stepped forward, holding a small palm-sized "Heart Demon Altar," with a faint golden flame burning within:

"Fellow Daoist Zhao, the Supreme Elder ordered that all three tests are indispensable, please use your essence blood as a guide to make the Heart Demon Vow."

With these words, the smile on Fatty Zhao's face froze instantly.

A trace of malice flashed in his eyes, yet he still chuckled:

"The immortal senior must be joking, I'm just a businessman, living honestly, why would I need to take such a vow?"

"Moreover, the Heart Demon Vow restricts the divine sense, it can't be made casually!"

The Law Enforcement Cultivator's voice turned cold, his hand pressed on the magical artifact at his waist:

"These are the new sect rules, no one is exempt."

Fatty Zhao's gaze turned completely cold, the fat on his face quivering slightly:

"A group of juniors dare to meddle in my affairs!"

Before the words fell, black demonic qi suddenly erupted from his body, his previously amiable expression became cold, and the aura of his Pill Domain surged to the sky.

He waved his sleeve, and a dark banner flew out, entwined with densely packed ghostly shadows, it was the demon artifact "Venerable Soul Banner"!

"A Fake Pill Demonic Cultivator!"

The lead Law Enforcement Cultivator's face changed drastically, his exclamation hadn't landed yet when Fatty Zhao already activated the Venerable Soul Banner, countless ghostly shadows surged forth like a tide, with a piercing shriek, charging directly at the Law Enforcement Cultivators.

Where the ghostly shadows passed, the protective spiritual light of the Law Enforcement Cultivators was torn like thin paper, their bodies entangled by the ghostly shadows, turning into a pool of blood in just a few breaths, even their divine sense absorbed by the banner.

"Hahaha! Since I've been exposed, then I'll send you all to hell!"

Fatty Zhao laughed wildly, once again waving the Venerable Soul Banner, the ghostly shadows spread towards the street outside the Treasure Pavilion.

The cultivators on the street hadn't reacted yet, already pounced on by the ghostly shadows, some drained of essence blood, others torn apart, screams and pleas reverberated as fresh blood stained the bluestone pavement red.

Even the spirit trees by the street were corroded by the demonic qi, the leaves instantly withering and turning black.

In just half a stick of incense time, a corner of Nanling Immortal City had become a human purgatory, nearly a thousand cultivators perished, corpses piled up like a mountain, demonic qi surged up, dyeing the sky a dark black.

"Demon, daring to cause trouble in Nanling Immortal City, courting death!"

A furious shout had not yet landed when thunderous rumbles echoed in the sky over Nanling Immortal City.

Three purple streaks of thunder as thick as a bowl fell like dragon claws from the array hub of the City Defense Array, precisely striking the tumbling mass of demonic qi on the street corner.

"Zila——"

The thunder light exploded, the demonic qi roiling violently like hot oil meeting water, revealing the fat figure within.

Fatty Zhao wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, a grim smile on his face. The Venerable Soul Banner in his hand shook violently, and countless ghost shadows broke through the bindings of the thunder light, converging into a Ghost King a zhang tall.

The Ghost King had a blue face and sharp fangs, surrounded by wisps of lingering souls, its bloody mouth agape, ready to devour the thunder light.

At this moment, a golden light flew swiftly from the direction of the City Lord's Mansion, transforming into a cultivator clad in golden armor upon landing.

He wore a Purple Gold Crown on his head, Chain Armor draped over his shoulders, and nine Golden Rings hovered around him—carved with dragon patterns, with flames faintly coursing through them. They were precisely the Tier Three Magical Treasure Nine Dragon Fire Golden Ring.

"Li Qingcang is here, demon, dare you act so wantonly!"

Li Qingcang had not yet steadied himself when the Array Order at his waist lit up, fully activating the City Defense Array.

On the city walls, countless runes climbed and swam as if alive, quickly weaving into a light shield that covered the entire city.

The purification runes on the light shield intertwined with the heavenly thunder light, forming a Heaven and Earth Net, tightly restraining Fatty Zhao's demonic qi within the streets and alleys.

"Mere flashy tricks!"

Fatty Zhao sneered and urged the Venerable Soul Banner, the Ghost King rushing at Li Qingcang with immense force, the bluestone pavement along the way corroded by the demonic qi, emitting streams of white smoke.

Li Qingcang's gaze sharpened, his fingertips changed the spell.

The nine Golden Rings instantly expanded to the size of car wheels, the dragon patterns on the rings lit up, spewing roaring Li Fire.

"Go!"

The Golden Rings, like nine fire dragons, connected end to end in a ring shape, charging at the Ghost King with the momentum of burning the heavens and boiling the sea.

"Bang—"

At the moment of collision between the Golden Ring and the Ghost King, the Li Fire exploded, forming a sea of flames.

The Ghost King let out a piercing scream, its body quickly melting in the flames, countless souls incinerated to ashes.

Fatty Zhao felt a shock to his heart and spirit, a sweetness surged in his throat, stirred by the shock, his qi and blood surged.

"A Tier Three Middle Grade Magical Treasure!"

His eyes flashed with a hint of greed, but more so with fear; he initially believed that with his own demon technique secret skill and Lifebound Magical Treasure.

A mere Core Formation cultivator from the countryside, even if the opponent had a Tier Three Grand Array, after all, they were not a Tier Three Array Master, unable to fully master it, perhaps unable to withstand for dozens of rounds, retreating leisurely.

He did not expect the opponent to actually summon such a sharp magical treasure.

The intelligence was wrong, Yue Ling Sect had long been prepared!

Fatty Zhao's eyes turned stern, the ghost shadows on the Venerable Soul Banner swelled again, this time no longer forming a solid body but turning into a sky full of black threads, like a tide, tangling towards Li Qingcang's limbs.

"Tricks of a small-time magician."

Li Qingcang snorted coldly, the nine rings traced a mysterious trajectory in the air, forming a small fire array.

The Li Fire rolled back along the black threads, the demonic qi around Fatty Zhao crackling as it burned.

He leveraged the force to step into the air, the Golden Rings forming a defense behind him, simultaneously drawing the thunder light of the City Defense Array.

In an instant, dozens of strands of thunder light danced like silver snakes, under the guidance of the Golden Rings, precisely striking Fatty Zhao.

The purification runes on the light shield seized the opportunity to shrink, compressing the demonic qi to within a zhang's range.

Fatty Zhao's magic robe was pierced with several holes by the thunder light, and black smoke rose from the exposed skin, suppressed to the point of being unable to fight back.

"Damn this grand array!"

Fatty Zhao was shocked and furious, suddenly lunging towards the side houses.

Demonic qi flashed around him, directly slipping into the wall, hand imbued with intense demonic qi, striking at Li Qingcang's back—this was his best skill, the Demon Shadow Doppelganger, specifically attacking when the enemy activated their magical treasures.

Li Qingcang was prepared, the Golden Rings returned instantly to defend, nine fire walls erected behind him.

Fatty Zhao's hand hit the fire wall, emitting sizzling scorching sounds, the smell of burnt flesh permeating the air.

He cried out in pain, the flesh on his arm burnt by the Li Fire, exposing white bones.

Yet the demonic qi at the wound boiled instantly, black flesh buds frantically grew, healing the damage in mere moments.

"Haha, my 'Dual Undying Demon Technique' has already reached Great Success, what is this bit of injury?"

Fatty Zhao laughed wildly as a cover, the Venerable Soul Banner in his hand suddenly oozed thick black blood, the ghost shadows let out mournful howls, beginning to devour each other.

Li Qingcang's pupils contracted sharply, faintly sensing something was amiss:

"What are you up to?"

Fatty Zhao's face was insanely wild, his heart bleeding, yet he still demonstrated the decisiveness of a Demonic Cultivator!

Seeing such a sharp Tier Three Middle Grade Magical Treasure, he knew that if he continued the stalemate, he would undoubtedly perish, having already prepared to sacrifice a part to survive.

Countless ghost shadows, in the midst of self-devouring, coalesced into a pitch-black demonic flame, crashing into the light shield with a world-ending aura.

Li Qingcang hurriedly mobilized all the Golden Rings to jointly resist with the light shield.

The violent explosion shook the entire Nanling Immortal City, causing the runes on the light shield to dim significantly, finally blasting open a gap.

Using the explosion as cover, Fatty Zhao suddenly struck his chest with a palm, spitting out a mouthful of black blood.

The black blood fell onto the Venerable Soul Banner, which instantly turned into a gray escape light, its speed several times faster than before, shooting like an arrow from the bow towards the gap.

This was the demonic dao's forbidden technique, the Blood Escape, trading the burning of essence blood for instantaneous speed across a thousand miles.

"Trying to run!"

Li Qingcang shouted angrily as he pursued, the nine Golden Rings forming the Fire Dragon Array, flying towards the escape light.

But the gray escape light was wrapped with strong bloody qi, able to temporarily sever the Golden Rings' lock.

The escape light slipped through the gap in the light shield, leaving behind a scarlet trail in the air, disappearing into the horizon in the blink of an eye.

Li Qingcang stood atop the city wall, looking towards the direction where the escape light vanished, his tightly clenched fists turning white at the knuckles from exertion.

The light shield slowly repaired itself, the runes lighting up again, but the screams of the city's people and the roaring sound of collapsing buildings showed no signs of stopping.

He looked down at the Golden Rings in his palm, the dragon patterns dimmer due to mana consumption.

Li Qingcang took a deep breath:

"This demon, proficient in forbidden techniques, with strange magical treasures, if not exterminated, will become a major threat."