Simplification System: From Perfect Arrow Skill to Immortal

"Alright! We'll do as the Sect Leader commands! Let the Foundation Establishment disciples go!"

Xuan Ting's fists clenched so tightly his knuckles cracked, but there was nothing he could do. With the upcoming war between righteousness and demons, if he forced his way into the Southern Realm and disrupted the plans of the Demon Dao, even as a Golden Core, things would not end well for him.

"Mm. Go make the arrangements!"

The Sect Leader of the Celestial Ghost Sect, Jiu Wushang, said with a deep voice.

"Yes, Sect Leader!"

Xuan Ting turned and left.

Xuan Ting returned to his own great hall, sat on the main seat, and spoke in a low voice. "Someone, bring Iron Eagle and Tie Chou to see me!"

"Yes!"

A black-clad young man turned and left.

"Disciple Iron Eagle greets Master!"

"Disciple Tie Chou, greets Master!"

Before long, two young men in black strode in, and after entering the hall, they cupped their fists toward Xuan Ting with respect.

Both youths had average builds. One had a handsome face and a hint of wickedness in his eyes.

The other wore a hood, only two eye sockets exposed, with a piercing cold glint flickering within!

"Iron Eagle, Tie Chou, you are my most outstanding disciples. Right now, both of you are at the Foundation Establishment Ninth Layer. Now, I command you to head to the Southern Realm and bring back the murderer who killed your junior brother Xuan Jing. Can you do it?"

Xuan Ting looked at Tie Chou and Iron Eagle, his tone grave.

"We obey! We will not fail Master's trust, and will bring back the culprit!"

"Yes, Master!"

Iron Eagle and Tie Chou answered loudly in unison.

"Go, and be careful. Take this talisman treasure in case of emergency! Stay safe!"

"And take this Soul Chasing Disc. Inject your divine sense, and you can roughly determine the culprit's location!"

With a flick of his hand, Xuan Ting sent out a black-glowing talisman and a black disc the size of a bowl's mouth, both floating before Iron Eagle.

This talisman treasure had a ghost face design on it—vivid and life-like—emitting thick evil qi!

The Soul Chasing Disc was black as well, with a skull emblem and black mist swirling all around!

"Yes, Master!"

Iron Eagle and Tie Chou took the black disc and talisman treasure, and turned to leave.

......

Lin Chang'sheng flew southeast on his knife, traveling over a thousand miles before finally stopping in a gorge.

He hadn't gone east, because that's where the cave of Yu Kun Divine Monarch lay, and many cultivators were searching for the opportunities there—he could only avoid that area!

First things first: remove the skull mark on his hand.

Inside a temporarily carved-out cave dwelling, about four zhang across, Lin Chang'sheng sat cross-legged in the center.

Sitting atop a chiseled stone platform, he circulated his magical power and sent it surging toward his arm, trying to drive out the black skull pattern!

But after a solid hour of effort, it was completely useless.

Lin Chang'sheng looked at the panel's status bar. It read: [Ghost Dao Tracking]

"Ghost Dao Tracking... this must be a Ghost Dao restriction that Xuan Jing's father placed on him. Once Xuan Jing was killed or in danger, his father could use this Ghost Dao tracking restriction to find the killer!"

Staring at the panel's status bar, Lin Chang'sheng's expression was extremely grim.

With this Ghost Dao tracking, it likely wouldn't be long before Xuan Jing's father caught up.

Xuan Jing was only at Foundation Establishment Second Layer.

But his father would definitely be at the Golden Core Stage!

"There's less than ten years before the righteous-demonic war begins, and Golden Core and above can't enter the field. Most likely, they'll dispatch even stronger Foundation Establishment disciples to come after me!"

"No matter what, I have to boost my own strength as much as possible!"

A deep sense of urgency welled up in Lin Chang'sheng's heart.

He knew it.

He had to increase his strength before Xuan Jing's father arrived—otherwise, once he came, it would mean certain death.

Moreover...

The Ghost Dao tracking restriction on his hand could only be removed by someone whose cultivation exceeded the one who set the restriction!

"If I can't get rid of it, then I'll just have to raise my power! Once my cultivation is high enough, I won't fear it!"

Lin Chang'sheng decided to stop dwelling on the Ghost Dao tracking issue for now, took out his storage bag, and opened it for a look.

First off—

He pulled out a massive talisman, inscribed with a skull ghost face; he remembered Xuan Jing had taken out this talisman when realizing he was outmatched, even spitting a mouthful of essence blood onto it.

At that time, the talisman's power kept surging, and its terrifying oppressive aura still made Lin Chang'sheng's heart race whenever he recalled it.

"Could this be a talisman treasure?"

Regardful, Lin Chang'sheng studied the big talisman.

It bore a ghostly skull face and three black stripes.

He'd read in the Liuyun Immortal Sect's records that Golden Core cultivators could refine a talisman treasure based on their lifebound treasure, possessing thirty percent of a Golden Core Stage cultivator's power—something they left for their descendants as a protective measure.

This big talisman, Xuan Jing hadn't finished activating it before he'd been finished off by Lin Chang'sheng's Taiyin Formless Slash—the power within was still preserved.

"If this really is a talisman treasure, looks like I struck gold!"

Excitement burned in Lin Chang'sheng's eyes as he looked at the talisman. Suddenly, an idea flashed—he took out the Myriad Soul Banner and shook it, summoning Murong Tian.

"Senior!"

Seeing Lin Chang'sheng summon him, Murong Tian's soul-image immediately bowed deeply, showing utmost respect.

Now that Lin Chang'sheng had advanced to the Foundation Establishment Stage, his address had grown even more deferential.

"Murong Tian, do you know what this is? A talisman treasure?"

Lin Chang'sheng handed the big talisman to Murong Tian and asked.

Murong Tian examined the talisman carefully, a look of shock in his eyes. "Senior, this really is a talisman treasure. It can be used three times and holds about thirty percent the might of a Golden Core Stage cultivator. Judging by its aura, it should have been refined by a Golden Core cultivator of the Celestial Ghost Sect."

"If I'm not mistaken, Senior, you must have killed a core descendant of a Golden Core expert from the Celestial Ghost Sect."

Musing, Murong Tian spoke up.

"That's right. By the way, do you know how to remove this Ghost Dao tracking?"

Lin Chang'sheng's eyes flickered as he rolled up his sleeves to show Murong Tian the skull mark and asked.

"Uh..."

Murong Tian looked at the mark, a worried look in his eyes. "Senior, I've never seen this myself, but I've read about it in sect records. This is a mark Golden Core Stage Demonic cultivators set on their kin—if their kin are killed or endangered, the mark attaches itself to the killer, making them easy to track!"

"Unless someone with cultivation surpassing Golden Core removes it, or unless Senior achieves Golden Core yourself!"

"Since you slew the descendant of a Demon Path Golden Core expert, Senior, you must be doubly careful!"

Murong Tian knew that while he could negotiate here with Lin Chang'sheng, if Lin Chang'sheng was killed by a Demon Cultivator, he would fall into their hands, and his fate would be far worse!

"Mm."

Lin Chang'sheng nodded and put Murong Tian back into the Myriad Soul Banner.

Next, Lin Chang'sheng took out Xuan Jing's White Jade Skull. The White Jade Skull had power equivalent to Foundation Establishment First Layer, and during its battle with Lin Chang'sheng's Copper Corpse, its frame had been scattered apart.

"I need to see if there's a way to repair this in Xuan Jing's storage bag."

Lin Chang'sheng eyed the skeletal frame—its jade-like crystal bones were both beautiful and tough, boasting Foundation Establishment First Layer strength. Not being able to use it would be a pity.

"As for Xuan Jing's physical body, I can refine it into a Level 2 Copper Corpse, then fuse it with my old Level 2 Copper Corpse. That way, I'll have a Level 3 Copper Corpse!"

Lin Chang'sheng considered Xuan Jing's corpse, thoughts racing.

Finally, Lin Chang'sheng looked at Xuan Jing's storage bag.

"Damn!"

"Are Demon Cultivators all this rich? Guess that old saying's true—a horse can't get fat without night grass, and a man can't get rich without unexpected windfall!"

Staring at Xuan Jing's storage bag, Lin Chang'sheng's eyes widened, his face painted with shock.

There was a whole heap of spirit stones inside—by a rough count, no fewer than four thousand!

A copy of Ghost Dao Parasitic Technique, Celestial Ghost Essence Condensing Technique, Celestial Ghost Hurricane Scroll, Soul Searching Technique, Celestial Skull Refining Technique, Celestial Ghost Sword Technique... an entire pile of cultivation techniques.

A Spiritual Artifact Sword, and a lid-like object, black and of unknown material, with a handle on top.

Also, 8 bottles of Yuan Condensing Pills, 1 bottle of Essence Stabilizing Pills, 10 bottles of Hehuan Pills, lots of medicinal herbs, and a huge pile of demon beast materials.

"Huh?"

"This material feels like that pottery jar I got from the Dugu Family's Dugu Yun in Celestial Lake City?"

Gazing at the lid, a thought struck Lin Chang'sheng, and he quickly produced the pottery jar without a lid from his storage bag.

He'd tried this jar before—even though it was only a foot high, the space inside was massive. He'd stuffed plenty inside and never filled it up. Plus, the little white fox had inhaled loads of white spiritual energy inside and then fallen deep asleep, still not awake to this day.

Lin Chang'sheng picked up the lid and put it on the pottery jar.

"Hmm? Fits perfectly?"

He noticed the lid matched the jar in color, and it sealed tightly—just right!

Buzz!

At the moment Lin Chang'sheng placed the lid on, the pottery jar suddenly trembled!

Instantly—

Ripples spread around the jar, and a vortex actually formed. Spiritual energy from all directions flowed toward the jar like thread and mist!

In just a short while—

The area around the jar was misty with white fog, and even just breathing the air was incredibly refreshing.

"Huh? This jar can absorb the world's spiritual energy?"

Watching the vortex forming and spiritual energy flowing into the jar, Lin Chang'sheng's eyes lit up. He hadn't expected the jar to have such a benefit—if he went into seclusion in the future and sat beside it, wouldn't his efforts double for half the cost?

Abundant spiritual energy?

Lin Chang'sheng then picked up the Ghost Dao Parasitic Technique, Celestial Ghost Essence Condensing Technique, Celestial Ghost Hurricane Scroll, Soul Searching Technique, Celestial Skull Refining Technique, Celestial Ghost Sword Technique, and so on, examining the manuals carefully.

"This Celestial Ghost Essence Condensing Technique looks possible to cultivate. Later, I'll try fusing it with my Five Elements Pure Yang Technique and see what comes of it!"

"This Celestial Ghost Hurricane Scroll is a Ghost Dao Foundation Establishment Stage body technique—it might fuse with my Wind and Thunder Movement!"

"The Celestial Ghost Sword Technique—maybe I can cultivate that too, then try fusing it with Taiyin Formless Slash!"

"Celestial Skull Refining Technique can be cultivated as well—should let me repair that White Jade Skull!"

Gazing at the pile of manuals before him, Lin Chang'sheng resolved his plans.

"For now, I'll take a Yuan Condensing Pill and increase my cultivation experience points!"

Lin Chang'sheng put away everything else, took out some Yuan Condensing Pills and a bottle of five Essence Stabilizing Pills from Xuan Jing, knowing that for now, boosting his own strength was the only right path!