BXBX NOVEL Chapter 43 "Actually... I'm not that afraid of pain.
Perhaps when you first acquired the entry, you had no such thoughts, but this entry would plant a seed of Demon Cultivation in your mind. As the days became tougher, a particularly fierce argument might cloud your judgment.
A rash slash of the knife.
The appearance of three Spirit Stones, a sight of wealth you\'d never seen before, made your eyes turn red with greed, prompting you to start panting heavily. Afterward...
Congratulations, you have become a Demon Cultivator.
Alone in the world, the heavens and the earth seem vast.
...
"Frankly speaking, this immortality-stepping entry suits you quite well..."
Chen Qiu turned his head towards Fat Long and teased, "You have that Hundred Percent Accuracy, just find ten thousand girls, and ten months later, you\'ll have ten thousand direct descendants—that\'s thirty thousand Spirit Stones."
"..."
After a long silence, Fat Long finally spoke hoarsely, "Brother Qiu, I might indeed not have the highest moral baseline, but I\'m surely not that beastly, am I?"
"Is that even human?"
"Even if you become a beast, you need to have some bottom lines, right?"
Chen Qiu started laughing and shook his head without saying more, finally understanding why some entries were Demon Cultivation Terms. He believed most people upon obtaining such an entry would never consider using it.
But...life is long.
The seed will eventually sprout until one day you suddenly realize...it\'s just some minor hardships after all, followed by a \'One thought controls all.\'
Just at that moment—
Several fireworks burst into the high sky, followed by a middle-aged man with a somewhat pale face stepping onto the stage. He was naked, holding only a thin short sword in his hand.
Without any opening remarks, his ferocious scream quieted the audience instantly as he stood gasping for air.
After a few moments, he still hadn\'t swung his sword.
None in the audience urged him; many had even already twisted their faces and leaned back in their chairs—the pain seemed palpable even before the sword had slashed down.
There were many female cultivators at the scene, yet they didn\'t act coy like mortal women but watched boldly, their faces filled with curiosity.
"Nine Ox Power."
Not a particularly popular White entry, but still many had heard of it since White entries are the most numerous, making many of them well-known due to their sheer volume.
Yet, this might be the first time most cultivators saw someone with the Nine Ox Power entry in action.
"Roar!!!"
Finally—
After dozens of moments, the middle-aged man on stage roared, his sword carrying a murderous intent as he, under everyone\'s gaze, grabbed one and stabbed directly downward.
"Puchi!"
Blood gushed out, as Spiritual Energy quickly surged to the wound, momentarily stopping the bleeding.
After doing introspection within his body, the middle-aged man swung his right hand, and a panel made of Spiritual Energy appeared overhead.
\'Entry name\': Audience.
\'Entry level\': White.
\'Entry effect\': When you are in a crowd, your presence becomes significantly reduced.
...
As the entry panel emerged, many from the audience started clapping. It wasn\'t that the entry was particularly good, but it felt... really lively.
Here were many from the Major Sects.
They had seen much of the world.
Even though they had witnessed Pink Entries, this was the first time they saw someone gambling over entries. It was an exciting feeling, both hoping to see a good entry turn up and not.
Just one Spirit Stone to watch such an event was truly worthwhile.
It felt like watching stone gambling.
"The second sword!!!"
The middle-aged man on stage gritted his teeth and screamed again as he lifted the short sword. Although no one there knew him, he was the Family Head of a Foundation Establishment family. Standing naked and watched by the public caused him a mix of pain, shame, and a hint of fear of drawing a Demon Cultivation term.
His emotions were extremely complex.
But he knew what Mentor Liu said was right; to enjoy the bliss uncommon to others, one must endure the hardships others can\'t. He had started from scratch, what\'s face worth anyway, just a cheap thing.
It\'s just that being a Family Head for so long got him a bit burdened, if it were before, not to mention being naked, as long as there were enough Spirit Stones, he would even perform in live spring shows on the stage!
...
"Sizzle!"
Another sword stabbed down.
\'Entry name\': Alchemy Posture.
\'Entry level\': White.
\'Entry effect\': The success rate of your alchemy will slightly increase.
"Fellow Daoists are awesome!!!"
"Exciting!"
"This is making me more thrilled than when I broke through the Foundation Establishment with three choices!"
The atmosphere below was getting better, with many enthusiastically clapping and cheering on. These sect descendants usually stayed within their sects, and if not for the appearance of a Secret Realm in Fufeng City, they barely had chances to leave their sects. This entertainment excited them immensely.
The demeanor they purposely maintained while in the mortal city relaxed instantly and returned to their true natures.
...
The third sword!
The fourth sword!
The fifth sword!
With each sword, the atmosphere became increasingly lively, and even Fat Long couldn\'t help but laugh and cheer loudly. He might be the most empathetic among them, as he truly had nine.
Watching the middle-aged man gamble on entries felt especially thrilling as though he was personally on the battlefield.
However—
As the sixth strike descended,
the middle-aged man on stage suddenly stood rooted in shock, as if he had randomly received an extraordinary entry, and after a few moments, a panel slowly emerged above his head.
"Entry Name": Nine Ox Power.
"Entry Level": White.
"Entry Effect": Possess nine oxen.
"..."
"..."
The audience, who had been excitedly jeering up until then, suddenly stood dumbfounded with complex expressions, only to see that the middle-aged man, who had already chopped six, leaving three, but after randomly receiving this entry,
was replenished to nine.
The audience then learned a potential rule about entries: When you possess a number of oxen and randomly receive the "Nine Ox Power" entry, it doesn\'t give you nine additional oxen; rather, it replenishes the total to nine.
"..."
The middle-aged man on stage, somewhat bewildered, tilted his head toward the officer standing below the platform, unsure how to proceed. Could one encounter the same entry twice?
Was this good or bad?
It seemed he could earn a few more entries...
...
"Is that even possible?"
Chen Qiu looked at the middle-aged man on stage with a strange expression. Honestly, even he felt tempted. If one were exceptionally lucky and kept getting the "Nine Ox Power" entry every time, wouldn\'t one potentially continue endlessly, like a perpetual motion machine?
And his biggest trump card at the moment was—
"Self-Destruction Term"!
This entry allowed him to unleash an attack far exceeding his strength by one Great Realm.
One very important point was...
This entry was merely a White entry, and he didn\'t know how many White entries there were, but if a person continually had the chance to draw White entries, there was certainly a good chance they could draw this one.
By then... the gains wouldn\'t just be a few Spirit Stones.
...
The atmosphere swiftly became subdued, but soon the audience excitedly started making noise again. The more chopping, the more chances to bet, and the more fun they found it.
Continue!
There were nine again, starting from the first cut!
The second cut!
The third cut!
Until the eighth cut!
"Nine Ox Power" appeared again!
Again replenished to nine, only the fourteen pieces of bloody meat that fell on the platform proved that a tremendously bloody disaster had taken place here.
"..."
"..."
The audience stopped talking; everyone\'s smiles gradually faded, expressionlessly watching the increasingly proficient middle-aged man chopping his own "bulls."
The first cut, the second cut, the third cut!
Until the fourth cut—
"Entry Name": Self-Destruction Term.
"Entry Level": White.
"Entry Effect": You may detonate any entry to initiate an attack one Realm Cultivation greater than your current cultivation level.
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When this panel appeared above the man\'s head, the audience was totally silent.
Everyone stood there expressionlessly, silent.
It took the man on stage quite some time to realize what had occurred; with an excited expression, he bounced up, chopping the remaining few bulls, leaving one for himself, then gathered all the bulls that had fallen on the ground and packed them up.
He looked at the audience with a somewhat frenzied expression, excitedly yelling and then sprinting off the stage.
He tightly hugged the still-stunned officer below, hysterically excited to the point of incoherence, "Officer Liu!!! Wang Family is extremely fortunate to have you; you are at the same level as me in the Wang Family now!!"
"In the future, we will enjoy wealth and honor together!!!"
"What a thrill, chopping bulls is truly fucking thrilling!!"
"I\'m so fucking happy!"
The stage was silent, the audience was excited.
The stage was excited, the audience was silent.
You see.
The joys and sorrows of people really are not the same, the emotions of those on and off the stage can never be in sync.
...
The play ended just like that.
After sitting in silence for a long time, the audience almost simultaneously took out Sound Transmission Talismans from their robes, spreading the news about today\'s events in Fufeng City to their respective sects and powers; they needed to reevaluate the value of the "Nine Ox Power" + "self-extinguishing root" entries.
As expected,
the "self-extinguishing root" entry\'s price was likely to skyrocket in the future.
They could not remember how many entries the man on stage had, but they could confirm that, in a way, this man was already in the Golden Core Stage, and that too under everyone\'s watchful eyes.
His underlying Foundation Establishment Family could now be considered a Semi-Step Golden Core Family.
Maybe calling them a Golden Core Family was a bit of a stretch, but they would definitely be the strongest among all Foundation Establishment Families.
...
"Brother Qiu."
Fat Long also stayed silent for a long time before he murmured, "Suddenly, I have some regrets."
"Actually... I\'m not that afraid of pain."