Chapter 166: Do you obey? (2/2)

This thought flashed across Song Shuhang’s mind. Meanwhile, the ghost spirit within the Heart Aperture started shaking all of a sudden.

Thereafter, the body of the ghost spirit started dissipating—apart from keeping the core of ghost spirit and maintaining the minimum amount of energy necessary to sustain its body, other parts of its body turned into pure energy that was being sent straight into Song Shuhang’s Heart Aperture.

In the next moment, this pure energy overflowed steadily from the Heart Aperture, following the channel between the Heart Aperture and the Eye Aperture, pouring into the latter.

What did this mean? Song Shuhang didn’t need to take long and quickly realized—the ghost spirit meant to help him open his Eye Aperture!

Next, Song Shuhang once again experienced the same refres.h.i.+ng sensation he once felt when he stood at the coordinates given to him by the seniors outside the Moon Saber Sect—when his blood and qi quant.i.ty within the aperture rocketed.

But this time, the qi and blood quant.i.ty within the Eye Aperture increased at a much faster rate… and even more violently!

Venerable White on the side quickly sensed Song Shuhang’s unusual condition.

He gave Song Shuhang a quick examination and laughed heartily.

”As expected, the luck of this young fellow daoist isn't half bad, ”Venerable White softly said to himself. Soon after, he took out the old bronze ring that once belonged to the man in green daoist robe whose flying corpse flew from far away and landed on the ground.

To an esteemed figure like Venerable White, a Third Stage equipment like this ring was of a grade that was too low. Even if it was the most useful spirit gathering formation, it was still useless to him—the effects of the spirit gathering formation which Venerable White drew himself inside the fridge would not be any weaker than that of the bronze ring.

Of course, to the First Stage Song Shuhang, the effects of the spirit gathering formations on it would be very good!

Venerable White reached his hands out and rubbed on the bronze ring, removing the seal of the original owner, Li Tiansu. After that, he squatted next to Song Shuhang, putting the ring on his hand.

He laughed and said softly, ”At least this can offset some of the money you used to buy a computer, mobile phone, and other items for me.”

Such a gift from Venerable White, to Song Shuhang, had the same effect as bringing a painted dragon to life by adding pupils to its eyes. [3]

When the ring was worn on his finger, it was automatically activated. In an instant, the spiritual qi around him became stronger. When he breathed, he could breathe in quite an amount of pure spiritual qi.

In his Eye Aperture, qi and blood quant.i.ty kept on rising and rising!

At last, just like the Heart Aperture, under the right conditions, the Eye Aperture opened!

Song Shuhang opened his eyes; rays of light shot out from both of them. At the same time, black tears flowed from the corners of his eyes—that was the result of impurities, which blocked the Eye Aperture earlier, being expelled from his body upon the opening of the Eye Aperture.

The second aperture, Eye Aperture—open!

Having been practicing for only one month, to accomplish the feat of opening two apertures consecutively for a First Stage was rare, even for disciples from big and famous sects. Even though Song Shuhang resorted to more tricks than others, luck to cultivators was also one of the many forms of strength and capability!

Fate was a mystery of mysteries, but no cultivator would belittle fate and destiny. If luck was enough to defy the natural order, a small useless being could eventually become one of the most almighty figures in the world.

Cultivating was a job that relied a lot on fate and destiny!

Song Shuhang wiped the black tears from the corners of his eyes and lightly blinked.

At this moment, he felt like the entire world seemed like it upgraded from a standard-definition video to a high-definition video. The feeling was such a rush that he just stood there with a blank face!

***

On another side, inside Jiangnan’s prison.

Zhao Bulu sat on the bed.

The western monk was in front of him. His face was stern as he was chanting, ”From now till death, do not kill. Do you obey?

Zhao Bulu with tears in both eyes said, ”I obey.”

The western monk continued to ask, ”From now till death, do not steal. Do you obey?”

Zhao Bulu choked with sobs, ”I obey.”

The western monk asked for the third time, ”From now till death, do not tell lies. Do you obey?”

Zhao Bulu quivered as he responded, ”I obey.”

The western monk nodded his head in approval and used his fingers like a knife to lightly sc.r.a.pe Zhao Bulu’s head.

Strands of Zhao Bulu’s black hair kept falling.

The western monk asked once again, ”From now till death, do not consume alcohol. Do you obey?”

Zhao Bulu answered expressionlessly, ”I obey.”

The western monk was full of satisfaction as he shaved all of his hair—all that was left was just a s.h.i.+ny bald head. Last but not least, he said, ”From now till death, do not l.u.s.t. Do you obey?”

Zhao Bulu’s eyes and face were devoid of emotion. ”I obey.”

”Excellent, excellent!” The western monk retrieved the special incense stick, which he prepared earlier, and poked Zhao Bulu’s head six times in a row, creating six neat burn scars.

The western monk blew at his head and admired his masterpiece with much content, ”I’m so nice to you—I gave you six scars at one go. Unlike your teacher’s master, who only gave me four scars—I had to add two more myself.”

Zhao Bulu’s lifeless eyes finally showed a tinge of emotions, one that was full of grief and sorrow— I wish you were as stingy as your master, it would have been even better if you did not burn a single scar on my head !