My Synthesizer Has Talent

Chapter 226: Chapter 224: A Curse Triggers Great Chaos in the Ten Thousand Tribulations Sacred Land

"How do you know all this?" Su Hongshang asked, puzzled.

Su Qing smiled faintly. "It’s a secret."

"Just be careful. What if some young master from the Abyss Sea takes a fancy to you?"

"We’d have to move again, and that wouldn’t be good," Su Qing said with a shrug.

"Alright, alright, I’m terrified of being carried off by some young master!" Su Hongshang feigned a frightened shiver.

Su Qing paused for a moment, then chuckled. "If a Nascent Soul Realm cultivator like you gets carried off, even I wouldn’t be able to save you."

"But I’m your Dao Companion! You have to save me," Su Hongshang said, dissatisfied.

"There’s nothing I could do. Think about who could possibly carry off a Nascent Soul Realm cultivator. If you foolishly walk into someone’s trap and get yourself captured, then I wouldn’t want you anymore."

"A Dao Companion that foolish... I think I’d definitely have to find a new one," Su Qing teased, tapping Su Hongshang lightly on her head.

Annoyed, Su Hongshang pinched Su Qing’s side in retaliation.

Su Qing remained expressionless, which only irked her more. After all, hearing her Dao Companion use the word "abandon" was no different from an ordinary couple talking about ’what if we broke up’.

But they were both Immortal Cultivators, so she had to suppress such petty tantrums.

Su Qing smiled. "Alright, the Profound Bright Islands shouldn’t be too dangerous. Xingya, just be careful."

"I will, Young Master," Luo Xingya replied, nodding obediently as always.

Su Qing then reverted to his appearance as Le Wanjia and walked out of the Pocket World.

’Should I get a Pocket World like this, one I can enter and exit at will?’ Su Qing began to ponder.

’My Little Immortal Realm could work, but it’s clearly not suitable for this.’

’If I come across a Nascent Soul Cultivator I don’t like, I can just get rid of them. A Pocket World is bound to appear then.’

’I can synthesize them and create a brand-new Pocket World system.’

’I wonder if synthesizing Pocket Worlds using Standardization will produce any strange effects.’

After leaving, Su Qing didn’t bother with anything else.

He just focused on synthesizing his items.

He needed to raise his cultivation baseline, allowing his Cultivation Technique and Visualization Technique to improve faster.

This would, in turn, increase his combat power.

It would allow him to better handle whatever the future held.

The easiest things to use were Spirit Fruits and Immortal Enlightenment Leaves.

They were the best materials for synthesis.

And the most convenient.

The cost was that Su Qing had to put his Medicine Cauldron to use, repeatedly harvesting and replanting the Spirit Medicines of a certain Great World, or even just plucking leaves from its ordinary trees.

As for anything else, it was useless.

And so it went.

Su Qing returned to his normal life. Aside from some necessary nightly "exercise," it seemed there was nothing else for him to do.

「One month later.」

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"Xiaoqing."

Xiaoqing appeared once again, and Su Qing had no intention of wasting this guaranteed monthly opportunity.

"Within the next year, following the normal course of events, which cultivator from the Abyss Sea, and at what Realm, will take an interest in Luo Xingya?" Su Qing asked.

After a moment of Inference, Xiaoqing replied, "Answering Master, it is a Second Realm Cultivator from the Holy Spirit Race."

"What kind of race is the Holy Spirit Race?" Su Qing asked, puzzled. He had never heard of them before.

"The Holy Spirit Race is a powerful race within the Abyss Sea. They are a branch of the Human Race, but every member possesses the bloodline of an Immortal. The most distinct feature of the Holy Spirit bloodline is a faint, yellow, glowing mark between their eyebrows that resembles the character for ’mountain’."

Abyss Sea, Immortal bloodline... Su Qing fell silent.

He asked again, "What is the highest Realm among the Holy Spirit Race?"

"Master, it is equivalent to the Tribulation Crossing Realm, a Seventh Realm Cultivator."

"..." Su Qing fell silent once more.

’The Holy Spirit Race won’t be easy to deal with.’

’If one really shows up, I’ll just Curse Kill them on the spot.’

’There’s no way they’d be able to trace it back to me anyway.’

’It’s just a single Second Realm Cultivator from a branch of the Human Race.’

’They’d better not let me see them.’

’Or I’ll Curse Kill them without a second thought.’

Speaking of Curse Kills, Su Qing dismissed Xiaoqing.

He began to cast the Immortal-Suppressing Spell.

His target, naturally, was still Ji Qianqiu.

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PFFT!

Ji Qianqiu felt his internal organs being eroded by the Power of Curse. He spat out a large mouthful of blood.

Ji Qianqiu was hiding within the Grand Elder’s Array. He had already predicted the curse’s arrival.

But he had never expected it to be so terrifying.

The Array had no effect whatsoever; he was severely wounded once again.

He felt himself about to fall into a stupor.

An elixir appeared in his hand—a Tier Five Elixir, the Soul Summoning and Wound Cleansing Pill.

It was incredibly effective at healing spiritual injuries.

But it was useless. He knew the curse would just come back.

Su Qing would not let him go.

Ji Qianqiu began to panic.

His eyes were filled with shock and unwillingness. Another curse would come next month—he had to find Su Qing!

Ji Qianqiu, not yet recovered, was desperate to get up and leave.

But in that instant, the Grand Array beneath his feet trapped him.

"Qianqiu, you old bastard, you’re courting death!" Ji Qianqiu’s expression twisted with fury. He never thought the old man would actually try to use him as a soul sacrifice. It was true that this Grand Array could block some of the Power of Curse.

But to think there was another, hidden Grand Array within it! What a brilliant scheme.

Suddenly, Ji Qianqiu’s body was wreathed in lightning.

Dark clouds spanning a hundred miles gathered in the sky.

Ji Qianqiu was furious.

The Grand Elder of the Ten Thousand Tribulations Sacred Land appeared. His face showed a mix of delight and gloom, and his eyes gleamed.

A tiny Gu Insect appeared in his hand.

"My little darling, go take a bite of his heart."

Ji Qianqiu’s pupils shrank. He felt an insect gnawing at his heart from within.

’It was in the elixir! You old bastard, you gave me this elixir two hundred years ago!’

’You actually hid a Gu Insect inside it!’

A trace of sorrow filled Ji Qianqiu’s heart. He had trusted Qianqiu Jingping too much, never imagining that the plot to kill him had been set in motion two hundred years ago.

"Yin Yang Thunder!"

"A mere insect dares to gnaw on my heart!" Instantly, lightning enveloped Ji Qianqiu’s entire body.

The Gu Insect was immediately obliterated by the lightning.

"Heh heh, my Gu Insect... once it bites you, your flesh and blood become nearly impossible to heal. With a damaged heart, your spirit has no anchor, and your soul will struggle to recover," the Grand Elder said with a smile.

A plume of black gas appeared on his withered palm.

"Purest Demonic Qi!" Ji Qianqiu was even more shocked, but it seemed his shock would end there.

The Demonic Qi had already flown into his damaged body, and in an instant, it tainted everything, including his very soul!

"AHHH!!!"

In splitting pain, lightning erupted from Ji Qianqiu’s eyes. At that moment, the Ten Thousand Tribulations Divine Body displayed its true power.

"Dharma Image Heaven and Earth!"

A majestic Dharma Aspect resembling a Thunder God instantly appeared above the Ten Thousand Tribulations Sacred Land, its furious eyes glaring toward a certain spot.

"A Dharma Aspect? Who doesn’t have one?" The Grand Elder chuckled. A gloomy and bizarre aura rose behind him, and a Dharma Aspect like a Great Sun materialized in the air. However, this sun was somewhat dim. It lacked the brilliant sanctity of a normal Great Sun, possessing instead a trace of Yin Qi and an eerie quality.

....

From this day forward, chaos once again descended upon the Ten Thousand Tribulations Sacred Land.

When Divinity Transformation experts fight, mortals suffer. Nearly everyone in the Ten Thousand Tribulations Sacred Land fled at once. The first to go were the high-ranking cultivators, almost all of whom used a Teleportation Array to escape the Sacred Land.

After all, the fight was taking place within the Sacred Land itself. If they didn’t preserve their own lives, they feared Ji Qianqiu would give an order for them all to die and become his nourishment.

The Celestial Dao Oath was like a fishbone stuck in their throats.

It was just a shame that Su Qing had no idea his curse against Ji Qianqiu had ended up helping another cultivator.

Although, since everyone seemed to want Ji Qianqiu dead, it was all the same in the end.

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