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There's absolutely no reason to refuse, is there?

Originally, I planned to sneak into places like the Scripture Pavilion later to find the "cultivation materials" of this world. Now it would be better to be able to access them through a more legitimate means, not to mention that the person who "guided me" was said to be the most promising person to ascend to immortality.

However, there is one point that is questionable.

(Where did this kindness come from?)

Reversal of Spiritual Energy: Chapter 209 The Magic Sword

If the magic recorded in the "Root" is a kind of mystery in form, then the spiritual energy and magic in this world of immortals and heroes is "mystery" in another sense.

As concepts of the mystical side, they also do not operate according to any objective laws, but must be understood at the subjective level in order to be utilized. Take the five basic spiritual arts of "metal, wood, water, fire and earth" as an example. Cultivators must be aware of the existence of spiritual energy and then operate to finally form this spiritual art, rather than first understanding the foundation and composition of the spiritual art and then learning how to condense spiritual energy to cast it.

In this respect, mystery and science are indeed completely incompatible; one requires you to fully utilize your imagination, while the other demands strict adherence to objective reality. If we were to reconcile the two—

"...It's very difficult."

He casually tossed aside the half-finished spirit sword in his hand, which disintegrated into magic power before falling to the ground and was reabsorbed by his left eye.

The projection magic originating from the source can project what you want most of the time, but it is only similar in appearance. Just like trying to project a "human", at most it will only result in a fleshy doll with a human body, which does not have the soul and consciousness that are the most important things for a human being.

Similarly, the difficulty of projecting the unique spirit sword of this world using projection magic is far beyond imagination. On the surface, it seems that it is enough to simply arrange a sword blade with magic and then reproduce it, but the reason why the spirit sword is "spirited" is that it can absorb and amplify spiritual energy. Simple magic projection can only reproduce the shape but cannot replicate its properties. In other words, this attempt is destined to fail.

"That does not work."

Hundreds of failures have confirmed many things for Lin Yi, including the fact that whether one tries to use the mystery of magic to replicate the mystery of spiritual energy, or tries to use the mystery of spiritual energy to recreate the mystery of magic, both will ultimately fail.

If one path is blocked, then another must be tried. Having gone from viruses to machines, and then from machines to magic, Lin Yi was already used to setbacks. He immediately changed his thinking: "There's no need for magic to adapt to spiritual energy, nor is there a need for spiritual energy to adapt to the mysterious. Instead, they should be independent of each other and then unite..."

On the retina, a complex and vast network of structures began to emerge, gradually becoming complete as numerous magical runes and spiritual energy arrays filled the space: "Magic has its advantages; it doesn't need to focus too much on physical form, while spiritual energy possesses advantages that magic lacks, like this—"

In the left palm raised forward, a vague outline slowly emerged, filled with both scattered runes and mysterious lines. Two incompatible energies each performed their own function within, ultimately being constrained by the same gray-black lines within a narrow space.

"Magic is the skeleton, array is the shell, and spiritual energy is the filling."

With a few light swings of his seemingly weightless sword, Lin Yi suddenly threw it towards the Sword Washing Pool not far away.

With a sharp whooshing sound, the sword blade, carrying a series of bubbles, plunged deep into the bottomless, icy Sword Washing Pool. Soon after, accompanied by a slight tremor throughout the entire platform, large waves of water surged up on the surface, including fragments of solidified ice and hot water radiating wisps of heat... Fortunately, it was late at night, and no one except Lin Yi was able to witness this incredible scene.

He reached out and grasped the second magic sword, which was identical to the first. A smile appeared in Lin Yi's eyes: "Then, I'll call you 'Magic Sword'."

After figuring out a way to combine magic and spiritual power, Lin Yi planned to leave Qionghua. He had come here to resolve the unusual hidden dangers in this Xianxia world, so he couldn't stay in Kunlun Mountain for long. But, perhaps coincidentally, just as Lin Yi was about to disappear again without anyone noticing, "Uncle Murong," who had disappeared a week ago after teaching him how to make a spirit sword, suddenly reappeared and gave Lin Yi a formal sect mission.

"Exorcism?"

“That’s right, this is the fastest way to prove that you have no connection with the Illusionary Demon Clan. Of course, considering that you have only recently entered the sect and do not have any physical strength, I asked the sect leader for the Water Spirit Orb to help you.”

As Lin Yi received the pearl, which emanated astonishing water-attribute spiritual energy, from Murong Tianhe, he felt increasingly uneasy.

He had no choice but to do this. Looking back, since this "Uncle Murong" appeared, he had not only helped him out of trouble but also answered his questions. He had even taught him the Qionghua sword-forging technique, which he was not allowed to learn before. Now, he had even obtained the sect's most precious treasure, the Water Spirit Pearl, and lent it to him. You should know that even Lin Yi, a "new disciple," had heard of the importance of this Water Spirit Pearl to Qionghua. It could be said to be the most important thing in Qionghua besides Xihe and Wangshu. Now, it was actually handed over to a "new disciple" whose identity could not even be guaranteed?

Looking at the cultivator in front of him again, Lin Yi suddenly wondered if he had been given the protagonist template and a brainless halo when he entered this world, and that he was the kind of person who could make others unconditionally admire him, give him experience and magic treasures, and eventually bow down to him.

"...Disciple understands."

In any case, even if it's just for the "Water Spirit Pearl," Lin Yi is destined not to refuse this mission. At worst, he can just leave when he senses something is wrong.

Subsequently, Lin Yi learned the target of this demon-slaying mission from Murong Tianhe.

"She is a member of the royal family of the Huanming Demon Clan. Originally, she was born with powerful magic, but nineteen years ago, the Huanming Demon King was severely injured by a real person, and the fetus in her womb was also affected. At the time of her birth, in order to protect the fetus, she had to give up her magic. You know the habits of the demon clan. It is difficult for an ordinary demon without demon power to survive in the clan, let alone a demon king successor without magic power. In order to protect her, the Huanming Demon King sent her to a family in the mortal world. A few days ago, a Qionghua disciple who came down the mountain to exorcise demons discovered her but did not alert her. Now, she is handed over to my nephew to deal with."

"So, killing this monster is all that's needed?"

"Yes."

Nodding knowingly, Lin Yi asked one last question: "Where is this monster?"

Shouyang.

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Watching Murong Tianhe's departing figure, he remained silent for a moment, then asked as if talking to himself, "Those two swords he carried must be Xihe and Wangshu, right?"

[Correct judgment]

"……interesting."

Spiritual Qi Reversal: Chapter 210 Demon Clan

The distance from Qionghua to Shouyang isn't far—relative to cultivators who can travel by sword. But for mortals who can only move slowly on the ground, it's a long journey. As an "entry-level disciple" of the Qionghua Sect, Lin Yi doesn't need to measure the land on foot like those mortals, but flying by sword is obviously impractical.

First, he didn't even have a spirit sword; second, his "entry-level disciple" strength wasn't enough to achieve the ability to fly on a sword; third...

"Aren't you afraid that a flying sword will suddenly fly up from below while you're riding a sword without any precautions?"

At the foot of Kunlun Mountain, Lin Yi caught sight of the sword lights that kept flying and leaping from above. He had an inexplicable urge to shoot them all down. Of course, this was not the time to do so, so he could only suppress his thoughts and head towards Shouyang County with a slight sense of regret.

Considering that Lin Yi is still within the realm of "mortals," the final thing that Uncle Murong provided him was a spirit beast for transportation. How to put it... in the "immortal" posture that cultivators yearn for, riding a crane on a long journey is probably the most suitable style, provided that it doesn't collapse and become unable to move due to incontinence the moment it sees him.

"Is it that cultivators possess a greater sense of danger than humans and animals, or have they transcended the realm of humanity?"

Even without deliberate manipulation, the various viruses hidden within the body still evoke a strong sense of danger in the surrounding life forms. It's like a person standing next to a towering cliff, whose legs would instinctively buckle even with a safety barrier in front of them. This instinct from life itself is even stronger. However, in the past, Lin Yi had only faced non-human life forms infected by the same virus, mechanical intelligence without the concept of life, or those conceptual heroic spirits. The only magicians who might be affected by these viruses couldn't even get close, so he had always ignored them.

Of course, if this "crane's" senses were as dull as those of ordinary people in World Four, then naturally nothing would happen—for humans standing on the edge of a cliff, simply looking at the cliff itself is terrifying enough, but for a blind person, it's not much different from an ordinary road or bridge. But the problem is that this "crane's" senses are quite sharp, at least compared to most mortals or even cultivators. That's why Lin Yi concluded that it "is even more dangerous than the instincts of humans and animals."

However, given the current situation, this conclusion is useless. Lin Yi has neither the ability nor the means to expel the virus from his body, nor can he make the spirit beast obedient. After thinking it over, there is only one feasible option.

With its left eye slightly narrowed, eerie red and green lights overlapped around the spirit beast's heart, twisting it into a mass of unrecognizable "flesh and blood" amidst the latter's brief and shrill scream. Naturally, no life could survive after it had become like this.

Without considering whether the spirit beast had been subjected to any location-tracking magic before being brought here, the burden was dealt with directly, and the left eye was opened again. However, this time, what was renewed from the "root" was not the red and green color unique to the Spiral Demon Eye, but a faint golden light.

Vimana

Originating from the source, one of the Noble Phantasms held by the Heroic Spirit Gilgamesh in the Gate of Babylon, it is a radiant vessel of light formed from gold and emeralds that can soar through the sky. Powered by solar energy generated by a solar crystal fueled by mercury, it can fly at high speeds, defying the laws of physics. It possesses powerful offensive capabilities and is equipped with various Noble Phantasm systems, and even ancient nuclear warheads and other excellent weapons—according to legend.

Based on Lin Yi's multiple experiments after analyzing the "magic" of the Gate of Babylon using the Eye of Origin, the only function of this treasure is for traveling. The weapons mounted on it are more like decorations than anything else. Take the "Ancient Nuclear Warhead" as an example. In ancient times, the mass-energy equation had not even been invented, so where would nuclear weapons come from? At most, it is just a "legend" added to forcibly increase mystery and deterrence.

However, if the purpose is to travel quickly, this Noble Phantasm still has its merits.

Lin Yi, stepping onto Vimana, kicked the throne—which served no purpose other than as a target—into a basic magic recovery device. His left eye, shimmering with a pale golden light, gently rotated.

Without a sound, the treasure from another world broke free from the shackles of gravity and soared into the vast sky.

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Only after leaving Kunlun Mountain can one realize how few cultivators there are compared to the entire Divine Land.

All told, including Qionghua, no fewer than four thousand disciples from the eight sects of Kunlun go down the mountain to exorcise demons every year. However, Lin Yi discovered no fewer than five incidents of demons causing havoc in the mortal realm along the way. This was in areas relatively close to Kunlun. If it were in those more remote areas, such as the Hundred Thousand Mountains, it would be unimaginable how mortals there could survive without the protection of cultivators.

However, against this backdrop, Lin Yi noticed a phenomenon that he was unsure whether it could be called "abnormal".

"...If the goal is simply to eliminate the demon race in order to protect mortals, wouldn't it be better to just send the main force of the sects to storm their lair?"

With the spiritual techniques that cultivators possess, finding the lair of the demon race shouldn't be difficult, especially now that Lin Yi has already tracked down a demon and reached the third demon's lair he has discovered along the way.

"But they don't seem to have any intention of launching a large-scale offensive. Even when there are occasional reports of demons being slaughtered, it's only the actions of a small group of powerful and wealthy... well, 'righteous' disciples."

The red and green light in his open left eye folded and twisted back and forth, which reflected in reality as the constantly splattering blood and collapsing mountain walls in his field of vision. Occasionally, screams and pleas for mercy were mixed in with the vibrations and the sound of bones being squeezed and broken, but they would often disappear quickly.

"It seems that the longer a cultivator has cultivated and the stronger they are, the less willing they are to take the initiative to kill these demons. Even when Qionghua bound the Illusionary Darkness Realm nineteen years ago, it was the same."

With his left eye closed, he pondered as he stepped into the nest, which reeked of a strong, bloody stench.

"Given Qionghua's strength in being able to restrain the entire Illusionary Darkness Realm, there's absolutely no reason for it to let the Illusionary Darkness demons living inside escape, it's just like..."

He paused slightly, his pale blue left eye reflecting lines of gray-black death as he looked towards a certain spot: "You're the same."

Reversal of Spiritual Energy: Chapter 211 The "Livestock Farm" System of the Cultivation World

From the perspective of an invader, Lin Yi was destined from the start to be anything but "just" in this world. Naturally, he had no reason to waste his time and energy on such a boring thing as slaying demons. There were his own reasons for slaughtering these demons.

First, traveling directly to Shouyang County at the current speed is far too far for someone with only the ability of a "novice disciple." Second, these demons have their merits in surviving in this land of immortals and heroes. At least in terms of lifespan and physical strength, they are far inferior to even cultivators. It is only through the use of numerous elixirs, magical medicines, and magical swords that human cultivators have been able to maintain their advantage. If these external advantages were discarded, it would be hard to say what would ultimately dominate this vast land of China.

In order to find out why the demon race was able to survive despite having neither weapons nor cultivation techniques, Lin Yi decided to personally conduct an in-depth understanding and analysis of this "race"... well, in the literal sense.

"...What caused their bodies to mutate was not a virus, but spiritual energy."

In a remote mountainous area near Shouyang County, Lin Yi removed his blood-stained gloves and looked at the monster on the stone platform that twitched from time to time with a sense of enlightenment: "It's quite incredible. It's clearly just a kind of energy, but it can play different roles depending on the 'fantasy' that it actively absorbs. For human cultivators, it is a gaseous state that can be freely controlled, but for the demon race, which has a deficiency in innate intelligence, it adapts to the instincts of wild beasts as a catalyst for 'evolution'."

Imagine that human cultivators pursue immortality and attain enlightenment. Since physical ascension has been proven impossible, the only path left is Qi cultivation. Even if one's physical body is perfected, it is useless if one cannot ascend. Under such circumstances, human cultivators would naturally choose to control spiritual energy rather than use it to strengthen their physical body.

However, the original form of the demon race is also a wild beast, and their way of thinking is different.

With their low intelligence, they have little chance of sensing spiritual energy. Even if they do sense it, they will only use it according to their animal instincts for what they pursue: sharper claws can help them kill prey better, stronger bodies can help them defend against attacks better, and a longer lifespan is the instinctive pursuit of every life form—even if they don't know why they want to live so long.

Because of their differences, the immortal cultivators and the demon race, who both originated from spiritual energy but embarked on completely different paths, were born. Through this basic understanding, Lin Yi also roughly found out why the demon race attacked the human race for food.

Essentially, there are only two things that sustain the survival of the demon race: spiritual energy and food.

As for spiritual energy, it goes without saying that cultivators, like immortals, can achieve it by living on the open air. However, the situation is slightly different when it comes to food. Immortals possess the power to obtain an "immaculate body" and consciously abstain from the desires of the palate. But the demon race, which is more inclined to emotion and instinct than reason, does the opposite. Instead of reducing their need for food as they absorb spiritual energy, their desire for food grows ever stronger. Under these circumstances, when the first demon ate the first human—a flesh-and-blood creature that has an innate affinity for spiritual energy—the long war between humans and demons broke out.

Both involve eating, but for a demon, consuming a wild beast merely fills its stomach, while consuming a human not only fills its stomach but also enhances its spiritual cultivation. The choice is self-evident. To protect the seeds of immortality, the cultivators themselves developed the idea that "those who are not of our kind are sure to have different hearts," thus beginning the long path of "slaying demons and eliminating evil."

Of course, Lin Yi absolutely did not believe that there was no element of desire among demons for the spiritual energy-filled flesh and blood of cultivators, or that cultivators had a need for the demon bodies that were considered "treasures" among demons.

Just like the principle behind demons eating humans, the spiritual energy a cultivator can obtain from eating a cultivator is far beyond what an ordinary person can obtain, and the same applies to cultivators killing demons.

"Their leather can be used to make talismans, their flesh and blood can be used to refine elixirs, their bones can be used to forge weapons, and their inner cores are even more useful."

Gently pick up an egg-sized, grayish-black oval object with traces of undried blood still on its surface. In the cultivation world, this thing is called an "inner core"—something that can serve as an equivalent to a spirit stone, but is far more valuable.

Taking the inner core of the three-hundred-year-old demon in Lin Yi's hand as an example, it could probably be exchanged for more than ten high-grade spirit swords or hundreds of cultivation pills. Of course, most cultivators would not do this; they would simply extract the spiritual energy from the inner core to strengthen their own cultivation.

Just as the demon race covets the flesh and blood of the human race, aren't these cultivators also coveting the bodies of the demon race?

"That makes sense, doesn't it?"

A smile appeared on his face as he casually tossed aside the inner core in his hand. He walked to the entrance of the cave and gazed at the boundless sky in the distance: "Why is it that the more powerful a cultivator is, the less likely they are to take the initiative to slaughter the demon race?"

"If we consider the entire Divine Continent as a livestock farm, then ordinary humans are like the 'weeds' that grow back after being cut once, while demons are like the livestock that 'eat grass' in the farm. They kill and devour humans as food, cultivating powerful spiritual bodies. Once they reach a certain level, the true 'masters' of the farm—the cultivators—will seize their essence, blood, bones, and flesh, thus indirectly strengthening the entire cultivation world."

"In this way, those who truly occupy the top of the food chain in this world will always be the 'herdsmen.' Under such circumstances, how could the 'herdsmen' easily lay a hand on the 'livestock' below them that has not yet matured? Only those young cultivators who still hold so-called 'justice' would do such a futile thing. But as their cultivation years gradually lengthen, they will also begin to realize and get used to it, because at that time they will also become one of the beneficiaries of this 'farm' system."

This seemingly most righteous group is actually the mastermind behind everything. The demons they killed were the very demons they had allowed to run rampant, yet the mortals who were the direct victims had no choice but to be grateful.

As a result, these cultivators who seized the world's spiritual resources were not hated by anyone. Instead, they occupied the moral high ground and firmly controlled everything in this world, whether secular or non-secular—even though it was entirely based on the sacrifice of their "kind."

"...Even as the creator of the Main God Space, I have to admire your actions."

Reversal of Spiritual Energy: Chapter 212 Continuous Copying of Projection

Shouyang County, Liu Prefecture.

As an unassuming servant in this vast magistrate's mansion, Liu Da'er noticed that Miss Liu had been somewhat restless these past few days. Not only had she stopped preparing spices, but she had also stopped playing the konghou (a type of Chinese harp). Moreover, she often stared blankly at the distant sky, as if waiting for something...

Of course, these are not matters that a mere servant like him can concern himself with. Even if he harbors certain thoughts, the vast difference in their social status dictates that such thoughts can only remain hidden deep within his heart. If discovered by anyone, they will only bring disaster: both to himself and to the young lady.

So, on this day, he bowed respectfully to Miss Liu as before and left quietly, unaware that he had missed the only possibility to change his "fate"...

"Compared to that girl surnamed Han, you're not bad at all."

A cold and arrogant female voice suddenly rang out, but there was still no one around. If it were just an ordinary county magistrate's daughter, she would probably have been completely flustered by now. But Liu Mengli was different. She simply said, "Is it you? The one who has been appearing in my dreams lately?"

"This is not a vulgar method like sending a message in a dream."

When the sound rang out again, it had a definite location. Liu Mengli focused her gaze and saw two swords—two incongruous swords.

One aura of righteousness, sharp as if it were meant to suppress all demons and monsters of this world; the other aura of demonic energy soaring to the heavens, terrifying as if it were cursing and resenting everything in this world.

However, what truly caught Liu Mengli's attention was the girl carrying the two swords.

Unlike the official attire he wore, which was meant to display his noble status, the clothes worn by the girl in front of him looked more like those worn by a wandering swordswoman. Yet, these plain clothes gave her a magical, otherworldly air, as if she belonged not to this filthy mortal world, but to a more distant and inviolable place.

With this strange feeling in her heart, Liu Mengli asked in a puzzled voice, "May I ask who you are?"

"Just call me Tang Xuekui."

Seemingly unwilling to discuss her own topic too much, the girl who called herself Tang Xuekui paused slightly: "A great calamity will soon befall the Divine Land. As one of the candidates who can save all living beings in the Divine Land, you must come with me to Mount Shu for cultivation. All you need to do is—who?!"

Under Liu Mengli's astonished gaze, Tang Xuekui suddenly let out a delicate cry, and the immortal sword on her back, without any sword technique, detached itself and stabbed towards the wall on one side of the mansion.

"In my impression, the Shu Mountain Sword Sect is not the kind of place that harbors filth and evil."

With a sharp clang of metal colliding at high speed, the sword blade, thrust out with overwhelming force, was caught by an arm that suddenly reached out—not the hilt, but the sharp blade itself.

The figure under attack could no longer hide, so he grabbed the struggling sword with one hand and looked over with a half-smile: "Or is this disciple of the Shu Mountain Sword Sect just an imposter?"

Upon hearing this, Liu Mengli's expression changed. She realized that she had unconditionally believed the other party was a righteous person from the beginning. If it weren't for this mysterious person who suddenly appeared, she might have already been persuaded and taken away. However, unlike the panic she had imagined when her identity was exposed, the girl named Tang Xuekui simply looked at the mysterious person in front of her with a serious gaze.

"There shouldn't be anyone like you among the thirty-six immortal sects of Shenzhou."