Simultaneous Transmigration: My Strength Comes Entirely from My Own

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"Hey, you surnamed Feng, what did you do to Grandpa Liu? Give him back right now."

The relationship between a shaman and the household spirit is never equal. To be precise, it is the shaman who makes offerings to the household spirit, while the household spirit relies on human popularity to survive and cultivate in the human world.

In terms of status, the family deity holds a dominant position, and Liu Kunsheng can be said to have watched Deng Youfu and Deng Youcai grow up, so he is considered an elder in his family.

When their elders came to help them fight, they ended up being tied up by their own opponents. How could the Deng brothers not be anxious?

Only then did the two brothers realize why their grandmother was no longer going to Shanhaiguan; it turned out that the spirit-binding and general-sending technique was indeed so domineering.

According to Guan Shihua, one of the Ten Elders, she was the one who took action. The Feng family and the Wang family, no matter who they were, kept her completely under control. How could she dare to say anything?

Therefore, after the Wang and Feng families came to power, the shamanic faction in the Northeast almost stopped doing business in the south, because they were afraid of being summoned by spirits.

After all, the physical bodies of immortals cannot cross the Shanhaiguan Pass, otherwise they will be exorcised and destroyed by both Buddhism and Taoism.

If Guan Shihua wanted to make a move inside Shanhaiguan, he could only rely on a shamanic disciple to summon a spirit to possess him. However, this was countered by the spirit-binding and spirit-summoning technique. So, Guan Shihua simply stopped entering the pass and allowed himself to roam freely outside Shanhaiguan.

"Damn it, give Grandpa Liu back!"

Deng Youfu struggled to rush forward, but was stopped by Deng Youcai.

Of the two brothers, Deng Youfu had the highest level of education, but when it came to crucial moments, it was Deng Youcai who remained the calmest.

The two brothers' best skill was to fight, but they were completely restrained by the other's spirit-binding and commanding techniques. Although they knew some martial arts, they were not capable of fighting Feng Xingtong, who possessed Liu Kun's spiritual body.

Feng Xingtong waved his hand with a smile and said, "Brothers, please don't misunderstand. It's just that Grandpa Liu is too amazing. I'll use it to finish the next match and then return it to you."

Deng Youfu roared, "You bastard, what do you take Grandpa Liu for?"

He was able to get Liu Kunsheng to possess him not because of any favors, but because of the daily offerings he had made to him for over a decade since he began learning the art, even while studying abroad. Now this kid was taking them away without a second thought, which naturally infuriated him.

It's like you've been admiring your goddess for over a decade, and she finally gets to go on a date with you occasionally, only to run off with another man during the date. Who could tolerate that?

Even more serious is that who the hell knows if Feng Xingtong is telling the truth or just keeping it? If this kid Feng Xingtong is greedy for Uncle Liu's power and takes it back, wouldn't that be a huge problem?

"Alright, we'll wait for you. If you break your promise, you'll be making an enemy of all of us shamanic disciples. Don't blame me for not warning you."

Deng Youcai stopped the agitated Deng Youfu and said in a deep voice.

Now that things have come to this, this is all they can do. He doesn't believe the Feng family would be so unwise as to actually dare to do anything to Master Liu.

Feng Xingtong scratched his head and smiled. At this point, the outcome was decided.

Feng Zhenghao on the stage shook his head and said, "Sigh, Xing Tong, you're still too young. If this matter isn't handled properly, you could end up making enemies of the entire Chuma family."

That being said, the fact that Feng Zhenghao never said anything to stop Feng Xingtong from beginning to end shows that Feng Zhenghao did not object to Feng Xingtong's behavior.

After all, for the Feng family, who possess the ability to control spirits and command generals, as long as they don't go beyond Shanhaiguan Pass and don't face the true form of the immortals, this doesn't count as a threat.

Moreover, Feng Zhenghao knows his son well; he is definitely not the kind of person who would forcibly seize another's soul.

The spirits that Feng Xingtong currently possesses are either those that voluntarily became his spirits at the moment of their death, or evil spirits he has searched for from all over the place. They were never forcibly taken or seized, so they will not offend the shamanic disciples at all. At most, they will only make the other party wary.

For the World Society nowadays, this fear may not necessarily be a bad thing.

Luke looked at the spirit in Feng Xingtong's hand and shook his head, saying, "It's just a spirit after all. It would be truly satisfying to fight its real body."

Chapter 44: One Person's Story: Wang Bing Blocks the Way

Upon hearing Luke's words, Feng Zhenghao's lips twitched involuntarily.

He truly lives up to his name, actually wanting to fight the immortal's true form. He truly deserves to be called a famous battle maniac among the younger generation!

"Xiao Lu, you need to think this through carefully. These immortals have all cultivated for hundreds or thousands of years, and their physical bodies are far stronger than those of ordinary people. You can't rush this."

At the very least, he could be his future son-in-law. Even if he isn't, he's still a top talent worth recruiting. In any case, Feng Zhenghao felt he had to give him some serious advice.

Luke smiled slightly, opened his eyes, and revealed a sharp glint in them.

“I understand what Uncle Feng is saying, but so-called immortals, although they have been cultivating for a long time, are in the end just beasts that have obtained Qi. The master of this world is still human. Humans are the strongest in this world. I will not do things that I am not sure of.”

Physical strength?

Only a strong physical body is worth challenging for Luke, allowing him to hone his skills and become even stronger.

Feng Shayan looked at Luke with burning eyes. She admired the strong, so Luke's words were very much to her liking.

Next is Feng Shayan's fighting ability, which I won't go into detail about here. She easily passed the preliminary round with her Hundred Steps Divine Fist.

The remaining battles, such as the battles between the Zhuge Qing and Zhuge Bai brothers and Wang Ye, were fought in the same batch, or more precisely, in the same batch as Feng Shayan in other locations, which Luke did not witness.

However, judging from the match list, Zhuge Bai was still not selected, just like in the original novel.

This was not only because Zhuge Bai was frightened into fainting during the battle by his opponent's fierce appearance, but also because Wang Ye was one of his opponents. By the time he woke up, the referee had already declared Wang Ye the winner.

Soon, the match schedule was released.

Zhang Chulan VS Shan Shitong.

Yun VS Lu Linglong.

Zhuge Qing VS Wang Ye.

Feng Baobao VS Xiao Xiao.

Feng Xingtong VS Wang Bing.

………………

Luke vs. Jia Zhengliang.

Luke knew there was nothing to worry about regarding his opponent. Twelve Immortal-Slaying Flying Knives—that was quite a boast. Even when trying to take advantage of Lu Ya, this was no joke. Luke was confident that even if he stood still, Jia Zhengliang's flying knives would never break through his defenses.

After the preliminary round of the Luo Tian Grand Ceremony ended, Luke suddenly saw Zhang Chulan being taken away by two people dressed in black suits and wearing sunglasses, cosplaying as characters from The Matrix. Even if Luke had no idea, he could tell that it was Wang Ai and Lü Ci, those two old geezers, who had called Zhang Chulan over for the sake of the Qi Source Flow.

However, Luke had no intention of getting involved. He had only met Zhang Chulan once and had no connection or relationship with him. Although Wang Ai and Lü Ci were not good people, they had not offended him, so what business was it of his?

However, Luke didn't want to get involved, but trouble kept coming his way.

Just as Luke was about to leave, Wang Bing, acting all high and mighty, arrived with two bodyguards who were also cosplaying as characters from The Matrix.

"You're that... what was it again? Oh right, Luke, you're Luke?"

Wang Xiang, who was used to being arrogant, stood in front of Luke in a very nonchalant manner and spoke without any politeness.

Clearly, Wang Bing did it on purpose. After all, his match had already ended when Luke was competing, and he witnessed the battle between Luke and Momozono. It was precisely because he witnessed this battle that Wang Bing came to find Luke.

Two bodyguards in black stood to Luke's left and right, seemingly to prevent him from escaping.

Luke wasn't angry; instead, he smiled gently and spoke in a very gentle tone.

"I'm so cute!"

Wang Bing, who was used to being pampered by Wang Ai, was furious when anyone dared to speak to him like that. He roared in anger.

"You bastard, how dare you speak to me like that? Even if I obtain your protective techniques today, I will still cripple you."

Wang Bing felt that he had already given Longhu Mountain a lot of face by dealing with Luke this way. After all, Luke had insulted him so much, and he hadn't killed him, but was only planning to cripple him.

"Take him down."

Wang Bing, relying on his status, was unwilling to take action himself and instructed the men in black on either side of Luke.

Upon hearing this, the two men in black smirked. As Wang Bing's henchmen, they were well aware of his methods and temperament. Without further hesitation, they moved like ghosts towards Luke, clearly intending to capture him quickly.

Seeing this, Luke smiled faintly, but there was no fear in his eyes.

Just as the two were about to close in, Luke moved slightly, as if he had merged into the wind, and dodged their attacks with incredible speed, while throwing his own fist.

"Bang! Bang!"

Two muffled thuds rang out as Luke's fist force burst forth like a storm. Although it struck the stomachs of the two men in black, the terrifying force was like a sharp blade, directly shattering their spines.

The two only had time to let out a scream before they were sent flying like kites with broken strings, crashing heavily to the ground, their fate unknown.

Upon seeing this, Wang Bing's face instantly turned ashen. He never expected Luke's strength to be so terrifying that even his carefully trained assassins couldn't withstand the power of Luke's punch.

Luke slowly withdrew his fist, his gaze sharp as a knife, staring directly at Wang Bing, and said calmly, "Some people are destined to pay the price for their arrogance."

After all, this is Longhu Mountain. Unless absolutely necessary, Luke doesn't want to kill anyone. Breaking their spines and crippling them would be just right.

"Two pieces of trash, I, the young master, have to take action myself."

Wang Bing kicked the man in black at his feet with a ferocious expression, his face full of displeasure.

"After seeing you fight, I want your technique even more. Invulnerability to blades and spears is indeed amazing. It's not just for defense, but also for offense."

Wang Bing knew the two men in black were skilled; if he didn't submit to their spirits, it would take him quite a bit of effort to deal with them. But Luke did it with just two simple punches, which made Wang Bing's greed surge up, second only to when he saw Liu Kunsheng's demon spirit earlier.

Luke's lips twitched, and he looked at Wang Bing with a pitying gaze, as if he were looking at a fool.

Wang Bing, enraged and embarrassed, retorted, "You bastard, what kind of look is that? Are you looking down on me?"

Chapter 45: One Person's Story: Deposing the King and Kicking Down the Ten Elders' Gate

"Son, if you're stupid, you should study more. I'm practicing external martial arts, do you think it's some kind of shortcut? I'm invulnerable to swords and spears entirely because of my own relentless efforts. Do you really think that you can become invulnerable just by getting the manual and practicing it? Sigh, it's because I, as your father, don't have time to lecture you. Today, I'll tell you a principle: if you don't practice Qi, seeing me is like looking at the moon in a well; if you practice Qi, seeing me is like a mayfly gazing at the blue sky."

Luke stretched his limbs, ready to give Wang Bing a hard time.

"Hiss, that's not right. I can't teach your son. Wouldn't that let that old bastard Wang Ai take advantage of me and become my grandfather? What a blunder! What a blunder! Hmm, it would be too unfair for me to recognize you as my son. I'll just be your great-grandson instead. Great-grandson, Grandpa's coming right now."

Wang Bing's expression was ferocious, and several evil spirits, both male and female, appeared around him.

"You bastard, I'll kill you!"

These people were all tortured to death by Wang Bing himself. In order to obtain the best spirits, Wang Bing specifically sought out families with happy and harmonious households, took their wives and raped their daughters, and tortured them in every way, making them suffer all kinds of human pain until they died, eventually becoming these resentful evil spirits, and ultimately controlled by his spirit-binding and commanding.

However, controlling these evil spirits to kill each other was like raising poisonous insects, and only a few were ultimately selected.

Driven by Wang Bing, these evil spirits rushed towards Luke. Luke's body shone brightly, like a blazing sun in the sky, instantly dispelling the surrounding cold evil.

He moved with agility, like a dragon leaping and a tiger bounding. With just his fists and feet, he tore several evil spirits to shreds. Every punch and kick contained boundless energy, shattering the souls of the evil spirits.

Upon seeing this, Wang Bing's expression changed drastically. He never expected that Luke's strength would be so formidable that even the evil spirit he had carefully cultivated could not withstand the power of Luke's attack.

The evil spirits were the fruits of his labor, a symbol of his power, yet Luke had so easily destroyed them, filling him with fear and rage.

"You... how dare you..."

Wang Bing pointed at Luke with trembling hands, his eyes filled with resentment and unwillingness.

"Come back here, all of you."

With Wang Bing's call, the remaining evil spirits returned to Wang Bing's side in an instant.