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Cultivation: The Heaven's Fated Useless Genius-Chapter 83 – Establish virtue, or establish talent!
Gu Feng focused his mind, trying to stay calm.
The Ji Qin before him no longer resembled a human, more like a living corpse.
He finally understood why the air here was filled with a strange smell—it was the scent of death.
Gu Feng found it odd. Even if one's vitality was failing, it shouldn't result in such a ghastly appearance.
When a cultivator's vitality wanes, at most, their physical body ages, and their spiritual soul gradually fades, much like an ordinary mortal's death.
This process might vary from person to person, but it would never be as bizarre as Ji Qin's condition.
With a ghostly smile, Ji Qin's withered face oozed blood as he slowly said, "I have a dilemma now. I've heard you're wise and resourceful. Why not help me figure it out..."
Damn old ghost! What kind of dilemma could you possibly have? Stop the blood on your zombie face first!
Cursing inwardly, Gu Feng maintained a calm exterior and replied, "Please speak, Chief."
A strange light shone from the depths of Ji Qin's hollow eyes as he slowly said, "I have three sons. Which one do you think is more suitable to inherit the position of the Witch's Village chief?"
Gu Feng's heart sank. He didn't understand why this old ghost was asking him such a question.
Was it a test? Or a final moment of clarity before death?
Gu Feng remained silent, quietly observing Ji Qin. His stance was clear, so how should he respond?
"There's no need to panic..."
A hint of lament appeared on Ji Qin's corpse-like face as he said, "A dying man's words are kind. I know my time is short, and the only thing I can't let go of is this ancestral foundation. You may speak frankly."
Gu Feng understood that Ji Qin couldn't let go of his affairs after death. Smiling, he countered, "In that case, may I ask, Chief, do you wish to appoint the eldest or the most capable?"
Ji Qin was taken aback, momentarily stunned into silence.
Appoint the eldest or the most capable?
Gu Feng's implication was clear.
If he wanted to appoint the eldest, Ji Xuanming would naturally inherit the position of chief. But if he wanted the most capable, Ji Wenxuan was the obvious choice.
"If you were me, who would you choose?" Ji Qin asked, unwilling to give up.
"Of course, the most capable!"
Gu Feng replied bluntly, his expression indifferent.
"Why?!" Ji Qin asked sharply.
With a sigh, Gu Feng suddenly felt pity for Ji Qin. Not to mention his current physical state, the complexity of his affairs after death was overwhelming.
Did he really have a choice?
Not at all!
Ji Qin likely knew that once he passed, with Ji Wenxuan holding military power, the White Tiger Witch's Village would fall into chaos, leading to a tragic scene of fratricide.
Ji Qin merely wanted to confirm one thing before his death.
Could Ji Wenxuan lead the White Tiger Witch's Village to prosperity and glory?
Feeling a twinge of sympathy, Gu Feng decided to give this elder, nearing the end of his life, a satisfactory answer.
"The third son is steady, respects the wise, and has grand ambitions. In terms of character and ability, he is fully qualified to be the chief. Under his leadership, the White Tiger Witch's Village may not grow stronger day by day, but it will at least not be devoured by other forces."
Pausing, Gu Feng continued, "As for Ji Xuanming, though he is the chief's eldest son, he is fierce yet cowardly, scheming but indecisive, reluctant to take risks for great deeds, and forgets his life for small gains. He is by no means a good leader. If the Witch's Village falls into his hands, it will only crumble and vanish into dust!"
After a moment of contemplation, Ji Qin's face turned ashen, like a dead man, with a hint of a bitter smile on his skin-and-bones face. He tentatively asked, "If I were to have you switch allegiance to Xuanming and assist him in achieving great things, I suppose you wouldn't agree?"
Knowing this was Ji Qin's last struggle, Gu Feng coldly laughed, "Since the chief already knows my intentions, why ask again?"
"Sigh..."
With a deep sigh, Ji Qin helplessly lowered his head.
As the saying goes, the general trend is unstoppable, and the storm is approaching. This is not something any one person can prevent.
In this world, what is meant to happen will happen. It's all self-inflicted.
Ji Xuanyang is destined to lose power, gaining support with virtue, losing it without.
The reason lies in his tyrannical nature, and he can blame no one else.
"Children and grandchildren have their own fortunes. I can't control so much..."
After a while, Ji Qin slowly regained his composure, his gaze gradually calming. He slowly instructed, "If Wenxuan truly ascends to the position of chief, there's one thing I hope Mr. Gu will remind him of..."
"What does the chief refer to?" Gu Feng asked suspiciously.
Ji Qin's face suddenly turned grim, and he almost gritted his teeth as he said, "He must guard against the Nine Tribulations old thief!"
Startled, Gu Feng suppressed his excitement, trying hard to contain his shock.
He hadn't expected Ji Qin to say such a thing suddenly.
It seemed this old ghost had significant entanglements with the Nine Tribulations Witch King!
Tilting his head, Ji Qin asked, "Do you think my condition is unlike ordinary vitality decline?"
Damn, could this old ghost's state be related to the Nine Tribulations Witch King!
Gu Feng exclaimed inwardly, maintaining a calm exterior, and murmured, "It is indeed somewhat peculiar."
With difficulty, Ji Qin moved his body, his joints emitting a crisp "creak," as if his entire skeleton was about to fall apart.
"At this point, I'm not afraid to let you know..."
He slowly said, "My condition is not due to vitality decline; that's just an excuse for the outside..."
"I ended up like this all thanks to the Nine Tribulations old thief!"
Ji Qin gritted his teeth, recounting his secret past with the Nine Tribulations Witch King...
A hundred years ago, the Nine Tribulations Witch King forcefully descended upon the Northern Wilderness border. With his Spirit Dividing realm cultivation, he subdued the long-weak four major Witch's Villages in one fell swoop.
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At that time, although Ji Qin was the chief, his cultivation was only at the seventh stage of the Golden Elixir Realm.
He had always wanted to break through his cultivation but never found the way.
Unexpectedly, the Nine Tribulations Witch King gathered all the chiefs of the four major Witch's Villages.
Seeing the low cultivation of the four chiefs, all stuck in the Golden Elixir Realm without progress, he surprisingly offered goodwill, presenting his unique Gu poison—the Blood-Crying Infant Gathering Pill!
It was said that this peculiar Gu poison was the Nine Tribulations Witch King's unique Gu technique, made from the souls of 9,999 infants combined with his unique Gu insects.
Its effect was to help cultivators in the Golden Elixir Realm quickly break through to the Elemental Infant Realm in a short time!
It was indeed a rare and miraculous elixir.
The Nine Tribulations Witch King provided one pill to each of the four chiefs for free.
When Ji Qin received this legendary priceless Gu poison, like the other three chiefs, he was blinded by greed and took it without a second thought.
Among the four, his cultivation was the most profound, and a few days later, he was the first to break through to the Elemental Infant Realm.
"Looking back now, how could the Nine Tribulations Witch King, who saw us border four village cultivators as mere grass, be so kind as to help us improve our cultivation? It's truly regrettable..."
As he spoke, Ji Qin was full of regret, but it was all too late.
"What happened next?" Gu Feng eagerly asked.