Simplification System: From Perfect Arrow Skill to Immortal-Chapter 258 - 204: Slaying the Corpse King Sect’s Prodigy, Reviving the Daughter of the Demon Emperor

Chapter 258: Chapter 204: Slaying the Corpse King Sect’s Prodigy, Reviving the Daughter of the Demon Emperor

"Elder Lu, you..."

Nie Xiangyuan’s eyes widened with disbelief. Why did Lu Yunchang suddenly attack the Seven Fiends Tributor?

"Young Master Nie, run! This person isn’t Lu Yunchang at all!"

The Seven Fiends Tributor’s lips bled, his face furious.

He’d let down his guard—so obsessed with finding Su Changkong, he’d forgotten to watch out for those around him.

Which gave Lin Chang’sheng the perfect chance to strike.

"You’re not Elder Lu? You—are you Lin Chang’sheng?"

Nie Xiangyuan finally caught on.

No wonder Su Changkong said Lin Chang’sheng was impersonating someone from their Corpse King Sect, about to sneak in.

He’d thought this old guy was just senile; turns out it was all true.

"That’s right, I’m Lin Chang’sheng. If you’re going to die, at least know why!"

Lin Chang’sheng didn’t bother hiding it; these two were seconds away from becoming cold corpses anyway.

Hearing "Lin Chang’sheng," Nie Xiangyuan instinctively took a step back.

This was a prodigy who’d survived an encounter with a middle-stage Nascent Soul power.

And he himself was just early-stage Golden Core—how could he hope to compete?

Back at the Great Yu Imperial City, Lin Chang’sheng had fought Beimu Celestial Concealment Divine Master with only Golden Core cultivation, and the whole Cultivation Realm was talking.

Nie Xiangyuan, even though he belonged to Demon Evil Sea, had heard the stories too.

Lin Chang’sheng’s strength was legendary.

"Lin Chang’sheng, you’ve got some nerve, actually stirring up trouble in Demon Evil Sea! If my father finds out, not even ten lives will be enough for you!"

Nie Xiangyuan was scared, but he didn’t show it much.

If Lin Chang’sheng figured out he was panicking, he’d probably die even quicker.

Right now, he just wanted to use Nie Buping’s name to frighten Lin Chang’sheng off.

But that meant nothing to Lin Chang’sheng.

"Don’t worry, your father’ll be joining you soon. You go first!"

As he spoke, Lin Chang’sheng flashed forward to Nie Xiangyuan and threw a punch.

Roar—

This was the Dragon God World Destruction Fist, its power overwhelming.

Even the Seven Fiends Tributor, an early-stage Nascent Soul, had been badly wounded by this punch from Lin Chang’sheng.

Let alone Nie Xiangyuan with only Golden Core cultivation.

Whoever took the hit was dead for sure.

Seeing the punch aura coming, Nie Xiangyuan’s pupils shrank.

He wanted to unleash a Talisman Treasure to save himself.

After all, this treasure held a third of his father’s middle-stage Nascent Soul strength.

But activating a Talisman Treasure takes time.

The punch aura was already here—Nie Xiangyuan barely had any time to choose.

He could only throw his own punch, hoping somehow to block Lin Chang’sheng’s attack.

Crack—

But the gap in cultivation was simply too huge.

Their punch auras collided, and the sound of bones shattering rang out instantly.

Lin Chang’sheng’s fist technique was unmatched, smashing Nie Xiangyuan’s arm to bits and slamming into his chest.

Blood spewed out. Nie Xiangyuan died on the spot.

Lin Chang’sheng took out a Storage Bag and the Myriad Soul Banner, collecting his corpse and soul.

No sense letting word leak out.

"You beast, why do you have Celestial Ghost Sect’s Myriad Soul Banner?"

The Seven Fiends Tributor saw the Myriad Soul Banner in Lin Chang’sheng’s hands and was thunderstruck.

He’d thought that even in death, his Nascent Soul could escape.

But now, seeing the Myriad Soul Banner in Lin Chang’sheng’s grip, he felt like he’d fallen into an ice pit.

The Myriad Soul Banner could absorb more than just souls—it could take in Nascent Souls too.

"Myriad Soul Banner? That’s nothing. Your Corpse King Sect’s Corpse Refining Technique—I’ve mastered those too! Time to rest in peace!"

With Nie Xiangyuan handled, Lin Chang’sheng turned toward the Seven Fiends Tributor.

The reason he attacked the Seven Fiends Tributor first was because this guy was too strong.

If he hadn’t launched a surprise attack to wound him, this would’ve been a much tougher fight.

Maybe the guy would’ve even managed to escape in the end.

Now, the Seven Fiends Tributor was badly injured—escaping would be a lot harder.

As he finished speaking, Lin Chang’sheng slammed his left palm toward the Seven Fiends Tributor, intent on killing him.

The Seven Fiends Tributor, seeing death was imminent, let his Nascent Soul burst from his body.

Lin Chang’sheng watched, a cold smirk curling up at his mouth.

He waved the Myriad Soul Banner in his right hand, instantly sucking up the escaping Nascent Soul.

At the same time, his palm slammed into the Seven Fiends Tributor, finishing him off.

If it were a straight fight, killing an early-stage Nascent Soul expert would take serious effort.

But sneak attacks were a different story—once wounded, it was easy to finish the job.

"Demon God Celestial Fury Slash boosts its power when targeting souls—what if I channel it into a Nascent Soul? Would the effect be even stronger?"

Lin Chang’sheng mused to himself.

A Nascent Soul was made up of a cultivator’s Divine Soul and Sea of Consciousness.

So you might as well call it a soul.

Think it, do it—Lin Chang’sheng immediately infused Luo Hao’s and the Seven Fiends Tributor’s Nascent Souls into his Spirit Treasure.

Who knows how powerful it’ll be when unleashed?

Once he finished dealing with the Seven Fiends Tributor’s corpse,

Lin Chang’sheng used the Rebirth and Bone Regeneration Technique again, transforming into Nie Xiangyuan.

His cultivation also suppressed to Golden Core Early Stage.

That way, no one would suspect a thing.

The Seven Fiends Tributor was Nascent Soul level—you just couldn’t fake cultivation that high.

Too easy to get exposed.

After disguising himself as Nie Xiangyuan, Lin Chang’sheng headed straight for the Corpse King Sect.

"Bad news—!"

As soon as he entered the Corpse King Sect, Lin Chang’sheng shouted out.

"Yuan’er, what happened? Did you find Su Changkong?"

Nie Buping asked right away.

"Found him, father—but we were tricked! This was all a scheme laid out by Su Changkong and Lin Chang’sheng, just to lure us out. Just now, the Seven Fiends Tributor and I chased eight hundred miles, but Su Changkong and Lin Chang’sheng teamed up and attacked us. The Seven Fiends Tributor gave his life to save me... he... he’s fallen!"

Lin Chang’sheng spoke with deliberate precision, leaving Nie Buping no choice but to believe him.

Nie Buping flared with rage at those words.

"The Seven Fiends Tributor has fallen? Even his Nascent Soul couldn’t escape?"

He still couldn’t believe it; had one of their key tributors really been killed like that?

"Su Changkong, you bastard—today I’ll kill you for sure!"

Nie Buping slapped his chair and shot to his feet.

Then blasted out of the hall, the other Golden Core Elders hurrying after him.

Watching Nie Buping leave, Lin Chang’sheng let out a sigh of relief.

This round trip would take at least an hour.

Which meant—for one hour, no one in the Corpse King Sect could threaten his life.

He could safely look for the Concentration Pill formula and the Golden Corpse Rejuvenation Technique.

Lin Chang’sheng entered the sect’s inner hall where Immortal Techniques were stored and began his search.

He found the Golden Corpse Rejuvenation Technique quickly, but the Concentration Pill formula hadn’t been read in years—who knew where it’d gotten stashed?

After asking the elder in charge of the texts, he finally found it with some guidance.

With both items in hand, Lin Chang’sheng didn’t dare linger in the Corpse King Sect.

If Nie Buping came back and found out his son was lying dead at his own hand, he’d stop at nothing to kill Lin Chang’sheng.

Lin Chang’sheng made his escape, fleeing over ten thousand miles.

Only on a deserted island did he come to a stop,

so he could recover his spent magical power and study the secret techniques.

[Concentration Pill Formula—Entry Level!]

After half an hour studying the pill formula, he’d already reached entry level.

[Detected: Concentration Pill Formula. Spend 2,000 spirit stones to simplify?]

Next second, his system panel popped up a prompt.

"Yes!"

Lin Chang’sheng chose yes without hesitation.

[Great Dao is Simple: Concentration Pill formula simplification starting... Simplifying... Simplification complete. Concentration Pill == Close Eyes and Concentrate!]

"Close Eyes and Concentrate? That’s way too easy, isn’t it?"

But the easier, the better in Lin Chang’sheng’s book.

Once he simplified the Concentration Pill, Lin Chang’sheng started focusing on the Golden Corpse Rejuvenation Technique.

[Golden Corpse Rejuvenation Technique—Entry Level!]

Half an hour later, that was entry level too.

[Detected: Golden Corpse Rejuvenation Technique. Spend 2,500 spirit stones to simplify?]

"Yes!"

Lin Chang’sheng clicked yes.

[Great Dao is Simple: Golden Corpse Rejuvenation Technique simplification starting... Simplifying... Simplification complete. Golden Corpse Rejuvenation Technique == Touch Golden Corpse!]

"Touch Golden Corpse?"

That’s a little much, isn’t it?

But for the sake of grinding experience points, Lin Chang’sheng had no choice.

He ended up pulling the coffin out, closing his eyes to concentrate while reaching in to touch the demon corpse.

Fortunately, the demon corpse was in a fake-dead state; if she was alive and saw this, she’d never let Lin Chang’sheng off.

Because Lin Chang’sheng basically touched her all over.

Concentration Pill formula experience points +1!

Golden Corpse Rejuvenation Technique experience points +1!

...

Experience points for the formula and technique kept climbing.

...

[Concentration Pill Formula (Perfection)!]

[Golden Corpse Rejuvenation Technique (Perfection)!]

One day later, both the pill formula and technique had reached perfection.

Streams of memory flooded into Lin Chang’sheng’s mind.

By now, Lin Chang’sheng was like an old master alchemist who’d refined Concentration Pills for centuries, familiar with every detail.

And the Golden Corpse Rejuvenation Technique was second nature.

"Time to start refining Concentration Pills!"

Lin Chang’sheng took out the pill furnace he’d used in Great Yu to refine elixirs.

He’d already prepped everything needed for alchemy.

As for the herbs required for Concentration Pills, his storage bag was well-stocked.

After all, this pill wasn’t exactly high-level.

With perfected-level alchemy skills, refining was smooth sailing.

First batch: two failures, eight completed pills.

Lin Chang’sheng put a Concentration Pill in the woman’s mouth inside the coffin, trying to get her to take it.

But he found she was just like a corpse, totally incapable of refining the pill.

So he resorted to the old method—refine the medicinal power himself, then feed it to her.

Obviously, refining himself meant just holding the pill in his mouth, using magical power to extract the medicine—otherwise, if he swallowed it, he’d absorb it himself.

Lin Chang’sheng placed the pill in his mouth, circulated his magical power to refine it, and then fed the medicinal power to the woman.

Up close, he realized she really did have a stunning face—skin pale and soft as silk.

Her eyes were closed, but even so, she was ethereal in her beauty.

This close, Lin Chang’sheng’s heart couldn’t help but pound.

Luckily, the medicinal effect was absorbed quickly.

Lin Chang’sheng didn’t let his mind wander; he steadied himself and began casting golden techniques into the demon corpse’s body, preparing to revive her.

This went on for half an hour.

Just as Lin Chang’sheng was about to summon Lu Yunchang’s soul and beat him up for tricking him,

The woman’s hand trembled slightly.

"Mm~"

Then, with a soft moan, she slowly opened her eyes.

Lin Chang’sheng stopped, keeping his guard up.

This was his first time meeting a demon race who’d transformed to human form.

Who knew what demon technique she’d use?

Maybe she’d open her eyes just to try and kill him?

"Master, where is this? I feel like I just had a very, very long dream!"

The woman blinked, curiosity all over her face as she looked at Lin Chang’sheng.

That left Lin Chang’sheng totally bewildered.

Master? Little slave?

What the hell is going on here?