Although snakes, insects, rats, ants, rocks, and trees could all turn into demons and saints, there were a lot of prerequisites.
Some of them had to be manually modified like the demons so that their brain cells and body underwent drastic evolutions in only a few hundred years. Only after harsh elimination would they have a one in ten thousand chance of becoming powerful biological weapons.
Some of them had to be on a certain foreign planet with a harsh environment that boasted special radiation and mother lodes. Only by chance could they touch the wisdom of the local natives.
Yan Xinjian had calculated everything when he entered the secret training room, but he did not expect that he would be forced to enter the body of a rat one day.
Therefore, he had prepared a lot of ghost Cultivators' arts to condense souls, but he had not prepared any demonic Cultivators' arts.
As a result, although he had successfully possessed the body, he did not know how to train himself in the body of a rat at all.
The training logs that followed clearly showed how much Yan Xinjian struggled, crazily, and desperately after he turned into a rat.
The genius had racked his brains, trying to modify the training methods of human beings so that rats could train themselves.
But with his brain that was no different from a peanut right now, how many sparks of wisdom could he squeeze out even if his every brain cell was exploited?
Besides, Yan Xinjian had never considered one thing.
After one's self-awareness was divided into five hundred parts, would each independent part of the self-awareness still equal to the person itself?
The concept of 'clone' and 'original body' was often mentioned in the world of Cultivators. But were the clone and the original body really the same person?
What was more critical was that Yan Xinjian had been showing signs of schizophrenia before he possessed the rats. There were already four to five different personalities inside his brain.
After his soul was divided into five hundred parts, the different personalities flew into different rats together with the pieces of his soul.
The different personalities that had been crammed into the same body finally appeared in the secret training room as independent individuals!
Every group of rats represented a different personality of Yan Xinjian. They all believed that they were the real Yan Xinjian and that the other rats were just Yan Xinjian's' obsession ',' distracting thoughts', and 'mental devils'.
They were mental devils. Naturally, they had to be eliminated.
Therefore … A civil war broke out!
The detailed process of the battle was not recorded in the training logs, but Li Yao was able to infer the 'battle situation' at that time based on the different tones of the training logs.
These rats barely managed to use a weak divine ability. They transformed the scraps of magical equipment into "armor" and "flying swords". Then, they built their own "cities" and "residences" and attacked each other all day long.
For a hundred years, the 'Yan Xinjian' had been fighting in the underground training rooms. However, they could only kill the bodies of other rats but not the remaining soul that was lurking inside the brains of the rats.
Every time a rat died, the remnant soul in its brain would disappear. Then, it would float up and look for a new rat to "possess."
In any case, rats were extremely fertile. If they were not controlled, they could grow from two or three to hundreds or even thousands in just a few years.
There was plenty of food in the secret training room, and there were no natural enemies. There was also a large number of Golden-striped Mice. It increased exponentially.
If they had not killed a large number of their compatriots in the "civil war", this place would have been flooded by the rat tide.
However, all of this happened a few decades ago.
Since a few decades ago, the update of the cultivation log had been intermittent. Sometimes, there was no update for years.
Even if there was an update, it would only be a few short sentences. The order of the words would be out of order, like the babbling of a three-year-old.
They were degenerating.
Unable to find a suitable training method for a long time, Yan Xinjian managed to maintain his techniques and self-awareness for decades with the training methods of human beings. Eventually, he could not resist the corruption of nature.
The lifespan of rats was very short. Especially in the bloody battles, many rats could not live more than a year and a half.
Sometimes, Yan Xinjian's remaining soul would be killed by other rats the moment it was attached to a rat. (?? [E]
Possession would consume the soul, too. After every possession, Yan Xinjian's remaining soul would be weakened. His feelings, memories, and self-awareness would be mottled and fall apart, flying away like black and white butterflies.
After countless possession attempts, his memories and consciousness were finally exhausted. What was left was only a tiny bit of obsession. It was like a spark that occasionally struggled in the midst of ashes.
Ten years ago, the cultivation log stopped being updated. There was not a single word.
It was not hard to imagine that the 'Yan Xinjian' had completely forgotten how to manipulate the crystal processors.
No. Instead of calling them Yan Xinjian, they were more like a bunch of pitiful rats that carried Yan Xinjian's different obsessions.
That was Yan Xinjian's story.
The story had reached the last chapter.
The degeneration was unstoppable like an avalanche.
If Li Yao had not come in, perhaps, in another couple of years, the last bit of Yan Xinjian's obsession in the brains of the rats would have completely vanished.
They would have turned into a bunch of common mice and continued to live in the secret training room for a hundred years, a thousand years, until all the assets were used up, and the air circulation and the water-cleaning rune arrays were damaged.
Before the last bit of the soul was gone, the 'Yan Xinjian' would go on a rampage and attack each other until they were all killed by themselves in the end.
Li Yao took a deep breath and had a lot of mixed feelings.
He hesitated for a long time and did not know what to say. But an old saying popped up in his head.
Why did you do what you did in the beginning?
Li Yao was silent. He imagined how miserable and desperate Yan Xinjian had been when he decided to tear his soul into five hundred pieces and throw them into the bodies of the rats.
He also thought of how one of Yan Xinjian's souls occupied the body of a rat, but he could not find a way to train himself as a demon.
While fighting other 'clones', he resisted the unstoppable degeneration of his brain. When his memories withered like falling flowers, would he remember how ambitious he was when he jumped from a poor boy to the deputy commander of the coalition fleet of the six sects of Heavenly Saints City hundreds of years ago?
Would he remember the time before he discovered the underground treasure of Spider Den, when he snuggled with his wife and complained to her about his troubles at work, and his wife stroked his head and comforted him?
Forget it. Let's not think too much. Let's figure out how to get out of here first. Otherwise, I might turn into a second Yan Xinjian!
Li Yao shuddered and shook his head hard, leaving the miserable picture of himself turning into a rat behind while he searched for a way to open the door of the training room.
He soon found the answer in a training log.
The rats were not lying to him. The door of the training room had been installed with two barriers. If he wanted to open the door from the inside, he would have to perform the Dream Breaking Arts to the sixth level and condense his spiritual energy into a unique 'key' with a unique technique!
Odd. Why does the door have to be opened with the Dream Breaking Arts? What's the purpose of such a design?
Li Yao pondered for a moment and slapped his forehead. He had been such an idiot!
Of course, the door had to be opened with the Dream Breaking Arts as the key. It was part of the possession plan!
A hundred years after Yan Xinjian became a spectral Cultivator, his soul had been drained day by day. Possession had become his only choice.
However, even if someone on the surface of the planet found his message and entered the secret training room, they might not listen to his arrangement.
Those who showed up on Spider Den were all cunning and brutal. Would they practice the Dream Breaking Arts obediently when he asked them to?
That was impossible. They would certainly be suspicious and think that he had other plans.
Besides, even if they wanted to practice the Dream Breaking Arts, they might not necessarily have to do it in this place. They could always empty the place and find a safe place outside. Then, they could find someone trustworthy to protect them and study the Dream Breaking Arts slowly.
Right now, Yan Xinjian was in the form of a spectral Cultivator. His capability was no higher than Jin Dan's. The people who came in from the outside were likely to be stronger than him. There was nothing he could do if they bullied him.
Therefore, Yan Xinjian had designed such a door that could only be opened with the Dream Breaking Arts.
As long as someone entered the secret training room, the door would be automatically closed. It would be impossible to open the door without practicing the Dream Breaking Arts.
After that, Yan Xinjian pretended to be feeble and said something like, 'Young man, I can see that you are extraordinarily talented. Infinite spiritual energy is dancing around you. I've been dead for many years and cannot practice the Dream Breaking Arts. Our hope of getting out of here is all on you.'
The person who came in would have no choice but to practice the Dream Breaking Arts obediently if they did not want to die of old age below the ground.
The Dream Breaking Arts, on the other hand, was indeed an unparalleled and powerful technique, except for the minor flaws between the fourth and the fifth level.
The more he practiced it, the less suspicious the person would be. He would think that Yan Xinjian had sincerely passed on his knowledge to him.
In order to open the door sooner, the person could only train hard. After grasping the first four levels, his suspicion should have been completely erased, and he would have been focused on the sixth level.
Therefore, when he encountered a brainstorm between the fourth and the fifth level, Yan Xinjian would suddenly be caught in a dilemma and carry out his plan of possession!
"What a great plan!"
Li Yao could not help but imagine what he would have done if Yan Xinjian had not encountered the accident in the end and was still alive as a spectral Cultivator right now.
He was afraid that he would have had to practice the Dream Breaking Arts even if he knew that it was a trap and figure out a way to compete with Yan Xinjian later!
Thankfully, Yan Xinjian died decades ago. Right now, there is only a bunch of rats left. It is impossible to possess them!
I can practice the Dream Breaking Arts boldly without any worries now!
Li Yao licked his lips and retrieved the Dream Breaking Arts. He browsed through the chapter of 'Introduction' first.
As he read, Li Yao's mouth gradually widened, and his eyes bulged to the size of duck eggs.
"What?"
You've already exceeded your reading limit for today. If you want to read more, please log in.
Login
Select text and click 'Report' to let us know about any bad translation.
