The stars were sparse at night.
Chung Shen-soo walked into the courtyard. His eyes were dark as he activated his Spirit Vision.
In his vision, the surroundings were shrouded in a layer of haze. The branches of the plum tree were like dragons, but it seemed to be baring its fangs and brandishing its claws.
Smoke kept coming out of the well, distorting the light, and a hoarse voice could be heard.
"Is this … the perspective of a Yin spirit?"
Chung Shen-soo muttered to himself. He was experiencing the power of the Herder.
When his thoughts spread out, not only did he sense a different space filled with darkness, but he also sensed an even larger and more bizarre world.
"Spiritual World?! Or should I say … the Underworld of the East? "
Feeling the rich Yin aura, Zhong Shenxiu's face lit up with joy. "This is a good place. For example, there are some special Profound Yin Infernal Qi, Yellow Springs Infernal Qi, and so on. These can only be found in the Netherworld …"
Of course, ordinary cultivators, even those at the Astral Fiend realm like the spirit crane, would most likely not be able to sense the path to the Netherworld.
Even if they could sense it, they might not be able to enter the Underworld.
However, Chung Shen-soo could do it and even avoid some of the Eastern rules. This was the privilege of the Herder.
However, when he wanted to take a closer look at the Underworld, he realized that … he couldn't!
"I feel like I can do it, but I just can't …"
Chung Shen-soo was a little speechless. "Maybe … I have to slowly try and explore?"
He somewhat understood that this was the disadvantage of not having a prerequisite profession. Otherwise, if he had been a Spiritualist, he would have been familiar with the Spiritual World and had the ability to travel through it with his soul.
Fortunately, at this moment, it was just a little troublesome. He just had to try them one by one.
From the perspective of Eastern Daoism, he had reached a certain realm, and some Daoist techniques could be easily used without much effort.
"Apart from being able to sense the Spiritual World, the Herder's greatest ability is to control souls.
"The only vengeful spirit I can control now is the Headless Count."
With a thought, another "person" walked out of Chung Shen-soo's body.
It was tall, thin, and headless. It was wearing a suit with two rows of golden buttons. It was the Headless Count!
Furthermore, as soon as the Vengeful Spirit appeared, pitch-black blood oozed out from the soles of its shoes, and a black mist spread out from its body, as if it was subconsciously changing the environment around it.
"I can't say that I can control it like my own arm, but it's at least like a trained dog."
Chung Shen-soo was satisfied with this. He thought for a moment, then looked at the well that obviously had some problems. "Go!"
The headless Count took a step forward, and the void seemed to have broken a big hole in front of it, swallowing it.
This legendary Count seemed to be proficient in space magic when he was alive. After his death, his ability was also related to space. He was quite a powerful spirit.
A few seconds later, it reappeared in its original position, holding a translucent Spirit in its hand.
"There really are ghosts!"
Chung Shen-soo nodded.
In such a big city like Fufeng, there were countless people who died every year, so there would definitely be some ghosts left.
However, normal ghosts didn't have much power, and with the suppression of the Taoist officials, those who dared to be arrogant were all killed. The rest were probably a group of demons.
"If the Headless Count is rated as above fourth class, then this is below first class … trash."
Although he was a bit disgusted, in order to test his ability and to get some information, Chung Shen-soo still chose to control this ghost.
He released his spiritual sense and spread it to the translucent Spirit.
The powerful aura instantly shook the dark light emitted by the Spirit, like a soap bubble that was about to burst in the next moment.
The Headless Count let go of its hand and stepped aside.
The Spirit slowly solidified and stabilized from the illusory state, turning into the appearance of a scholar in green clothes. There was fear on its face. "No …"
Although it gradually became stronger, its eyes slowly lost the light. In the end, it seemed to have completely turned into a puppet, standing next to the Headless Count.
"This ability is indeed different from the Daoist technique of the Xuan Yin Soul Control Chapter!"
Chung Shen-soo couldn't help but sigh as he carefully experienced the ability of the [Herdsman].
The [Herdsman] controlled the soul, which was basically assimilation. It erased all the emotions of the other party and turned them into a puppet, but the memories and other things still existed. Chung Shen-soo could also read them easily.
Moreover, because of the connection of spiritual sense with the master, it was very convenient to control the soul, and its strength would also be increased to a certain extent. However, if it died, it would bring some damage to the master.
If the [Herdsman] ability was said to be domineering, then the Xuan Yin Soul Control Chapter was more like a king.
The ghosts that were refined by this Daoist technique could still maintain their rationality and emotions. For example, this scholar would probably kneel down and call Chung Shen-soo "Lord" or something, and then become Chung Shen-soo's ghost soldier.
Even if it died, it would just be a pawn. As long as there were suitable materials, it could be refined again.
However, its strength would not be increased.
Moreover, once its strength was greatly increased, it could easily backfire on its master.
"Finally, in terms of numbers, I, the [Herdsman], can at most subdue a vengeful spirit like the Headless Count. Or, I can dilute the quota and turn it into a dozen or so low-grade Yin spirits … As for the Xuan Yin Soul Control Chapter, with every breakthrough, the number of Yin spirits that can be controlled will increase. It can be said that one takes the quality route, while the other takes the quantity route …"
Chung Shen-soo looked at the expressionless scholar and began to browse through his memories.
In the state of psychic communication, it felt like watching a movie from a third party's point of view. It was very novel and interesting.
"So this scholar's name is Wu Tong, a native of Fufeng. He was enlightened at the age of eight and became a county official at the age of twelve … Unfortunately, he failed many times and turned to the path of immortality in anger. For more than ten years, he sought the path of immortality, but all he found was some things that he wasn't sure were real or fake. In the end, he didn't manage to cultivate anything and died of illness at the age of 36 …
"However, there are many people who die in this world. They don't immediately go to the underworld but turn into Yin spirits. They all have their own opportunities … This person must have unconsciously cultivated to some extent, but it wasn't very high. He just had a spirit after death.
"Fufeng City is too dangerous, so he hid here and there. Finally, he hid in the water vein of this house …"
Chung Shen-soo was not interested in this. Instead, he looked at the cultivation manuals that Wu Tong had found, but he wasn't sure if they were real or fake.
Among them, 99% were fake. However, there was a genuine remnant of a magical technique.
"No … it's not a Taoist technique. It's a sacrificial artifact … The remnant is also very powerful. No wonder Wu Tong went the wrong way."
Chung Shen-soo's interest was piqued.
His knowledge had increased a lot, and he had some understanding of the Gang Fiend realm.
At this realm, one mainly cultivated 17 Natural Life Techniques. However, other Dao Techniques were not useless.
Other than the most basic auxiliary techniques, if one was unwilling to give them up, he could use them to sacrificial refine artifacts!
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