[Tenxiu Point: 1 (5%)]
… …
In the small village.
Chung Shen-soo occupied a quiet room by himself, sizing up the Tenxiu system.
"I've finally gathered enough."
He looked at his various skills and fell into deep thought, "I can forget about the normal martial arts, zither, chess, calligraphy, and painting. I actually only have two choices, Xiantian Qigong and the Dark Yin Soul Manipulation Chapter. As for Xiantian Qigong, I have almost reached the entry level. In order to save my life, I should first upgrade the Dark Yin Soul Manipulation Chapter …"
The thing in his body had always been Chung Shen-soo's greatest worry.
After all, there were only ten days left until the next full moon.
And the Wheel of Blood Moon, he did not know when it would hang in the sky and take his life.
Chung Shen-soo made up his mind, and used the only Tenxiu Point he had on the Dark Yin Soul Manipulation Chapter.
A message suddenly appeared in the Tenxiu system:
[Do you want to use 1 Tenxiu Point to upgrade the Dark Yin Soul Manipulation Chapter?]
"Yes!"
[Dark Yin Soul Manipulation Chapter upgrade!]
[Dark Yin Soul Manipulation Chapter: Level 1]
… …
"Spiritual Square Inch, Understand the Dark Light, Dark Yin Gate, See the Ghosts and Gods …"
In a split second, a special understanding appeared in Chung Shen-soo's mind, and he suddenly had a lot of understanding towards this Dao technique.
He was originally a martial artist, and had never learned Dao techniques, so he only had a smattering of knowledge towards some Dao terms.
If it was Su Daozhi before, there was a possibility that he could master this Dao technique, but if it was him, the possibility would be pitifully small.
But with the help of the Tenxiu Point, Chung Shen-soo's understanding of the Dark Yin Soul Manipulation Chapter instantly surpassed that of Su Daozhi, and he understood many of the subtleties of this Dao technique.
"As expected... this is just a technique to enslave ghosts. Generally speaking, after mastering the first level, one can slightly control the evil ghosts that possess one's body and release them to harm others... Unfortunately... the biggest taboo of this Dao technique is to control a soul that is too strong than one's own, and there is even the possibility of the host turning over..."
Chung Shen-soo's face turned extremely ugly.
The more he comprehended Dao techniques, the more he felt that Su Daozhi was extremely lucky to be able to survive.
Now that he had mastered the Mystic Yin Soul Manipulation Incomplete Manual, his ability to see ghosts and gods had suddenly increased tenfold. He wanted to take a good look at the 'thing' in his body.
Chung Shen-soo guarded his bier, visualizing an inch of mysterious light that shot out from his bier and penetrated his entire body.
Suddenly, his entire body shook, and his five senses fell into an expanse of darkness.
…
"Sir Count!"
A voice came into Chung Shen-soo's ears.
He suddenly opened his eyes and found himself in a splendid hall.
On the ceiling, there was a silver chandelier full of candles, and a thick layer of melted wax oil covered the chandelier.
Beside him, a white-haired old man in a tuxedo bowed and saluted: "Sir Count, the offerings have been prepared. We can start the ceremony now."
"Let's go!"
Chung Shen-soo moved a little, and it seemed that he was adjusting his collar.
He was wearing a black woolen suit with two rows of golden buttons hanging vertically from the collar. There was also an exquisite coat of arms engraved on the surface.
"I... I can't move..."
"No... Rather than saying it's me, it's better to say that I have entered this Count's body, and I'm watching his memorable experience as a bystander?"
Chung Shen-soo had a slight realization in his mind.
Although that thing had possessed him, to some extent, it was also a part of him. Naturally, it could share some of his memories.
"Looking at this situation... Su Daozhi hit the jackpot and summoned the vengeful spirit of a certain Count Hastings?"
Chung Shen-soo had no way to control this body. He could only watch him walk through the long stone corridor, out of the castle, and see the solemn knights in the square in front of him.
These knights were wearing tin can armor, but they could move freely. Obviously, each of them was an elite.
Even Chung Shen-soo thought that if he was surrounded, he would not be able to get away with it.
Count Hastings took the lead and walked to the Black Mountain, near the grand canyon.
The knights were divided into two sides, like the most loyal guards, but they did not approach the gap of the canyon.
Chung Shen-soo, with the butler, walked step by step to the edge of the crack.
The surrounding scenery was similar to the later, but there were also some differences.
The biggest difference was that there was a huge altar built on the edge of the crack.
Chung Shen-soo did not see this building when he was patrolling. Obviously, it had become a ruin, and even the wreckage had been cleaned up.
At this time, the altar was still the same, but the style of casting was strange.
Distorted, asymmetrical, bloody, crazy …
Chung Shen-soo seemed to see a black altar, on which the stones were like wriggling flesh and blood, surrounded by mysterious symbols.
In a trance, he forgot everything he saw.
Or, he only knew that this was a "concept" of an altar, but he could not describe its specific structure, and he could not rebuild it by himself.
"Your Excellency Count."
Above the altar, a man in a black robe was already waiting.
His whole body was covered in a black robe, and his voice was low and hoarse, with a wet and slippery feeling, giving people goosebumps.
"Dedicate the soul and the flesh to the True God … Will God bless me, bless the entire Felix family, and let us rule this place for generations?"
Chung Shen-soo heard himself asking this question.
Although it was a foreign language, he understood the meaning behind it.
"Haha … Your Excellency Count, what do you think God is?"
The black-robed priest raised his head, revealing a face as old as the bark of a tree. His eyes were scarlet, and they were actually vertical pupils. He stared at the count like a snake. "The Lord I serve is not a false god, but a true god! An existence that is incomprehensible, indescribable, and unimaginable to ordinary people. To such an existence, believers who are not even ants, and some trash-like sacrifices, what are they? "
Count was not angry because of this, or perhaps he already knew, and calmly asked, "Then … why do we hold the ceremony?"
"Naturally, it is to get his attention!"
"Unfortunately, we are just ignorant, humble, and insignificant beings. This possibility is less than one in ten thousand, but the True God does not respond to prayers, but divine power can respond on its own …"
The black-robed man slowly answered.
"Even if that great existence does not pay attention, its own power will automatically feed back to the ceremony?"
Count seemed to have made up his mind, "I will believe in him, the great existence from the endless chaos … I hope that he can bless me, bless the kingdom I built, let it exist forever …"
Chung Shen-soo perked up, knowing that this Count was about to start the ceremony.
But the next moment, an unprecedented feeling of horror suddenly surged, letting him know that if he continued to "watch", it would inevitably bring great danger.
…
"Whoosh …"
Chung Shen-soo's whole body shook, and he woke up, looking at his own chest with a complicated expression, "Is this the first generation Count Hastings?"
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