Staring at the twisted text everywhere, Cang Ming suddenly hugged his head, feeling an overwhelming sense of grogginess as light laughter seed to echo around him.
"Who?!"
Cang Ming bellowed, and his Primordial Spirit force burst forth explosively. His body erupted like a volcano, unleashing layers upon layers of molten lava and heat waves, as if he intended to reduce the entire house to ashes.
But as he watched the flas surge out of him, they seemingly turned into large clumps of black mud in the next mont. Countless clods of black mud burst from his pores, and his whole being seed to exude a stench of decay from inside out.
"How can this be?"
"What in the world is happening?"
Cang Ming felt waves of nausea surge up from his chest. Opening his mouth wide in a violent heave, he saw large clumps of black mud continuously flowing out, dropping to the ground where they twisted and writhed, transforming into countless incomprehensible characters.
"Your civilization is built upon sand..."
"Your heritage is utterly false..."
"Open your eyes..."
"See the truth..."
Struggling to lift his head, Cang Ming saw a dark figure slowly approaching him. With the last of his rational energy, he managed to ask, "Who... in the world are you?"
The shadow slowly revealed its face, covered in twisting black tentacles with suckers, its skin seeming to change into lting patches of black mud, flaking off.
In the depthless sockets of its eyes, Cang Ming felt as if he saw endless madness and foolishness.
"Ancient... music... heaven..."
Listening to the cold, strange voice, Cang Ming suddenly opened his eyes wide and saw the black mud as if contaminating his face, starting from his eye sockets and spreading across his eyeballs, turning them pitch-black.
Cang Ming, though his sight was obscured by the black mud, seed to see sothing that made him display a look of obsession and fervor. He knelt to the ground, opening his mouth and muttering incessantly.
"Praise... madness..."
"Heavenly Dao... gospel..."
Zhou Bai strained his ears to listen but could only barely make out a few words from the other's whispers.
It was Zhou Bai who had been stealthily observing Cang Ming, rushing to the Evil Sect to retrieve the Daoist artifact 05.
His Primordial Spirit had left his body to co here, first finding a second-stage cultivator on whom to perform the Primordial Spirit Possession Technique. He didn't truly possess the cultivator but rely attached himself to the body.
During the possession, his Primordial Spirit completely suppressed the host's consciousness, as if they were asleep. Zhou Bai, on the other hand, fully controlled the body and used it to move about.
"Considering the many experts in Nanshan City, it's impossible to forcefully take it head-on, creating a one-man versus an entire city scenario. That would have too many side effects and could harm the innocent," Zhou Bai thought to himself. "I should proceed from low to high, starting by getting in touch with the upper echelon of the Evil Sect, ascertain where and who has Daoist artifact 05, and then plan my next steps."
So he first casually took possession of a second-stage cultivator before finding Cang Ming.
After all, he didn't recognize many people from the Evil Sect, but Cang Ming was one of them. He heard that the other party had already reached the fifth realm and, in addition, had been a representative at the Four Schools Competition, so he must hold a decent status in Nanshan City. He could pry a lot of information from him.
Then, after finding Cang Ming and observing him for a while, Zhou Bai was amused.
Zhou Bai discovered that he could actually cast "Stupidity Catastrophe" directly on Cang Ming.
That ant he could let the contamination inside his own body flow directly onto Cang Ming. What did this imply?
Stupidity Catastrophe could form a suppression of intelligence when one's wisdom was higher than others', using this pressure to transfer pollution onto soone else.
"Cang Ming, oh Cang Ming, bla your own lack of reading and being so dumb." Zhou Bai sighed, "But it's normal to be dumber than ; after all, how many people in this world are smarter than ?"
Zhou Bai shook his head, feeling the lonely chill of being at the top. Suddenly, he turned to his side: "Elsa, why did you co out? What are you doing?"
This ti, Zhou Bai brought Elsa mainly because her space pocket was very handy. Not only could it fit a bunch of Guihai Heisha for him to cast on those without hostility, but it could also store dicines, flying swords, and even pack up the Primordial Dao Scrolls 05 when it was ti to leave.
Moreover, bringing Elsa along was convenient since she could dive directly into Zhou Bai's Primordial Spirit, accompanying him during both Primordial Spirit Ergence and possession.
However, seeing Elsa now co out and sit at the desk in her young girl's body, furiously writing sothing down, piqued Zhou Bai's curiosity.
Without turning back, Elsa said, "Sister Tina told to record everything you do every day, who you et, and report back to her."
After saying that, she wrote: 'Sared black mud all over a man's body...'
"Damn!" Zhou Bai grabbed Elsa's neck in anger, exclaiming, "You've beco Christina's spy now? Traitor! Benedict Arnold! Betraying the people! Betraying the nation! A canine traitor!"
Elsa's neck shrank as she said with a grievance, "Sister Tina said it's to ensure your safety, to prevent trouble with your ntal state that she wouldn't know about." As she spoke, her eyes brightened, "Plus, she promised to take out for barbecue!"
"You sold out for a barbecue?" Zhou Bai patted Elsa's head and said, "What trouble could I possibly get into? You don't know my thods? Even if the whole world went mad, I wouldn't."
"Elsa, the ti has co to test your resolve. Whom will you follow, Christina or ? Think carefully."
Elsa hugged Zhou Bai tightly. "Zhou Bai! You're my favorite!"
"Mm, I'll teach you what to say before we head back, and forget about the diary," Zhou Bai said with satisfaction, "Let's go back."
Allowing Elsa to dive back into his Primordial Spirit, Zhou Bai looked at Cang Ming, who was kneeling on the ground like an idiot.
Now with 50 points of pollution pumped into him, Cang Ming had entered a 'delusional' state.
'Co to think of it, what exactly do you see when you're in a delusional state?' Zhou Bai wondered, 'This ti with Cang Ming, last ti with Yan Hai, the reactions seem quite intense.'
Zhou Bai walked over to Cang Ming, placed a hand on his head, and initiated the Primordial Spirit Possession Technique.
He watched as 7,200 points of Primordial Spirit force spread from the palm of his hand and burrowed into Cang Ming's sea of consciousness.
Under the influence of Stupidity Catastrophe, Cang Ming's reasoning and will had dropped to an all-ti low, offering almost no resistance to Zhou Bai's Primordial Spirit possession.
After entering Cang Ming's sea of consciousness, Zhou Bai effortlessly suppressed both Cang Ming's Primordial Spirit and the Taiyin Roulette to a corner and then began to take control of the body.
Minutes later, a stranger collapsed to the ground with a thud and fell sound asleep.
Cang Ming shook his head, stood up, clenched his fists, kicked his legs, and lanted, "What a weakling. This kid Cang Ming looks sturdy, but why is his body so frail? Could it be kidney deficiency?"
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