Chapter 465 - 464: On the Hundred Ways Senior Brother Can Die

Chapter 465: Chapter 464: On the Hundred Ways Senior Brother Can Die

Chapter 464: On the Hundred Ways Senior Brother Can Die

Within a pale-golden expanse of space.

Luo Wusheng had imagined many scenes of his consciousness returning to his physical body.

But none of them matched what lay before his eyes now.

’Where’s Miss Kirin? Where did she go?’

He had assumed that when his consciousness returned and he awakened, the first thing he would see would be that young empress’s Mortal Alter Ego—perhaps still asleep, or perhaps already beginning to accept the cruel reality of her imminent social death.

Yet instead, there wasn’t the slightest trace of her presence around him.

Moreover, two other figures had appeared—ones he absolutely hadn’t expected.

And they had appeared in an even more unexpected way.

Luo Wusheng squeezed his eyes shut hard, then opened them again. After confirming that he really had returned to his physical body, he stiffly began to turn his neck.

First to the left, then to the right.

Then he straightened up again—and fell into deep thought.

"Am I dreaming?"

No. When it came down to it, he hadn’t fallen asleep at all.

’So... what exactly is going on?’

Why were his junior sister and Little Yuli hanging off him?

Feeling the already-familiar softness coming from both sides, Luo Wusheng raised his head to stare at the sky.

At this very moment, the two girls had their eyes gently closed, each clinging to one of his arms. Their cute little heads rested on his shoulders, one on each side...

They looked like they were asleep?

But why were they sleeping like this, right here?

’After my main consciousness left, what on earth happened?’

Luo Wusheng was still completely dumbfounded when his expression suddenly changed, twisting sharply.

"Hiss—ow, ow, ow!"

Earlier, he’d been too immersed in the foggy sensation of just waking up to notice, but now he immediately felt that something was very wrong with his body.

And the problem was obvious at a glance.

’It’s going to explode!’

Luo Wusheng could clearly feel his physical body being stuffed full of terrifying amounts of spiritual energy. If not for the increased physical durability from his Buddhist Golden Body, along with the regenerative power granted by the Nether Uprising Hemal Sanguine Technique, his body would probably have already burst apart.

Where did this surging spiritual energy come from?

He’d only had his consciousness leave his body for a short while—so how had things turned into this?

Luo Wusheng felt the muscles in his face twitching uncontrollably... In truth, his tolerance for pain wasn’t low, but this sensation—being infinitely close to bodily explosion without actually bursting—was far too intense.

Instinctively, he tried to circulate his Golden Body technique to boost his resistance, but the sheer amount of spiritual energy was far too great. He couldn’t control it at all, and even internal observation became difficult.

And at that moment, another special power awakened within him.

Luo Wusheng knew exactly where this power came from.

With the help of the formation that the little pink fox had prepared in advance, his consciousness—while separated from his body—had become entangled with all kinds of mysterious profundities.

Once his consciousness returned to his physical body, those profundities rapidly transformed into this special power within him.

The emergence of this power didn’t add fuel to the fire. Instead, the instant it appeared, it gave Luo Wusheng a sensation akin to liberation.

His head, which had been swollen and aching due to his physical condition, instantly cleared.

Within his sea of consciousness, it was as if a shadow formed from his spiritual awareness had appeared.

And coiled around this spiritual awareness shadow was the phantom of a pitch-black dragon.

In the next instant, that shadow abruptly contracted, condensing into a jet-black crystal core.

If someone with sufficient knowledge were to witness this scene, their eyes would probably pop right out of their sockets—

Condensing spiritual awareness into a core to suppress the sea of consciousness—this was a defining characteristic of the Divine Transformation realm.

After the changes occurred in his sea of consciousness, the originally surging spiritual energy was suppressed in the blink of an eye by his spiritual awareness.

Although it still left Luo Wusheng’s physical body swollen and distended, it was no longer violent, and the danger of bodily explosion was gone.

At the same time, as if it had finally found an opening, fragments of inexplicable imagery began to surface in Luo Wusheng’s mind.

He saw... Kirin, seemingly ramming her head again and again against some illusory, intangible barrier.

Yes—this was exactly the scene he had expected to see upon awakening before his consciousness returned.

It could be titled: "Miss Kirin Reflections After Her Social Death."

Painful to watch, yet strangely possessed of a ghostly, meme-like cuteness.

This perspective... is this a memory recorded by my body’s subconscious? In other words, Miss Kirin had already woken up long ago?

Luo Wusheng pondered, and continued watching.

He really wanted to know how things had ended up like this.

Then he saw himself swallowing that orb-shaped Demon Moon treasure in one gulp—and, amid Miss Kirin’s worried yet curious inspection, forcibly kissing her...

Luo Wusheng’s first reaction was to swallow hard, a faint sense of bloating spreading from his throat down to his stomach.

In fact, this wasn’t an illusion at all—his entire body felt uncomfortably swollen from being packed full of spiritual energy.

But before he could examine the changes in his body, the subsequent images of lips and tongues meeting made him purse his lips with an odd expression.

He suddenly recalled the two inexplicable sensations he had experienced while his consciousness was drawn into Yue Xuanji’s residual imprint...

It seemed to be exactly these two.

So his physical body really had malfunctioned.

But how could his body move on its own? Sleepwalking?

And where had that Demon Moon treasure he swallowed gone?

A glint of gravity passed through Luo Wusheng’s eyes. While continuing to observe the memory fragments unfolding in his mind, he also began to carefully inspect his physical condition.

The memory resumed.

He saw Miss Kirin suddenly grow anxious—presumably after learning that something had gone wrong with the royal capital outside.

After that, he himself began sleepwalking again, attempting to open a spatial passage.

And then—

"...Wasn’t my most reliable support right here all along?"

"Once the royal capital stabilizes, I should tell you some secrets."

"Actually... taking you as my consort wouldn’t be so bad either?"

The words were spoken softly, leaving behind a mark that was neither shallow nor deep.

Luo Wusheng wanted to touch his lips, but with the two little girls still clinging to his arms, he could only fall silent.

The appearance of those two girls came shortly afterward in the memories, and he naturally saw that as well.

But at that point, the images abruptly cut to black.

When another scene flashed by, it was Miss Kirin—draped in his white robe—slowly descending into a spatial rift.

He recognized the scene outside the rift... it was the imperial palace’s imperial pool.

"My consciousness returned a step too late... no, maybe not too late? Another method preserved within my returning consciousness hasn’t been triggered yet..."

Luo Wusheng let out a sigh, his tone difficult to describe.

At this moment, the diagnostic "report" he had run on himself—using his vastly strengthened spiritual awareness—also came back.

’There are cracks in the seal left by the Headless Buddha senior... but I didn’t trigger them. Rather, they were caused by a hidden failsafe that had already been embedded within the seal.’

Luo Wusheng’s gaze flickered.

’That remaining trace of immortal aura has finished merging, but it isn’t the main reason behind the explosive increase in spiritual energy.’

’My dantian is in utter chaos... there are far too many kinds of aura mixed in here—the aura of the Star Lotus, the aura of the Sword Emperor’s broken sword, the aura of the transformation of the Diabolic Saint Physique, the aura of the Ancient Phoenix Essence, the aura of heavenly tribulation lightning, the aura of the karmic red string, the aura of that Demon Moon Artifact. There are even some mixed auras whose origins I can’t recognize or comprehend at all. This is getting a bit ridiculous. No wonder my spiritual energy skyrocketed like this.’

’Just a little more and I would’ve truly broken through to the Nascent Soul realm and drawn down the heavenly tribulation—thankfully, it got stuck.’

Luo Wusheng could clearly feel that the changes in his body still weren’t over.

To complete this transformation, he would need to truly unseal the mark at his brow, advance to Nascent Soul, and awaken the Diabolic Saint Physique.

’I’ll bet a Star–Moon Jade that all of this was within that white-haired loli’s calculations.’

Otherwise, how could he have suppressed the internal changes the instant he woke up?

That said, Luo Wusheng wasn’t putting much thought into that right now.

The spiritual energy still felt painfully bloated, making him want to activate his Buddhist Golden Body to hold things together first.

Just as he was about to do so, a thought stirred, and he flipped his palm.

A gentle force pushed the two little girls who had been clinging to his arms, shifting them so they were resting against his chest.

Although he still didn’t know how the two of them had ended up sleeping like this, Luo Wusheng faintly sensed an extremely similar chaotic aura on their bodies—one that closely matched the chaos within his own dantian.

Thinking back, in the final scene of the memory fragments he’d seen, Miss Kirin also seemed to be tainted by this aura, likewise lying unconscious with her eyes closed.

"Looking at it this way... this might actually be my fault?"

Luo Wusheng muttered to himself, but still checked them carefully. He found that his junior sister and Little Yuli were unharmed. Judging by appearances alone, they looked very much like he had when his consciousness first left his body.

Little Yuli even let out murmurs, as if talking in her sleep.

"Luo... don’t silver... gold..."

A question mark popped up in Luo Wusheng’s mind. He had no idea what was going on with this girl.

The Sword Immortal girl then snuggled a bit closer into his arms.

"This time... I’ll do it... huff..."

She stopped talking in her sleep, but her body still twitched from time to time.

"She really has no sleeping manners at all." Luo Wusheng laughed helplessly. With his spiritual awareness, he opened his storage bag and summoned the flat jade slab he’d previously used as a foothold, placing it beneath himself.

Then he gently set his ever-fidgeting Little Yuli onto the jade slab. Because the girl’s guard was far too lax, he accidentally took advantage of her several times in the process.

After poking her little cheek, Luo Wusheng turned to the other side.

"Xiaoyao posture is perfectly composed... as expected of the number one female lead."

Although Bai Xiaoyao had also been clinging to his arm earlier, whether then or now, her clothes and hair were completely unruffled. Her sleeping face was serene, carrying a faint air of holiness.

Yet looking at his junior sister like this, Luo Wusheng inexplicably felt a sense of something being off.

It felt like... something was missing?

Ah, right—where was the Star–Moon Jade ornament he’d given this girl?

Luo Wusheng’s gaze naturally shifted, coming to rest on Bai Xiaoyao’s right hand.

Her tender white fingers were gently clenched, yet unable to fully grasp what she held.

It was an object wrapped in white cloth.

After a moment’s thought, Luo Wusheng carefully removed the item from her hand.

Just as he had sensed, inside the white cloth was the Star–Moon Jade ornament he had once given Bai Xiaoyao.

Only now, the small piece of jade upon it had completely lost its luster...

—Which meant that the spell he had sealed within it had already been used.

"Did she run into a crisis outside that left her no choice but to use it? Then it must have been some accident while assisting with the Netherkin chaos... Mm, as long as she’s fine, that’s what matters."

"Using it is fine too. This level of material wouldn’t be able to block even a single strike from me now anyway. It’s just right—I can replace it with something better later—"

Luo Wusheng’s muttering abruptly came to a halt.

His gaze shifted from the hair ornament in his hand to the white cloth beside it.

Only then did he notice that there were faint words written on the cloth.

The handwriting was delicate and elegant, but—

Luo Wusheng focused on the most eye-catching characters on the cloth.

"On the Hundred Ways Senior Brother Can Die."

Next to them was a smaller line of text.

"Written as a sequel to On the Thousand Ways Master Can Die."

Luo Wusheng’s expression froze.

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Cultivation Realm:

1, Qi Refining

2, Foundation Establishment

3, Golden Core

4, Nascent Soul

5, Divine Transformation (Formerly Known as Tribulation Crossing)

6, Tribulation Transcendence

7, Land Immortal

Note: Link to the character Illustration:

https://drive.google.com/drive/folders/1lkIcPnCxeyuyZA4Kkb621dPC05UvWjhD

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