pertwk Chapter 3 The Ultimate Soul-Suppressing Trial
Chapter 3 The Ultimate Soul-Suppressing Trial
moment.
The Ghostly Path of the Third Town of the Road of Helplessness is filled with yin energy and is incredibly lively!
But after Fang Han looked around, he found—
They were all showing off the yin objects they had contracted.
No one is talking about how to improve their Yin Yuan cultivation!
After a while...
He finally couldn't hold back any longer and typed a sentence into the message with his mind.
Why don't you all talk about how to improve your Yin Yuan cultivation?
"??? Improve your Yin Yuan cultivation? Dude, you probably haven't even tried to leave the Soul-Suppressing Ghost Chamber yet... Try pushing open that door now and you'll see."
Soon, someone replied in the ghost language.
"Leaving the haunted house?"
Fang Han was a little stunned.
However, he still did as the other party said and tried to push the door of the Ghost Chamber, which was covered with dark patterns.
In that very instant!
Suddenly, the chilling voice of the Netherworld's will echoed in his mind—
[Note: You will be allowed to leave the Ghost Chamber in a little over two quarters of an hour to begin the Soul Summoner's Trial of Soul Suppression...]
[Trial Content: Within ten days, the Spirit Summoner must achieve ten years of Yin Yuan cultivation... and the contracted Yin entity must achieve ten years of Yin Yuan cultivation... Those who fail the trial will have their souls obliterated and be condemned to eternal damnation. Those who achieve excellent results in the trial will receive generous rewards from the Underworld.]
[Pathways to Enhance Yin Yuan Cultivation: Hunting evil spirits in the Yin Realm, devouring resentful remnants of souls, absorbing the essence of Yin from rare and precious materials, and cultivating ghostly techniques can all yield Yin Yuan for tempering the body and forging the soul.]
at the same time!
The notification sound echoed in my mind like ghostly whispers for a moment.
A pale white light appeared out of thin air in front of me.
When the light fades.
In front of him, there was a rusty short blade that emitted a faint, cold light.
"There are also Soul-Suppressing Weapons...?"
Fang Han looked at the short blade in front of him.
Although I was a little disgusted by its appearance, I still reached out and shook it.
It felt icy cold to the touch, like holding a block of ice.
[Soul-Suppressing Ghost Blade: Yin Element Attack +1...]
[Hint: The initial Netherworld Artifact for the Soul Suppression Trial, a must-have for beginners... a Tier 0 Ghost Artifact]
Fang Han began to ponder the details of the trial issued by the will of the underworld.
According to his understanding.
This is probably similar to the plot of some novels about struggling for survival in the underworld.
The trial was a death warrant issued before the gates of Yama, the King of Hell.
Hunting down evil spirits in the underworld is a process of devouring resentment and plundering yin energy to become stronger.
As for rare and precious materials and cultivation methods, those are probably things that were obtained by chance in life-and-death battles.
The entire Yin Yuan upgrade system actually aligns with the cruel laws of the Ghost Realm where one struggles for survival.
But the only difference is—
This underworld, where everyone summons spirits, has no compassionate rules about reincarnation.
Once the soul is scattered, it's all over!
Otherwise, Fang Han would really suspect that he had been thrown into eternal hell by some terrifying underworld king!
"Within ten days, both I and the Yin Yuan cultivation of the contracted Yin entity must reach the level of ten years to survive this calamity."
"Otherwise, just obliterate the soul."
"If hunting down wandering spirits and their resentment yields too little Yin energy... then this difficulty is terrifying, isn't it?"
Fang Han muttered to himself.
Don't be fooled by the fact that he now has an infusion system.
But the incredible effects of this system need time to build up!
And this first trial to subdue the soul is only given for ten days!
If we don't collect enough Yin energy from hunting down evil spirits and devouring resentment...
I reckon very few people in the entire Soul-Suppressing Village will survive!
of course.
Those who are so lucky that others envy them, and who manage to contract with high-level yin objects, may have a chance to carve out a way to survive.
But... this is indeed unfair to ordinary people.
You could even call it a scheme to wipe out the entire family!
Even Fang Han's face was somewhat gloomy.
After all, his female ghost Xiaoqian's initial soul form was too weak.
"Forget it, let's just take it one step at a time."
"At least I still have a system."
Fang Han murmured softly, a fierce glint flashing in his eyes.
Then, he directly opened the Yin Covenant file.
He checked his own status after obtaining his first contracted Yin artifact.
Name: Fang Han
[Cultivation Level: Seven Days]
[Contractual Ghostly Object: Female Ghost Xiaoqian (Unnamed)]
[Accompanying Yin Force: Weak]
[Combat Strength Rating: One-Hit Killer]
[Countdown to the trial: Just over two quarters of an hour...]
Fang Han took a deep breath.
Ten years of spiritual practice is equivalent to 3,650 days.
He only had ten days.
(Isn't this fucking dangerous?)
(Even with a system, it's too late...)
and many more!
A sudden inspiration struck him.
What if... he used all the daily feedback to improve himself?
As for the female ghost Xiaoqian, all she needs to do is follow her for ten years?
But he suppressed the thought as soon as it popped into his head.
Because the trial is clearly written—both the summoner and the contracted spirit creature must have ten years of Yin Yuan cultivation!
Not a single one can be left behind!
"In other words..."
"Within ten days, I must accumulate 3,650 levels of cultivation in both the human and ghost realms?!"
Fang Han's face turned completely dark.
Little did they know, an even greater danger was brewing in the shadows.
Name: Fang Han
[Yin Yuan Dao Xing: Seven Days]
[Contractual Ghostly Object: Female Ghost Xiaoqian - Unnamed]
[Companion Yin Technique: Soul-Sealing Whisper can be selected (Note: Current Yin Yuan cultivation level can generate three Yin-related skills, please choose carefully...)]
[Combat Strength Rating: One-Hit Killer]
[Note: Your life force is weak upon entering the underworld, but you have one chance to activate a summoning contract. Activate now?]
"Uh, it hasn't been named yet..."
"In that case, let's keep calling her 'Xiaoqian'."
"Anyway, you had a name in your previous life, and you were a woman with a tragic fate. Maybe if I keep forcing you to drink, you'll turn into a real red-clad vengeful ghost..."
Fang Han muttered a few words to himself.
Without hesitation, he gave the female ghost a name.
then.
He turned his attention to [Companion Yin Technique].
Currently, the Yin Yuan Daoist cultivation level can only be accompanied by three Yin-related skills.
But this female ghost Xiaoqian only has one skill, there's no choice at all!
So he simply chose that skill.
"Buzz..."
A cold and eerie energy surged through my body.
It seemed as if something was intertwined with his soul.
[The Yin Pact has been successfully activated... Current Yin Ability: Soul-Capturing Whisper.]
[Description: Emits a whisper that strikes directly at the soul, causing those with weak wills to momentarily lose their senses. The lower the affected person's spiritual awareness, the longer the period of disorientation. The area of influence is three zhang...]
[Note: Due to the shallow cultivation of your contracted Yin energy, your current innate Yin technique - Soul-Sealing Whisper - can only be used to a trace of its soul-sealing power.]
A notification sound was heard.
Fang Han briefly sensed the cold, Yin energy within his body.
Then, on a sudden inspiration, I tried it on the corner of the wall.
"Waaah..."
A faint, almost imperceptible sob escaped from his throat.
Cold and melancholy.
Just hearing that sends chills down your spine.
"With this accompanying Yin technique by my side, I shouldn't die too miserably when the Soul Suppression Trial begins, right?"
As Fang Han thought this, a smile finally appeared on his face.
[Announcement from the Underworld: The first round of summoning contracts for Soul Village No. 13 on the Road of Helplessness has ended...]
[Number of successfully contracted first-realm wandering soul-level Yin objects: 9,730...]
[Number of successfully contracted second-realm vengeful spirits: 238...]
[Successfully contracted third-realm vengeful ghost-level Yin creatures: Two...]
[Number of successfully contracted fourth-realm malevolent spirits: zero...]
[Successfully contracted fifth-realm Ghost General level Yin artifacts: zero...]
suddenly!
When Fang Han had just finished studying the Companion Yin Technique.
In my mind, the chilling notification from the Netherworld Will echoed once more.
Needless to say.
This announcement is made to all contract envoys in the entire Soul Town Village No. 13 of Naihe Road.
"It seems I was right. Some people are just born lucky and can summon high-level spirits right from the start."
"However, out of ten thousand people, only two have reached the third realm of vengeful ghosts..."
"This ratio isn't going to be that high."
"Cannon fodder still make up the majority..."
Upon seeing this ratio, Fang Han seemed to be deep in thought.
According to his calculations.
If the Soul Suppression Trial were simpler, this ratio would be acceptable; many people should have survived.
But... if it's too difficult.
It's estimated that out of these 10,000 people, only a few will survive.
And the most fatal thing is—
Humans are... always adept at stabbing each other in the back when they're in dire straits.
Fang Han is meticulous.
He won't get too close to other spirit summoners until he has enough strength to survive.
I thought about it for a while.
He reopened the [Ghostly Whispers of the Underworld].
"Damn! Only two people in our Soul-Suppressing Village managed to summon a third-realm Yin artifact? That's incredibly bad luck!"
"They're all first-realm wandering souls! A soul-suppressing trial requiring ten days and ten years of cultivation—this is utterly hopeless!"
"Brothers, things are getting tricky! At this rate, the first-level cultivators are definitely cannon fodder! We can't just sit here and wait to die, we need to stick together!"
"Yes! Only by banding together can we survive! The spirit I've contracted with is a vengeful hound. Anyone willing to team up with me?"
"Holy crap! Someone actually made a contract with the vengeful spirit of the Netherhound? Bro, you're in luck!"
"I have a remnant of the Nether Cat, an agile type, looking for a teammate!"
"The Netherworld Python... Let's team up..."
"This humble woman is seeking a mentor! Preferably a powerful ghost-level expert at the third realm or above! She can be delicate or gentle... as long as she can withstand the trial, she'll do anything~"
"Any big shots from the third or fourth realm want to show their faces? I really want to know what kind of ferocious beings those third and fourth realms are, so I can broaden my horizons, okay?"
Just then.
A man named Chu Linghan suddenly appeared.
"Want to know about the Yin creatures of the Third Realm? No problem... I just happened to have a contract with one."
"Yellow Springs Sequence - Bone Rider... An undead creature..."
"The first demonic spell: [Deadly Charge]..."
"How about that? Was it enough to open your eyes?"
"Holy crap! A powerful being! A Yin entity from the Underworld sequence! I desperately need Chu Linghan's help in this Netherworld journey!"
"Boss, please mentor me... I'll take you as my leader from now on and obey your every command!"
"Brother Chu Linghan... I'm a girl, could you take me under your wing? I have plenty of life force, I can help you nourish your yin essence..."
In the blink of an eye.
The already eerie and gloomy Ghost Path became even more lively after Chu Linghan spoke.
They were all frantically flattering Mingtu.
Fang Han peered at the screen for a while.
Seeing all that meaningless nonsense, I immediately lost interest.
They immediately withdrew from Ghostly Whispers Underworld.
(Ha, he's already floating like this in the third realm?)
(Once my system is fully built up, I'll show you what true terror is.)
He clenched his fist, a cold glint flashing in his eyes.
The countdown is still going on...