Starting From Fooling the Elderly into Registering for a Cultivation Training Class - Chapter 243
Chapter 243: You Really Want to Die
The air was silent.
Qin Chuan pondered with a long face.
Given his current capabilities, it wasn’t difficult to kill Masefield. Even if his primordial spirit was split into multiple souls, he could still instantly kill all of them.
However, Qin Chuan had no guarantee that Masefield had any tricks up his sleeve.
After all, he’s lived for over 500 years. So he must have become a demon.
And based on Qin Chuan’s own judgment, he knew Masefield wasn’t being entirely truthful. In any case, they could not be fully trusted.
While he was in thought, Masefield said, “Immortal Master Qin… I should address you this way!”
“Immortal Master Qin, I don’t think we should be enemies, but friends.
“Isn’t there a saying in the East—A little compromise goes a long way. Let’s turn hostility into friendship?
“You and I both have a lot of resources in our hands. If we work together, we will definitely be the rulers of this world.”
Qin Chuan laughed. “Do you think that’s possible?”
Masefield chuckled softly and said, “Immortal Master Qin, I know that it’s very difficult to convince you.
“I also know that with your abilities, you must have a way to kill me, including my souls.
“But I also have backup plans.
“You probably don’t want this world to be destroyed either!”
Qin Chuan’s eyes flickered as he coldly replied, “Are you threatening me?”
Masefield said with a faint smile, “No, no, no. Immortal Master Qin, you’ve misunderstood me.
“That isn’t a threat. It is a friendly reminder.
“Please consider carefully, Immortal Master Qin!”
Presently Masefield was very pleased with himself, and Qin Chuan was extremely displeased.
With a squeeze of his hand, the True Qi sphere into a puff of smoke, and the souls vanished.
Masefield held his head and screamed in pain.
“Ah—”
“Qin Chuan, you… don’t force me.”
Qin Chuan laughed. “That’s right! I am forcing you. What can you do to me?”
“Qin Chuan, you’re playing with fire.” Masefield gritted his teeth, his eyes burning with rage.
Qin Chuan didn’t think much of it. Instead, he folded his arms and sneered, “Bite me then!”
“Qin Chuan, don’t… don’t force me!”
Masefield roared so loudly that his mouth split.
Qin Chuan smiled but didn’t say anything. He was very calm internally.
As a transmigrator, he understood one thing. The longer one lived, the more afraid they were of death.
Since Masefield’s soul had transformed into a primordial spirit, he had a lifespan of several hundred million years.
Having such a long lifespan gave him too many benefits: power, money, strength, and more.
Therefore, people like him were more afraid of death than anyone else.
This was obvious from Masefield’s ability to split his soul.
However, if he was forced into a corner, he would really put up a life-and-death struggle and destroy everything with him.
Qin Chuan couldn’t let that happen.
But then again, Masefield had to be killed—not only for his dead disciples but also to eliminate danger for future cultivation.
If this hadn’t happened, Qin Chuan wouldn’t have known Masefield’s background.
He had lived for hundreds of years and accidentally developed the ability of soul splitting. His influence had spread all over the world.
When the world’s spiritual energy eventually recovered, and the age of cultivation began, the immortal cultivators under his charge would be unimaginable.
That power was extremely terrifying. It was enough to threaten Qin Chuan.
So, Masefield had to be removed from the equation.
Qin Chuan tried his best to think of a solution.
In contrast, Masefield’s anger towards Qin Chuan did not cease. But, because his body had been exposed to the air for too long, his skin started to peel off from his body. Like the outer walls of old houses, pieces of his flesh began to fall off one by one.
This situation was similar to the execution by dismemberment, cutting off one’s flesh piece by piece while conscious.
It was especially painful for Masefield. It was a reaction from his primordial spirit, forcibly rejecting the experimental subject’s body.
Using the primordial spirit to seize another’s body had a professional term in cultivation called “possession.”
However, the target of possession could only be of the same race. If one were to forcefully possess another race, he or she would suffer a backlash.
Experimental subjects were genetically modified humans produced using monster genes, which were the genes of Space Parasite Beast and humans.
From a biological standpoint, the experimental subjects were no longer humans. They were more like Space Parasite Beasts.
They weren’t of the same race, but Masefield had forcefully occupied one, so it was inevitable that he would suffer rejection.
He was using the body of the experimental subject because he had no other choice.
He yearned for strength and had been searching for a powerful host for hundreds of years.
The most ideal was naturally an immortal cultivator.
However, before Qin Chuan appeared, the cultivation civilizations in this world had already disappeared.
Since there were no immortal cultivators, the powerhouses of martial arts, which were the Land Immortals would do.
However, all the Land Immortals had gone through inhumane training, coupled with their own talents to reach this realm.
Their souls were exceptionally powerful. Even if Masefield had a primordial spirit, there was no chance for him to possess them.
In the end, the technology of genetic modification appeared.
This technology gave Masefield hope.
However, Qin Chuan shattered his last hope.
At the same time, he started to doubt Qin Chuan’s identity.
As expected, his suspicions were correct.
After failing and learning a lesson from possessing the body of a martial arts expert, he knew that he certainly wouldn’t be able to possess the body of a living immortal cultivator.
So he took a step back and decided to use a dead body.
A dead body was far inferior to a living one, but it was his best option.
After possessing the body of an immortal cultivator, Masefield would be able to cultivate. At that time, his strength and primordial spirit would become even stronger.
After he became stronger, he would then possess the bodies of living cultivators.
Masefield’s wishful plan was quite perfect.
However, he had underestimated Qin Chuan’s capabilities.
He didn’t expect Qin Chuan to find him so quickly.
Still, he had a trump card, so he wasn’t afraid of Qin Chuan.
At this moment, both sides were in a deadlock.
Qin Chuan was thinking about how to deal with Masefield.
As for Masefield, he was unable to endure the excruciating pain of his body being dismembered, and his primordial spirit separated from the experimental subject.
He scrutinized Qin Chuan, knowing what Qin Chuan was thinking.
“Qin Chuan, I know you’re thinking of how to get rid of me.”
“But I still advise you not to think about it.
“You should consider our cooperation.
“It will be a good thing for you and for me. ”
When Masefield saw the solemn expression on Qin Chuan’s face, he was filled with glee.
He guessed that Qin Chuan definitely had no other way to deal with him.
“Immortal Master Qin, I don’t think there’s a need for us to remain in a deadlock.
“Why don’t we sit down, have tea and talk about cooperation? Isn’t that nice? Wouldn’t that be great?”
Masefield laughed smugly, constantly provoking Qin Chuan.
Qin Chuan was as calm as still water, not affected in the slightest.
Half an hour passed.
In his primordial spirit state, Masefield was like a fly buzzing around Qin Chuan’s ears, constantly testing his limits.
He asked Qin Chuan if he was angry.
Of course, he was.
However, the angrier Qin Chuan got, the calmer he became.
“You really want to die, don’t you? When I find all your souls, you’ll be finished.”
Another hour passed.
Masefield was still jabbering on and on, drifting further and further along the path of seeking doom.
On the other hand, Qin Chuan’s eyes flickered, and the corners of his mouth couldn’t help but curve upwards.
