Museum of Deadly Beasts

Chapter 290: Supernatural Cultivation At Mount Gua

“Success!”

Lin Jin had only meant to give it a shot. After all, in terms of strength, Hu Yuzhen was still a great threat to him.

The only thing she couldn’t control was her demonic tendencies.

By borrowing the intimidation Du Li had over her, Lin Jin used this opportunity to slay Hu Yuzhen’s demon with the Demon Slayer.

The strongest change Hu Yuzhen felt was how her insistence on obtaining a Dharma body had suddenly faded.

Seeing the black energy suddenly emerged from her body and that faint silhouette of a blade, she didn’t need any more hints to tell her that it was due to Mr. Lin’s phenomenal skills.

Hu Yuzhen was no fool. After brief contemplation, she came to a realization and immediately bowed deeply.

“Sir, did you just slay my demonic aura for me?” With the demonic energy gone, Hu Yuzhen’s flirtatious and devilish nature disappeared as well. Although her appearance remained the same, her air was now different.

Surprisingly, she now gave off an air of purity, something that had been unimaginable up until now.

Lin Jin nodded.

“I am grateful for your assistance!”

Hu Yuzhen thanked him earnestly.

While demon-slaying sounded mysterious, inconceivable even, the target would become a whole different person before and after the slaying. This was a shift in mental state.

One could also describe it as the target no longer being their old self.

Demonic natures were interesting in the sense that those obsessed would never waver regardless of the amount of persuasion.

But once the demonic nature was destroyed, the target would realize it immediately.

Just like Hu Yuzhen did right now.

Lin Jin checked Hu Yuzhen’s details in the museum again. Her demonic nature was considered removed and another black golem appeared in the Demon Slaying Hall. This black jade golem was carved to look exactly like Hu Yuzhen.

Hu Yuzhen’s eyes were now crystal clear. As if after her demon was slain, her wish had gone with it too. She got up and said, “After receiving your enlightenment, Yuzhen now understands that obtaining a Dharma body isn’t the only way to progress further. Thinking back to everything I’ve done over the years, I am most ashamed. Speaking of which, I have a master as well. But due to the demonic nature’s influence, I ended up hiding this fact from you. I hope you won’t blame me.”

After that, Hu Yuzhen looked into the distance and added, “All these years, I’ve been living my days, muddled and controlled by my obsession. Now that I’ve regained my senses, I’d like to pay respects to my master. If you have no instructions for me, Sir, I would like to bid you farewell.”

Maintaining an indifferent face, Lin Jin was startled on the inside. Wasn’t this Demon Slayer too much? After having her demon slain, it was like she became a different person. Despite her skimpy outfit, Hu Yuzhen was actually very pure and proper.

But this was a good outcome.

Unlike her peers, Shang’er and White Ape, Hu Yuzhen was of a higher rank. She even had a master. Since she had something to do, it was inappropriate to hold her up here.

He would consider this incident as doing a good deed.

Lin Jin nodded. “Go on. Just remember that cultivation is a difficult path and be careful not to be controlled by malicious intentions again.”

Hu Yuzhen nodded. After a deep bow, she manipulated the winds to carry her off Mount Gua’s summit.

After Hu Yuzhen had left, White Ape came over. “Master Lin, what happened to the tigress? I think I saw a blade just now chopping down on her head, but a black cloud came out. What is that black energy?”

Lin Jin glanced at White Ape who was clearly consumed by curiosity. As he was about to explain, Lin Jin realized that it would take a lot of effort for White Ape to understand this judging by his current comprehension ability.

After all, demonic energy was very mysterious. One could say that it exists, but it was also acceptable to say it doesn’t exist.

“White Ape, focus on your cultivation. I’ll need to cultivate for the next two days so don’t bother me during this time,” Lin Jin instructed.

White Ape obeyed easily.

And so, Lin Jin sat under the huge pine tree on top of Mount Gua as he began cultivating. His focus was none other than the Beastmaster Fourth Scroll, Carrier Cloud, and Divine Blade Scroll.

While Du Li called the Beastmaster Fourth Scroll and introductory cultivation method and thought nothing of it, Lin Jin felt otherwise after researching this technique. Hence, regardless of whether it was elementary or not, Lin Jin wouldn’t care as long as it was useful.

Xiao Huo hadn’t disappeared. Instead, the little guy remained by Lin Jin’s side in a different form. As long as Lin Jin willed it, ice and fire energy would emerge from his arm, condensing into a silhouette of Xiao Huo.

By cultivating the Beastmaster Scroll, as Xiao Huo improves, Lin Jin would get stronger as well.

Particularly the part where the cultivator would be able to use his pet beast’s powers was the best part of the Beastmaster Scroll.

Meanwhile, Carrier Cloud was just as profound. Unable to perform the highlight of this skill due to his limited spirit energy, Lin Jin was forced to break down the skill’s concept to create Cloud Stairs and Floating Footbind.

In fact, there was much more to dissect from this skill.

Finally, the Divine Blade Scroll...

This was a manual about Sword Intent.

It focused on honing a Sword Intent. Compared to the psyche imbued and indestructible Sword Intent, the Sword Energy became insignificant in contrast.

Relatively speaking, the Divine Blade Scroll had a higher requirement. With only several hundred words, it contained too much information that an average person would find difficult to comprehend. Even after sitting below this huge pine tree for two days, Lin Jin only managed to comprehend a little.

It was a beautiful day today. White Ape was sleeping soundly on the floor and the zombie cthulhu put his aura away. Birds perched on the large pine tree as a gentle breeze swept past. Everything was peaceful.

Suddenly, Lin Jin’s eyes shot open.

At that instant, as if a blade had been unsheathed...

Piercing aura overflowed, startling White Ape and the zombie cthulhu. They jolted awake while the birds in the tree scattered.

Lin Jin locked his gaze onto a flying bird.

As if sensing his gaze, the bird glanced back at Lin Jin out of the corner of its eyes. When their gazes met, the bird felt a blade shooting toward it. In an instant, its body shivered and it fell from the sky.

Subsequently, the creature seemed to have lost its breathing.

It didn’t die from the fall but was already dead before that.

Then, Lin Jin’s Sword Intent disappeared without a trace. That, just now, was an experiment of what he had been cultivating for the past two days. Although it wasn’t on par with what the Divine Blade Scroll taught, allowing the cultivator to sweep an attack in all directions, at least he had taken the first step.

After putting his Sword Intent away, White Ape came back to his senses and asked fearfully, “Master Lin, what magical power was that? Why do I feel like there’s a sword on my head, ready to slice me open anytime soon?”

White Ape clearly meant what he said. With this, Lin Jin came to realize that his Sword Intent was in fact significant after all.

“This is a Sword Intent I just came to comprehend. I’ve only learned a tiny bit of it so far,” Lin Jin answered. He was telling the truth but White Ape thought Lin Jin was just being humble.

White Ape could clearly sense that terrifying aura earlier. If this was considered ‘a tiny bit’, wouldn’t mastering it allow Lin Jin to destroy the world?

White Ape then shifted his attention to the motionless bird on the ground. He went to take a closer look before picking it up.

“Master Lin, this bird isn’t injured but dead,” White Ape commented curiously.

Lin Jin obviously knew how the bird had died.

In his experiment earlier, Lin Jin had focused his Sword Intent on this very bird. Although the creature had lower intelligence, the Sword Intent was still able to damage its mind. Hence, even if a real blade didn’t hack at it, in the bird’s mind, it felt that it had been decapitated.

By assuming it had died, it ended up dead.

The Sword Intent could kill without drawing blood.