Using the MC system to pretend spiritual revival

Chapter 148 Insects and Ants
After checking and confirming that everything is correct.

The ant controlled the insects hidden in various places and went into hiding again.

He sat quietly at the table, watching the insects that had fallen onto the surface twitch and roll.

I began to seriously recall and review the scene that the underground insect body saw before it died.

...

The white-haired Taoist waved his hand.

It poured down from the sky, like crimson lava obscuring the universe, as if the deepest hell had descended upon us.

The feeling of being enveloped by death in that instant still sends shivers down my spine when I think back on it.

With just a slight touch, the crimson molten flames instantly reduced the entire insect body to ashes.

Looking back now, it was clearly not some ordinary fire technique.

The insect ant spreads its insects everywhere, and has observed the methods of many powerful supernatural beings.

There are few in the country who dare to speak of full salary and have such insight.

In his view, in such a vast country as Xin, there are fewer than a handful of people who could withstand the molten fireworks.

Chongma had considered that if even a disciple who had come down from the mountain was so strong that it was terrifying, he had long suspected that his master's elders were also very powerful.

However, I never expected it to be so incredibly powerful; it has far exceeded my plans and calculations.

"I just hope it won't affect my future plans..."

He muttered to himself, but his life's experiences in the first half of his life had given him a level of caution and prudence far beyond that of ordinary people.

They would never base their lives, safety, or interests on a laughable gamble.

...

Chongma was originally a tomb raider who robbed tombs and sold antiques.

However, with the development of modern technology, this profession is becoming increasingly difficult to sustain.

Clearly, many tomb raiders realized this, which is why they acted shortly before the spiritual energy of the Xin Kingdom was revived.

There was a highly respected elder who, together with a group of people, went down into the tomb, and Chongma was one of them.

It went very smoothly.

They did manage to dig up quite a few good treasures.

They originally thought they could sell it abroad, make a fortune, and live a life of comfort for the rest of their lives.

Unexpectedly, among the antiques stolen that night, a sealed porcelain bottle was accidentally blown to the ground and shattered in the middle of the night.

Immediately afterward, the group, who were happily drinking and celebrating, were enveloped in a thick cloud of bluish-purple smoke.

In a panic, a group of people fell to the ground, and then they saw bulges wriggling under each other's skin.

Then, one after another, disgusting gray worms broke through the skin and crawled out.

The insects crawled incredibly fast, and within a few breaths, they had completely surrounded the group.

The ant sitting furthest away had its last moment of consciousness filled with the image of its vision being obscured by a swarm of insects.

When they woke up again, all that remained of their five companions was a pile of tattered clothes.

Before they could even feel relieved, they soon discovered that their own bodies were also undergoing strange changes.

A foreign object was throbbing and moving back and forth under my skin. Imagining the changes in my companions last night, I felt a chill run down my spine and my scalp tingled.

This made the ant, which still retained its human form at the time, realize that there was definitely something wrong with the burial site it had entered.

Then, they searched through all the porcelain and pottery jars unearthed from the tomb and found three small porcelain bottles that were still sealed.

The patterns on the broken porcelain shards on the ground also revealed that they were identical to those on the overturned bottle.

It has text and patterns on it, but it is completely opaque. When you shake it, you can hear the sound of liquid colliding inside.

After that, he carefully put away the three porcelain bottles and carried them with him.

He then disguised himself and fled to other cities, where he also deciphered the ancient characters on the bottle through other channels.

"Insect damage"

The remaining few lines of small characters on the side of the bottle describe some theories about poisons and venom.

He then deduced that what had been accidentally spilled, resulting in the deaths of several companions, was a bottle containing a potent poison of Gu worms.

Infected people will have worms constantly growing in their bodies.

The insects grow and hatch inside the body.

It will indiscriminately attack nearby life forms, which shows how vicious it is.

As for why he was the only survivor among the six, Chongma couldn't understand it and could only attribute it to his good luck in escaping death.

But there are visible worms inside the body that move back and forth.

It was like a sharp sword hovering overhead, forcing him to seek a solution.

Later, perhaps it was luck, or perhaps something else.

After going around in circles, they learned about the Gu worms and rushed there.

He dared not take the train, so he could only travel along country roads, hiding his tracks and disappearing into the mountains.

Along the way, they also encountered other awakened individuals or people wielding magical artifacts.

If you can avoid it, then avoid it; if you really can't escape it, you can only bite the bullet and face it head-on.

After some battles, the ant also discovered some benefits of being infected by the Gu worm.

If a person is injured, the worms inside their body will burst out and attack nearby life forms.

If you retreat quickly enough, you can use the ability to be infected with Gu worms to attack your opponent to some extent.

It was through this method that he killed some people who were trying to harm him.

After that, they traversed mountains and valleys, sometimes climbing, sometimes running, to avoid some formidable competitors.

Finally, perhaps by sheer luck, they managed to snatch something that was said to be a Gu worm that eats eggs.

It was a fist-sized, transparent sac-like object. When the sunlight shone through, you could see something swimming inside, a monster that looked like a combination of a fish and an insect.

The insects were already at their last gasp by then.

Because of the attacks along the way, he later made hundreds of large and small cuts on his body to release the Gu worms inside his body to defend against the enemies.

However, it is inevitable that some people will be injured in their final desperate counterattack, resulting in excessive blood loss and fractures in some areas.

They could only find a cave in the mountains to hide in for the time being.

At the time, I understood my situation; I had no choice.

With a gritted tooth, he swallowed the disgusting-looking insect eggs whole.

Then, amidst excruciating pain, as if a thousand ants were gnawing at his heart, he fell into a deep sleep.

I don't know how much time passed before I woke up again.

Then you'll find that everything has changed.

The view in front of me turned into countless densely packed, repeating dots.

It's like looking at the world through a bundle of straws or tubes.

Once I fully regained my senses and understood the situation, I realized what had happened.

I have turned into a swarm of worms, just like those Gu worms that crawled out when I was injured.

But unlike before, these Gu worms now seemed to have become part of its body.

It can see, feel, and even control the trembling of each insect's antennae through the eyes of each insect.

If it were an ordinary person, they would probably be extremely uncomfortable with such inhuman perception and change, and might even break down.

However, during this escape and pursuit, the ant first endured torment and pain that most people could hardly imagine.

He had long since become accustomed to the worms that constantly slithered inside his body.

Now, this new attitude is actually incredibly powerful for him.

After getting used to his new body, he controlled a group of insects, sometimes spreading out and sometimes gathering into a cluster.

But soon, the insects, scattered into the distance, spotted the shadowy figures of a group rushing towards them from the forest. After weighing their options, they decided that since they had already obtained the treasure, there was no point in further conflict.

Subsequently, right before the eyes of the other extraordinary beings who arrived one after another in pursuit of the treasure, it split into countless insects and burrowed underground to escape.

Then, as time went by.

The name "Chongma" began to quietly circulate in the martial arts world.

He used every means possible.

In order to seize rare and precious treasures, they hunt down other cultivators.

If you can't beat them, you'll ambush them. If you can't kill them even with an ambush, you'll run away. Once you're off guard, you'll transform into an insect and steal from them.

The feeling of constantly growing stronger through cultivation is captivating.

Perhaps it transformed into an insect, losing some of the desires it originally possessed as a human.

The ant was filled with thoughts of cultivating and becoming stronger, and wanted to see the view from the top that it could never see as a person at the bottom of society.

Due to this insane investigative ability and escape methods.

Through their efforts, they quickly amassed a considerable collection of rare treasures and spiritual herbs that could enhance their cultivation.

Those who follow unorthodox methods don't know how to refine elixirs; they only know how to ingest them.

The insects didn't care how much medicine was wasted, nor how severe the side effects would be; at worst, one or two insects would die.

He pursued cultivation to an almost manic degree.

So much so that in just over a month, he went from being an unknown nobody.

He has become the infamous leader of the Three Evils in the martial arts world, a great demon who has reached the peak of Qi cultivation.

But soon, he also encountered many independent cultivators, and had to face the same problems...

There is no way to break through this barrier.

If we say that Qi cultivation levels 1 to 10 are about accumulating spiritual energy and consolidating the foundation.

Foundation Establishment signifies formally stepping into the threshold of cultivating immortality and seeking the Dao.

This threshold is the difference between a free spirit and a reputable sect.

Having arrived before the ant who had reached the peak of Qi Refining, he secluded himself for several days but still couldn't find a clue.

Like him, he was very lucky and possessed the bloodline of the demon race as soon as he awakened.

Even a poisonous woman who started at the fifth level of Qi Refining soon encountered this problem.

And because of the ants, they have the ability to differentiate into thousands of insects.

They have a significant advantage in gathering information and collecting clues.

Moreover, its methods are bizarre and powerful, and its own strength is first-rate.

This was also the basis for the initial cooperation between the two.

The old dog who joined the team last was for a similar reason.

Those who frequent the streets and alleys of the city can sometimes uncover information that is normally impossible to obtain.

However, the old dog had disappeared for a long time since the last attack.

Both the ant and the poisonous woman tacitly accepted the fact that the other party had died in some dark corner.

As a loosely organized heretical sect with a mutually beneficial relationship, it is clearly not capable of making any sacrifices for each other.

Naturally, a cripple who has lost his magic weapon and a hand has no reason to search for it.

After failing to break through his own limitations and wasting a lot of rare and precious materials, he was still struggling.

The insects also shifted their attention back to gathering information and exploring the ruins.

He used all his excess cultivation power to restore himself and to divide his body into more Gu worms.

A large number of insects were sent to famous mountains and rivers, to positions known as the leaders of the Taoist sect or the orthodox sects of Xuanmen.

They pinned their hopes on discovering even a tiny bit of the mysterious Taoist foundation-building techniques that could not be passed down.

However, the effect was mediocre, perhaps because it was lost in the Dharma-ending Age of thousands of years, or perhaps it has truly declined.

Many Taoist classics now only contain scriptures and cultivation methods for replenishing qi and nourishing life.

I can only give up helplessly.

Then he thought of the government, believing that the righteous path of the world lay with the imperial court, and that perhaps they might have some rare and valuable books in their collection.

After some careful probing, it wasn't entirely fruitless.

Although they couldn't detect any Foundation Establishment techniques, they secretly controlled a high-ranking regional manager using insects and Gu poison.

A group of clandestine government organizations that call themselves secret agencies, known as the Special Operations and Control Bureau.

After the resurgence of spiritual energy, they gradually transformed into organizations specializing in dealing with supernatural beings and other paranormal events.

I also used the regional branch manager's identity to access a lot of important information on the data network.

This allowed the completely clueless rogue cultivators to gain a basic understanding of the ways of the cultivation world.

This also allows the ants, who are scattered and haphazardly eavesdropping, to gain a complete understanding of the current state of the world.

What followed was a long period of patient waiting and lying in wait.

By chance, the controlled executives discovered a sealed file that was about to be destroyed.

The entire file was sealed tightly in a metal box, but this simple sealing method of mortals was naturally no challenge for him, who had already transformed into a Gu worm.

After easily slipping into the secure box.

My eyes were immediately drawn to the photo at the beginning of the file.

In the blurry picture, a white-haired Taoist priest in a flowing robe is seen stopping a black car with one hand.

The archives and investigation reports beneath the photos also contain some basic information.

A wandering Taoist priest... Li Qingfeng... Master... Danger.

The information was extracted quickly.

These keywords, when strung together, quickly outlined the whole story in the ant's mind.

By chance, a high-ranking official in the Special Operations Bureau of this place obtained information about a reclusive master.

However, he didn't have the courage to approach him, but he learned that this master's disciple had gone down the mountain to gain experience.

He then conveniently orchestrated a scheme to bring them under his wing.

The ant's evaluation of this operation was as follows.

Those who don’t know are fearless.

Even he himself, who called himself a mad, evil cultivator and demon.

Faced with those desolate sects that showed no signs of cultivation, they only dared to eavesdrop and watch cautiously.

He was afraid that if he acted even slightly arrogantly, an old man with a white beard would suddenly fly up from the back mountain of the sect and slap him to death.

Continue scrolling down, looking at the listed plans and agreements, which were a mix of probing and coercion.

The insects shook their heads in disbelief.

If the records are accurate, this white-haired Taoist had already demonstrated extraordinary skills before the spiritual energy revival.

Even an insect could tell he was a terrifying figure.

They are either monstrous talents who can cultivate even in the Dharma-ending Age, or old monsters left over from the last spiritual energy tide.

Regardless of which one it is, killing a small-time cultivator like myself would be an easy task.

It can only be said that this audacious branch director still has some sense of right and wrong, as he did not carry out the plan to revoke the personnel file.

Instead, they chose to destroy and cover it up; otherwise, this branch office would probably have disappeared long ago.

I will stop reading this meaningless information.

Instead, it went down to a lower section, in the "Files" sub-item, where a photo of a young man in blue was posted.

“…Li…Qing…Feng…”

(End of this chapter)