Filthy Cultivation: I Pierced the Heavens with the Merit System

The two reached the top of the steps, but did not actually step onto the altar. Yan glanced at their location almost imperceptibly, his eyes filled with greed for the delicious snacks:

"You really have guts, daring to come up to me."

"Can you feel the pollution again now?"

Nightmare eyed Li Fuyao's faintly visible scales and the pair of bloodshot eyes that had appeared beneath Bai Suifeng's eyes, and maliciously tempted her:

"Relax, don't be so scared. Look at me, I'm perfectly fine."

"If you are willing to open your heart and let me convert you into one of my kind, you will never have to fear being harmed again, nor will you have to fear being corrupted. At that time, filth will be the source of your power, and you will be as powerful as I am."

"How was it? Wasn't it wonderful?"

He smiled confidently from the altar, looking down at Li Fuyao who seemed interested, and extended his hand in invitation:

"Come, become me..."

"OK……"

Li Fuyao, her eyes glazed, reached out her hand towards him. As she watched the black threads wriggle and coil towards her, she abruptly withdrew her hand. A yearning flickered in her eyes, yet her face still held a hint of hesitant wariness.

"Are you on guard against me, or have you set up some kind of trap or scheme around this altar?"

Holding his sister's fingertips that were lightly tapping in his palm, Bai Suifeng, with a similarly dreamy look in his eyes, echoed in a vacant tone:

"Yeah, I can't reach you, why don't you come and get me yourself?"

The doors on the altar were almost fully open, and the tainted demon core emitted a faint purple light, flickering with each breath, as if guiding something in the abyss behind the doors.

The Lord of the Unholy is about to descend, and the harmless snacks are automatically served to us.

Nightmare felt confident that his plan was foolproof, so he relaxed his guard and became more careless in his actions.

Because he couldn't leave the altar while controlling the tainted demon core, he saw that the little snack was just a step away from being put in his mouth but he refused to move forward. Driven by greed, he became anxious. Hearing what Bai Suifeng said, he immediately stepped forward as if he had been awakened.

Unaware of the fleeting smile on Li Fuyao's lips, Yan carefully stepped to the edge of the altar, then eagerly reached out to grab the brother and sister in front of her:

"Come on up, I'll help you..."

"Idiot! Help your dad my ass!"

Li Fuyao withdrew her hand again under the astonished gaze of the Nightmare. Without turning her head, she pulled Bai Suifeng up, made a hand seal with one hand, and flashed to the center of the altar, her smug laughter like that of a goose that had just snatched someone's hand.

"Elder! Kill this despicable bastard who's fooling children!"

"Elder?!"

Yan quickly turned around, only to see dozens of Nascent Soul elders with dark faces standing behind him, glaring at him menacingly and rolling up their sleeves.

"This, how is this possible!"

Nightmare was shocked and took several steps back, his voice no longer carrying the previous flippancy and flirtatiousness:

"Without someone clear-headed as an anchor, how could you possibly find me? There are so many people here, how could you possibly distinguish them... Ah!"

Before he could finish speaking, he screamed and flew backward, landing on the ground looking like a haphazardly rolling gourd.

As Nightmare fell off the altar, the black thread connecting her to the tainted demon core suddenly snapped.

The tainted demon core stopped flashing with each breath, the singing of the deformed cultivators in the stands also stopped, the momentum of the door-shaped altar opening halted, and the furious roar of a colossal creature could be faintly heard from the darkness.

As the roar resounded, the previously dimmed filthy demon core suddenly shone brightly.

The mutated cultivators' halting singing resumed, even more passionate than before. The tiny black lines on the filthy demon core also began to dance wildly as if injected with chicken blood, twisting into bizarre patterns in the air like living things.

Everyone present stared intently at the scene. Even the elders were so shocked that they were speechless, frozen in place.

It was an instinctive fear that came from the depths of their souls; the oppressive feeling of an ant facing a giant made everyone feel suffocated.

"Praise be to the great Lord of Defilement!"

The bizarre chanting of the mutated cultivators was as intense as boiling water. Nightmare, kneeling on the ground, glanced sideways at the group's ugly faces, trembling as he let out a maniacal groan:

"No one can stop the master's arrival! No one can stop him! Hahahaha!"

"That rock!"

Bai Suifeng and Li Fuyao shouted almost in unison:

"Quickly crush that stone!"

Upon hearing this, Li Tianqing was the first to come to his senses. Without saying a word, he immediately and without hesitation grasped the purple crystal in his palm.

"Crack!"

[The Corrupted Demon Core has been detected and destroyed; the mission's mental health protection plan is complete.]

A slight cracking sound accompanied by a system notification rang out. Before Li Fuyao could even relax, a dazzling purple light suddenly burst forth from between the long-bearded old man's fingers, and a violent, filthy power spread wildly in all directions.

She felt a buzzing in her head and suddenly lost her strength, falling backward.

"Sister! Fuyao!"

A gasp rang out, but the expected pain did not come from the back of his head.

Li Fuyao, enduring the dizziness, barely opened her eyes and saw that Bai Suifeng was hurriedly holding her tightly in his arms. The little wolf cub was currently raising a hand and mercilessly pinching her philtrum.

"Fuyao, what's wrong?! Don't scare your brother, where do you feel unwell?"

Having seen many big events, the other elders gradually came to their senses.

They were all people who had personally fought against high-level evil spirits before, so they were naturally experienced in this situation.

Seeing the corrupting power flee, they each unleashed their best purification spells. Strands of soul power overflowed from their fingertips, transforming into a gentle and pure spiritual light that intertwined in the air under the guidance of the spells.

The spiritual light was quite magical; as they worked together, they formed a huge net of light that slowly spread outwards, gradually trapping and purifying the escaping filth.

Bai Suifeng disregarded all that; he was still filled with worry as he pinched Li Fuyao's philtrum hard, repeatedly asking her how she felt.

His already confused mind went blank after hearing her question. Li Fuyao was so dizzy that she couldn't speak. She could only push away the hand that seemed to want to crush her philtrum and shake her head with tears in her eyes.

Some of the elders standing nearby also spared their attention, peering over with concern. Upon seeing Li Fuyao's expression, they chuckled and comforted Bai Suifeng:

"Don't worry, she's fine."

"The impact when that stone shattered was so strong that even those with weak spiritual senses would have noticed something amiss. Your sister did quite well; none of those kids over there are awake right now."

"But, but she cried!"

Bai Suifeng tenderly wiped away Li Fuyao's tears, anxiously asking:

"Please trouble you, Elder, to take another look. Is my sister really alright?"