Corrupt God of Path of the Blood
I have revised the fiction and started writing it as a new novel. Those who want to read it can find it by typing Corrupt Cultivation System. This book will not continue. ------- Even the gods could fall. Corrupt One, one of the most powerful gods in the Dimension of the Gods, had the power of hundreds of thousands of believers with the "Blood of Darkness and Fire" Technique he had created. But the jealousy of the other gods united them all against one god, Corrupt One. This battle even caused rifts in the Dimension of the Gods. Realized he could not win, Corrupt One used the power of the believers to resurrect himself in a new body, but this came at a price. He failed to take his memory with himself and was cursed by the shattered part of his soul. Now his soul is condemned to a cruel life. He is still the same person, even if he is unaware of the power he once had. He did manage to bring one thing with him, though. The Corrupt Seal... Will he be able to bring the soul he carries inside him back to its deserved place? Or will the obstacles in his path put him back to the beginning? The story of a young man born from the dead. Only the darkest hearts can become one with demons. --- Author: The protagonist of this story is a young man who has grown up with various psychological problems and traumas. He knows he is weak, but instead of sitting and crying, he uses his intelligence to get what he wants. Of course it will be strong. Even very powerful. But there is a time for everything. The MC receives power not as a gift from heaven, but as a result of his own efforts. He often makes plans that require him to do many things to achieve them. He does not wait for fate to be kind to him. He takes from it what he needs. MC is not a psychopath who kills everyone he sees. However, he is not afraid to kill whoever he needs to in order to guarantee his job. He doesn't care how many deaths are on the way to his goal. At first, the MC may be scared, he may throw tantrums because of what he is going through in his inner world. He is not a robotic MC, completely removed from humanity. He has feelings. He has to deal with psychological problems and fights the stains they leave on his soul. He learns and grows stronger with time. MC is manipulative. The world expands as the story progresses. Not everything is revealed to the reader at the beginning. It is discovered together with the MC. The huge world contains many supernatural creatures, regions, techniques, places and more. If you want to read an MC who is morally corrupt, has psychological problems, cares about his own self-interest, conspires, plans, manipulates people, hides his power when he is strong and reveals it when necessary, you are in the right place. There may be some grammatical mistakes that are not big enough to affect the reading pleasure. It is updated every day.
Making Money
Huan Wei continued to rest on his bed. There were four levels for beginners. They were Pedestrian, Traveler, Wanderer and Explorer. It was only after a cultivator reached the Explorer stage and reached its peak that he could choose a path for himself. Normally this would not be a difficult situation, but in Huan Wei's case, it was more difficult than other people. A normal cultivator could advance to the Explorer stage through meditation and simple medicine. It would take time, but it was close to impossible to encounter obstacles. In Huan Wei's case, he couldn't increase his power through meditation. His energy system immediately absorbed and consumed the energy he gathered from the world. There was nothing left for him to use. Therefore, he needed areas with high energy levels. Or stronger medicines.
That's what the money he had saved was for. He was planning to buy a pill that would help someone move from the Pedestrian stage to the Traveler stage. For that he would need 30 silver. So far he had sold the corpses he had looted and collected 27 silver. When he sold the necklace he had taken from the last corpse, the money would be complete. Then it would be a little easier for him to move on to the Traveler stage.
Five pieces of silver were enough for a person to live in Bitter Sea Town for a month. So this medicine cost six months. It was hard to save money living in the same house with someone like his father. When the drunk man got tired of banging on the door, he left. Maybe he passed out there. It was hard to say.
Huan Wei calmly approached the door and listened for a while. When he unlocked and opened the door, he saw that the man was not there. When he entered the house, he was passed out in the chair. Now the opportunity had come.
Huan Wei quietly walked past him and left the house. He had to sell the necklace and pay for the pill. Now his days in the Pedestrian stage were coming to an end. Still, he would not tell anyone that he had improved, and would maintain his weak image in people's eyes for a while longer. That way he would remain inconspicuous while things were going on.
When he left his house, he started moving at a fast pace. He had to go to the marketplace and meet Huan Zhong, the man he sold these things to. Huan Zhong was an accessory salesman and sold such things to people. He had an agreement with Huan Wei that whenever Huan Wei found such things in the forest, he would bring them to him. He would give him a sum of money according to the value of the item. That's how Huan Wei had all his savings.
He set off for the market again. This time he was careful to pass through side streets. Because he didn't want to deal with people who would cut him off and talk to him. He did not forget those who made fun of him today. It was impossible to forget anyway. Bitter Sea Town was a town that belonged entirely to the Huan family. Huan Quon was the blond male who blocked his way, and Huan Hong and Huan Liwei were his stooges. Huan Quon's father was one of the leading merchants in this town. He had money and a good reputation. Huan Quon himself was a dandy who was already in the middle of his Wanderer stage. Using his father's money, he had access to all the resources he needed anyway. Not everyone's father did him more harm than good, like Huan Wei's father. That's why Huan Quon had a high opinion of himself and liked to humiliate people. Poor people could say nothing against him. Huan Wei wouldn't say anything either. Instead, he would just kill him.
He already had the plan in his head. He would separate Huan Quon's group and take them down one by one. It was easy to separate the stooges from Huan Quon. A little suspicion between them would be enough. And they were not as strong as the merchant's son. It wouldn't be hard to kill them. The only problem was to cover up the murder, but there was a way to do that, too.
With these thoughts in mind, Huan Wei walked to the market and made his way to Huan Zhong's stall. Once there, he looked at the accessories he had arranged on the wooden counter. Rings and necklaces were the most popular. There were also a few silver items, but they were not very popular. Because they were expensive. Still, Huan Zhong was making good money.
When Huan Wei got there, he waited on the side. The owner of the stall noticed him but continued to attend to his customers. After sending them all away, he signaled Huan Wei to come over. So he approached.
The man smiled as he rubbed his hands together. "What do you have for me, Huan Wei?"
Huan Wei smiled back. "I might have something nice."
"Then follow me."
Huan Zhong left someone else at the counter and started walking. Huan Wei followed him. When they both reached a corner, the middle-aged man picked up a dead animal and handed it to Huan Wei. Then he said loudly, "Here, brother Huan Wei."
Huan Wei held out the necklace, concealing it as he took the animal. Huan Zhong took it discreetly and looked at it. "I'll give you three silver for it," he said quietly.
"But isn't three silver pieces a bit too little, Huan Zhong?" Huan Wei did not get angry. Instead, he asked calmly and innocently.
"I'm taking the things you found to help you, you know. Three silver at most."
"Okay, whatever you say."
Huan Zhong gave him 3 silver pieces and Huan Wei left with the animal. He knew the necklace was worth more. The man might have thought he was tricking Huan Wei, but he was the one being used. If Huan Wei had been dealing fairly with him, news would surely have reached his father, but he innocently wanted his father not to know. In return, Huan Zhong paid him a pittance. He believed he was using a helpless young man. He had no idea that he was being used by the helpless youth. If his father had known, it would have been impossible to save money. If he wanted a fair trade, there was no reason for Huan Zhong to keep buying from him. He had no idea that the man was selling stolen goods. If he were to be found out one day, Huan Zhong's death would be certain. Huan Wei would easily get away with it. Because he only came here to buy dead animals to sell.
Huan Wei left, sold the animal and headed home. He didn't know when his father would wake up. He usually didn't sleep for long. He should be at home so he wouldn't stir things up. He could also work on the sword. He had to focus on improving his weapon skills as he hadn't raised his cultivation level yet. He couldn't take the day off.
He reached his house again through the alleys and went inside. His father had fallen off the chair. He was sleeping on the floor. Ignoring him, he went to his room and took out his sword. He had to start practicing shadow training. He swung his sword as if an enemy was attacking him. He twirled it in his hand, threw it and caught it with his other hand. He used the other hand for a while. He met the attacks of the imaginary enemy and made his own moves. His body was lithe and his attacks with his sword were far from graceful. They were more like savage attacks. He unusually gripped the hilt of the sword with both hands and continued to make powerful attacks. He also paid attention to his footwork. He practiced for almost an hour. Finally, he put his sword against the wall and lay down on the bed.
He reached out and took the box again from the hole where he had hidden it. When he added the silver he had just bought, the money was complete. He took out the coppers he had put in earlier. He didn't need to put them in the box anymore. Soon he would go and buy the medicine and try to make it to the Traveler stage. He wasn't sure if fortune would be on his side, but he wasn't going to spend his time thinking about it.
When he woke up tomorrow, he would take the whole day off and follow Huan Liwei. He would find out what he did during the day and drive a wedge between him and Huan Quon. Conspiracies were his job. There was no emotional connection between the two of them anyway. Huan Quon was rich, and Huan Liwei was just a stooge who hung around with him. The slightest crossfire and he was sure to be fired. He just needed an opportunity. When that opportunity came, Huan Liwei's fate would be sealed. Huan Wei held a grudge.