A new page had been activated!
Su Yu's full attention was grabbed by what he saw, to the point he even forgot about the pain in his mouth. He was surprised to see the contents of the new page. At the Skysoar Realm, everyone should already have a body forging art. But evidently, this was not the case for the death spirits.
Also, could the death spirits even be considered a race? As for the so-called Deathlight Beam, it was probably the rays of death qi the death spirits had been busy sending his way. So that was their racial ability?
It was so simple. The most interesting part was their foundation source art: Source Acupoint Reversal. Su Yu could guess how the art worked just from its name. This was his first time seeing something like this.
Source acupoints were in charge of providing one with a supply of source qi. The stronger they were, the more powerful one's source qi and life force would be. Was the reversal of source acupoints the origin of death qi?
Since the page was already active, Su Yu did not waste his time guessing. Instead, he consumed another drop of blood essence. After a short moment, he pushed his palm out and released a beam of death qi.
Boom!
The beam struck the wall, leaving a gray mark behind. Once again, Su Yu consumed a drop of blood essence.
Source Acupoint Reversal!
All 360 of his acupoints suddenly reversed. His entire body dried up while death qi started leaking out of his eyes. The source qi circulating in his body was instantly replaced by death qi. He immediately ended the process.
"This...is so harmful for the body."
He felt as though he had just suffered from a grave illness. He hurriedly absorbed heavenly source qi to kickstart his recovery. After a long while, he spat a mouthful of dark blood out. He had harmed himself attempting the reversal, but he also discovered something odd.
This art was different from regular arts which would allow the user to open a certain number of acupoints. Rather, it would reverse one's acupoints regardless of the number of acupoints opened.
Strictly speaking, it could be considered a supplementary art. Yet this was the foundation art of the death spirits. What did that signify?
The death spirits already had their acupoints even prior to the cultivation of this art. In that case, was the difference in the strength of different death spirits a result of the number of acupoints opened prior to the cultivation of this art?
"In that case, it is highly likely that these death spirits are former living beings. Their acupoints were already opened prior to their conversion. This art merely serves to provide them with the ability to reverse their acupoints and release death qi..."
"How unfortunate. It is too harmful for the body."
And that was only the Skysoar blood essence. What if he activated the art with Mountainsea blood essence? Could he even end the process after that? This felt highly similar to the yang acupoint. It was a trump card that would greatly harm him.
"No...I don't need to fight. What if I disguise myself as a death spirit instead?"
His biggest issue was all the death spirits constantly tailing him. Could he disguise himself as a death spirit after reversing his acupoints? Would the death spirits assume that he was a death spirit and stop bothering him?
If he could be the only person immune to the death spirits...holy shit! He could totally spawn even more death spirits, flooding the entire city with death spirits. He would be fine, so why should he care? Meanwhile, everyone else would suffer from that.
The more he thought, the brighter his eyes became. Source Acupoint Reversal. This was a brand new art. He was still fine even after a single activation. He believed he would remain fine even if he attempted another activation. Furthermore, there was no need to consume blood essence to activate the art a second time.
As for the Mountainsea blood essence he purchased, it would only allow him to release death qi attacks at the level of a Mountainsea. This should work.
"Disguising myself as a death spirit..."
Su Yu muttered to himself. A certain understanding slowly dawned on him. In this city, neither he, the mayor, or anyone else was the true dominant party. Rather, it was the death spirits. They were the actual masters of the city. When he became one of them, he no longer needed to fear anything.
He suddenly dragged the furball off his hair and said, "Furball, stay here. I'm going out for a stroll. If I leave just like this, the building will turn into an unoccupied building. I need you to stay here and keep it occupied."
"Are you abandoning me?"
The little furball seemed unwilling. He was quite afraid of staying here himself.
"Cut the crap. I'll be back. I'm only going out to test something." Su Yu stood up and said, "I need to lure more death spirits over and create more chaos. They all believe that I'm all alone. Thus, they won't suspect my absence if this building remains occupied."
Everyone believed that Su Yu had arrived alone. But that was false. He had arrived with an individual that could be considered an independent living being. Furthermore, that individual was a part of an ancient race.
He could sneak out and those people wouldn't suspect anything when they saw that the building was still occupied. He was itching to test the effect of turning himself into a death spirit.
If it could really bamboozle the death spirits...Su Yu grinned. If that were the case, would he still need to fear anything in an ancient city?
Holy shit!
If it worked, those people wouldn't even dare to attack him even when he was standing right in front of him. While they ignored him, thinking that he was a death spirit, he could totally draw his blade and give them a really nice surprise.
If Su Yu charged inside, those people would have nowhere to run. But he had to ensure that he could kill them before doing so.
It wasn't easy for him to discover this new disguise. He did not wish to expose his new disguise so soon. Checking the time, he noted that some of these people would need to leave the city soon.
Nearly three days had passed.
Some must leave while some remained to monitor him. Who would be the ones to leave? It was unlikely for Final Armor and Dao Cheng to leave. Was Jiu Xuan leaving? How about Silver Armor?
As for Flame Armor...when Su Yu looked over, he was rendered speechless. Did that guy turn himself into a resident? But the conversion was probably still ongoing, right? In that case, he would probably toss another bloodstained talisman out tonight, right?
What would happen if Su Yu was the one to pick up the talisman? Would the conversion fail? And then...Flame Armor would simply die just by waiting in the city. That was an idea that had appeared in Su Yu's mind when he first encountered the random elk. And now, the idea became further entrenched in his mind.
Flame Armor...this might serve as an excellent test subject. At the moment, Su Yu felt an unprecedented sense of freedom. He did not need any saving. He could save himself! Not only did he require no saving, he could even kill all these bastards! A price must be paid for their attempts on his life.
Sure, he was not Final Armor's match fighting head-on. But what if a weak death spirit were to suddenly attack Final Armor out of nowhere? Would that work? Could a third-stage Mountainsea kill a completely undefended ninth-stage Mountainsea? It was hard to say.
Generally, a ninth-stage Mountainsea would sense an approaching danger before its arrival. What if the calm character was added into the equation to calm that sense of danger? Wow, Great Zhou King was indeed a treacherous bastard for him to come up with such a character.
Su Yu couldn't help but reach that conclusion. The calm character of Great Zhou King was a lot more treacherous than his very own deceit character. This was basically the perfect character for sneak attacks. It could actually nullify an expert's ability to sense incoming dangers. What a dreadful character.
This thing was a lot scarier than even his concealment and movement abilities. This was the perfect example of why character masters were widely considered powerful. As Su Yu roamed the streets as a death spirit, the sky slowly turned dark again. He would welcome his third day in the city soon.
As he roamed the streets, he noted many familiar faces.
An Mintian. Killable.
Tianduo. Killable.
Qin Fang. Kil—wait. What in the world was this guy doing here?
Su Yu did not even check the latest message from the Heavenly Hunt Pavilion before handing the index copy to the little furball. He had even taught the little fellow how to use the index copy. Since the little fellow was going to be idling around, perhaps he could kill some time by chatting with the Heavenly Hunt Pavilion.
As long as the furball remained inside the building, Su Yu could care less about what the little fellow would say to the Heavenly Hunt Pavilion.
***
At the same time.
Heavenly Hunt Pavilion.
The masked man was losing his mind.
"Hey, I have a question. How do I get to eat the yummiest character of all?"
"..."
"Hey, answer me. How much food do I need to eat to not feel hungry ever again?"
"..."
"Hey, answer! Answer! Do you sell super uber yummy characters?"
"..."
The helpless masked man looked at his elder and asked, "Elder, has Su Yu gone mad?" That human was asking to buy some yummy characters. What the fuck was that? Had he gone mad? What type of character could be described with the word yummy? How was he supposed to know that?
As far as he knew, characters were only categorized by their levels. Could it be that characters were also categorized by their taste? He didn't know what to say.
After a short silence, the faceless elder said, "Just block him if he keeps asking these stupid questions. He must have gone crazy under the pressure."
Madman.
Crazy.
Yummy his ass!