I have to get lucky right away.

Chapter 681 Old Li's Great Luck (Part 2)
Having received accurate information, Old Li abandoned his desire to continue suffering and began to focus wholeheartedly on preparing for his tribulation.

He re-examined his own learning, and the Mortal Immortal technique derived from the Three Fiends Sect's foundational methods was disassembled and optimized. At the same time, he did not forget to find a place for himself to transcend tribulation.

The spirit and the flesh are linked by the "seven emotions" he extracted from Yin Sha Zhuo Yuan, using the emotions that people in the mortal world cannot give up as a bond that fixes the soul within the body.

He could clearly feel that as the days passed, his body, which had been resurrected from the dead, was getting stronger every moment, much like the effect that only occurs when a zombie is buried in a corpse-raising ground.

However, he did not grow long hair, nor did he feel his limbs stiffen. These were signs that he had successfully reincarnated as a corpse demon. If he immediately found a propitious place, buried himself there, and slept for a thousand or eight hundred years, he could cultivate a demon core.

After experiencing Lucheng, he saw the power of technology in that cheap apprentice. He had only been asleep for less than 120 years, and this era already had such sophisticated creations. If he were to sleep for another thousand years, he probably wouldn't even be able to defeat a mortal!
Demons are ultimately different beings. In a world where humanity is the mainstay, no matter how strong they are, they can only hide their claws and fangs. This is why, as early as two hundred years ago, when he decided to switch to cultivating as a corpse demon, he had already calculated the means to shed his demonic nature.

Now that things have come to this, how could we possibly back down?
Every demonic cultivator who lives a long life must possess great perseverance, wisdom, and enlightenment. Only in this way can they tenaciously survive the persecution of humanity. And such demonic cultivators all share a common characteristic—

Good at making choices.

When the fork in the road appeared again, Old Li, as always, did not hesitate at all.

July 14th, night (Note ①).

Old Li stood at the location of the "ghost gate" he had calculated, gazing up at the stars.

The moon in the sky was perfectly round, but its edges seemed to be covered by a very faint shadow.

At this moment, he felt calmer than ever before, even with a hint of resigned acceptance. He had done all the necessary preparations; now, it was up to fate.

Time passed second by second, and the bright moon continued to rise. Old Li sat cross-legged in a low-lying area six zhang away from the Ghost Gate, surrounded by the Three Fiends Concealing Yuan Array. This method was the Three Fiends Sect's signature technique, which used the earth's fiend energy to conceal one's aura.

This method is of little use to cultivators or even mortals, but it is an invisible method that is absolutely impossible to see ghosts and illusory gods that do not have true "sight"—or rather, given the composition of ghosts and gods, they are unwilling to even approach the place where evil energy is located!

With his fingers moving rapidly, Old Li kept his gaze fixed on the bright moon, yet he restrained his emotions, keeping the speed of his calculations steady. Not far away, a valuable clock was ticking softly.

Old Li's calculations were not just a way to kill time, but also a way to compare himself with the clock and anchor his mindset. He didn't think of himself as a ruthless person who would remain calm even if Mount Tai collapsed in front of him, so he preferred to compare himself with the clock from time to time to ensure the stability of his mindset.

Da da da……

The clock continued to chime, but Old Li suddenly held his breath. On the already eerie hillside, gusts of cold wind suddenly rose. The night, which had seemed fairly bright under the moonlight, suddenly began to darken, and a shadow gradually swallowed the jade disc hanging high in the sky.

"it's time."

Old Li activated the ritual he had prepared long ago, and the array eye that had been reserved opened instantly. The yin energy surging from the Ghost Gate began to gather. At midnight, when the Ghost Gate had not yet fully opened and the Heavenly Dog had already begun to devour the moon, he mixed a massive amount of yin energy with earthly evil and turbid desires and incorporated it into his body.

The seven emotions and six desires condensed from the Earthly Fiend Vow were tainted by the Yin energy of countless dead souls in the Ghost Gate, binding the spirit and flesh together tightly. With the help of the celestial phenomenon of the Heavenly Dog Eating the Sun, the primordial energy of the cauldron in the body, which was the body of a corpse demon, was dispersed. Then, it was refined again using the methods of human cultivators, thus achieving the Immortal Dao Fruit in the Mortal World!

This method is extremely dangerous. If anything goes wrong, one's cultivation will be completely ruined. However, in Old Li's view, he has already obtained the immortal body of the Corpse Demon. Even if his cultivation is ruined, he can return to his current level after a period of hard training. At that time, it will just be a matter of finding the next Heavenly Dog Eating the Sun (Note ②). If he succeeds, then he will truly be free to fly in the sky!
Old Li's transformation has begun, and the gates of hell are now wide open. All sorts of souls are returning to the mortal world. However, under the escort of the ghost messengers, even without the guidance of cultivators, they do not run away randomly. Instead, they head in an orderly fashion toward the altars, memorial tablets, and graves prepared by their families. As for those lonely ghosts who have no one to worship, they can enjoy the incense from local public sacrifices, although the offerings are not as abundant.

However, as the moon waned in the sky, the souls that had been nourished by the pure Yin energy began to make a commotion, and no matter how the ghost messenger scolded them, they did not change in the slightest.

Old Li knew that this was the most dangerous moment. He focused all his attention and gathered his divine thoughts, waiting for the moment when the moon would be completely obscured!

Finally, the last ray of clear moonlight was covered by shadows, and the moon, which should have disappeared, suddenly turned blood red!
The originally clear and pure Yin energy vanished instantly, replaced by an extremely violent Yin energy. The Yin messengers brandished their magical weapons, and many cultivators who had turned to ghost immortals walked out of the Ghost Gate to help guard the souls of the dead. At the same time, amidst the chaotic and violent Yin energy, Old Li finally broke through the primordial energy of the corpse demon within his body.

A mouthful of black blood spilled from the corner of his mouth, then quickly turned red. Old Li's complexion gradually became rosy from its previous state of blood and qi deficiency, but his cultivation level was rapidly declining.

Old Li knew the time had come, so he immediately activated his cultivation technique to refine the corpse demon's primordial energy within his body, transforming it into magical power to nourish the soul that had been reborn from the dead. But at that very moment, he suddenly felt his hair stand on end. Without needing any divine sense, he could see that the countless ghostly messengers that had already covered the mountains and fields were now all focusing their gazes on him.

That damned Heavenly Dog Eating the Moon not only shattered the primordial energy within his dantian, but also destroyed the Three Fiends Hidden Yuan Formation!

Old Li stood frozen in place, feeling a chill run from the soles of his feet straight to the top of his head, with only one thought remaining in his mind:
"It's over! This is completely over!"

He could almost see it: in the next second, those righteous ghost immortals would swarm forward and tear him, this corpse demon who cultivated evil magic, to shreds. As for resistance... all he had left was his physical body, which was still strong enough to draw a bow with a strength of three hundred stones. But what use would that body be against ghosts that didn't even have a physical form?
Just as Old Li was about to close his eyes and await death, he sensed something was amiss. The groups of ghostly messengers were actually arranged in neat formations. Just as he thought these ghostly messengers were afraid of the corpse demon and were preparing to attack in formation, the ghostly messengers simultaneously bowed and said in unison:

"Greetings, Imperial Tutor!"

"What the hell?!"

(End of this chapter)