Cultivation: Tax Evasion!

Fabricated Technique can also transform the body.

In theory, the fabricated Technique created by Ren Qing could have abilities similar to steel bones, great strength, fire breathing, wind manipulation...

Ren Qing thought of this and couldn't help but shake his head.

He suddenly realized that letting wolf-dogs master complex Technique wasn't very useful and might even lead to difficulty in control.

After all, no matter how much a fabricated Technique transformed them, the wolf-dogs could at most reach Half-Corpse Realm, and had no potential to advance to Ghost Envoy Realm.

So a fabricated Technique only needed to allow them to function as mounts.

Ren Qing narrowed his eyes, the Daoist robe on his body faintly glowing.

He muttered to himself: "Gluttonous Giant Spirit Technique, requires devouring flesh and blood until the stomach bursts; if one does not die, the technique is mastered, and body size increases with food intake."

Wuwei Daoist Altar quickly responded, and a bamboo slip appeared in Ren Qing's hand.

He flipped through it.

The bamboo slip's contents indeed recorded this fabricated Technique called Gluttonous Giant Spirit Technique. Though the name was intimidating, the effect was rather forced.

Ren Qing couldn't help but feel intrigued.

He didn't rush to have the wolf-dogs cultivate this spell but instead tried to create a life-extending method.

The result was as expected: fabricated spells could only affect the physical body in simple ways, and complex techniques couldn't be created.

That completely dispelled his wishful thinking.

Even though Wuwei Daoist Altar was likely formed by a Yang God Realm technique like Avici Hell, there were still limits.

Ren Qing picked up the bamboo slip of Gluttonous Giant Spirit Technique. The aberrated wolves and husky followed his example and mimicked his actions.

"Bestow Immortal Technique..."

His gaze turned to the wolf-dogs. As soon as he finished speaking, the aberrated wolves let out uneasy howls and tried to escape.

But the prayer cushions bound them tightly in place.

The bellies of the aberrated wolves began to swell. One could clearly see their stomachs bursting open, and blood flowed from their mouths and noses.

After just a few breaths, they couldn't hold on and vanished from Wuwei Daoist Altar.

Their bodies in the Prison Within the Abdomen exploded into a pile of minced meat, which was then completely devoured by the Divine Leg Sutra Supernatural Remnant.

The husky, perhaps due to its larger body, even though blood seeped from its mouth and nose, managed to endure it.

Even though its belly expanded to over four times its original size, it still clung to life.

Seeing this, Ren Qing hesitated for a few breaths, then let the walls of the Prison Within the Abdomen condense blood and administered it to the husky.

This was blood from the Taotie Method, perhaps it would have an effect.

The husky's entire body secreted flesh and wrapped itself into a meat cocoon, then remained motionless inside the prison cell.

Seeing this, Ren Qing exited Wuwei Daoist Altar and returned to the inn to rest.

Meanwhile, Wang Er, dressed like a beggar, was already wandering the streets of Heshan Town.

His appearance was slightly altered, so not even Jailers could recognize him, let alone the yamen, which hadn't even noticed a missing person.

Two thugs exchanged glances and followed him with ill intent, but as they got close, their expressions became dazed.

Wang Er continued to wander.

....

The preparations for the mountain god sacrifice quickly reached their final day.

Ren Qing had only occasionally paid attention to the ritual, focusing mainly on using preaching to create chaos.

Because his targets were all gang members, the results were better than expected.

This also caused Wuwei Gate's power in Heshan Town to gradually emerge.

First were some constables in the yamen, then the clan powers among the mountain folk, both factions were looking for Wang Er.

Seeing this, Ren Qing recalled Wang Er into the Prison Within the Abdomen.

Then, from the sacrificial arrangements, he saw signs that Wuwei Gate was planning something big, their reaction was even more intense than expected.

Ren Qing was not alarmed but delighted. The more muddled the water, the better.

If it really couldn't be dealt with, there was always Restraint Officers' Hall, at worst, he'd just drink soup.

And after a long period of cultivation, Ren Qing's lifespan had reached a bit over ten years.

But he didn't choose to advance. On one hand, he needed to save lifespan to ascend Dao Begets Dao. On the other, advancing now would mean immediately facing lifespan depletion.

The mountain god sacrifice would last twelve hours in total, used to pray for peace.

Ren Qing walked out of the inn and had Wang Er blend into the parade.

They soon arrived at the ridge. Residents of Heshan Town began voluntarily delivering food to the giant mountain god statue.

Most of the food wasn't grain but meat from hunted wild animals. The entire city was filled with a strange meaty aroma.

The food was neatly piled up on the altar.

Several Restraint Officers stationed in Heshan Town were hiding in the surrounding mountains.

The copper gong was struck, and the mountain god sacrifice officially began. The mountain folk beat their chests and stomped their feet, mimicking the howling wind of the mountains with their mouths.

With Ren Qing's observational ability, he could spot anomalies even among thousands of people.

With the corner of his eye, he noticed several people with dazed expressions and signs of spellwork on their bodies, very likely preachers like the spider woman.

Ren Qing was momentarily puzzled, was Wuwei Gate planning to expose itself?

That seemed impossible. They were up against a terrifying organization like Restraint Officers' Hall. Even if the Immortal Lord reached Yin Runner Realm, it would mean nothing.

Unless... something was forcing them to hesitate.

Ren Qing pondered for a while and shook his head.

No matter what, the enemy clearly planned to act.

Whether the plan succeeded wasn't important, disrupting their setup was what mattered most.

Ren Qing moved with a thought, and with Wang Er's muttered chant, dozens of people were instantly pulled into Wuwei Daoist Altar.

His preaching targets, aside from gang members, were all wealthy merchants.

Once their consciousness was projected into Wuwei Daoist Altar, they howled with fervor, eager to offer heart and soul.

Several mountain folk tackled Wang Er to the ground.

Wang Er didn't resist much. He only stared at them with a bizarre expression, his skin gradually turning purplish-black.

That was the Canine Plague toxin spreading, within moments, it would be fatal.

"You know..."

"What?"

The middle-aged, scar-faced man instinctively leaned closer, only to hear Wang Er mumble a few indistinct words before dying.

Screams rang out from the front of the parade.

A fat, richly dressed merchant suddenly fell to his knees, his belly swelling uncontrollably.

He retched and vomited up a heart the size of a fist.

"You..."

The fat merchant trembled and pointed a finger at the elderly man in the crowd leaning on a cane, just about to say something, before collapsing and dying.

The townsfolk began retreating in panic, and the scene started to get out of control.

But what surprised Ren Qing was that one of the merchants actually survived the side effects of the Pure Yang Filthless Method and even transformed under the influence of the fabricated spell.

His body swelled to over three meters tall, much like the bandit chief from before.

Ren Qing frowned. This situation was bound to alarm Restraint Officers' Hall, let's see how Wuwei Gate handles the sudden turn of events.

Restraint Officers rushed to the scene. The leading woman let out a piercing screech, and the crowd quickly calmed down.

As Wang Er died, Ren Qing's soul fragment appeared inside the Wuwei Daoist Altar.

The soul fragment wore a gray robe, perfectly blending in with the merchants and thugs.

At this time, there was no preacher at the center of the Wuwei Daoist Altar, the central prayer cushion was clearly reserved for the Immortal Lord.

A trap waiting to be sprung.

As long as the Immortal Lord had not yet become a Dao Officer, Ren Qing, as the Grand Dao Officer, could suppress him, perhaps even force him out.

Ren Qing glanced at the female Restraint Officer. His main body had quietly arrived at the edge of the crowd.

Zeng Lin was one of the few Ghost Envoy Realm Restraint Officers in Heshan Town.

Her expression was extremely grim.

She quickly ordered several reserves to examine the corpses that had died suddenly, trying to understand the situation.

The elderly man with the cane stopped Zeng Lin and smiled as he said, "Madam, there's no need for you to bother with our mountain folk's private matters."

"Old Liu, I'm just confirming whether it's related to monsters or evil spirits."

Zeng Lin glanced at him.

Clan ties were extremely strong among the mountain folk, making them very united. Even the yamen often couldn't interfere.

This man's name was Liu Bao, the one the mountain folk had chosen to speak for them ten years ago.

Liu Bao shook his head and said, "Since it happened during the sacrifice, to avoid angering the mountain god, we can't investigate deeply..."

Before he could finish, he noticed that the arms of the two people supporting him were trembling.

Liu Bao instinctively looked around. Many people showed similar signs, faces filled with bone-deep fear.

A new figure had appeared inside Wuwei Daoist Altar.

The Immortal Lord's seven or eight neck-faces looked extremely unpleasant. He hadn't noticed Ren Qing hiding among the Daoist children.

The horsetail whisk flicked.

The mutated merchant outside went berserk, rushed up to the altar, and leapt into the burning brazier.

As the flames scorched him, he seemed to regain a sliver of clarity. He opened his mouth to speak, but was swallowed by fire before he could finish.

Zeng Lin didn't detect any traces of spellwork, but still felt her hair stand on end.

She turned and left the altar, intending to report directly to Restraint Officers' Hall.

Faced with something so clearly tied to the mountain folk, it was simplest to leave it to Restraint Officers' Hall, no need to fight.

Zeng Lin's steps halted.

Someone suddenly exploded into a pile of meat. Flesh and blood rained down like droplets.

Yet the people acted like nothing had happened, still kneeling and chanting prayers for peace. The scene was bone-chilling.

Seeing this, Zeng Lin decided to flee with the reserves. But in a daze, she noticed the environment had changed.

When Zeng Lin came to her senses, she had already arrived inside a strange Daoist venue.

The Immortal Lord sat at the center. His once-neutral face was now twisted, eyes brimming with killing intent.

"Sit down!!!!"

"Bestow Dao Technique!!!!"

Zeng Lin's body sat on the prayer cushion involuntarily, listening to the Immortal Lord's mad ramblings, utterly stunned.

Her consciousness had entered Wuwei Daoist Altar, while her main body was being subtly influenced by the Immortal Lord, blind to the chaos around her.

Zeng Lin and Liu Bao headed toward Heshan Town, none of the earlier tension remained.

Ren Qing froze for a moment, shocked by Wuwei Gate's boldness.

He looked toward the mountainside and saw figures approaching, likely preachers controlled by the Immortal Lord.

It seemed the Immortal Lord had realized something and planned to kill the preachers he had raised like chickens to extract their Dao Rhymes, using it to ascend to Grand Dao Officer.

The seekers were held in check by the clans, but they offered little resistance.