Cultivation: Tax Evasion!

Ren Qing's divided soul drilled out from his main body, then turned into clear light and vanished beside the bonfire.

To Woya Ye, he only felt a cold wind blow past, and subconsciously rubbed the skin on his arms because of the chill.

Ren Qing was using Twin Nightmare Ghosts to enter another's dream for the first time, so he was afraid of harming the divided soul and was rather cautious.

Unexpectedly, as soon as the divided soul entered Wogu's Niwan Palace, there was a very inexplicable sensation, as if swimming in filth.

He forcibly suppressed stray thoughts, and very quickly came into contact with Wogu's dream. The divided soul effortlessly immersed itself into it.

Ren Qing knew that dreams produced during sleep actually contained all the thoughts of the subconscious, not something ordinary people could comprehend.

He originally thought it would be extremely fantastical and bizarre, but it was unexpectedly very real.

It was still the official road leading to Sanxiang City.

The pouring rain falling from the sky blanketed the earth, making it completely impossible to see the surroundings.

From the perspective of an observer, Ren Qing discovered that this place should already be several hundred li away from Sanxiang City, and there might be villages in the surrounding area.

It seemed that rain had fallen five days ago, but it was fleeting during the night.

He carefully searched for Wogu within the dream, and very quickly discovered the traces of the grandfather and grandson on a thorn-covered hillside.

The two were dressed as if they had gone to gather herbs, with some medicinal plants in the baskets on their backs.

Woya Ye was trembling as he crouched in the brambles, while Wogu, in contrast, had a calm expression, looking into the distance, as if waiting for something.

The fingerprint on Wogu's forehead was also gone.

Ren Qing hovered above the two, waiting for a while. The atmosphere within the dream grew more and more gloomy, and Woya Ye trembled even more severely.

In a daze, a figure darted in the distance.

"Dao gives birth to Dao, Wuwei Dao, I am the Dao..."

A strange intonation echoed.

An apparently ordinary blind Daoist slowly walked over. His eyes were covered with black cloth, and in his hand he held a horsetail whisk about half a meter long.

As the wild wind blew past, it took away the headscarf on his head, revealing most of his brain, with maggots crawling inside.

What shocked Ren Qing most was that the end of the horsetail whisk in the blind Daoist's hand was connected to a hemp rope, which was dragging over twenty corpses.

These corpses were all dressed like scholars, and as the hemp rope moved, it formed a trail of blood and flesh, followed by quite a few wild beasts.

Ren Qing furrowed his brow.

The blind Daoist was most likely the cultivator who caused trouble in Bazi Village, otherwise such a coincidence wouldn't be possible.

It could be seen that the other party was extremely deranged, muttering all kinds of nonsensical things about Dao gives birth to Dao.

Those Annan scholars had probably already been killed by this person, perhaps even as an afterthought.

The blind Daoist passed along the official road, but when he approached Wogu, he turned his head and revealed a bizarre and inexplicable smile.

With this person's cultivation, it would be impossible for him to not have noticed the grandfather and grandson. Why would he let them go?

Immediately after, the dream showed signs of collapse.

Seeing this, Ren Qing pointed at the sky. He was about to exit the dream when suddenly the scene changed, seemingly originating from another memory.

Woya Ye knelt atop the hill, while Wogu stood before the blind Daoist.

Wogu spoke in a tone different from that of his age, and asked, "Immortal, my family says I am weak and sickly. Is there a method for longevity?"

The blind Daoist regained partial clarity: "To become immortal..."

He pointed his index finger at the center of Wogu's brow.

There was a feeling of an immortal stroking his crown, tying his hair and granting longevity.

The dream shattered.

Ren Qing's divided soul did not rush to return to the main body, but instead remained inside Wogu's Niwan Palace, searching for whether the blind Daoist had left behind any tricks.

He discovered that Wogu's soul was complete, not at all resembling the childish appearance he showed. His disposition should be extremely mature.

Just as Ren Qing was about to explore the cause and effect, he suddenly sensed movement in the outside world.

The divided soul merged with the main soul, and the main body immediately opened his eyes.

Woya Ye drew his cleaver and took a defensive stance.

At some unknown time, a hideous wild dog had appeared outside the ruined temple. It was not only skin and bones, but its fur was covered in pus-filled wounds.

The wild dog circled fearfully in the corridor, not daring to approach at all.

Ren Qing was slightly stunned. He had occasionally heard Bo Feng mention such wild dogs, they specifically filled their bellies by eating human corpses.

They were extremely afraid of the living, not even daring to approach children.

But they were extremely sensitive to the scent of corpses, even from ten li away, they could track it down.

Ren Qing looked at the grandfather and grandson. Could it be that one of them wasn't actually alive?

But Woya Ye should be impossible. Even the information stream hadn't detected any abnormalities. How could he possibly do something even those at the Yin Runner stage couldn't?

Then it must be Wogu?

No, he suddenly realized..

Woya Ye had taken out a pouch of viscous grease, mixed with several types of spices, but it still smelled a little off.

Could it be corpse oil?

Ren Qing calmly observed the situation's development.

After a few swings of his cleaver, Woya Ye was preparing to wake Wogu. Just as he bent down, the wild dog moved.

The wild dog pounced at Wogu with frenzy, its gaping maw aiming for his mouth.

That pouch was indeed corpse oil.

Woya Ye let out a terrified scream. He tried to stop the wild dog, but his aged body no longer had much strength.

Just as the beast's teeth were about to touch Wogu, the sound of fabric tearing rang out.

Wogu's previously thick clothing instantly turned to shreds, then his waist bent backward, revealing a stomach that made one's skin crawl.

Right in the center of the stomach, a huge mouth suddenly opened. One could see the internal organs had already been hollowed out, and inside was full of teeth.

The wild dog was swallowed, and a bone-chilling chewing sound echoed inside the ruined temple.

"To become immortal... so he has already become immortal..."

Woya Ye's eyes widened.

Forgotten memories surged into his mind. Ever since his grandson had been touched on the crown by the immortal, they seemed to have always been heading toward densely populated areas.

He instinctively followed his grandson, while Wogu... was spreading the Dao of Wuwei!

The mouth on Wogu's stomach spoke in a strange intonation: "Dao is not Dao, Wuwei is Dao..."

Ren Qing felt his spirit inexplicably tighten, and without hesitation summoned Dragon-Snake Spine, directly storing Woya Ye into Prison Within the Abdomen.

But Wogu did not get what he wanted. Instead, his body moved toward Ren Qing.

His mutation was still continuing, and his teeth were becoming increasingly sharp.

"Dao gives birth to Dao, Wuwei Dao..."

Ren Qing's expression turned grim. He exerted strength in his legs and instantly disappeared from his spot, punching directly at Wogu's heart.

A dull thud.

Wogu fainted, and the mouth on his stomach slowly closed.

Ren Qing simultaneously summoned the information stream.

[Wogu]

[Age: Five]

[Lifespan: Twenty-three]

[Arts: Bone Tooth Technique (Pseudo), Dao Preaches Dao (Pseudo)]

[Bone Tooth Technique: Created by Lady White Bone. Cultivation requires shattering the teeth in one's mouth, then grinding another's skull into powder and consuming it. Afterward, a tooth will grow each time a head is used. When the teeth are all full, the technique is complete.]

Ren Qing had not previously suspected Wogu, since his appearance was that of a child. Who would have thought he had already mastered two arts?

The "pseudo" behind the arts indicated that Wogu had grasped these techniques through Supernatural Remnants.

But Ren Qing felt something was off.

After all, consuming Supernatural Remnants carried enormous risks. Even adults faced near-certain death, how could an ordinary child possibly endure it?

He then noticed the technique named "Dao gives birth to Dao."

It was no different from humans eating humans.