I Have an Omen System

"Don’t be afraid, Junior Brother Qin."

Liu Mobai explained with a smile, "I heard a little about what happened outside the Thousand Mechanisms Ancient Tomb. You were only at the Qi Cultivation stage, yet you managed to evade an attack from a Heaven Dao Foundation Establishment cultivator. That’s how I recognize you."

Qin Xuan forced a smile. "You have a good memory, Senior Brother Liu."

’I swear, I’m getting a new identity every time I go somewhere new.’

’Damn it, the Holy Sect is too weird.’

’A prospective Demon Child, and he even remembers a nobody like me.’

Seeing Qin Xuan remain perfectly composed despite the storm raging in his heart, Liu Mobai couldn’t help but show a hint of admiration.

’As expected of a Demon Cultivator personally trained by the Blood Tyrant Demon Child. Truly extraordinary.’

Liu Mobai sighed with deep emotion. "No wonder Senior Brother Chen became our Holy Sect’s one and only Demon Child. This method of subtly cultivating trusted followers without revealing a thing... I could never learn it in a lifetime."

"???"

Qin Xuan was instantly displeased.

’I achieved my current cultivation level step by step, with a little help from my Golden Finger. What does it have to do with Chen Xuanba!’

But on second thought, Qin Xuan quickly understood.

’So he thinks I’m a lackey secretly trained by Chen Xuanba?’

’That explains everything.’

During their conversation, Qin Xuan realized that Liu Mobai seemed to pay close attention to anything related to Chen Xuanba.

’With him backing this story, it gives me the perfect cover to move around the Holy Sect.’

At the same time, he mentally added another entry to his little black book.

’Third year of the Foundation Establishment Chaos War. The prospective Demon Child, Liu Mobai, falsely claimed to know me, Qin Xuan, and tarnished my reputation. If I have the chance in the future, I will definitely make him pay.’

...

Time passed unknowingly.

More and more Demon Cultivators gathered on Blood Demon Island.

Old acquaintances like Xiao Ran, Hou Qi, and Ma Wei also arrived.

The war between the Righteous and Demonic paths raged on ceaselessly.

From time to time, a rain of blood fell from the sky, littering the fields with severed limbs.

On a certain battlefield, a Demon Cultivator was about to reach Blood Demon Island, having been surrounded and pursued by numerous Righteous Cultivators.

Just then, a translucent, gelatinous creature with a bell as large as a house suddenly appeared before him.

"Damn you! You’re colluding with the local lifeforms! Aren’t you afraid this will backfire spectacularly?" the Holy Sect Demon Cultivator howled in his last moments.

"Hahaha! A just cause finds many allies, while an unjust one finds few! Die, Sinful Demon!" another person bellowed.

SWOOSH!

A group of Cyan Cloud Sect cultivators swarmed forward.

Suppressed by the *Bone-Eroding Spirit Fog*, the Demon Cultivator was instantly reduced to a bloody pulp and consumed by the Bone-Eroding Demon Sea.

Afterward, the gelatinous creature enveloped the Cyan Cloud Sect cultivators, completely concealing their auras as if they had never been there at all.

’The *Bone-Eroding Spirit Fog* can even use the Bone-Eroding Demon Sea to hide cultivators?’

Qin Xuan’s scalp tingled as he coldly watched the distant Demon Cultivator die a horrible death in the Cyan Cloud Sect’s trap.

’We were supposed to be assassinating Ye Lan.’

’But instead, it’s the Holy Sect’s Demon Cultivators who are dying in droves.’

Ye Lan in particular, with the help of the *Bone-Eroding Spirit Fog*, had teamed up with other Righteous Cultivators to camp outside Blood Demon Island, killing our people one by one as they arrived.

The gruesome death of the Demon Cultivator before him was just a glimpse into the fate of many Holy Sect Incense Masters.

’The situation is dire for our Holy Sect!’

Qin Xuan was thankful he had already landed on Blood Demon Island. Otherwise, his fate might have been even worse than that of the cultivator he’d just seen.

Just as that group of Cyan Cloud Sect disciples was about to depart under the cover of the *Bone-Eroding Spirit Fog*...

Suddenly a figure appeared, standing in mid-air.

"You’ve killed so many of my Holy Sect’s Incense Masters, and you think you can retreat unscathed?"

Liu Mobai’s white robes fluttered in the wind. He held two fingers together like a sword, his distinctly black-and-white pupils swirling with the yin and yang of a taiji symbol. He looked down upon them like a god.

At the tip of his finger, a point of starlight rapidly gathered.

"’Starfall Rends the Sky—Suppress!’"

BOOM!

A devastating beam of light shot from his finger, tearing through the sky with a seething roar.

"You... you can actually see us?"

The faces of the Cyan Cloud Sect cultivators were filled with terror.

"No—"

The house-sized *Bone-Eroding Spirit Fog* displayed a human-like expression of terror. It trembled and shook violently, as if it had encountered its natural predator.

Its transparent, thread-like tentacles, previously invisible, suddenly materialized under the starlight beam and spontaneously burst into blue-purple flames.

BANG!

The instant the starlight beam struck, it erupted into a terrifying fireball resembling a miniature sun, engulfing the Cyan Cloud Sect cultivators within.

It was enough to burn the heavens and boil the seas, turning all to ash!

Qin Xuan was overjoyed.

’The four Secret Techniques of the Outer Path Divine Techniques can actually counter the *Bone-Eroding Spirit Fog*!’

The tides on Blood Demon Island were beginning to turn.

Liu Mobai, however, simply waved his hand.

He concealed the aftershocks of the fight.

It was as if the battle had never occurred, over in a mere instant. If Qin Xuan hadn’t seen it with his own eyes, he would have never believed it.

To say nothing of Ye Lan, who was stationed hundreds of miles away.

...

「Three days later.」

"Trash! What’s going on? Why have more and more of my Cyan Cloud Sect disciples fallen these past few days!"

Ye Lan shot up in a rage, smashing the teacup in his hand down on Fang Lingyu, who was kneeling before him.

CRACK!

Shards of white porcelain grazed his cheek as scalding tea splashed all over Fang Lingyu’s robes.

Unable to conquer Blood Demon Island after so long, Ye Lan’s temper had grown increasingly foul. Especially after cultivating a certain esoteric Secret Technique, he seemed to have been corrupted by Evil Qi, becoming more and more mercurial.

Fang Lingyu was already bone-thin, and his loose, green robe, now soaked with tea, made him look even more frail.

"Senior Brother Ye, I suspect the *Bone-Eroding Spirit Fog* clan has betrayed us."

Fang Lingyu lowered his head and gritted his teeth, not daring to show the slightest dissatisfaction. His Heavenly Dao Foundation Establishment Fifth Level cultivation was as fragile as paper before Ye Lan.

"’Betrayal? Betray my ass! You think they’re all as stupid as your dead brother Fang Lin? As stupid as your whole Nie Lin Fang Family?’"

"’All eighteen generations of your ancestors could betray me before the *Bone-Eroding Spirit Fog* clan would!’"

SLAP!

The crisp sound of a slap echoed. Unable to contain his rage, Ye Lan backhanded Fang Lingyu across the face, berating him furiously.

"’Yes, yes.’ Fang Lingyu kept his head bowed, not daring to utter a single word. Half of his face quickly began to swell, and five crimson finger marks slowly emerged."

Just then, however, a Cyan Cloud Sect disciple reported from outside.

"’Senior Brother Ye, Miss Yun of the East Sea Cyan-Scaled Chi Python Royal Family requests an audience. She wishes to discuss joining forces to exterminate the demons.’"

"Fellow Daoist Yun has arrived?" Ye Lan’s furious expression suddenly turned amiable.

With a wave of his sleeve, True Essence surged, and the messy Cave Mansion was instantly cleaned spotless.

Even the bright red palm print on Fang Lingyu’s face was smoothed away.

Yun Nianqing was tall and slender, wearing an elegant green dress with a thin veil covering her face. A pair of small, deer-like horns grew from her head.

Beneath the translucent gauze of her clothes, one could faintly glimpse fine green scales.

As she entered, she saw Ye Lan holding Fang Lingyu by the arms, looking for all the world like a virtuous leader showing respect to a worthy subordinate.

"Junior Brother Fang, do not blame yourself. It was not that you were ineffective, just a small matter."

"I wouldn’t dare, I wouldn’t dare." Fang Lingyu shook his head repeatedly, his eyes slightly red as he played his part, putting on a look of shame and remorse.

Yun Nianqing smiled. "Fellow Daoist Ye truly lives up to his reputation. A humble gentleman, considerate of his subordinates."

Ye Lan waved his hand. "Fellow Daoist Yun overpraises me."

Fang Lingyu stood to the side, a smile on his face. But hidden within his sleeves, his fists were clenched so tightly his knuckles were white. He ground his teeth in secret, an imperceptible flash of venomous hatred in his eyes.

...

「On this day.」

On Liu Mobai’s orders, Qin Xuan was on patrol duty on Blood Demon Island when his expression suddenly changed and he looked up sharply.

The night was pitch black.

In the distant sky, several streaks of light were sweeping over, seemingly in pursuit of a green-robed Demon Cultivator.

The Demon Cultivator was tall and gaunt, with a haggard face and hair as messy as a bird’s nest. He wore a tattered Daoist Robe riddled with holes.

But the Lifebound Longsword in his hand emitted a strange, shimmering green light.

Qin Xuan recognized him at a glance. "Wei Qingyi, Senior Brother Wei?"

’Wait, this is Wei Wuxian!’

Qin Xuan realized in an instant.

’Fuck, that son of a bitch.’

’So back on Demon Flood Dragon Island, he and Liu Mobai were both in on it, putting on a show just for me.’

’Good thing I was also using a fake identity.’

Seeing Wei Qingyi’s miserable, hunted appearance, Qin Xuan felt a sense of vindication. He happily looked up to enjoy the show, completely unmoved.

He might as well have pulled up a stool and started eating popcorn.

’What’s that? Why not save a fellow sect member?’

’Damn it, I’m a Demon Cultivator!’

"’Help... Senior Brother Liu, save me!’"

Wei Qingyi’s voice was hoarse, as if he was truly at the end of his rope.

The poisonous fog around his body was dim, and he was tottering on the verge of collapse.

Seeing this, the eyes of the pursuing Righteous Cultivators lit up, and they chased with renewed vigor. "That Sinful Demon has run out of Spiritual Qi! He’s finished! He’s ours for the taking!"

"’No, don’t!’ Wei Qingyi’s face was a mask of terror, and his speed slowed even more."

Qin Xuan’s eyes narrowed slightly.

’Something’s not right. That old fox Wei Qingyi is definitely up to something. As an old comrade who’d been on a mission with him before, I know him all too well.’

’Heh heh, this is the perfect chance to extort him. That’ll teach him for trying to fool me!’

Qin Xuan’s body transformed into a streak of black demonic light and silently shot into the sky.