Chapter 35: The Moth Demon Luo Zhou, the Sole One of the Moth Field!

Luo Zhou lay there, his dantian's spiritual energy and his entire physical strength completely exhausted; he couldn't even make a sound from his throat.

He felt as if he were about to die!

However, the government's medical rescue arrived quickly.

Someone discovered Luo Zhou and shouted, "There's another one here!"

"It's just a lad, hurry, take him to the Medical Hall!"

A stretcher arrived to escort him to the Medical Hall.

The three eyebrow-high staves he carried on his back were also sent along with him.

The Medical Hall was filled with patients.

The Qi-refining cultivator who had escaped from the dragon's mouth was also there, having survived as well.

A physician treated Luo Zhou.

After a few glances, the doctor said

"The boy is fine, he's just exhausted. Give him a Great Strength Pill, and he'll recover quickly. His throat is hoarse from shouting; he'll need to rest for a few days."

The physician was highly skilled. After taking the Great Strength Pill, drinking two cups of water, and resting in the Medical Hall for a while, Luo Zhou recovered.

He gestured to indicate he was fine, and the doctor waved him off, telling him to go home on his own.

The medical expenses were all covered by the government.

Luo Zhou left the Medical Hall unsteadily, wandering through the streets.

The rain was still falling, pitter-patter, as people ran and cheered in the rain.

They were celebrating the death of the Rain Night Demon.

In front of the City Lord's Manor, in front of the skeletal remains of the Old Crocodile Dragon, crowds of mortals gathered to watch the spectacle.

Some were weeping, some were cursing, and some were laughing loudly.

Luo Zhou shook his head and continued his stroll.

The Dead Nether Spirits that used to be seen everywhere in the city were now gone.

Whether it was the Rain Night Demon, the Full Moon Demon, or the Geomagnetic Demon...

Every single one of the Moth Demons had been slain by Luo Zhou.

Not a single Dead Nether Spirit remained!

As he walked and walked, Luo Zhou opened his mouth to cheer, but no sound came out.

So he began to hop—walking while jumping!

He was happy, truly happy!

Even if he were to die tomorrow at the hands of the most terrifying Moth Demon, today was a day of joy.

Upon returning home, Luo Zhou specifically went to a roadside restaurant, ordered several good dishes, and requested a pot of fine wine.

Although he did not drink, he felt he must have a sip today to celebrate.

The food arrived: four dishes, one soup, and a pot of Bamboo Leaf Green.

Luo Zhou took a few bites of food and a sip of the wine. A spicy sensation surged through him, but he let out a long breath; the spicier, the better.

Sure enough, the spiciness soon dissipated, leaving only a sense of exhilaration in his heart!

He laughed loudly; though he could not make a sound, as he laughed, he began to cry.

Over these hundred days, watching the Dead Nether Spirits scattered everywhere every day and constantly thinking of how to slay the Moth Demons, he had been under immense pressure.

Fortunately, he had made it through!

And so, midnight arrived.

A thunderous, surging sound erupted.

Tens of thousands of Dead Nether Spirits appeared.

They were everywhere, covering the sky and the earth, stretching as far as the eye could see.

Luo Zhou was speechless!

They, however, were quite content, touching Luo Zhou one by one.

Once the contact was complete, the Dead Nether Spirits were liberated, slowly transforming back into their forms from when they were alive.

Tens of thousands of people looking at Luo Zhou left him utterly dumbfounded.

He gritted his teeth, took out the Incense of Fragrance, and slowly lit it.

These old fogies were not the children from last time; this was just ordinary incense.

"Everyone, there is no use in saying more. Revenge has been taken—blood for blood, tooth for tooth. May you all enter the cycle of reincarnation."

They looked at Luo Zhou with gratitude, thanks, bows, and salutations.

One by one, they vanished, slowly dispersing to return to the cycle of reincarnation!

Despite there being tens of thousands of them, the Dead Nether Spirits disappeared quickly, vanishing without a trace.

"Luo Zhou, sensed the plea of the dead; spirits committed evil, punished!"

"Punished evil, slew Crocodile Dragon and Yue Canglong; rewarded good, shall be rewarded!"

"Reward for good and punishment for evil completed, reward!"

Essence and Qi entered his body, and Luo Zhou's entire being evolved silently.

This evolution was several times more potent than the one he experienced with Liu Changlong.

Vaguely, Luo Zhou's Seventh Layer of Body Tempering was nearing perfection, showing signs of a breakthrough.

Then came the True Qi.

The Tidal Qi!

Luo Zhou's dantian no longer contained any True Qi; he had ninety-nine strands of Tidal Qi in one breath.

The Old Crocodile Dragon had lived for nearly two hundred years and had consumed tens of thousands of people, possessing endless True Qi.

Spirit...

There was no Spirit!

There was only Essence and Qi!

The Spirit had vanished.

It was only then that Luo Zhou realized that before the Old Crocodile Dragon died, its primordial spirit and soul had been taken away by the Emerald Ridge Fairy.

It had been brought back to the Heaven and Earth Dao Sect to be reincarnated!

However, it was dead, and its skeleton remained there forever to be despised by the people!

The Old Crocodile Dragon would never appear in Emerald Ridge again!

No more Emerald Ridge people would die because of it, and no one would ever have to avoid rivers and lakes on rainy days again. This was Luo Zhou's greatest victory.

Luo Zhou rested for a while and then fell asleep.

In his dreams, he saw a vision of the Old Crocodile Dragon being sent into his Eternal Sea of Fire.

Luo Zhou was bewildered; the Old Crocodile Dragon's soul had long since fled, so what was this?

In a trance, the Sea of Fire responded: *This is Fate.*

All living things, once they have existed, naturally leave traces. These traces are called Fate, transcending the physical body, the spirit, and the soul!

Besides the Old Crocodile Dragon's Fate, Luo Zhou discovered that several other Fates were being gathered into the Sea of Fire.

There were about five people, led by that large man with the blade.

They were all cultivators who had been driven into the residential wards and eaten by the Old Crocodile Dragon.

They were inexplicably gathered by Luo Zhou.

This meant that in addition to the enemies Luo Zhou personally killed, the Fate of nearby dying beings would also be gathered by him.

This was not their souls; it would not affect the reincarnation of these cultivators. It was merely the traces of their lives; their traces in future reincarnations would not be included.

Luo Zhou could not understand the specific details, but in short, it was a form of incidental income.

The Fates entered the Sea of Fire, were refined by it, and turned into streaks of flame—flames that seemed to possess life, wandering within the Sea of Fire.

Thus, within Luo Zhou's endless Sea of Fire, there were now eleven strands of Fate.

Suddenly, the flames formed by ten of those Fates burned intensely.

They transformed into a type of spiritual fire, spreading from the spiritual runes on Luo Zhou's back to his entire body.

Luo Zhou let out a long breath. This was exactly the same as the refinement he obtained from the power transfer by Elder Wang and the killing of the Moth Demon!

As the Fire Spirit entered his body, Luo Zhou's entire being evolved silently.

Flesh, bone, the five senses, meridians, limbs, internal organs, spirit, and soul—everything was incrementally strengthened and enhanced by the infusion of Essence.

As his throat recovered, he regained his voice.

Beyond this, under the infusion of these Fire Spirits, Luo Zhou's original innate ability, the *Willful Hand*, underwent a quiet transformation.

With the *Willful Hand*, Luo Zhou could use his will to manifest an arm within three feet of himself, as if he had an extra limb.

This was something Luo Zhou had truly gained from his act of rewarding good and punishing evil, but to be honest, it wasn't very useful and had been left idle.

Unexpectedly, under the burning of these Fire Spirits, the *Willful Hand* instantly changed, transforming into the innate ability: *Psychic Power*!

Psychic Power! The most common talent, but also a very powerful one!

It was countless times stronger than the *Willful Hand*.

This was beyond Luo Zhou's expectations.

As long as he continued to collect Fate, ten strands of Fate could trigger one burning.

He could also accumulate a hundred strands of Fate for one massive burning!

Once burned, the Fire Spirits would become a permanent part of the Sea of Fire, no longer existing independently, but Luo Zhou could feel that they had not disappeared; they were still there!

They would have profound uses in the future!

When he woke up the next day and checked carefully, it had indeed become the talent *Psychic Power*.

Currently, Luo Zhou possessed the Divine Abilities: *Dragon Slayer Thrust*, *Tide Turner*, *Three Thousand Weak Waters*, and *Strength of Nine Oxen*.

Talent: *Psychic Power*

Traits: *Warding Evil*, *Insect Control*

Innate Abilities: *Reward Good and Punish Evil*, *Sharp Insightful Eyes*, *Flash of Spiritual Light*, *Continuous Rapid Movement*, *Pounce*, *Luminous Pathfinding*, *Diting*

According to the teachings of the Elders, among Post-Natal Spirituality, Divine Abilities are the strongest, followed by Talents, then Traits, and lastly, Innate Abilities.

An Innate Ability is a single capability; a Trait is similar to a "stat" in a game from his previous life; a Talent is basically composed of several Innate Abilities; and Divine Abilities are the most invincible and powerful.

Luo Zhou completely defied these principles; his strongest ability, *Reward Good and Punish Evil*, was merely an Innate Ability.

If that ability were to be elevated to a Divine Ability in the future, how terrifying would it be?

In addition to these Divine Abilities and Innate Abilities, Luo Zhou also held Celestial Offices: *Huison Strongman*, *Tide-Turning Strongman*, *Sea-Treading Strongman*, and *Exorcist*.

The frantic shouting of the Exorcist yesterday had activated tens of thousands of Dead Nether Spirits, and now they seemed to be undergoing an indescribable evolution.

In the morning, it was the third day of the seventh month—the final day!

On this day, everything was finally settled. Luo Zhou originally intended to go nowhere, but he couldn't help himself and headed to the Dao Academy once more.

According to what Liu Changlong had said, a Holy Son of the Jellyfish Heavenly Palace was lurking within the Dao Academy, though no one knew who!

It was this person who caused the sea beasts to attack the city, leading to the death of his parents.

Luo Zhou saw a potential Holy Son in everyone, but after careful calculation, it was likely a student from Class One of the Immortal Sprouts.

Class Three consisted mostly of the weakest students. When Luo Zhou had just awakened, the Post-Natal Spirituality he reported was the *Strength of One Ox*.

The students of Class Two had mastered Post-Natal Spirituality and were all quite formidable, generally stronger than Class Three.

Class One only had twelve students, and most of them possessed Pre-Natal Spirituality; some even possessed Spiritual Roots or Dao Bodies!

While Luo Zhou was thinking, Dean Zhao approached and called out

"Luo Zhou, come here for a moment!"

Luo Zhou hurried over and said, "Teacher, what is it?"

"Come with me. I have a warehouse here that needs cleaning. Come and help me..."

Luo Zhou followed Dean Zhao to a warehouse and pushed the door open.

Suddenly, Luo Zhou was struck with horror!

This warehouse was exactly the scene he had seen through the *Flash of Spiritual Light*!

Dean Zhao looked at Luo Zhou, appearing to wear a slight smile.

Luo Zhou could hardly believe it; the greatest Moth Demon of Emerald Ridge City was actually him.

He lightly touched the eyebrow-high staves behind his back.

"Teacher, so it was you!"

A hundred days had passed, and though he had slain the nine great Moth Demons, he had still encountered the Demon Encounter!

His life and death were unpredictable!

But even if he were to die, he would fight to the end...

Just as Luo Zhou was preparing to fight desperately, Dean Zhao spoke

"What do you mean 'it's me'? It's yours. Clean this place up. There are magical artifacts here, and I don't trust anyone else with them."

With that, Dean Zhao left the warehouse and vanished from sight.

Luo Zhou was so scared he nearly wet himself; it turned out it wasn't the teacher.

He gasped for air, looking for a place to sit down.

As he moved, he accidentally brushed aside a red cloth, revealing a bronze mirror wrapped in red fabric.

Looking closer, the bronze mirror reflected a person clearly. Within that mirror was a youth.

A handsome young man, slender as pine and bamboo, with fair skin and delicate features, and a pair of bright, spirited eyes...

It was Luo Zhou himself. He looked at his reflection, nodded, and gave himself a greeting.

The Luo Zhou in the mirror smiled back at him.

Seeing his reflection smile, Luo Zhou began to smile as well, and the reflection nodded back at him!

The latency was too high! Was it haunted?

Luo Zhou was startled!

It seemed as if a voice appeared in his ear!

"Moth Demon Ritual!

Duration: One hundred days. Location: Emerald Ridge City. Participants: All Moth Demons. Killing Method: Absolute Slaughter. Ritual Trait:蛊斗 (Gu Dou/Pit Fighting)!

The sky is the curtain, the earth is the vessel, life is the grain, and the Moth is the Demon!

Upon completion of the ritual, the Moth Demon Luo Zhou shall be the sole inhabitant of the Moth Field!"

In an instant, Luo Zhou seemed to understand!

The *Flash of Spiritual Light* had predicted that in a hundred days, he would encounter the greatest Moth Demon of Emerald Ridge City.

That Moth Demon was right now inside the mirror!

It was himself!

No matter what you say, what your reasons are, or what your goals are, it all comes down to what you have actually done!

In the end, the fact remained: Luo Zhou had killed seven humans, one bird, and one dragon, becoming the final and greatest Moth Demon of Emerald Ridge City!