6kv Chapter 91 Advanced Class - Ghost Suppressor Villain
Chapter 91 Advanced Class - Ghost Suppressor Villain
Chapter 91 Advanced Class - Ghost Suppressor Villain
Is this an advanced profession for thugs?
A villain who suppresses ghosts?
Qin Chuan did not hesitate and immediately confirmed.
The panel suddenly emitted a burst of golden light, followed by lines of new text appearing.
[Career advancement successful!]
Current Occupation: Ghost Suppressor Villain LV1 (0/500)
[Job Description: They do not cultivate virtue, nor worship gods or Buddhas. They rely solely on their bloodthirsty ferocity and combative nature; their living spirit soars to the heavens, and their ferocity is enough to subdue the spirits of the dead. Ordinary ghosts and demons flee at their sight, and even evil spirits and malevolent beings fear them.]
[Unlocked Job Skills:]
【Fierce and malevolent (Active): Releases its own malevolent aura, causing a strong mental suppression effect on the target. The effect is doubled on targets of the spirit type.】
[Ghosts Fear Evil People (Passive): Surrounded by turbid, malevolent energy, your aura has a natural repulsive effect on ghosts. Ordinary ghosts dare not approach, and the chances of being possessed or bewitched by ghosts are greatly reduced.]
Looking at the job descriptions above, Qin Chuan seemed to be deep in thought.
"Not cultivating virtue, not worshipping gods and Buddhas"—these eight words suited his taste.
He never believed in those ethereal and unreal things, even after he had traveled to this world:
He still doesn't believe in the idea that good deeds are rewarded and evil deeds are punished. It's not that there is no good or evil in this world, but he feels that the reward or punishment of good and evil depends not on God's reward or punishment, but on one's own fists.
If you are strong, evil people will not dare to bully you; if you are weak, even good people cannot help you.
So-called retribution is nothing more than the judgment of the strong on the weak, and the wishful thinking of the weak towards the strong.
If there truly is a cycle of karma and retribution, someone like Zhou Bapi should have been struck by lightning eight hundred times over. How could it be Qin Chuan's turn to make a move?
He believed only one thing: Heaven and Earth are ruthless, treating all things like straw dogs!
In God's eyes, there is no difference between people, grass, and dogs, so where is the fairness and justice?
So-called fairness and justice cannot be obtained by relying on gods and Buddhas. If praying to gods and Buddhas were effective, where would there be so many injustices in this world?
Ultimately, it will come into our own hands; might makes right.
Qin Chuan also realized that the foundation of this "ghost-suppressing villain" profession was not Taoist magic or Buddhist magic, but rather a body full of bloodthirsty ferocity and fighting spirit.
To put it bluntly, it's about using a kind of "evil" to subdue ghosts and demons.
He recalled a saying he'd heard from an old man in the village when he was a child: "Even ghosts are afraid of evil people. The more you fear them, the fiercer they become; but if you are even fiercer than them, they will become timid."
At the time, he just thought it was a country folk tale, and he listened to it and then forgot about it, never taking it seriously.
In retrospect, there might be some truth to that statement. The so-called "yang evil energy" and "blood evil fierceness" are simply the "living energy" and "competitive spirit" of a person.
Those who live with courage and fight fiercely possess abundant inner strength, naturally deterring ghosts from approaching. Conversely, those who are sickly and weak...
Ghosts love to seduce timid people who are always sighing and complaining.
Qin Chuan glanced at the skills on the panel again: "Fierce and Evil Spirit" is an active skill that doubles the effect on souls; "Ghosts Fear Evil People" is a passive skill that keeps ghosts away.
One offensive, one defensive; one proactive, one reactive—it's quite comprehensive.
Next time I encounter something like the one in today's dream, at least I won't have to rely entirely on Tiger Roar to fight it head-on.
However, this profession specializes in dealing with spirits and ghosts; to deal with living people, one still needs to rely on their own martial arts skills.
Qin Chuan closed his eyes for a while.
I mentally went through everything that happened tonight: entering the dream, transforming into a tiger, fighting, advancing...
Every step was fraught with danger; a single misstep and we wouldn't be here, safely leaning against each other.
Thankfully, that thing died, my profession advanced, and I now have a way to counter the methods in my dreams.
Qin Chuanchuan still felt there were some things he didn't understand: where did this thing come from, and why did it enter his dream?
Was she instructed by someone, or did she come on her own initiative? Does she have someone backing her? Will there be retaliation?
After thinking for a long time, Qin Chuan shook his head, still unable to come up with any clues, and had no choice but to put it aside for the time being.
There's no point in forcing yourself to figure things out; it's better to put them aside for now.
Qin Chuan then looked out the window. It was around dawn, and there wasn't much time left before daybreak.
Too lazy to sleep any longer, he simply got dressed, tiptoed through the door, and went into the yard.
Qin Chuan took a deep breath, and the cool air filled his body, making him feel more awake.
He stretched his wrists and ankles, found a flat spot, spread his feet apart, lowered his waist and hips, and firmly planted himself in a Guiyuan stance.
Before dawn, as the moonlight faded, he was all alone in the courtyard.
Qin Chuan closed his eyes and began to recall the scenes in his dream where he fought with the female ghost.
Immediately afterwards, he moved his hand and began to perform the Five Elements and Twelve Forms.
First comes the tiger form, with palms like claws, a bow stance and a lowered waist, each pounce carrying a savage force. Then comes the deer form, where the body becomes light and agile, with light and quick steps. Finally, it becomes the bear form, where the body sinks, the feet stomp, the arms wrap around as if embracing a large tree, and the steps are heavy and solid.
After completing the three forms of tiger, deer, and bear, Qin Chuan stood still, a thin layer of sweat already seeping from his forehead.
He could clearly feel that his proficiency with these three forms had improved considerably. Although it was not as good as the "sudden flash of inspiration" he experienced in his dream, it was still a significant improvement compared to before.
This also proves that the training and combat experience in dreams are indeed useful.
Thinking of this, Qin Chuan recalled the scene where he transformed into a fierce tiger with piercing eyes and a white forehead, especially the final state where "form, intention, and momentum" were unified.
He stood there, carefully recalling his feelings at that time, bit by bit.
Then, without realizing it, I adjusted my posture, my back arched slightly, my center of gravity was lower than usual, my breathing became heavy and long, and I entered a strange state.
In the side room next door, Liu Ding was awakened by the noise in the courtyard.
He glanced at it, intending to continue sleeping, but he vaguely heard rhythmic punches and heavy footsteps outside. He couldn't help but mutter, "This kid's gone mad. Why is he practicing boxing in the middle of the night instead of sleeping?" Then he put on an outer robe, pushed open the door, and went out to take a look.
Qin Chuan stood in the center of the courtyard, maintaining the tiger-shaped starting stance, motionless, like a sculpture.
Liu Ding was about to make a joke when his gaze fell on Qin Chuan, but the words caught in his throat.
Something's not right here.
The kid was standing in the tiger stance, but the feeling Qin Chuanchuan was emanating today felt strangely familiar to him. Then Liu Ding recalled that he had seen this familiar feeling with the martial arts master who taught him the Five Forms and Twelve Styles.
That was when he had just learned the Tiger Form. Once, the martial arts master personally demonstrated the essence of the Tiger Form to him, and that's how it felt.
At the time, Liu Ding felt as if a fierce tiger was standing in front of him, which scared him so much that his legs went weak and he almost turned around and ran away. So much time has passed that he had almost forgotten about it, but unexpectedly, today, he had that feeling again with Qin Chuan.
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