[R18] The Patriarch of the Demonic Way (newly revised version) – Chapter 2 of “The Patriarch of the Demonic Way (Newly Revised Edition)” [English]

Chapter 2 Rebirth as the First

Wei Wuxian was kicked as soon as he opened his eyes.

A thunder exploded in my ears: “Why are you pretending to be dead?!”

He was kicked in the chest so hard that he almost vomited blood. The back of his head landed on the ground and he turned his back to the sky. He thought hazily: He is very courageous if he dares to kick this ancestor.

Wei Wuxian hadn’t heard a living voice speak for who knows how many years, and he was still yelling so loudly. He was dizzy, and a young male duck’s voice echoed in the buzzing ears: “I don’t even think about whose land you are living on, whose rice you are eating, and whose money you are spending! What happened to the few things you have? They should all be mine!”

Immediately afterwards, there were clanging sounds of boxes being rummaged through and cabinets being smashed to the ground.After a while, Wei Wuxian’s eyes gradually became clear. A dark roof appeared in his sight, and a face with an upside-down eyebrow and green eyes was spitting above him: “You still dare to file a complaint! Do you think I am really afraid that you will file a complaint? Do you think there is really someone in this family who will make decisions for you?”

Two strong men who looked like servants gathered around and said, “Sir, we’ve smashed them all!”

The boy with a male duck voice said: “Why so fast?”

The servant said: “This shabby house doesn’t have many things.”

The young boy with the duck voice was greatly satisfied. He turned to Wei Wuxian and wanted to poke his nose into his forehead with his index finger: “You have the guts to complain, who can you pretend to be dead now? It seems like no one cares about your scraps of copper and metal. I will smash them all for you. Let’s see what you will complain about in the future! How many years have you been to the Xianmen family? It’s amazing? You’re not being driven back like a lost dog!”

Wei Wuxian thought half-deadly:

I have been dead for many years and I am really not pretending.

Who is this?

Where is this??

When has he ever done anything like seizing a body???

This young man with a male duck voice also kicked and smashed the house. He was so angry that he walked out the door with two servants, slammed the door and shouted: “Keep him in jail, don’t let him come out and embarrass himself!”

The servants outside the door responded repeatedly.After the people had gone away and everything inside and outside the house became quiet, Wei Wuxian wanted to sit up, but his limbs refused to obey and he lay back down again.He had no choice but to turn over and continue to feel dizzy as he looked at the unfamiliar environment and the mess on the ground.

There was a thrown bronze mirror nearby. Wei Wuxian touched it and took a look. A surprisingly white face appeared in the mirror. Two bright red lumps were unevenly and asymmetrically placed on the left and right of the cheek. As long as a long bright red tongue stuck out, he would be like a hanged man.

Wei Wuxian threw away the mirror a little unacceptable, wiped his face, and wiped a hand of white powder.

Fortunately, this body was not born with a strange appearance, but only with a strange taste.A grown man actually covered his face with rouge, pink and pink, and the key was that it was so ugly.

Shocked by this, he regained some strength and finally sat up. Only then did he notice that there was a circular spell formation under him.The ring array was scarlet and irregular in shape. It seemed to have been drawn by hand using blood as a medium, and it was still wet and exuding a fishy smell. There were some twisted and crazy incantations painted on the array. A few of them were wiped away by He’s body, and the remaining graphics and words were filled with evil energy.After all, Wei Wuxian has been called the Supreme Evil Lord, the Patriarch of the Demonic Way, etc. for so many years. He naturally knows this kind of formation that is not a good thing at a glance.

he didn’t take someone else’s property – he was given someone else’s property!

The essence of “Sacrifice” is a curse. The caster of the formation uses a weapon to injure himself, cuts wounds on his body, draws formations and incantations with his own blood, sits in the center of the formation, sacrifices his body to the evil spirits and returns his soul to the earth, summons a heinous ghost and evil god, and prays to the evil spirits to fulfill his wishes.This is “offering one’s body” which is completely opposite to “taking one’s body”.They are both forbidden arts with a bad reputation, but the latter is not as practical and popular as the former. After all, few wishes are strong enough to make a living person willingly give everything he has, so few people practice them, and they have been almost lost over the past hundred years.There are only three or four examples recorded in ancient books that have been proven reliable over the past thousands of years. The wishes of these three or four people are all revenge, and the evil ghosts they summoned perfectly fulfilled their wishes in a cruel and bloody way.

Wei Wuxian was dissatisfied.

How come he is classified as a “heinous ghost and evil god”?

Although he has a relatively bad reputation and died in a very tragic manner, he did not commit evil or revenge. He dares to swear that there will never be a lonely ghost in heaven or on earth who is more kind and responsible than him!

But the tricky thing is that the sacrifice is based on the wish of the caster. Even if he is still dissatisfied… it means that the two parties have reached a contract. He must fulfill the wish of the caster, otherwise the curse will backfire, and the possessed soul will be destroyed, and he will never be reincarnated.

Wei Wuxian pulled off his belt and raised his hands to examine. Sure enough, both his wrists were covered with several hideous scars from sharp objects.Although the bleeding from the wounds had stopped, Wei Wuxian knew that these were no ordinary wounds. These wounds would not be able to heal unless the body owner fulfilled his wish.The longer it is delayed, the more serious it will be. If the time limit is exceeded, the body and soul of the person receiving this body will be torn apart alive.

Confirming again and again that it was correct, Wei Wuxian said ten times in his mind, “This is unreasonable!” and finally managed to stand up while holding on to the wall.

This room was large, but empty and shabby. The bed cover and quilt hadn’t been changed in an unknown number of days, and it exuded a musty smell.There was a bamboo basket in the corner, which was originally used to throw away trash. It had just been kicked down, and the dirt and waste paper rolled all over the floor.Wei Wuxian saw that there seemed to be ink marks on the ball of paper, so he picked one up and unfolded it. Sure enough, it was filled with densely written words.He hurriedly collected all the paper balls on the ground.

The words on this paper should be something the owner of this body wrote to vent when he was depressed.Some passages are incoherent and confusing, and anxiety and tension burst through the paper through the distorted handwriting.Wei Wuxian patiently looked at each one, and the more he looked at it, the more he felt that something was wrong.

After some guesswork, I roughly figured out some things.First of all, the name of the owner of this body is Mo Xuanyu, and the name of this place is Mojiazhuang.

Mo Xuanyu’s grandfather was a wealthy local family, but the family was sparse and had no children. After years of hard work, he only had two daughters.The names of the two daughters were not mentioned. Anyway, the eldest daughter was born to the wife of the main wife and her husband was her husband.Although the two girls were outstanding in appearance, they were the daughters of domestic slaves. Therefore, the Mo family originally planned to send her off to marry off, but she had another adventure. When she was sixteen, a master of the family passed by and fell in love with her at first sight. The two used Mojiazhuang as a place for private meetings. A year later, the second lady Mo gave birth to a son, Mo Xuanyu.

People in Mojiazhuang originally looked down upon this kind of thing, but people at that time worshiped immortals, and the Xuanmen family who cultivated immortality was regarded by the world as people favored by God, mysterious and noble.Not only is the Mo family proud of this, others are also extremely envious.

However, the good times did not last long. The head of the house was greedy for catching fresh wild food. After two years of eating it, he got tired of it and came less and less frequently.Mo Xuanyu has never been here since he was four years old.

In the past few years, Mojiazhuang’s tone has changed again. The original disdain and ridicule have returned, and disdainful pity has been added.Although Mrs. Mo Er was unwilling to give in, she firmly believed that the master would not turn a blind eye to his biological son.Sure enough, when Mo Xuanyu reached the age of fourteen, the head of the family sent many people to solemnly take the young man back.

Madam Mo Er raised her head again. Although she couldn’t follow him, she put aside her previous frustration and became elated. She proudly announced to everyone that her son would become the Taoist Immortal in the future and achieve great success and honor his ancestors.As a result, the people of Mojiazhuang started talking about it for the third time and their attitudes changed.

However, before Mo Xuanyu could succeed in cultivating immortality and inherit his father’s family business, he was driven back.

And he was driven back in an extremely ugly manner.Because Mo Xuanyu was a cut-off man and had the audacity to harass and pester his fellow sect members. This scandal was exposed in public, and coupled with his mediocre talent and lack of achievements in cultivation, there was no reason for him to continue to stay in the family.

To make matters worse, Mo Xuanyu was stimulated by some unknown source. After he came back, he went crazy, good and bad, and seemed to be frightened.

Seeing this, Wei Wuxian’s eyebrows twitched twice.

It’s just a broken sleeve, he’s still crazy.No wonder his face was painted like an old man, no wonder no one thought anything was wrong with such a large and bloody formation on the ground just now.I’m afraid that even if Mo Xuanyu covered the entire room with blood from the floor tiles to the walls to the roof, it wouldn’t be strange to others.Because everyone knows he is mentally ill!

After Mo Xuanyu returned to his hometown, he was ridiculed overwhelmingly. This time, it seemed that there was no room for change.Madam Mo Er could not bear this blow, and she choked to death with a breath of bad breath that could not be released from her chest.

At this time, Grandpa Mo Xuanyu passed away, and Mrs. Mo was in charge of the family.This Mrs. Mo probably has not been able to see her sister since she was a child, and she even looks down upon her sister’s illegitimate child.She has a single seedling, the one who came in to loot just now, named Mo Ziyuan.When Mo Xuanyu was picked up by Feng Fengguangguang, Madam Mo felt that she could somehow be related to the Immortal Sect, and hoped that the Immortal Sect envoy who came to pick him up would send Mo Ziyuan to cultivate as an immortal.Of course, he was rejected, or ignored.

nonsense.This is not a cabbage sale where you can bargain, buy one and get one free!

I don’t know where this family’s confidence comes from. They all have a strange idea. They firmly believe that Mo Ziyuan must have immortal bones and talents. If he had gone to He, he would have been appreciated by the immortal family and wouldn’t be as dissatisfied as his cousin.When Mo Xuanyu left, although Mo Ziyuan was still young, he had been repeatedly instilled with such unreasonable thoughts since he was a child, and he firmly believed in it. He caught Mo Xuanyu and humiliated him every two days, scolding him for taking away his path to immortality.Although Mo Xuanyu often suffers from mental illness, he also knows that he is being bullied. After enduring it again and again, Mo Ziyuan only intensifies it and almost empties the whole house.Mo Xuanyu finally couldn’t bear it anymore and went to his aunt and uncle to stammer a complaint.So, Mo Ziyuan came to the door today to make trouble.

The words on the paper were so small and dense that Wei Wuxian’s eyes hurt when he read them, wondering what kind of hell his mother was living.No wonder Mo Xuanyu would rather sacrifice his body than ask the evil ghost to avenge him.

After my eyeballs started to hurt, I started to have a headache.It stands to reason that when launching the formation, the caster must recite his wish silently in his heart. As the summoned evil spirit, Wei Wuxian should be able to hear his detailed requirements.But this forbidden technique is probably a fragment that Mo Xuanyu secretly excerpted from somewhere. He didn’t learn it completely and missed this step.Although Wei Wuxian guessed that he probably wanted to take revenge on the Mo family, but how to take revenge?To what extent?To take back what was taken away?Beat up Mo’s family?

Or… annihilate the family?

It’s probably the whole family that will be wiped out!After all, anyone who has been involved in the world of cultivation should know the words that are most commonly used to evaluate Wei Wuxian: ungrateful, heartless. Is there anyone who is more “fierce and evil” than he?Since I dare to call him by name, I will definitely not make any wish that can be easily dismissed.

Wei Wuxian said helplessly: “You have found the wrong person…”