135: Chapter 135 You like purification? Then I'll give you all of it.
Su Yun vanished from the classroom.
He didn't return to his home in Linhai City.
He also didn't go looking for Su Jianguo or Lin Wanqing.
He didn't even go find a place to eat right away.
For Su Yun, this was already a very rare occurrence.
After all, under normal circumstances, the most important thing after skipping class should generally be solving the dinner problem first.
But this time was different.
A door had appeared within his body.
A door that, in the truest sense, had just been pushed open.
After the Yin-Yang Spirit Awakening Seed melted inside his body, that power didn't spread bit by bit along his Meridians like it did for ordinary Awakened.
It was more like a key.
A gentle twist.
Click.
Something that had originally been sleeping deep within his Soul was opened.
Space.
No longer emptiness.
No longer distance.
No longer the uncrossable void between "here" and "there."
In Su Yun's perception, everything around him had changed.
The world was like a curtain stitched together by countless thin threads.
Every thread could be unraveled.
Every node could be shifted.
Every inch of space felt like building blocks that he could casually fold, tear apart, and piece together.
When his vision focused again.
He was standing on a strange, desolate wilderness.
The sky was gray and hazy.
All around were withered weeds.
The wind swept over the tips of the grass, carrying a hint of the smell of soil and rotting leaves.
There were no roads.
No people.
And no cameras, Investigation Bureau, Saintess, Invigilator, or Gu Lang who might poke his head in from outside the window at any moment.
Su Yun was very satisfied with this environment.
Quiet.
Suitable for researching new skills.
And also suitable for temporarily hiding from those two people who almost turned the classroom into a slaughterhouse.
He raised his hand.
The air flowed at his fingertips.
It wasn't wind.
It was the subtle vibration of space itself.
That feeling was wonderful.
It was like a finger gently pressing on the surface of water, where ripples would spread because of his movement.
But this time, it wasn't ripples of water that spread.
It was the structure of the world.
"So this is Space Type."
Su Yun whispered to himself.
That teleportation in the classroom was just instinct.
Just like a person who had just learned to walk and suddenly took a step forward.
As for how to walk more steadily, how to run, how to jump, or how to casually pull the floor out from under someone's feet.
These all still needed testing.
Su Yun looked at a large rock not far away.
The rock was half-buried in the wild grass, with greenish-black moss on its surface, looking very sturdy.
It was quite suitable as experimental Materials.
His mind stirred slightly.
He swiped his finger gently.
Swoosh!!
The air in front of the rock split open into a thin, long black line.
That black line was very thin.
As thin as a strand of hair.
Yet it was extremely dark, as if even light had been severed.
The moment the rock approached it, it was split directly down the middle.
The cut surface was as smooth as a mirror.
"Space Cutting."
Su Yun nodded.
This move was not bad.
It was indeed more useful than a knife for killing.
Knives get dull.
Space does not.
And normal defenses block the attack, not the location where one is standing.
If he encountered those types who liked to put up shields and act like experts in the future, it should give them a little surprise.
Su Yun raised his hand again and made a grasping motion in mid-air.
This time, he didn't cut space.
Instead, he forcibly kneaded dozens of spatial threads around him together.
Transparent ripples intertwined with each other.
One circle.
Two circles.
Three circles.
Soon, a vortex the size of a basketball appeared in front of him.
The center of the vortex had no color.
But looking at it for a long time made one instinctively feel a tingling sensation on their scalp.
It wasn't a void.
It was a mass of disturbed spatial turbulence.
Su Yun threw the half-rock he had just cut into it.
The rock just touched the edge of the vortex.
The next second, a speck of dust so fine it was almost invisible floated out from the edge of the vortex.
That half-rock had been ground into dust in the truest sense.
Not even a slightly larger particle remained.
"Spatial Turbulence."
Su Yun thought thoughtfully.
"Suitable for destroying evidence."
He was also very satisfied with this skill.
Although saying it out loud didn't sound like the kind of thought a newly Awakened high school student should have.
But the skill itself wasn't wrong.
What was wrong were the enemies who might need to be disposed of in the future.
Next, Su Yun pondered a very realistic problem.
He went out often.
He might encounter a lot of loot in the future.
Strange Tales cores, forbidden items, offerings, snacks, mobile phones, and homework he occasionally didn't want to carry.
He couldn't always carry them in his hands.
As the dignified The Rancher, running around the streets carrying a pile of things was somewhat undignified.
"Storage space, Semi-King rank Space Type should also be able to do it."
Su Yun closed his eyes.
This time, he didn't mobilize cutting, nor distortion.
But folding.
He found an extremely stable spatial node three feet in front of him.
Then he used spiritual energy to gently pry that node open.
Compressing inward.
Isolating outward.
Then sealing the edges layer by layer with spatial threads.
This process was much more troublesome than cutting.
Cutting only required destruction.
Folding, however, required construction.
Just like how cutting down a tree is easy, but making a cabinet is hard.
Five seconds later.
A hidden space of about one cubic meter was formed.
It was attached to the main space, but didn't completely belong to the main space.
Except for Su Yun, no one could see it.
And no one could touch it.
Su Yun took out his phone and tossed it casually.
The phone vanished in mid-air.
With a thought.
The phone returned to his palm.
The screen was still on.
The signal hadn't even cut off.
Su Yun looked at the phone and couldn't help but nod.
"Low-spec version of a spatial ring."
"I can expand it further once I'm more skilled later."
Not bad.
This saved money on buying a school bag.
And if the Homeroom Teacher checked homework in the future, he could also state very naturally.
"The homework isn't in my school bag."
"It's in another dimension."
As for whether the teacher believes it or not, that's the teacher's problem.
Teleportation.
Cutting.
Turbulence.
Storage.
Semi-King rank spatial authority, it was unreasonably useful.
More importantly, the traces displayed by these abilities were all pure human Awakening fluctuations.
At least from the outside, that was the case.
This was equivalent to adding another layer of a very reasonable, yet very outrageous shell to Su Yun's original identity as an "ordinary high school student."
Ordinary?
Not ordinary.
But at least he could now say with confidence that he was an Awakened.
Su Yun looked into the distance.
At the end of the wilderness, the gray canopy of the sky pressed down very low.
He suddenly wanted to try teleporting a bit further.
Coming out of the classroom earlier was to find some peace and quiet.
Now, he wanted to see just how far he could go.
"Long-distance teleportation."
Su Yun said softly.
He didn't set specific coordinates.
Because he hadn't learned how to mark precise latitude and longitude on Earth yet.
Nor did he have any coordinate inscriptions for a sanctuary teleportation array.
He just followed the perception of the Law of space and randomly found an extremely distant spatial node.
That node was very far away.
So far that a normal Awakened would have to cross national borders, mountains, rivers, restricted areas, and countless monitoring Systems.
But for Su Yun, it was just another wrinkle on the curtain of space.
He took a step forward.
This step crossed over.
The wilderness vanished.
The sound of the wind vanished.
The gray, hazy sky also vanished.
The next second.
Su Yun appeared beside a wide river.
The river water was yellowish-brown.
Floating on the water were the corpses of unidentified animals, large amounts of white foam, and some garlands that had already rotted from soaking.
Both sides of the riverbank were shrouded in smoke and mist.
In the distance, one could vaguely see ancient stone steps, low buildings, and large crowds of people kneeling on the ground.
The air was filled with an indescribable smell.
Like spices, ash, rotting water weeds, livestock manure, and something that had been fermenting for a long time, all mixed together and then stewed under the sun for three days and three nights.
Su Yun's expression stiffened for a moment.
He immediately mobilized a spatial barrier to isolate the air circulation in front of his nose.
It was fresh.
The world finally became breathable again.
"What kind of hellhole is this?"
Su Yun looked around.
Soon, he saw those kneeling people on the riverbank.
They were wearing robes and headscarves with strong regional characteristics, with red, white, or yellow markings painted on their foreheads.
Some people had their hands clasped together.
Some people were banging their foreheads hard against the muddy ground.
And some were holding bronze basins, as if waiting for some kind of miracle.
The look in their eyes as they gazed at the river didn't look like fear.
It was more like fanaticism.
Su Yun couldn't understand the language they were chanting.
But he could tell that this place wasn't quite right.
To be precise.
From the water quality to the air, and then to the mental state of these people, nothing here was normal.
Just then.
The ground suddenly shook violently.
Rumble!!
The river water in the distance churned madly.
It wasn't ordinary waves.
But the entire wide river was, at this moment, cut off by some indescribable, terrifying power.
The rushing yellowish-brown water was forced to backflow onto both banks.
In the center of the riverbed.
Mud bulged.
Corpses churned.
Countless bubbles burst as if boiling.
The next second, a behemoth rose from the bottom of the riverbed.
It didn't crawl out.
It was a literal creation of a mountain out of thin air.
A massive mountain piled up from yellowish-brown viscous matter, animal corpses, rotting silt, and distorted flesh, blocking out the sky.
It was hundreds of meters high.
No eyes.
No limbs.
The entire body was like a writhing abyss.
Every time it heaved, a large amount of foul-smelling mud would slide off it.
What was even more terrifying was that what it emitted wasn't just a simple stench.
But a Semi-King rank pollution pressure.
Faith.
Filth.
Life distortion.
Group fanaticism.
These chaotic rules were forcibly kneaded into an indescribable lump.
Su Yun fell silent.
He now regretted not learning coordinate positioning first.
This random teleportation was indeed a bit far.
And a bit smelly too.
After seeing that huge mud mountain, the fanatics on the riverbank didn't run away; instead, they knocked their heads even harder.
Some wailed.
Some laughed.
Some raised their hands high, letting out shouts that were almost screeching.
"Shiva!"
"The Holy River manifests!"
"The gift of the Mother of Sacred Cows!"
Su Yun couldn't understand the full content.
But he roughly understood two words.
Holy.
Gift.
He looked at the strange pool that kept dripping mud.
And then looked at the people kneeling all over the ground.
"Your understanding of a gift is quite tolerant."
Su Yun commented.
Just then, that Semi-King rank Strange Tales noticed Su Yun.
It had no facial features.
But it was as if some instinct had discovered an outsider who had suddenly intruded.
The massive body trembled violently.
The entire mud mountain turned toward the direction where Su Yun was.
The next second.
It condensed a yellowish-brown mud tentacle over a hundred meters long from its body.
The tentacle was hung with bones, garlands, rotting fur, and densely packed distorted eyeballs.
Carrying the power of a landslide, it slammed down fiercely toward the riverbank where Su Yun was!
Boom!!
The blow landed, as if a magnitude-10 earthquake had erupted.
The riverbank in front of Su Yun collapsed instantly.
The ground cracked into an abyssal fissure hundreds of meters long.
The violent mudslide, mixed with shockwaves, razed the surrounding trees, stone steps, and low buildings to the ground.
Countless fanatics were blown away by the airwaves.
Yet some were still lying in the mud, continuing to chant praises in their mouths.
Su Yun stood where he was.
The ground under his feet was completely intact.
He raised his right hand and splayed his five fingers.
An invisible Space Type barrier blocked the hundred-meter tentacle tightly.
A massive force slammed into the barrier.
The surrounding space emitted an unbearable creaking sound.
The air was compressed into visible white shockwaves that rippled outward in circles.
Su Yun's eyes turned slightly cold.
"You certainly have some strength."
"It's a pity that you're too disgusting."
He clenched his five fingers abruptly.
Crack!
The Strange Tales tentacle and the space surrounding it collapsed instantly.
This was not a single cutting line.
It was thousands of chaotic spatial currents twisting simultaneously.
They formed a massive spatial meat grinder with a diameter of several hundred meters in mid-air.
That mountain-like, massive sludge body had no power to resist against the spatial shredding.
In less than three seconds.
The massive body was shredded into cell-level debris that filled the sky.
Yellow-brown mud rained down like a torrential downpour.
The foul pollution was torn apart by the chaotic spatial currents, emitting a teeth-grinding screech.
However, the horror of the Semi-King rank Strange Tales was fully revealed at this moment.
Those fragments did not dissipate.
On the contrary, they erupted with immense vitality.
"Roar!!"
A low growl that struck directly at the Soul emanated from countless fragments simultaneously.
The shredded yellow-brown viscous matter squirmed rapidly.
They adhered to one another.
They devoured one another.
They recombined with one another.
At the same time, like a giant black hole, it frantically sucked in the severed river water, the mud on both banks, and the corpses that had already been polluted and distorted.
In the blink of an eye.
A muddy behemoth, nearly a thousand meters tall and thirty percent larger than before, took shape once again.
Its body was even more bloated.
The pollution was even more concentrated.
That Semi-King rank pressure pressed directly in all directions, and the surviving living people on the riverbank began to undergo distortion.
Someone's arm turned into a cow's hoof.
Someone grew a rotting wreath on their back.
Someone opened their mouth to spit out yellow-brown mud, yet they were still fanatically shouting about miracles.
Su Yun frowned.
"It can instantly recombine even after being shredded by space."
"Is it immortality?"
Ordinary physical cutting, even when combined with the Space Type attribute, truly cannot kill this kind of Strange Tales that lacks a fixed physical entity and relies on faith and pollution to sustain itself.
As long as the core remains.
As long as the faith and filth remain.
It can continue to recombine.
Inside Su Yun, the Strange Tales core of the "Lord of Blind Idiot God" vibrated slightly.
It was expressing a desire to devour.
A Semi-King rank Strange Tales.
The weight was substantial.
The Law was also rare enough.
If this were a core like the Mirage of the Sea Kingdom, Su Yun probably would have started eating already.
But this time, he rarely suppressed that urge to devour.
Because he really didn't want to eat shit.
This was his bottom line.
"Since it can't be killed by cutting from the outside, then I'll cut from the inside."
Su Yun couldn't be bothered to waste any more time with this huge mountain of sludge.
His eyes narrowed slightly.
The Semi-King rank Space Type Law pierced directly through the thousand-meter-high sludge shell of the Strange Tales.
One layer.
Two layers.
Three layers.
Countless foul-smelling Laws attempted to block his perception, but they were directly bypassed by the spatial authority.
Very quickly.
Su Yun precisely locked onto the core hidden in the deepest part of the Strange Tales' body.
It was a yellow-brown core.
Its surface was covered with strange patterns.
Inside it churned chaotic faith, filthy vitality, and nearly insane distortion Laws.
Su Yun grabbed at the void with his right hand.
"Detach."
Hum!!
The space inside the Strange Tales was forcibly folded.
The small piece of space where the core was located was dug out directly from deep within its body.
The next second.
That yellow-brown core appeared in front of Su Yun.
After losing the maintenance of the core.
The thousand-meter muddy behemoth, which had just finished recombining and possessed overwhelming power, instantly lost all support for its power.
Splash!
Like a melting snow mountain.
Thousands of tons of foul-smelling sludge collapsed with a roar, crashing back into the river.
Yellow-brown mud waves swept across both banks.
A large number of fanatics screamed and fled.
There were also some people kneeling in the mud, still trying to reach out to touch the so-called "miracle."
Su Yun stood in place.
The Space Type barrier isolated all sludge and odors.
In front of him, only that Strange Tales core remained, suspended in mid-air.
Su Yun waved his hand casually, preparing to open a spatial rift to destroy this thing directly.
Just at this moment.
"Stop!"
A violent shout came from afar.
The voice used English.
But it carried a very heavy accent.
Su Yun stopped his actions and turned to look.
A bald man descended from the sky.
He was wearing an earth-yellow robe, with red horizontal stripes painted on his forehead, and a string of large bone beads hanging around his neck.
His whole body radiated strong spiritual energy fluctuations.
An S-rank Awakened.
After the bald man landed, his first glance was not at Su Yun.
But staring fixedly at the yellow-brown core in mid-air.
His eyeballs were almost popping out.
That look didn't seem like he was looking at a Strange Tales core.
It was more like he was looking at a path to a divine throne.
Subsequently, he turned his head abruptly and pointed angrily at Su Yun.
"You!"
"Heretic!"
"What have you done!"
Su Yun looked at him.
"Killed a Strange Tales."
"What's the matter?"
The bald man was trembling with rage.
"That is a holy relic!"
"That is a Semi-King rank miracle bestowed upon us by the Mother of the Holy Cow!"
Su Yun looked at the sludge still bubbling on the ground, and then looked at that core.
"You call this pile of stuff a miracle?"
"Shut up!"
The bald man roared.
"You don't understand our great cultivation method!"
"As long as we absorb the essence of the holy relic, we can purify our body and mind, break through to S-rank, and touch the Domain of the King!"
Su Yun fell silent.
He scrutinized this bald man seriously.
Then he asked very sincerely.
"You rely on eating this to get stronger?"
The bald man's face flushed red instantly.
"That is not eating!"
"That is purification!"
"That is baptism!"
"It is the necessary path for a Mortal to reach divinity!"
Su Yun nodded.
Understood.
Just changed the phrasing.
The essence is still eating.
The bald man seemed to be completely enraged by Su Yun's gaze.
He pressed his palms together, and a giant three-faced deity phantom suddenly rose behind him.
The phantom had three faces.
One compassionate.
One angry.
One indifferent.
But between the brows of all three faces, the same yellow-brown, filthy spiritual light flowed.
The S-rank spiritual energy erupted completely.
The river water churned violently.
The fanatics around knelt down again, shouting towards the bald man.
"High Priest!"
"Guardian of the Holy River!"
"Punish the heretic!"
The bald man's aura climbed to the extreme, staring fixedly at Su Yun.
"Hand over the holy relic core!"
"And use your blood to appease the anger of the Holy River!"
As the words fell.
He punched out.
The three-faced deity phantom behind him also followed with the same action.
The giant fist, carrying S-rank spiritual energy and filthy faith, smashed fiercely towards Su Yun.
Su Yun stood in place, not even moving his feet.
He didn't even raise his hand.
He looked at that bald man and only found it a bit laughable.
An S-rank.
A person who cultivated to S-rank by relying on this kind of thing.
Dares to make a move against a Semi-King?
A Space Type barrier stood silently in front of Su Yun.
Boom!
The deity phantom's fist smashed fiercely against the barrier.
The barrier did not move an inch.
Instead, the rebounding force surged back along the phantom's arm.
Crack!
The bald man's right arm twisted on the spot.
The bones shattered inch by inch.
He screamed, and his whole body flew backward, crashing heavily into the mud on the riverbank.
The shouting of the surrounding fanatics stopped abruptly.
They did not understand.
How could the High Priest lose.
They understood even less why an outsider who looked excessively young had blocked a punch from the deity phantom without even moving.
Su Yun walked forward.
Looking down at the bald man.
The bald man was full of terror, coughing up a mouthful of blood.
"You... you are not S-rank..."
"You are..."
Su Yun did not answer this question.
Because if he wasn't a Semi-King rank, how could he have killed that Semi-King rank Strange Tales?
To be able to ask such a question, it seems he really does perform purification often.
He moved his mind.
The yellow-brown core in mid-air flew over and hovered in front of the bald man's face.
The rich stench rushed directly into the opponent's nasal cavity.
The bald man was clearly trembling with fear.
But when looking at the core, his eyes still revealed an undisguised greed.
Su Yun captured this emotion.
So he asked.
"You just said, this thing is the essence for you to get stronger?"
The bald man swallowed his saliva.
"Yes..."
Su Yun nodded.
"Alright."
"Since you like it so much, I'll give it all to you."
The bald man's expression changed suddenly.
He suddenly realized something was wrong.
"No!!"
But it was already too late.
Su Yun pointed with his right hand.
That yellow-brown core disintegrated instantly.
The Semi-King rank Strange Tales core turned into a large mass of viscous liquid.
The pollution, faith, and distorted vitality inside were all forcibly compressed to the extreme by the spatial power.
The next second.
That mass of liquid, wrapped in a Space Type barrier, was poured directly into the bald man's mouth.
"Gulp!"
The bald man was forced to swallow it.
In an instant.
His eyes widened to the limit.
All the spiritual energy patterns on his body lit up simultaneously, and then shattered simultaneously.
How could the pollution of a Semi-King rank Strange Tales be something an S-rank could digest?
His so-called purification method, in front of a true Semi-King rank core, was as fragile as a piece of paper soaked and rotted by water.
Su Yun turned and left.
He tore open a spatial rift.
Before stepping in, the heart-wrenching coughing sound of the bald man came from behind.
Following that was the roar of spiritual energy losing control and exploding.
Boom!
A yellow-brown beam of light shot into the sky.
The riverbank shook again.
The fanatics in the distance screamed and fled in all directions.
Su Yun did not look back.
He was not surprised by this result.
Like purification.
Then purify a bit more thoroughly.
After crossing the rift.
Su Yun returned to the territory of Great Xia again.
This time he learned his lesson.
He did not pick any more spatial nodes with strange auras at random.
Instead, following the direction of Great Xia, he chose a remote mountain peak.
After his vision stabilized.
He stood on the mountaintop.
The mountain wind blew past, bringing the fresh scent of green grass, pine needles, and soil.
The mountains in the distance stretched continuously.
The setting sun hung on the horizon, gilding the clouds with a layer of pale gold.
Su Yun took a deep breath.
Finally comfortable.
"The air at home is still better."
He stretched.
That trip just now, although the smell wasn't great, there were still gains.
At least he confirmed a few things.
First, the Space Type is indeed very useful.
Second, below the Semi-King rank, it is hard to encounter him.
Third, long-distance teleportation requires learning coordinates.
Fourth, some Strange Tales cores, even if they can be eaten, cannot be eaten.
Su Yun was just about to go home.
In the storage space he had just created, his phone suddenly vibrated.
Hum!!
Su Yun reached out and grabbed.
The phone fell from the hidden space into his palm.
The screen was lit up.
Caller ID: Sister.