Chapter 00219: Yellow Flower Kill
# Yellow Flower Kill
Chapter 219
Novel: After the Myth
Chapter 219: Yellow Flower Kill
When the star mountain in his dantian fully took shape, resembling a towering peak in a landscape painting, Ding Huan opened his eyes.
He had broken through the Star Cloud Realm and entered a completely new realm.
Ding Huan was well aware of how he had reached this realm and where he was headed.
When the star mountains in his dantian formed once again, it would be the moment he stepped into the next realm.
He could already see his next realm—a Great Dao Star would form.
For now, the transition from the Star Cloud Realm to the Star Mountain Realm was preparation for the future formation of that star.
From now on, this would be known as the Star Nurturing Realm.
His Star Nurturing Realm was equivalent to the True Core Realm of cultivators in this universe.
Once his Great Dao Star solidified, it would be comparable to the Soul Formation Realm.
Ding Huan grasped his Farewell Spear, and with a casual flick of his wrist, the spear stirred up a violent killing aura.
If he were to face Gong Hua now, why would he need to set up any trapping or killing formations? He wouldn’t even need the gene poison mist.
*Crack!* A large boulder in the distance was shattered into pieces by Ding Huan’s casual spear strike.
Ding Huan was stunned.
The way the boulder had shattered was strange.
First, a vortex of crushed stone formed in the center, and then, under the spear’s killing aura, it disintegrated completely.
This was because his divine sense had followed the spear’s killing aura.
Originally, he had intended to observe the subtle changes in the spear’s strike, but inadvertently, he had created this effect.
The vortex wasn’t caused by the spear’s killing aura—it was his divine sense that had created it.
His divine sense had been immersed in the cosmic vortex, comprehending his Great Universe Technique.
Unconsciously, his divine sense had also taken on the killing aura of the cosmic vortex.
While others’ divine senses couldn’t last even a breath in such a vortex, his had endured for over ten days.
His divine sense had been tempered by the cosmic vortex, and as a result, it had gained a unique killing aura.
If his divine sense hadn’t developed this aura, it would have been torn apart by the vortex long ago.
This was a powerful weapon! Ding Huan’s heart raced with excitement.
If he unleashed this vortex killing aura during a battle, he could directly dismantle his opponent’s killing aura domain or even their magical techniques.
With this in mind, Ding Huan’s spear struck another boulder.
This time, he didn’t use the divine sense vortex.
The killing aura from the Farewell Spear easily reduced the boulder to rubble.
Then, Ding Huan unleashed the vortex killing aura with his divine sense, and the Farewell Spear struck a third boulder.
*Crack!* The boulder shattered, just like the first one.
A vortex of crushed stone formed in the center before the boulder split apart.
So that’s how it worked.
Ding Huan realized he had been too close to the situation to fully grasp the power of his divine sense vortex.
This could be considered a self-created technique, couldn’t it?
In battle, suddenly unleashing a divine sense vortex could dismantle an opponent’s techniques and killing aura domain.
Taking advantage of their momentary weakness, he could easily finish them off.
From now on, this technique would be called...
Yellow Flower Kill.
Ding Huan was quite pleased with his creativity.
The name "Yellow Flower" came to him because the word "sense" in "sense kill" reminded him of a line from a poem: "The curtain rolls up the west wind, and the person is thinner than the yellow flower."
Although "sense" and "curtain wind" had nothing to do with each other, Ding Huan had forcibly connected them for the sake of the name.
The Yellow Flower Kill was effective, but the stronger the opponent’s techniques or killing aura domain, the more divine sense it would consume.
This ultimate move had to be saved for critical moments.
"Fellow Daoist Ding, congratulations on mastering your divine technique."
Ji Xinting’s voice reached Ding Huan through divine sense.
Clearly, Ji Xinting had witnessed Ding Huan’s creation of the technique.
Though he didn’t know exactly what technique Ding Huan had created, he could sense it was extraordinary.
Ding Huan was in a good mood, and since he was certain Ji Xinting couldn’t harm him now, he cupped his hands and said, "Thank you, Fellow Daoist Ji. Last time, you tried to ambush me first, and I took your things afterward. Let’s consider our debts settled."
Ji Xinting was, after all, the strongest cultivator in the Third Heaven Star Continent.
Since he was showing goodwill, Ding Huan saw no reason to antagonize him.
Besides, he hadn’t suffered any losses in his dealings with Ji Xinting.
"Fellow Daoist Ding, there is something I genuinely need your help with," Ji Xinting said, his voice transmitted through divine sense.
He was pinned in place by the Flying Smoke Sword and couldn’t move.
"Fellow Daoist Ji, I know my limits. If you’re asking me to go to the Ascension Realm and notify the Desolate God Sect to come rescue you, I can’t do that right now. Maybe someday, when I’m strong enough, I can deliver a message for you."
Ding Huan was being honest.
Even if he could go to the Ascension Realm, he wouldn’t deliver such a message.
It would only bring him trouble.
Ji Xinting chuckled self-deprecatingly.
"The Desolate God Sect? If they knew my current state, they’d probably come here to kill me themselves. So, when I say thank you, I’m not trying to flatter you—I truly mean it."
Ding Huan remained silent, simply watching Ji Xinting.
He knew there was more to come.
For now, Ding Huan didn’t have the ability to claim the Hidden Sword Mountain as his own, but one day, he would.
To establish his own sect, he needed the Hidden Sword Mountain.
It was the perfect place to comprehend the Great Universe Technique.
As his cultivation improved, he would take control of the mountain, and his sect would flourish.
But to claim the Hidden Sword Mountain, he would have to face Ji Xinting directly.
At the very least, he needed to resolve the issue of Ji Xinting.
Otherwise, how could he take the mountain?
Ji Xinting’s tone became earnest.
"I have two options now. The first is to leave my soul and find someone to possess. The second is to find a top-tier heavenly treasure, like the Immortal Lotus Flower, to rebuild my body."
Ding Huan had long suspected that Ji Xinting’s body had been completely corroded by poison.
Even with the gene poison antidote, without the Great Universe Technique, he would have been reduced to nothing by the toxic mist in less than a month.
Ji Xinting had been here for years—perhaps even a century or two.
The fact that he was still alive was impressive.
"When you first came here, I did consider possessing you," Ji Xinting admitted.
Ding Huan wasn’t surprised.
Even now, if Ji Xinting tried to possess him, he wouldn’t be shocked.
Who else could come to this place? Ji Xinting would need an opportunity to possess someone else.
Now that Ding Huan had mastered the Great Universe Technique and formed the star mountain, even if Ji Xinting’s cultivation was higher, if he dared to try possessing Ding Huan, he would learn why flowers were so red.
Seeing Ding Huan remain silent, Ji Xinting transmitted a bitter laugh.
"I guessed you knew my intentions, which is why I fled the first time. This time, you’re clearly not afraid of me trying to possess you, which is why you’re staying to listen to me. Or perhaps, besides advancing your cultivation, you have other reasons for coming to the Hidden Sword Mountain."
Ding Huan sighed inwardly.
This old fox really was sharp.
"I’m not asking you to go out and bring someone to rescue me. I just need you to help me remove the Flying Smoke Sword. The sword will be yours—I won’t take it back."
Ding Huan gave Ji Xinting a half-smile.
"Old Ji, first of all, the Flying Smoke Sword may be on you, but it’s not yours—it’s pinning you down. If I can remove it, it’s naturally mine. Second, I know my limits—I can’t remove the sword right now. Third, if I save you, you’ll either try to possess me or someone else. Neither option appeals to me. And don’t tell me you have an Immortal Lotus Flower—I won’t believe it."
Ji Xinting was starting to understand Ding Huan.
He tried to make his transmission as trustworthy as possible.
"Fellow Daoist Ding, you should know that with your Great Dao, trying to possess you would be suicide. I know of a place where the Immortal Lotus Flower grows, but that’s irrelevant. I just want to know why you’re here. If I can help you, perhaps we can make a deal."
Ding Huan hesitated.
Before creating the Yellow Flower Kill, he wouldn’t have hesitated—he wouldn’t have even considered it.
But now, while he claimed he couldn’t remove the Flying Smoke Sword, he felt there was a glimmer of hope.
Seizing the moment, Ji Xinting continued, "Fellow Daoist Ding, the reason the Flying Smoke Sword has pinned me here is twofold. First, I opened the poison vein here. Second, I tried to force the Flying Smoke Sword to become my sword slave..."
Making a celestial sword into a sword slave? Ding Huan found it amusing.
No matter how strong Ji Xinting was, he had overestimated himself.
But what was this poison vein?
"What’s a poison vein?" Ding Huan asked.
Ji Xinting didn’t hide anything.
"A poison vein is similar to the spirit veins you’ve encountered, but it’s filled with endless amounts of natural toxins."
Ding Huan wondered if he could take this poison vein back and dump it where Elder He was in seclusion.
Ji Xinting, being the old fox he was, sensed Ding Huan’s hesitation and understood his thoughts.
"Fellow Daoist Ding, if you want the Hidden Sword Mountain, you can’t touch this poison vein."
Ding Huan was speechless.
This old man not only knew what he was thinking but also that he coveted the Hidden Sword Mountain.
Dealing with someone like this, would he end up being sold out?
"I want the toxic mist here. Do you have a way to collect it?" Ding Huan asked directly.
"Yes, I have a后天灵宝 (Houtian Spiritual Treasure) specifically for storing such things. I can give it to you to collect the toxic mist. But in addition to removing the Flying Smoke Sword, you’ll have to agree to one more thing."
Ji Xinting didn’t hesitate.
As if worried that Ding Huan was still wary of the Flying Smoke Sword, Ji Xinting added, "The Flying Smoke Sword is a celestial treasure that recognizes its master. The reason it’s pinned me here is that it refuses to acknowledge me as its master. But Fellow Daoist Ding, your Great Dao is incredibly powerful. Perhaps you can make the sword recognize you as its master. If it does, you’ll be able to remove it easily."
(End of Chapter)