Chapter 253: What’s the Deal with This Inactive Status?

“叮, congratulations on discovering the special constitution ‘Misfortune Poison Body’.”

“Misfortune Poison Body (Inactive): a body cursed with misfortune, destined for a tragic life.”

“In the Xuan Huang World, this is the only remaining constitution of its kind.”

Lin Fan held onto Yao Wuxie, his mind instantly stunned. For a transmigrator, not knowing about special constitutions was unthinkable, yet the current situation left Lin Fan feeling helpless. Those with special constitutions were usually unstoppable powerhouses, so why was Yao Wuxie such a tragic case?

Lin Fan couldn’t quite figure it out. Also, what did “Inactive” mean? Did it require activation?

Lin Fan always held great regard for talented individuals, but this situation caught him off guard. After all, he had no idea how to activate it either.

“Brother, what’s wrong? Did something happen? Please don’t tell me I’m terminally ill,” Yao Wuxie looked at Lin Fan with horror.

He could sense something ominous from Lin Fan’s strange expression.

“Nothing serious. I was just thinking about something. By the way, when did you start farting?” Lin Fan asked curiously.

Yao Wuxie’s face turned red, thinking Lin Fan still remembered the previous incident. He replied somewhat embarrassedly, “Well, it’s not really a secret. I started farting when I was five years old. But brother, back then my farts weren’t this powerful. It’s only been in recent years that each fart tends to cause minor incidents.”

“Hasn’t anyone diagnosed you?” Lin Fan asked.

“They have! The most famous divine physician in the Dongling Continent examined me, but couldn’t find the cause. However, I’ve gotten used to it. Although I fart frequently, I’ve never been sick in my entire life,” Yao Wuxie chuckled.

Lin Fan nodded thoughtfully. He now had a theory, though he wasn’t sure if it was true. Although the Misfortune Poison Body wasn’t activated, it seemed to provide great benefits to Yao Wuxie.

While it brought misfortune, each fart might be cleansing impurities from his body – something extremely rare and valuable. Even experts at the Great Heaven Stage couldn’t claim to have no impurities in their bodies.

Body impurities were innate to every person. The only way to remove them was through personal effort.

Complete purification was practically a dream.

“Brother, rest well today. Tomorrow I’ll take you around the city. Don’t worry, with me, Yao Wuxie, around, no one will dare bully you,” said Yao Wuxie as he patted Lin Fan’s shoulder and turned to leave.

Yao Wuxie touched his face, which still hurt, though he’d grown accustomed to the pain over the years.

Watching Yao Wuxie leave, Lin Fan pondered deeply.

How exactly should one activate a special constitution?

If an ordinary fart could be deadly even before activation, what would happen after it was activated?

Thinking back to the previous incident, Lin Fan felt a chill. If not for his incredibly strong physical body, he might have actually been blown to death by a fart.

…

In a secret chamber of the Yao family.

“Ancestor, many sects have come to the city recently. It seems something in the Sea-Burial Demon Land has drawn their attention,” said a middle-aged man kneeling before an elderly figure.

Inside the chamber, the old man wore a green robe, his eyes slightly closed. Mysterious chains of rules coiled around his body, extending into the void before reappearing from another side. The old man was constantly refining these chains of rules.

“The Sea-Burial Demon Land is a mysterious place, and Burial-Demon City was built specifically for it. Hundreds of years have passed without any success. Well then, let these forces pave the way for us. Give orders – no one from our clan is to cause any trouble during this period,” said the old man sitting on the stone platform.

“Yes, Ancestor,” the middle-aged man nodded in agreement.

After the middle-aged man left, the Ancestor slightly opened his eyes, as if seeing through layers of void, taking in everything in Burial-Demon City.

Then, a faint smile appeared on his withered face. He slightly raised his hand, and half a map floated slowly before him.

“What exactly is the Eternal Secret?” he sighed, sounding somewhat helpless. Then gradually, countless chains of rules, like spiritual snakes, covered the secret chamber. The Ancestor’s figure merged into them, continuing to comprehend the rules.

The next day.

Yao Wuxie, with his previously bruised face now restored, clearly showed the effectiveness of his medicine, had returned to his original appearance.

“Brother, let’s go. I’ll take you out for a walk,” Yao Wuxie knocked on Lin Fan’s door early in the morning.

After thinking all night without figuring out how to activate the constitution, Lin Fan gave up. His purpose for coming to Burial-Demon City was the Sea-Burial Demon Abyss.

As for this somewhat clueless Yao Wuxie, Lin Fan could see that aside from harboring deep humiliation inside, everything else seemed fine.

“Alright, but I don’t have any money,” Lin Fan said.

Upon hearing this, Yao Wuxie looked embarrassed, then patted his bulging waist pouch, “Money? Brother has plenty. Let’s go.”

Lin Fan smiled and followed Yao Wuxie out of the Yao residence.

He took the opportunity to observe where Yao Wuxie lived. Although the residence was large, it was clearly located away from the core area of the Yao family.

Lin Fan understood why Yao Wuxie wasn’t favored, but he was still financially well-off aside from being bullied. This showed the uniqueness of the Yao family.

Even if Yao Wuxie wasn’t favored, his daily expenses were still abundant.

In such a large family, each disciple of the direct bloodline represented the family. If they lived in excessive misery, it would bring disgrace.

Lin Fan had also become familiar with Yao Wuxie’s three henchmen.

Da Ha, Er Ha, and San Ha.

These three had faces that seemed to invite mockery, but their loyalty to Yao Wuxie was genuine, evident from their eyes.

Lin Fan learned that their fathers were all servants of the Yao family, and the three had grown up with Yao Wuxie since childhood, developing a close relationship.

What puzzled Lin Fan was that all three of them had cultivation at the Initial Divine Stage.

This made Lin Fan somewhat suspicious. Had servants become this powerful nowadays?

“Brother Wuxie, your clothes are quite unique,” people avoided Yao Wuxie wherever he passed in the city.

Yao Wuxie looked at his clothes and smiled, “They’re not bad. All of these are my own creations.”

For Yao Wuxie, these clothes were essential for survival. Without covering them in family insignias, he wouldn’t dare to act recklessly in the city.

If someone missed seeing the family insignia on his clothes and severely punished him, that would be a tragedy.

Now, with family insignias visible from any angle, these clothes effectively scared away those who might harm him.

Of course, Yao Wuxie wouldn’t reveal the real reason. Doing so would be too embarrassing.