“Ding, congratulations on discovering the special constitution ‘Misfortune Poison Body’.”
“Misfortune Poison Body (Inactive), plagued by misfortune, a tragic life.”
“The only remaining constitution in the Xuanhuang Realm.”
Lin Fan, holding onto Yao Wuxie, was instantly dumbfounded. For a transmigrator, it was impossible not to know about special constitutions, but the current situation left Lin Fan somewhat helpless. Those with special constitutions were usually invincible, so why was Yao Wuxie so tragic?
Lin Fan couldn’t figure it out, and what did ‘inactive’ mean? Did it need to be activated?
Lin Fan always held talent in high regard, but the current situation caught him off guard. He didn’t know how to activate it either.
“Brother, what’s wrong? Is there something wrong? Don’t tell me I have a terminal illness,” Yao Wuxie asked, looking horrified at Lin Fan.
He sensed something amiss from Lin Fan’s strange expression.
“Nothing, just thinking about something. By the way, when did you start farting?” Lin Fan asked curiously.
Yao Wuxie blushed, thinking Lin Fan remembered the previous incident, and then said somewhat embarrassedly, “Well, it’s not a secret. I started farting when I was five, but back then, my farts weren’t this intense. It’s only in recent years that my farts have caused a bit of trouble.”
“Has no one diagnosed you?” Lin Fan asked.
“They have. The most famous doctors in Donglingzhou have examined me, but they couldn’t find the cause. But I’ve gotten used to it. Although I fart a lot, I’ve never been sick in my life,” Yao Wuxie said with a chuckle.
Lin Fan nodded, but now he had a speculation, though he wasn’t sure if it was true. The Misfortune Poison Body, though inactive, might have significant benefits for Yao Wuxie.
Despite being plagued by misfortune, each fart might be clearing impurities from his body, something anyone would find invaluable. Even a master at the Great Heaven Realm couldn’t claim to have no impurities in their body.
Impurities are something everyone is born with, and the only way to clear them is through personal effort.
To completely eliminate them would be a pipe dream.
“Brother, rest well today. Tomorrow, I’ll take you around the city. Don’t worry, with me, Yao Wuxie, around, no one will bully you,” Yao Wuxie said, patting Lin Fan’s shoulder before leaving.
Yao Wuxie touched his face, still in pain, but over the years, he had gotten used to it, so it didn’t hurt as much.
After Yao Wuxie left, Lin Fan pondered.
How exactly should a special constitution be activated?
When it’s inactive, a single fart could kill someone. What would happen if it were activated?
Thinking about the previous incident, Lin Fan felt a chill. If it weren’t for his strong physical body, he might have been killed by a fart.
…
In the Yao family’s secret chamber.
“Ancestor, many sects have recently arrived in the city. It seems something in the Burial Sea Demon Land has caught their attention,” a middle-aged man knelt before an elderly man and said.
The elderly man in the chamber, dressed in a green robe, had his eyes slightly closed. Mysterious chains of rules coiled around him, one end penetrating the void and emerging from the other side.
The old man was constantly refining these chains of rules.
“The Burial Sea Demon Land is a mysterious place, and Burial Demon City was built here for that reason. Hundreds of years have passed, and we’ve found nothing. Let these forces pave the way. Pass down the order: during this period, no one in the clan should cause any trouble,” the old man sitting on the stone platform said.
“Yes, Ancestor,” the middle-aged man nodded in response.
After the middle-aged man left, the Ancestor slightly opened his eyes, as if he could see through the 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 a half-piece of a map floated quietly before him.
“What is the secret of eternity?” A sigh, tinged with helplessness, followed. Gradually, countless chains of rules, like spiritual snakes, covered the chamber, and the Ancestor’s figure merged into them, continuing to comprehend the rules.
The next day.
Yao Wuxie, with a bruised face, had returned to his original appearance, clearly due to the effective medicine he had applied, restoring him to his previous state.
“Brother, let’s go, I’ll take you out for a stroll,” Yao Wuxie came to Lin Fan’s door early in the morning, knocking.
Having thought all night without figuring out how to activate the constitution, Lin Fan gave up on the idea. He had come to Burial Demon City for the Burial Sea Demon Land.
As for the somewhat clueless Yao Wuxie, Lin Fan could see that, apart from harboring great humiliation, everything else about him was fine.
“Alright, but I have no money,” Lin Fan said.
Hearing this, Yao Wuxie looked embarrassed, then patted his bulging waist pouch, “Money? Brother has plenty. Let’s go.”
Lin Fan smiled, then followed Yao Wuxie out of the Yao family.
Lin Fan also observed where Yao Wuxie lived. Although the place was large, it was probably far from the core area of the Yao family.
Lin Fan understood that Yao Wuxie was not favored, but apart from being bullied, he was financially well-off, which also highlighted the Yao family’s prominence.
Even though Yao Wuxie was not favored, his daily expenses were still ample.
In such a large family, every direct descendant represented the family. If they lived too miserably, it would be a disgrace.
Lin Fan was also familiar with Yao Wuxie’s lackeys.
Da Ha, Er Ha, San Ha.
These three had mocking faces, but they were genuinely loyal to Yao Wuxie, something that could be seen in their eyes.
Lin Fan also learned that their fathers were servants of the Yao family, and the three had grown up with Yao Wuxie, sharing a close bond.
However, what puzzled Lin Fan was that all three were at the initial stage of the Divine Realm.
This made Lin Fan wonder: are servants this formidable now?
“Brother Wuxie, your clothes are quite unique,” Lin Fan remarked as they walked through the city, with people avoiding Yao Wuxie wherever he went.
Yao Wuxie looked at his clothes and smiled, “They’re alright. These are all my creations.”
For Yao Wuxie, these clothes were life-saving. Without the family insignia all over his clothes, he wouldn’t dare to roam the city freely.
If someone didn’t see the insignia on his clothes and decided to beat him up, it would be a tragedy.
Now, with the family insignia visible from any angle, it scared off those who might want to beat him.
Of course, Yao Wuxie wouldn’t reveal the real reason. That would be embarrassing.
“Misfortune Poison Body (Inactive): a life filled with misfortune and tragedy.”
“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 someone who had crossed over into this world, not knowing about special constitutions was unthinkable. Yet the current situation left Lin Fan feeling helpless. Those with special constitutions were typically unstoppable powerhouses, so why was Yao Wuxie such a tragic case?
Lin Fan couldn’t quite figure this out. Also, what did “inactive” mean? Could it be that the constitution needed activation?
Lin Fan always held talented individuals in high regard, but this situation caught him off guard. After all, he didn’t even know how to activate special constitutions.
“Brother, what’s wrong? Did something happen? Please don’t tell me I have an incurable disease,” Yao Wuxie looked at Lin Fan with a horrified expression.
From Lin Fan’s strange expression, he sensed something ominous.
“Nothing’s wrong. I was just thinking about something. By the way, since when have you started 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 seems to cause a few minor incidents.”
“Hasn’t anyone diagnosed you?” Lin Fan asked.
“They have! The most famous divine physician in Dong Lingzhou examined me but couldn’t find the cause. But it’s fine once you get used to it. Although I fart frequently, I’ve never been sick in my life,” Yao Wuxie chuckled.
Lin Fan nodded thoughtfully. He now had a theory, though he wasn’t sure if it was correct. Although the Misfortune Poison Body wasn’t activated, it seemed to bring significant benefits to Yao Wuxie.
While it did bring misfortune, each fart might be clearing impurities from his body – something extremely rare and valuable. Even experts at the Da Tianwei level couldn’t claim to have completely pure bodies.
Body impurities were innate to every person, and the only way to remove them was through personal effort.
Complete purification was practically a dream.
“Brother, you 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 was still sore, though after so many years, he had gotten used to it and it didn’t hurt as much anymore.
After Yao Wuxie left, Lin Fan continued pondering.
How exactly should one activate a special constitution?
If even an inactive state could result in deadly farts, what would happen once it was fully activated?
Thinking back to the previous incident, Lin Fan felt a chill. If not for his powerful physical body, he might have actually been blown to death by a mere fart.
…
In a secret chamber of the Yao family.
“Ancestor, many sects have arrived in the city recently. It seems something in the Sea-Burial Demon Land has caught their attention,” said a middle-aged man kneeling before an elderly figure.
The old man in the secret chamber wore a green robe with his eyes slightly closed. Mysterious chains of rules coiled around him, extending into the void before reappearing from another direction. The old man was constantly tempering these chains of rules.
“The Sea-Burial Demon Land is a mysterious place, and the Burial Demon City was built specifically for it. After hundreds of years, we’ve found nothing. Well then, let these forces pave the way for us. Issue orders that no one from our clan should cause any trouble during this period,” said the old man sitting on a stone platform.
“Yes, Ancestor,” the middle-aged man nodded in agreement.
After the middle-aged man left, the old ancestor slightly opened his eyes, as if piercing through layers of void to see everything happening in Burial Demon City.
Then, a faint smile appeared on his withered face. He slightly raised his hand, and half a map floated gently before him.
“What exactly is the Eternal Secret?” he sighed helplessly before countless chains of rules, like spiritual snakes, covered the secret chamber. The old ancestor’s figure merged into them as he continued comprehending the rules.
The next day.
Yao Wuxie, with his bruised face now healed, had returned to his usual appearance, clearly thanks to effective medicinal treatments.
“Brother, let’s go. I’ll take you out for a walk,” Yao Wuxie knocked on Lin Fan’s door early in the morning.
Lin Fan, who had thought all night without figuring out how to activate the constitution, had given up on finding a method. His purpose in coming to Burial Demon City was specifically for the Sea-Burial Demon Land.
As for this seemingly clueless Yao Wuxie, Lin Fan could see that aside from harboring deep humiliation in his heart, everything else about him 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? No problem at all, brother. Let’s go.”
Lin Fan smiled and followed Yao Wuxie out of the Yao family residence.
Lin Fan also took note of where Yao Wuxie lived. Although the residence was large, it seemed to be located away from the core area of the Yao family.
Lin Fan understood that Yao Wuxie wasn’t favored within his family, but aside from being bullied, his financial situation was quite good, revealing the uniqueness of the Yao family.
“Ding, congratulations on discovering the special constitution ‘Misfortune Poison Body’.”
“Misfortune Poison Body (Inactive): Cursed with misfortune, leading a tragic life.”
“The only remaining constitution in the Mystic Yellow Realm.”
Lin Fan, holding onto Yao Wuxie, was instantly dumbfounded. For a transmigrator, it was impossible not to know about special constitutions. However, the current situation left Lin Fan somewhat helpless. Those with special constitutions were usually invincible, so why was Yao Wuxie so tragic?
Lin Fan couldn’t figure it out. What did “inactive” mean? Did it need to be activated?
Lin Fan had always held high regard for talented individuals, but the current situation caught him off guard. He didn’t know how to activate it either.
“Brother, what’s wrong? Is there something wrong? Don’t tell me I have a terminal illness,” Yao Wuxie asked, looking horrified at Lin Fan.
He could sense something was off from Lin Fan’s strange expression.
“Nothing, 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 was referring to the earlier incident. He then said somewhat embarrassedly, “Well, it’s not a secret. I started farting when I was five, but back then, it wasn’t as intense. It’s only in recent years that my farts have caused a bit of trouble.”
“Has no one diagnosed you?” Lin Fan asked.
“They have. The most famous divine doctor in the East Spirit Continent examined me but couldn’t find the cause. But I’ve gotten used to it. Although I fart frequently, I’ve never been sick in my life,” Yao Wuxie chuckled.
Lin Fan nodded. He now had a speculation, though he wasn’t sure if it was true. The Misfortune Poison Body, though inactive, might actually be beneficial for Yao Wuxie.
Despite being cursed with misfortune, each fart might be clearing out impurities in his body, something that was highly sought after by anyone, even those at the peak of cultivation.
Impurities in the body were something everyone was born with, and clearing them out required immense personal effort. Completely eliminating them was almost impossible.
“Brother, rest well today. Tomorrow, I’ll take you around the city. Don’t worry, with me, Yao Wuxie, around, no one will bully you,” Yao Wuxie patted Lin Fan’s shoulder and then left.
Yao Wuxie touched his face, which was still painful, but over the years, he had gotten used to it, so it didn’t hurt as much.
After Yao Wuxie left, Lin Fan pondered.
How exactly should a special constitution be activated?
Even when inactive, a single fart could kill someone. What would happen if it were activated?
Thinking about the earlier incident, Lin Fan felt a sense of dread. If it weren’t for his strong physical body, he might have been killed by a fart.
…
In the Yao family’s secret chamber.
“Ancestor, many sects have recently arrived in the city. It seems something in the Burial Sea Demon Land has caught their attention,” a middle-aged man knelt before an elderly man and reported.
The elderly man in the chamber, dressed in a green robe, had his eyes slightly closed. Chains of mysterious rules surrounded him, one end penetrating the void and emerging from the other side.
The elderly man was constantly refining these chains of rules.
“The Burial Sea Demon Land is a mysterious place, and the Burial Demon City was built here for that reason. Hundreds of years have passed, and we’ve found nothing. Let these forces pave the way. Pass down the order: during this period, no one in the clan should cause any trouble,” the elderly man sitting on the stone platform said.
“Yes, Ancestor,” the middle-aged man nodded and replied.
After the middle-aged man left, the Ancestor slightly opened his eyes, as if he could see through the layers of void and observe everything in the Burial Demon City.
A faint smile appeared on his withered face. He slightly raised his hand, and a half-piece of a map floated quietly in front of him.
“What exactly is the secret of eternity?” A sigh of helplessness escaped him. Gradually, countless chains of rules, like spirit snakes, covered the chamber, and the Ancestor’s figure merged into them, continuing to comprehend the rules.
The next day.
Yao Wuxie, who had been bruised and swollen, had returned to his original appearance, thanks to the effective medicine he had applied.
“Brother, let’s go out for a stroll,” Yao Wuxie came to Lin Fan’s door early in the morning, knocking.
After a night of pondering without finding a solution, Lin Fan gave up on the method to activate the constitution. He had come to the Burial Demon City for the Burial Sea Demon Land.
As for the somewhat clueless Yao Wuxie, Lin Fan could see that apart from harboring deep-seated humiliation, everything else about him was fine.
“Alright, but I have no money,” Lin Fan said.
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 family.
Lin Fan also observed Yao Wuxie’s living quarters. Although the place was large, it was likely far from the core area of the Yao family.
Lin Fan understood that Yao Wuxie was not favored, but apart from being bullied, he was financially well-off, which also highlighted the Yao family’s prominence.
Even though Yao Wuxie was not favored, his daily expenses were still substantial.
In such a large family, every direct descendant represented the family. If they lived too miserably, it would bring shame to the family.
Lin Fan had also become familiar with Yao Wuxie’s lackeys.
Da Ha, Er Ha, San Ha.
These three had mocking faces, but they were genuinely loyal to Yao Wuxie, something that could be seen from their eyes.
Lin Fan also learned that their fathers were servants of the Yao family, and the three had grown up with Yao Wuxie, sharing a close bond.
However, what puzzled Lin Fan was that all three were at the early stage of the Divine Transformation realm.
This made Lin Fan wonder if servants were now so formidable.
“Brother Wuxie, your clothes are quite unique,” Lin Fan remarked as they walked through the city, with people avoiding Yao Wuxie wherever he went.
Yao Wuxie looked at his clothes and smiled, “They’re alright. These are all my creations.”
For Yao Wuxie, these clothes were life-saving. Without covering them with the family insignia, he wouldn’t dare to roam the city freely.
If someone didn’t see the family insignia on his clothes and beat him up, it would be a tragedy.
Now, the family insignia was visible from any angle on his clothes, deterring those who wanted to beat him up.
Of course, Yao Wuxie wouldn’t reveal the real reason. That would be embarrassing.
Yao Wuxie’s three loyal followers were already familiar to Lin Fan.
Da Ha, Er Ha, and San Ha.
The three had faces that seemed to invite mockery, but their loyalty to Yao Wuxie was genuine, clearly visible in their eyes.
Lin Fan learned that their fathers were all servants of the Yao family, and these three had grown up with Yao Wuxie since childhood, forming a close relationship.
What puzzled Lin Fan was that all three of them were at the early stage of entering the Divine Realm.
This surprised Lin Fan. Had servants become this powerful nowadays?
“Brother Wu Xie, your clothing style is quite unique,” remarked someone in the city, as people avoided Yao wherever he went.
Yao looked at his clothes and smiled, “They’re not bad. All of these are my own creations.”
To Yao Wuxie, these clothes were actually life-saving items. Without covering them with family insignias, he wouldn’t dare to act recklessly in the city. If someone failed to notice the insignias 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 this true reason – that would be too embarrassing.
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