[Day 5 at the Comic Sailer]

Flames move in incoherent patterns; it waves and flows in any direction. It can be blown over by a gust of wind, yet it could also grow strong because of it. Calm and free, weak yet strong, unchanging and unchangeable, an unpredictable flow.

[Sense the flow of fire, accept it withing me and then, activate the hidden pathway in the body—] fwu* holding a red pill in his hand Wang Ling did his best to absorb the fire qi on the Six Star Pill [Infernal Retribution Pill] a pill gifted to him by Chang Ping.

Traditionally speaking Wang Ling should be the one providing his students with resources, but because he was broke and could provide nothing for Chang Ping, he was left being pitied instead… which he did not chastise himself with. He didn't care how he gets his resources, cultivators raid tombs of the dead of cultivation resources, those who claim that they would not stoop low were hypocrites in his eyes.

Cultivating in silence for Days using the intense heat of the Infernal Retribution Pill that filled the room, Wang Ling quietly detected the 147 concurrent discovered pathways hidden in his body.

[A complicated hidden away like a word on an empty paper. Only appearing when heat is applied and grows ever so resplendent the stronger it becomes.] Located underneath his meridian pathways, formed by an invisible material that reacts to fire.

A pathway exclusive in this body, [A bloodline power is given only to a single person in any lifetime. That means this body of mine is one of a kind in this Universe, the Overhaul Phoenix Rebirth is a constitution that cannot be traced… I know now how to control it and its powers are mysterious. But its essence is connected to that of an Undying Phoenix…]

The only being barred from Reincarnation, the Phoenix that controls its own Nirvana a being that controls its reincarnation. Wang Ling knew that the possibility was slim, but never zero. Wang Ling's concentration grew, and similar to his sword intent, it reached all new heights.

He closed his eyes and underwent internal observation, [Follow the hidden paths and open everything slowly… follow it and then paint the path in my head, form the outlines and slowly it would reveal… itself.] Wang Ling concentrated for another day and then, only after that long and with the help of the pill, he finally managed to create a rough outline of the hidden pathways.

Blazing Secret Pathways, 357 Minor Qi Points, overwhelming vitality activated through the help of flames. Wang Ling finished the painting and then when he ignited the veins, he could vaguely make out the imager of a bird.

[This is going well… but, I have to stop here.] Wang Ling opened his eyes and without being surprised, the Red Pill had already turned to ashes from losing its essence.

The Infernal Retribution Pill used in curing Hell Frost just lost its efficacy after letting its essence run wild — it was wasted by Wang Ling, [This is not efficient enough. I need to seize the Flower Blaze King's treasures if I want to succeed in training this constitution.]

He complained, yet he was smiling for what was in store for him in the future. The blaze of his desires to manipulate this body's strength fueled his will to destroy anyone who would get in in his way, [If I can just use the Overhaul Phoenix Rebirth Body then I just might be able to forcefully reforge my constitution. If I have an undying body, I'll be able to brutally mash two qi without fear of death.] His insanity reared its beautiful head.

Wang Ling was enjoying himself and just as he was about to close his eyes again, he felt a sliver of refined killing intent aiming for him and without a moment's notice he struck out with his sword.

He swung his glimmering blade; red light abounds as though they were lightning made of pure madness. Fast and deadly, yet, it stopped before its thirst could be quenched, "The Master is too jumpy, you will kill someone one day if you are not careful."

"I could have killed you, Chang Ping…"

"You don't have to lie Master; I know you can easily control your intent and sword as though you are moving an arm." Chang Ping wouldn't have done such an outrageous act if she did not have confidence in Wang Ling's skills.

"I would agree to that if it was any normal day, but currently, my body is in a state of unrest. I just activated this body's constitution and currently, and I just failed to control it just now." Wang Ling pointed at Chang Ping's neck; a cut had formed.

"Hahaha, that's quite good then, Master. But, you see, threatening you was the best way to get your attention. I am in dire need of help, right now, you see…" blood flowed out of the cut on Chang Ping's neck, but instead of red, it was black.

"So, it had already come to that. It seems like it was I who made a blunder. Lay on the bed, Chang Ping, I'll take care of it."

"Thank you, Master" Chang Ping smiled and then undressed completely. Her everything laid bare to Wang Ling who couldn't care less about her beauty. Chang Ping's beauty was truly something to behold, her figure was perfect, but at this moment, her body was wrapped in black veins protruding outwards.

Death Abyssal Curse Poison was the name of what she was afflicted with. At the moment, only she in the entire Universe was afflicted with it. A poison that came from after three conditions were met.

Millenia of exposure to Abyssal Aura; Tainted by the Soul of an Emperor-Class Abyssal Demon and beyond; and lastly, ten thousand living blood sacrifice. Months ago, these three conditions were met when she was fighting against an invading Abyssal Demon force.

These conditions were met by pure coincidence. The reason why she resides in the Red Dawn World on her own was that she was already aware of the two conditions. If she was to be in the presence of lives, and an unfortunate accident was to transpire and ten thousand lives were to be taken, then the curse would activate.

However, one unfortunate day, the War of the Wang Family and the White Tiger Clan was dragged to her world and the fight between the powerhouses caused the lives of twenty thousand people.

That moment was seized by the Abyssal Demons and an Emperor-Class Abyssal Demon was made to sacrifice itself to afflict the Curse on Chang Ping.

"Relax yourself, I will release the Curse Poison and then proceed with revitalizing your vitality."

The Curse should have overtaken her a month ago and riddled her crippled unable to even move only waiting for death. But Wang Ling devised a way to stifle the advancement of the curse, provide her with the most powerful vitality booster in the Universe, the Blood Essence of a Three Haloed Bloodline.

Wang Ling stabbed Chang Ping's glabella, shoulders, waist, navel, chest, neck, and thighs with needles, 'Angela, transfer the Holy Qi on Chang Ping's body the moment I ignite my bloodline.'

Three haloes then appeared behind Wang Ling's head, the density of Holy Qi grew and then through the needles, all of it was directly injected into Chang Ping's body. The Holy Qi gathered on her chest where a black sun-like image formed.

Chang Ping moaned from the pain, "Do not give up, make sure to endure. Circulate the Blood Seeking Sword's intense killing aura, overpower death with your own will, do not feed it with your qi, it will only grow."

The Death Abyssal Curse Poison eats the qi of the afflicted, because of this nature those afflicted experience a decrease in cultivation. The weaker they become, the closer they were to death. When Chang Ping met Wang Ling, her qi already capped at Qi Cloaking Realm, and was on the verge of death, it was her great fortune to have met Wang Ling.

Wang Ling devised a way to prolong her life, and even taught her the Blood Seeking Sword to train her will and intent to help suppress the poison… Wang Ling's existence was keeping her going.

Gathering all of his reserve Holy Bloodline, to the tip of his fingers he quickly pulled the needles out of Chang Ping's body other than the one on her chest.

The Cursed Poison now swirled around her chest and Wang Ling dropped concentrated Holy Lineage on the needle. Golden light exploded, Holy Qi filled the room and when the light subsided, the black sun on Chang Ping's chest was reduced to a mole.

Slash!

Chang Ping cut her forearm and checked to see that her blood returned to being red.

With ragged breathing and sweat going down her neck and chest, Chang Ping finally heaved a sigh of relief.

"Thank you, Master." When she said that she wouldn't be leaving Wang Ling's side was this. He was, quite frankly her lifeline.

"Do not mention it, I am mooching off your resources anyway." Wang Ling stated as he hid his pale hands from Chang Ping, "I am going to take a walk outside, I need to stretch my limbs.

Chang Ping smiled at the act of her bashful master who didn't want to show his soft side. She quietly got dressed and then left the room with Wang Ling.

The doors opened and right outside, Wang Fu was just passing by and turned to the side and saw Chang Ping behind Wang Ling with disheveled hair and uneven clothing.

Wang Fu looked at Wang Ling, and though he could not see his eyes, Wang Fu saw that his pale skin was dried from energy. Wang Fu's apathetic expression returned to Wang Ling's eyes, and without saying anything, a single tear escaped his eyes.

He just walked away, with his back straight as a spear, crying with a broken heart.

Wang Ling watched these theatrics and saw how direct he was Wang Ling finally realized something, [Oh, I see now, he's related Wang Hong, isn't he? He's not adopted after all.]