ISSTH – Book 2 – Chapter 149

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Chapter 149: Killing Intent!

Meng Hao stood on the top of the hill, calmly watching the violet-robed youth charging toward him. As he approached, he kicked up a wind, and the seven or eight tentacle-like vines expanded to the size of pythons. At their ends were wide mouths filled with sharp teeth.

“Mid Foundation Establishment stage,” said Meng Hao calmly, his face not changing in the slightest. He himself was only at the early Foundation Establishment stage, but he had a Perfect Foundation. He might not know any techniques from the Foundation Establishment stage, but he had the boundless Core sea from when he was at Qi Condensation, thanks to the Sublime Spirit Scripture. Also, he had reached Foundation Establishment after having achieved the great circle of Qi Condensation.

He was equipped with all of this when he experienced his explosive growth during the Blood Immortal Legacy tournament. The battle prowess of his Cultivation base was at such high level that he was able to go up against a Dao Child of the Li Clan, Li Daoyi. Although he had not achieved victory, he had severed his opponent’s arm. If it had been a Cultivator who was not a Dao Child, Meng Hao could have killed him easily.

After reaching the mid Foundation Establishment stage, he would definitely be able to hold his own against the Dao Children of the various Sects and Clans.

So, there is no need to even mention a mere Chosen of the mid Foundation Establishment stage.

The violet-robed youth approached with a cold smile and powerful killing intent. Meng Hao stood there, framed by the dark night, the moonlight shining down on him. His expression was as calm as ever as he lifted his hand, using his fingernail to slice open the skin on his finger. He stepped forward casually, and the instant the violet-robed youth arrived, waved his finger in a seemingly random fashion.

As the finger descended, a great wind sprang up. In response, the violet-robed youth’s expression changed. His pupils constricted, and his eyes filled with disbelief. Suddenly, his vision turned red; this was not an illusion, it was real.

Everything was red, and there was only a solitary finger, covered with fresh blood. It shot toward him.

The vines wrapped around his arms had been viciously writhing forward with open mouths ready to devour; but suddenly they began to emit miserable shrieks. They quivered, and before they were even thirty meters from Meng Hao, had collapsed into blood.

The blood transformed into a shield which surrounded the violet-robed young man. All of this takes some time to describe, but happened in time it takes for a spark to fly off of a piece of flint.

The violet-robed youth began to scream. He no longer charged forward, but tried to move backward in retreat. Meng Hao sprang into action.

He took a step and then flew into the air toward the violet-robed young man. He lifted his hand and touched the blood shield with his index finger.

“Break.” He said the word lightly, and then an explosion filled the air.

The blood shield collapsed, and the vines on the young man’s arms broke to pieces. Only the violet-golden fruit rippled with signs of life. It seemed to be begging for mercy.

“You….” The violet-robed youth’s face was pale and he coughed up a mouthful of blood. His eyes were filled with intense fear. This was the first time he had even shown fear; he was a Chosen of the Black Sieve Sect, and a violet-robed disciple at that. His position in the Inner Sect was very high, and he had never been defeated with battle magic. Usually people sought him out because of his popularity. But now, seeing the expressionless Meng Hao in front of him, he was filled with an unprecedented feeling of life-or-death danger.

At this critical juncture, the violet-robed youth lifted his hands and flashed an incantation gesture, then swiped his palm forward seven or eight times in succession. Each swipe sent ripples out, which then congealed into a massive, black-colored hand that faced up against Meng Hao.

Meng Hao, expression calm, opened his mouth and spat out the lightning mist. The mist slammed into the hand, and a boom filled the air.

The violet-robed young man’s expression filled with despair. He was about to make another incantation gesture when Meng Hao arrived in front of him. Meng Hao’s knee flew into the air, slamming directly into the young man’s neck, whose head filled with a buzzing sound, and then an intense pain. The hand which had been making an incantation sign went limp, and his entire body bent to the side.

All of the blood in his body rushed to his head, making his once handsome face a dark reddish purple color. He opened his mouth to speak, his expression fearful and his body trembling. One can only imagine what he wished to say as he faced death.

He never spoke the words. Meng Hao stretched out his hand and used his fingernail to slice open the skin between the young man’s eyebrows. His hand then made a strange gesture, and he pushed down.

A boom could be heard, and the young man’s body flew backward like a kite with its string cut. All of the blood in his body, which had already gathered in his head, began to fountain out of the cut on his face. He couldn’t even cry out. All he could see was blood, shooting out like a geyser from between his eyebrows. His pale body slammed into the ground and twitched a few times before lying still in death.

The blood that had shot out of his body seemed to be burning; it turned into a mist which then congealed into a drop the size of a fingernail. The drop of blood shot toward Meng Hao, who snatched it out of the air into his hand.

“Three generations of blood can form a small body; six generations of blood can form a full body, nine generations is called a Blood Spirit, or, death.” Meng Hao spoke the words coolly. What he had just used on the violet-robed youth was none other than the Spirit Devouring Scripture.

“This violet robe indicates that he was a Chosen of the Black Sieve Sect. As a Chosen, he must have a powerful bloodline. He lifted up the blood and looked at it for a moment before putting it away. Then he looked down at the young man’s corpse. He picked up the bag of holding, as well as the violet-golden fruit which had been begging for mercy just now.

The violet-golden fruit quivered in Meng Hao’s hand as if it were alive and pleading for forgiveness.

“Meng Hao does not keep useless objects. What can you do? Show me.” He tossed the violet-gold fruit onto the ground. It immediately began to wriggle. Vines sprang out of it, quickly growing in length. In the space of about ten breaths, there were ten or more vines, all of them thirty meters in length. They burrowed partly into the ground and then stretched up into the air, swaying back and forth, filling the area. It was quite awe-inspiring.

“Not good enough,” said Meng Hao, shaking his head.

The tentacle vines trembled. Suddenly they bent, shooting toward the corpse of the violet-robed youth. Shockingly, it began to rip the corpse apart like a melon and swallow it down!

Meng Hao frowned as the vines consumed the body within the space of a few breaths. Then, each of the tentacles began to tremble and suddenly, leaves with glowing magical symbols began to sprout out. Meng Hao was quite shocked.

Not much time passed, and soon nearly one hundred leaves had appeared. The magical symbols drifted off of the vines and floated toward Meng Hao. They began to merge together to form a book of leaves!

Meng Hao took the book and flipped through it. His eyes filled with a bright light. The magical symbols were filled with the power of something similar to Spiritual Sense. After examining them closely, he realized that they described a technique.

It was called the Nineteen Black Cloud Strikes, and was the magical technique that the violet-robed young man had just now used to attempt to fight him.

Unfortunately, it wasn’t complete. Only five of the strikes were described, whereas the rest were incomplete, missing various mnemonics. Perhaps the young man hadn’t completely mastered the technique. Meng Hao studied it for a moment, his eyes narrowing. With his Perfect Dao Pillar, it wasn’t difficult to deduce how to use the technique. After a while, he realized that the reason the manual wasn’t complete was because the violet-gold vines were not powerful enough.

That having been said, he was still quite excited. He looked at the vines; if he allowed them to continue to develop, things would be different. He put away the book of leaves and nodded his head. He waved his sleeve, and a drop of blood flew out to descend onto the vines, branding them deeply. This blood seal was one of the random techniques that Meng Hao had acquired from the Blood Immortal Legacy.

The vines began to shake, and their color slowly changed. Soon, they were dark red, looking somewhat Demonic as they swayed in the air around Meng Hao. A Demonic aura drifted up from them, although it was almost impossible to detect.

Meng Hao looked at the vines thoughtfully for some time, and then glanced back at the ruins up ahead of him. Taking up the violet-robed youth’s bag of holding, he examined its contents. Amongst several jade slips was one that attracted his notice.

It was pure white, and after casting his Spiritual Sense into it, a map appeared in Meng Hao’s mind. On the map were many white dots, all of which were moving….

In addition to the white dots, there were about two hundred gray dots, most of which were also moving.

“This is….” He observed the map for a bit before he was able to determine his location. Then, his attention was drawn to a place not far away from where he was. There, he could see three white dots, one in front, two in pursuit. The person in front was being chased!

He frowned, and his heart began to pound. He sent his Spiritual Sense into the first of the three glowing lights, and an image appeared in his mind.

The image was none other than pale-faced Xu Qing. She was biting her lower lip and speeding forward as fast as possible.

In that instant, Meng Hao’s killing intent rocketed to the sky. Studying the images of the two figures pursuing Xu Qing, he saw that one was the coquettish woman. She was being held by the playful looking young man named Zhao.

As soon as he saw this, a cold air began to emanate from Meng Hao’s body, and his eyes shined brightly. The vines around him sensed his killing intent, and began to radiate the same aura of death.

Without the slightest hesitation, Meng Hao transformed into a beam of colorful light that shot toward Xu Qing’s location. The swaying, red-colored vines followed, burrowing along underneath the ground.

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58 thoughts on “ISSTH – Book 2 – Chapter 149” - NO SPOILERS

  1. Huge amount of whoop-ass incoming. One really should not mess with a woman that have helped Meng.

    Thanks a lot for the chapter 😀

    Awesome pet

  2. Thanks for the chapter.

    Arg, just hopes our boy saves Xu Qing and make the other 2 douche’s know regret…

    So he’s got vines that could eat cultivators and turn their martial skill knowledge into books… nice XD

  3. Thanks for the chapter!

    What it nice one it was, Meng Hao owned a chosen, got a person-devouring, skill-creating plant and is now off to whack some sense into people after his girl (ik its not official or anything but hey she kept the pill all these years)

  4. Thanks for the chapter.
    It seems that Meng Hao came here to find sister Xu Qing and kick ass. And he already found Xu Qing .

  5. Thanks for the chapter Deathblade, Madame Deathblade, John Rogers, Lingson, MeeBoo, Yascob, and Er Gen!

  6. Meng Hao has taken up gardening. Such a peaceful and relaxing hobby 🙂

    Thanks for the chapter, Deathblade, Madam Deathblade, John Rogers, Lingson, MeeBoo and Yascob!Dear WuxiaWorld, many thanks to the Author, Translator, Editor, Donor!

  7. I think I misunderstood something, was it the vines themselves were able to bind with a person, or, did Meng Hao forcibly bind them with his demon sealing abilities?

    It seemed like the Chosen guy was not controlled by the vines, at the same time, the vines seemed to have a will of their own which confused me.

    If anyone can answer this then thanks for the help!

    1. Meng Hao used his blood to forcefully bind it because it makes it part of his Qi which is why the vines turned red and emitted Qi that matched Meng Hao’s. The Vines tho seem to have sentience but not to the degree that his puppy (Mastiff) has.

  8. Only Meng Hao can make gardening a blood sport. I am loving these chapters.

    Thanks Deathblade, Madam Deathblade, John Rogers, Lingson, MeeBoo and Yascob.

    I did read the chapters up to 450 with google translate, but I missed a lot with it and had a lot of headaches.

    1. Glad you’re liking it. Yeah, I can only imagine what stuff doesn’t come through with translation software. I’m guessing the action and dialogue comes across fairly well, but the complex plot points must not be easy to understand.

      1. Machine translation falls down hard whenever names are important to a story – so pretty much every major dialogue, fight scene with techniques or discussion regarding magic systems in wuxia/xianxia novels. Typically you just work out who won magic kungfu scenes by fast forwarding to the end and seeing who is mocking the other.

        I’ve noticed more that a few times they don’t do so well translating emotions either often telling you a character is unhappy about something they are happy about or vice versa which can make trying to work out the motivations of characters hard too.

  9. I’d have Meng Hao tentacle (using his new demonic vines) rape Zhao before having them refine his body and blood!

    Then the sl*u*t will also get rekt in a similar fashion… From ALL the orifices of her body!!

    (Yeah, very rekt)

  10. Meng Hao; killing Chosen and intimidating fruit, just what can’t this man do?

    Next two chapters have me very hyped. Should I… read the preview…?
    EDIT: i red it.
    It served only to make my hatred for… um… that guy… burn even hotter!

  11. I finally caught up. I’m going to tell you the truth. I started reading this after watching the really funny video that you uploaded on youtube, thinking that because of the translator, this shall definitely be a fun ride.

    I like your taste in the stuff you translate. 😀 This series is different from the other XiaXia I’ve seen so far, and I like how our MC is a bit smarter and more morally grounded than usual. Now we’re even getting a hint of romance, though I’m not hoping for much lol after looking at the genres written here.

    Either way, this series has been very enjoyable and exciting and I thank you for making me laugh so hard with those funny subtitles in order to grab my attention to start reading this.

    11 out of 10 readers approve of ISSTH. Yes indeed!

    1. Hey, I’m glad you’re enjoying it. And glad to hear that the video lured you to join the ISSTH fan club. Welcome!!!

  12. Pssst, Deathblade. “All of the blood in his body, which had already gathered in his head, began to (spray out like a )fountain /out of/(from) the cut on his face”<—- This sounds better, doesnt it?

    1. This is a very interesting question. I’m using fountain as a verb, in which case it’s grammatically correct. But after doing some research, it seems that the verb form of fountain is not very common. I’ll have to look more into this…

      1. Kyaaaah~~~ Deathblade senpai noticed me! <3

        Edit: On a more serious note, you could use ‘spray’ instead of ‘fountain’, because it should give the readers the same idea i think.(Unless there is a chinese phrase/verb which means “spraying out like a fountain” in which case dammu china! >.>)

        Before I forget, is there any news about Ren’s current situation and when his pc will be fixed? An update would be really appreciated 🙂

      2. Honestly, I think that in many cases, when writing the text of a novel, it’s surprisingly better to use the ‘not-so-correct’ wording, but the one that makes one imagine a certain scene better. Hell, I wouldn’t want to read a novel written in a super-descriptive ‘academic’ english, because it would just not fit to its content. Just a few days ago i had a talk with one of my proofreaders (thanks to all of them! Hehe… xd) about it. His english is really good and he often points out some sentences that aren’t correct as per-se. As for me, i need to choose which i should correct because i did make a mistake, and of course remember which were intentional by me. Somewhat, the language used can not only be ‘too bad’, but also ‘too good / too correct’. Finding a proper ballance is hard, though, hehe… xD 🙂

  13. It’s times like these I forget how our boy was back in the reliance sect. It feels so, so long ago. Before he was running, now he’s chasing.
    And scaring plants to death.

    Meng: “Show me.”
    Plant: “oh shi- uh..uh oh I know! *grows*” howazzat!!
    Meng: -.-
    Plant: “*panics* uhhh Ohh *Violently devours cultivator and gives technique*how about now?”
    Memg: *Makes Pet*

    Boss
    Meng Hao #1 fangirl. *salutes*

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