ISSTH – Book 5 – Chapter 658

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Chapter 658: Hometown Alcohol

The red-robed man was none other than one of the three Saints of the Milky Way Sea, Saint Sun Soul of the Sun Soul Society!

He was fond of red garments, and his three swords could shake Heaven and Earth. The last time the Demon Tide arrived to destroy Seahold, he single-handedly wielded his three swords in defense. The Sword Qi penetrated all the way to the Second Ring.

It was completely shocking, and frightened the Demon hordes into retreat.

Meng Hao had learned of these things before coming to the Third Ring. Therefore, when the red-robed man appeared, he easily guessed who exactly he was.

At the moment, Meng Hao’s Time Sword tip pressed on toward Saint Sun Soul, even as Saint Sun Soul’s three swords stopped 7 inches away from Meng Hao, emanating a frigid aura.

The two of them stared at each other as they carried out their invisible struggle. This was no battle of magical techniques, but rather, a contest of Divine Will. Any observer would not be able to see or hear anything. However, to the two of them, everything was rumbling violently, lightning crackled, and the world seemed on the verge of collapse as even the wind moved in reverse.

Red-robed Saint Sun Soul looked at Meng Hao, and his pupils slowly constricted. “You’re not a match for me.”

“And you can’t kill me,” replied Meng Hao calmly.

Saint Sun Soul looked back at Meng Hao silently. He had to admit that what Meng Hao said was true. He really had no way of killing him. Meng Hao’s Cultivation base was very strange, and although he couldn’t say exactly why, it gave him the feeling that Meng Hao could trample all of the Sea Cities in the Milky Way Sea.

It was as if… he had some indescribable, unknown connection to the whole place.

Saint Sun Soul suddenly raised his right hand and flicked his sleeve, causing the three swords to instantly vanish. When they reappeared, they were circulating around him.

Simultaneously, Meng Hao’s eyes glittered, and the Time Sword tip flew back to rotate around him.

Saint Sun Soul looked at Meng Hao and then slowly said, “In the past, I swore an oath to never again kill a Cultivator. My sword will only kill the Outsiders!

“You may stay in the Milky Way Sea, but that aura of yours displeases me. If I discover you have anything to do with the Sea Devils of the Second Ring… well then, I will be forced to use the precious treasure of the Sun Soul Society ancestor and its Dao Seeking power to destroy you.”

Meng Hao looked back at the red-robed man. Although it was only moments ago that they had drawn swords on each other, he didn’t find him to be detestable. In fact, he could sense that the man was proud, and not the type to speak falsehoods.

People such as this, while simple, had unshakable principles.

“I’ll do as I please,” said Meng Hao coolly his eyes shining with a bright, cold light.

Saint Sun Soul’s eyes gleamed with a similarly cold light. His face cold, he gave Meng Hao a final deep look, then turned to depart.

Before he could leave, Meng Hao quickly said, “It took a lot of effort for me to collect those magical symbol spirits.”

Saint Sun Soul stopped and looked back. “These symbols belong to the three Sects.”

Meng Hao didn’t respond immediately. Instead, he slapped his bag of holding to produce a bottle gourd with alcohol in it. He tossed it over.

Saint Sun Soul caught it. When he looked down to examine it, he stared in shock.

“That’s bit of alcohol from my hometown,” said Meng Hao unhurriedly. “I took some with me when I left.”

Saint Sun Soul looked at the alcohol flagon, then looked back at Meng Hao. He thought for a moment, his face expressionless. Then he turned to leave. As he did, he flicked his sleeve, causing the 10,000 magical symbol spirits he had taken to suddenly flicker as he severed his connection with them. Then, they flew back to swirl around Meng Hao.

Meng Hao looked away, then turned into a beam of colorful light that vanished in the blink of an eye.

Several days later, on a relatively small island in the Third Ring, Meng Hao sat cross-legged, the 10,000 magical symbol spirits circulating around him like a shield.

The parrot was in front of him, glaring at him angrily, as was the meat jelly, who stood next to the parrot.

The three had been facing off against each other like this for nearly ten breaths of time.

“Five creatures with fur or feathers. No discussions and no wiggle room. When Lord Fifth risks life and limb, it’s not for nothing!”

“Yeah. Lord Third wants three bullies! No discussions! When I say three, I mean three!”

Meng Hao was silent, and a pained expression could be seen on his face. After a long moment, and seemingly completely against his will, he forced himself to nod. Seeing Meng Hao like this caused the parrot to laugh proudly. Then it tossed out a feather, which flew off not too far into the distance, then exploded with a popping sound. Instantly, it transformed into a heaping mountain of Demon hearts.

The meat jelly also looked extremely proud of itself. It opened its mouth and spit out a multi-colored cascade of lights that transformed into a second mountain of Demon hearts.

Meng Hao laughed inwardly. He was all too familiar with these two nitwits. Their demands were simple, but Meng Hao knew that if he agreed too quickly, or gave them the feeling that he didn’t care, then it would only lead to more trouble.

Therefore, he intentionally pretended to consider and struggle in order to please the two ninnies.

Having dealt with them, Meng Hao’s eyes shifted to look at the two mountainous piles of Demon hearts. There were clearly well over 100,000 of them.

Furthermore, it seemed that nearly half were mid-grade Demon hearts. There were even some high-grade hearts, which vastly increased the value of the collection.

“I wonder if I can use Demon hearts to duplicate things with the copper mirror?” he thought, his eyes glittering. He lowered his head thoughtfully. Currently, the greatest danger he faced was the deadly threat of the 10th Wang Clan Patriarch.

“That old codger’s Cultivation base is just too high, so I’m not a match for him at all. The only thing I can do… is figure out a way to escape from him next time I run into him.” He looked over at the Time Sword tip.

“If I had ten or more sword tips, I could form them into the Lotus Sword Formation. With that, maybe I could take him by surprise…. Unfortunately, I don’t have enough Spirit Stones.” He frowned, but then his eyes began to shine with a bright light.

“I can duplicate Wooden Time Swords, though. Given the level of my Cultivation base now, I should be able to seal seven sixty-year cycles of Time into the sword. If I had over a hundred of them…

“Then I could unleash the third form of the Lotus Sword Formation. I wonder how powerful that would be.” Having reached this point in his train of thought, Meng Hao immediately produced a Wooden Time Sword. Then he took a deep breath and began to seal Time into it.

During the half month that followed, rumbling booms occasionally echoed out. Meng Hao’s brow was furrowed the entire time. On the last day, though, his frown disappeared. Floating there in front of him was now the only Wooden Time Sword that he possessed.

The veins of wood were clearly visible on it, and when the power of Time emanated out from within, it contained the ripples of seven sixty-year cycles of time. Meng Hao had no other magical item that possessed as much power of Time.

“All the other Wooden Time Swords were destroyed in the process. This is my only one left, but it was worth it…. It’s a good thing that in the end, I only need one instance of success!” With that, he pulled out the copper mirror and began to duplicate it.

Unfortunately, it required a vast amount of Spirit Stones to duplicate a Wooden Time Sword with seven sixty-year cycles of Time. This time, the pain Meng Hao felt in his heart was real. By the end, he used all of the Spirit Stones in his bag of holding to make ten copies.

Including the original sword, he now had a total of eleven.

After a moment’s thought, he tried to use the Demon hearts to duplicate some things. After putting seven or eight Demon hearts into the mirror and then observing the results, he stopped.

“They’re no different than Spirit Stones…” he thought with a frown. Originally, he had assumed that although the Demon hearts seemed very similar to Spirit Stones, they must have some other unique function.

After all, they were Demon hearts, not Spirit Stones.

“I’m able to attract large quantities of Sea Demons here in the Third Ring. But that’s unique. Other people would probably be able to save up a few hundred Demon Hearts at the most.

“People really come risk there lives here for a trifling few hundred Demon hearts?” A contemplative look appeared in Meng Hao’s eyes.

“That Saint Sun Soul also mentioned wanting Demon hearts. Considering the level of his Cultivation base, and his status, he wouldn’t care about a few million Spirit Stones, much less a few hundred Demon hearts…. Therefore, Demon hearts must have some use of which I’m unaware!” After further thought, Meng Hao was sure that there must be something he had overlooked. After a bit more consideration, he rose to his feet, his eyes glittering. He then waved his sleeve to collect up all the Demon hearts.

He remained on the island for a while thinking. Finally, his eyes flashed and flew up into the air, heading off into the distance at top speed.

“Since I don’t know,” he thought, “I guess I’ll need to find someone who does.”

As he flashed through the air, he changed his appearance and reduced his Cultivation base to the Nascent Soul stage. After speeding along for a few days, he suddenly stopped and looked off into the distance.

Not too far away, he spotted a several hundred meter wide whirlpool, within which was an enormous seahorse. It roared as pulses of coldness emanated out from it, causing everything around it to freeze.

Hovering in mid-air in front of the seahorse were two people, a man and a woman. The man was old and hunchbacked. He had a Cultivation base at the early Nascent Soul stage, and wizened features. His face was pale, and he clutched a pearl in his hand, which emanated pulses of flame power. It transformed into a rain of fire that filled the entire area, including the spot occupied by the seahorse.

Next to the old man was the woman, who wore a mask that made it impossible to see what her face looked like. However, from the rest of her skin that was visible, it was possible to determine that she wasn’t very old.

Her Cultivation base was at the early Core Formation stage, and although she watched intently as the old man fought back against the Sea Demon, deep within her eyes flickered intense hatred.

Seeing the old man’s pale face, she said, “Senior, let’s just forget about it. Why don’t we go find a weaker Sea Demon….”

“We’ve been out here for months,” said the old man through gritted teeth. “This is the first Sea Demon we’ve found. How could we possibly let it go!?” He spit out a mouthful of blood, causing the pearl he held to turn bright red. Next, a sea of flames exploded out, causing steam to rise up from the seawater below. The seahorse, which was caught up in the flames, roared. Intense coldness exploded out from it as it charged forward into the fire. Immediately more than half of the sea of flames was extinguished.

The old man’s face flickered, and he clenched his jaw. However, it was in this exact moment that suddenly, a bright beam of light approached from off in the distance.

Inside the beam, of course, was Meng Hao.

His sudden appearance shocked the old man. The face of the young woman next to him also flickered. As for the old man, when he saw that Meng Hao’s Cultivation base was at the early Nascent Soul stage, he relaxed a bit, but at the same time, also frowned.

“Fellow Daoist,” he said, “please keep your distance. I discovered this Demon, so according to the custom, it belongs to me.”

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This chapter was sponsored by Stephen Lucas

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67 thoughts on “ISSTH – Book 5 – Chapter 658” - NO SPOILERS

    1. It really bothers me the fact that now are a LOT of Nascent Soul cultivators. WTF? Its a new era? When MH becomes Dao Seeker, Spirit Severing will become the new common ground, with a lot of SS cultivators everywhere?? Bullshit!

      It was ok at Western Desert, since their power came from the totens. But normal cultivators? Cant be…

      1. To some extent, there already were a decent number of Nascent Soul cultivators; Meng Hao didn’t interact with them a lot because they all considered him an “ant”.

    1. I don’t really know. Maybe he had some alcohol from the Immortal Demon Sect with him? I imagine that would be some high quality stuff.

    2. I think it was a way of giving Face, or a trade
      They didnt want to kill each other and he said the magical symbols were belonging to the 3 sects.
      So instead of pushing the issue with force/threat, Meng Hao offered some booze, kind of a trade.
      Or maybe it is awesome ancient booze 😀

    3. I think it was the leftover alcohol inside the flagon he received from the frost immortal oldman. You know the one he uses with the Immortal Qi Sword. Since he already used up the technique 3 times, the alcohol qi is pretty much useless for him. No wonder this Sun guy traded it for the symbols because the alcohol contains immortal qi.

      1. Didn’t that flagon have infinite alcohol, no matter how much you drink it never gets empty? Plus meng hao promised to return the flagon and blue sword back when he comes back to rescue Han shan

        1. Maybe Meng Hao put some of the alcohol into a second flagon and that’s what he gave him?

          I know if I had a flagon that dispenses an infinite amount of great alcohol, the first thing I’d do is find a way to bottle and sell as much of it as I can.

          1. “produce a bottle gourd with alcohol in it”

            Just a gourd not the flagon so he probably placed some in a gourd

  1. on the verge of collapse(s)

    Also, I think you should add that he suppressed his cultivation base to the ‘early’ nascent soul stage. It sounds like he’s just rolling around at spirit severing at all times as it is now.

    1. I recall that Haowie is in the “Great Circle” of Nascent Soul stage. That was the term used to describe peak level. He is only comparable to a Spirit Severing if he combine all his nascent souls

      1. That was before the Demon Immortal Sect, now he was only in the first anima (it has always mentioned specifically that he went into nth anima, but didn’t this time. It should be safe to say that he didn’t transform) and he fought a Second Severing Cultivator. In other words, since he made the Demon Qi Nascent Soul and compressed his cultivation base, his current power in the first anima is only a level below a Second Severing Cultivator, while he should be significantly stronger than a First Severing Cultivator.
        Remember that all of his Nascent Souls boost his base power as well, although not nearly as much as fusing them. In addition, compressing his power multiplies it exponentially as he said himself. Once it gets to 1 Nascent Soul power it’ll be FAR more powerful than just multiplying it iirc. Right now I’m guessing he’s around 5 since it’s been a while since he was at 6. In addition, his ninth anima should be powerful enough to fight Third Severing (Great Circle of Severing?) Cultivators since he was able to survive an attack (albeit using treasures) from a Dao Seeking Expert, and the gaps between stages only grow exponentially as you go up. To a Spirit Severing Patriarch he can kill any number of lower level cultivators, while Dao Seeking Cultivators should be able to kill Spirit Severing Patriarchs even more easily.

    1. You can’t really consider it as evil in the context. Cultivator are people who fight against Heavens in order to reach Immortality, so you can’t say nothing is more important for them than their own life. So in the mist of danger, most of cultivators would have no calms to sacrifice someone else to protect their life, especially in this case where the guy doesn’t seem to have a close relationship with the girl (but a guy that can easily kill a kin or a lover is obviously an evil antagonist, or a coward, or both).

    2. 2 things:
      1) that’s part of the *Spo1ler* sneak peek
      2) Most cultivators are what we would call “evil” with them taking whatever they need by force if necessary. You have to remember what Meng Hao said before, no matter how talented one is, without a crapton of resources, it would be impossible to get to even the Nascent Soul stage. Almost everyone who makes it to that level is either used to getting everything they want and wouldn’t care about other people much, or else are used to killing and looting. Especially since one needs a firm will in order to advance in cultivation.

    1. Um, he’s been using that phrase for a long time now. Like I’m pretty sure he used the phrase even when Meng Hao was at either the Foundation Establishment or Core Formation stage.
      Speaking of, it’s actually really annoyed me how much time some authors talk about. It’ll be like people exchange 4 or 5 sentences and the authors like “2 hours have passed” or else there’ll be a fight sequence where people do like two exchanges and then the author will be like “it had been 2 minutes since the fight began.” Honestly, it’s kinda one of my pet peeves when an author screws up time, and probably one of the reasons I like xianxia so much, because it actually makes sense given their power levels for things to happen at ridiculously high speeds. Like CD had people complete whole fights in a fraction of a second while detailing them. It makes sense that they’d be that fast since they’re freaking DEITIES.

  2. I am so proud . Meng Hao has yet again advanced in the Dao of Conning . When one can con the insanity inducing Meat Jelly and ancient celestial bird in one go . Well done fellow daoist

    1. No, that is merely a low level skill in the Great Dao of Conning. Meng Hao had long since mastered that paltry skill since like a few hundred chapters back.

  3. So I’m pretty sure that that alcohol is the stuff Meng Hao got from Han Shan, the Frost Soil Demon Emperor, but why claim it was from his hometown and why did that make Saint Sun Soul let him go?
    Also, thanks for the chapter!

    1. Of course it was made up by conman Meng. He’s smart so he won’t reveal he received it from Han Shan, who is not your typical immortal. No need to shed unnecessary information to strangers so he lied about its origin.

      Don’t forget that the alcohol contains ‘immortal qi’. The Sain Sun Soul guy noticed it and since he’s a man who has a virtue, he gave 10,000 symbols back conman Meng after receiving such gift. It was an immortal alcohol. Totally worth it to trade for the symbols (which he already had tons in his pocket).

      1. Yeah, iirc Meng Hao has used all of the Dancing Sword Qi attacks he can, so now he’s just left with an unending wine jug that contains trace amounts of Immortal Qi. I’m guessing he put some of it into another flagon which is what he gave to Sun Soul. I’d imagine even those traces of Immortal Qi would be beneficial for him after all, and Sun Soul gave the things back.

  4. Thanks for the chapter! One mistake that I noticed though:

    ““People really come risk there lives here for a trifling few hundred Demon hearts?” A contemplative look appeared in Meng Hao’s eyes.”

    *Their

  5. Can we just contemplate that Meng Hao’s seven 60-year cycles of time equal to 420 years? Howie knows what’s best :3

    And thanks for the chapter.

  6. The veins of wood were clearly visible on it, and when the power of Time emanated out from within, it contained the ripples of seven sixty-year cycles of time. Meng Hao had no other magical item that possessed as much power of Time.

    *COUGH COUGH* looks at the sword tip containing several tens of thousands of time.
    More accurate to say no other time sword or something…

    Next to the old man was the woman, who wore a mask that made it impossible to see what her face looked like. However, from the rest of her skin that was visible, it was possible to determine that she wasn’t very old.

    Her Cultivation base was at the early Core Formation stage, and although she watched intently as the old man fought back against the Sea Demon, deep within her eyes flickered intense hatred.

    Well, her skin doesn’t say much about how old she is. Look at meng hao, closing in on 300 years old yet as supple as a baby’s bottom. Well, he’s a bit of a special case, but take the spirit severing boy for example, or the ji clan patriarch that also looks very young… or anyone else with a high cultivation. Seeing as she is a core formation cultivator, unless she has taken longevity increasing pills or items(which seems to be rare and damn expensive, so likely not), she can still live up to about 300 years old, so she could probably look young at 100-150 years old, no probs. With items for longevity, she could be several hundreds of years old. I don’t really think that “skin health/age” can determine something such as age in a cultivation universe where you can screw up with your life force turning into a wrinkly mummy and then go back to normal with a pill or two… well, I guess that 100-150 years old is pretty young to a cultivator, meng hao that is around 250-260 years old is still considered a fledgling by powerful people at spirit severing or dao seeking stage, not to mention immortals and above.
    Well, I’m just reading into it too much though, we all know what the author means, haha 😀

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