Demon Hunter and His Cabin
Chapter 680 - Chapter 680 Chapter 573 Asura

Chapter 680: Chapter 573 Asura Chapter 680: Chapter 573 Asura “The flaw of a Nekomata, huh?”

Sword Master Cold Crow shook his head, facing this old fox, many questions Roger had to consider again and again before making a decision.

But in reality, no matter which decision he made, he couldn’t help but feel some suspicion in his heart, unable to discern whether it was his own decision or one made under the other’s guidance.

He had made a choice in a seemingly proactive manner, but it was actually passive.

Unable to consider too much, Roger could only strive to maximize benefits for the moment.

“There are two paths,”

Sword Master Cold Crow stretched out two emaciated fingers.

“Absorb the fragments of the Guardian Spirit and, while augmenting your strength, you will also breed countless negative emotions, especially the resentment from just before the other’s death.”

“The first is to use a special method to expel this resentment from the body, to stop violence with violence, to nurture the evil thoughts in your heart with slaughter, and to condense the ensuing power of slaughter into the weapon in your hand.”

“Such beings are known as Asuras.”

“Your body, your Spiritual Power, and your weapon will all become pure instruments of slaughter, yet the only thing that can remain pure is your soul.”

“With a Pure Spirit, wield the Sword of Slaughter.”

“This is the best solution!”

“Heh, Asura Ghosts who revel in slaughter are indeed mighty beings.”

Sword Master Cold Crow exclaimed.

Roger’s heart pounded upon hearing this. It sounded simple, but no matter how he looked at it, it seemed like dancing on the edge of a knife, from his body and Spiritual Power to even his material possessions and weapons.

All would be tainted by evil slaughterous power; in this cycle of perpetuation, the evil force would grow stronger and stronger. Could one truly maintain purity of heart forever?

Even the slightest deviation, the merest whisper of power infiltrating the heart, and no longer would the Asura of the Sword live, but a pure demon instead.

A being more dreadful than any monster.

A monster.

No longer human.

“If you choose this path, I will teach you a special cultivation practice.”

[Asura Reincarnation Technique]

“After practicing, your soul, your heart, will be utterly separated from everything else, and as long as you do not actively break this barrier, you will maintain this state.”

“Then, transform into an Asura, gaining unrivaled power in a brief period.”

“It is said that the Asura of the Sword is the closest being to the limits of power in this world; combine that with formidable combat skills…”

“Perhaps you could even pierce the skies!”

As soon as the words were spoken, a piece of paper as if soaked in fresh blood appeared on the table.

Roger’s heart throbbed. He felt an inexplicable force drawing him towards picking up the piece of paper on the table and making it his own.

“What a sinister object.”

Regaining his composure, Roger looked away.

“You need to be mindful of one thing, after learning the Asura Reincarnation Technique, your heart will be sealed, and from then on, you cannot open up to any matter.”

“Listen well, I mean anything!”

“A beautiful woman, a lovable child, your dear friends and relatives, teachers and brothers.”

Sword Master Cold Crow’s mouth curled into a hideous smile.

“The morning sun at dawn, the bright moon in the night, a flower, a breeze, a bowl of rice, even a sip of water.”

“Nothing is permissible!”

“You will not feel love, nor will you understand any emotions, for these things could lead to the collapse of your mental defenses.”

“The body is just a shell, a box.”

“And once your mental defenses collapse, that will be the start of a disaster.”

Sword Master Cold Crow’s tone was calm, but Roger could feel a soul’s loneliness and despair within it.

Choosing this path meant eternal solitude; he was destined to force himself away from all that stirred emotion.

Doing so was the best choice for both himself and others.

Roger didn’t believe that anyone could achieve this; he almost imagined that the end of the Way of the Asura was self-destruction.

Without exception.

“And the second option?” He took a deep breath and asked.

“The second is the simplest.”

Sword Master Cold Crow revealed an odd smile.

“Find a woman, get her pregnant. Following a specific method, after ten months of pregnancy, she will give birth to your child.”

“Raise the child and pass on the method of cultivating a Nekomata Guardian Spirit to them. When they reach the Third Tier, they will involuntarily transfer all the negative things accumulated on you onto themselves.”

“Kill them, and you can reclaim the power you lost and resolve the hidden danger in your body.”

“Remember, the greater the love from the woman you choose, the stronger the final transfer effect will be.”

“Get started early, you could have a group of women bear your children…”

Hearing the words of Sword Master Cold Crow, Roger’s brows lightly furrowed, the image of a face flashed across his mind.

Higurashi Chika.

“Is it a coincidence?”

“Is it just normal inheritance, or was Senka nothing more than a tool of her father?”

“Does it seem cruel to you?”

Sword Master Cold Crow smiled.

“Similar methods are derived from Western transcendents after all, for the study of bloodlines, you far surpass us.”

“From the West, eh?”

Roger wasn’t a traditional Western transcendent and had no psychological burden regarding such matters, but after much talking, neither method was feasible for him to implement.

“Are these the only two ways?”

Roger asked, somewhat helplessly.

“Of course not,”

Sword Master Cold Crow chuckled lightly, “Actually, the best choice is not to use it at all.”

“Without greed, there are no evil thoughts; without evil thoughts, calamity won’t arise. It’s the simplest logic.”

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