Cultivation through Skin Making

Chapter 677: 243. We are… good… friends… (8.2K words – big Chapter, please subscribe)_2

But the things within these “chickens” that can temporarily be called “Ghost Cultivators” don’t seem to have set their sights on him. Song Yan concealed his aura, his figure moved instantly, and he quickly appeared by the giant dragon skeleton he had detected earlier.

The skeleton faintly revealed a Dragon Tomb, a tomb naturally formed upon the dragon’s death, inscribed with chaotic and complex patterns.

’Cultivate the “Dragon Burial Law” using this tombstone as a resource.’

Immediately, rows of information surfaced:

[You rapidly devour the ancient ’Coiling Dragon Tombstone’ before you. Coiling Dragon is a stronger existence than Hui Dragon, and thus the power this tombstone can provide you is naturally stronger.]

[Threads of Earth Burial Qi belonging to the dragon impact the ’Burial’ character you glimpse, gradually spreading open, with something inside seeming to break out, but quickly suppressed by another force.]

[You notice a strange white dot suddenly appearing in your Divine Soul, the force suppressing the ’Burial’ character is this white dot. Simultaneously, you see new information on your panel: ’Celestial Dao Characters——Hua’ (0/100)].

[You continue cultivating, the black dot continues to expand, the white dot emerges from deeper layers, forming a larger white ring externally, truly becoming ’Black rises a foot, White rises a yard.’]

[You feel you cannot let both expand while remaining indifferent, so you bite your teeth, mobilizing your Lifebound Talisman Character ’Freedom’, attempting to suppress the two dots within a certain range to prevent them from continuing to spread.]

[A transparent ring reappears outside the white ring, your efforts have worked, the black dot and white ring are confined together.]

[The Earth Burial Qi of the Coiling Dragon Tombstone is frantically mobilized, causing the black dot’s power to grow stronger. Once strengthened to a certain degree, the black dot breaks free from the white ring, beginning a counter-surrounding.]

[The white ring turns into a white dot, encircled by the black ring, your transparent ring, stained by black and white, turns into a faint layer of gray.]

[The black ring continues to charge out, you sense a major problem, for the black represents the power of ’Forbidden Talisman——Burial’, white represents the power of ’Forbidden Talisman——Hua’, while gray is your own power of ’Freedom’. If ’Burial’ breaks through your ’Freedom’, although you won’t be done for immediately, it certainly won’t be pleasant. You decide to do something.]

For a moment, Song Yan paused slightly, perceiving the situation inside him, perceiving the breakthrough on the verge and the abyss one step away, falling into contemplation.

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Boom!!

Lu Jueyun received a sword strike, iron armor crumbling around him, blood lines emerging on his skin, he looked fearfully at the Sword Cultivator high above.

Sword brows cold, lips extremely pale, yet those eyes had a peculiar stiffness that destroyed the overall gracefulness.

He wore a pristine white robe, its corners weighed with two Ice Crystal Divination Coins, holding was a Dharma Sword of the Profound Yellow Second Realm, dispersing various “Power of Love Threads”.

The sword has emotion, the person is emotionless.

An emotionless person wields an emotional sword.

Lu Jueyun suddenly recalled something, shouted harshly: “You are the last Sect Leader of the Supreme Sect, Hanshan Zhenren, Xiao Hanshan!”

No, you are not Xiao Hanshan, if you were truly Xiao Hanshan, I would have died long ago. Moreover, Xiao Hanshan comprehended the Supreme Forget Emotion Dao, it’s impossible for him to be as emotionless as you…..

I know, I know! This rusted sword’s ancient battlefield is your Supreme Sect, you’ve become a Ghost Cultivator!”

Hanshan Zhenren from above neither admitted nor denied, merely descended swiftly.

Countless Power of Love Threads reached out densely like a spider web, locking the powerless Lu Jueyun in a cage.

There was still some clarity in his eyes, yet his power scattered all around him, constantly needing to resist the force emanating from these Power of Love Threads.

On the other side, a Female Cultivator of the Hehuan Sect, wrapped in a fuchsia veil that made faces blush with shame and beauty, the Female Cultivator enchanting, with a Peach Blossom Ornament on her brow, but strangely her cheeks were a bit puffy, resembling the swelling seen in dead giant corpses, though well concealed by rouge.

With each step the bells on her feet ring, peach blossom shadows bloom.

This is the “Fragrant Bone Lady” interred with Hanshan Zhenren——Hua Xianggu.

Hua Xianggu is a demoness of the Hehuan type, whereas Xiao Hanshan’s sect affiliation is the Righteous Dao.

The two were buried together back then, yet the Supreme Sect became a battlefield, leading to utter disaster; surely many stories must have occurred within.

However, the past can no longer be recalled, if a story is buried, then… let it be.

Former enemies or even adversaries during life, after becoming Ghost Cultivators, they are quite harmonious.

Hua Xianggu steps, bells ringing.

In the bell’s sound, those few cultivators who fled earlier were driven along like corpses, expressionless, following silently behind the Fragrant Bone Lady, with drooping hands and heads.

The two gathered together, exchanged glances.

Xiao Hanshan said: “Except for that incident with Han Zhou, no problems have occurred since, my Three Thousand Love Silk Sword Array can kill at will, and imprison the living if need be.”

Hua Xianggu said: “Then let’s not worry, for now, let’s consider how to penetrate outside.”

Xiao Hanshan lifted Lu Jueyun in the Emotion Cage, laughing sinisterly: “There are quite a few from outside sects in this batch. Turn them into our people, and we can leave without a trace.

I’ve always wanted to know how we truly formed, perhaps… outside lies the truth we seek.”

“Indeed, on this vast battlefield, only the two of us have been resurrected, I also wish to leave here sooner.” Hua Xianggu said, “But to transform this young one of the Profound Yellow Second Realm, it’ll take at least fifty years. Let’s hope during this time, no old adversaries we can’t handle come looking for them.”