Cultivation through Skin Making

Chapter 730: 257. Hidden and Concealed, Seasoned and Strategizing for the Nation (5.8K Words – Subscription Requested)

Crane Spirit Sect…

Deep within.

An extremely hidden Sand Secret Realm.

The honeycomb-like black mountains rose within, appearing from afar as countless stacked giant skulls.

In the cavity of each skull, Yin Coffins were placed, some empty, others filled, those filled contained the bodies of Profound Yellow Level cultivators, including Elder Ding, Elder Zhao, and even the Sixth Elder.

In the rugged large caves below, common coffins held the Divinity Transformation cultivators.

Little Bell donned a Moon White Crane Cloak of the same material to match her husband, her long sleeves draping slightly, drifting like floating clouds as she walked.

Tap tap tap…

Song Yan walked openly through the eerie cave, the dark tones adding to his sinister vibe.

Within the cave, a strange sound of coffins being pushed suddenly echoed.

After a “creak creak,” followed continuous similar grating noises.

One by one, the Divinity Transformation Realm ghost cultivators sat up straight in their coffins, eyes vacant, their “Three Phases Overlapping,” body, soul, and thought seemingly entirely separate, at one moment the divine soul appeared outside, at another, a celestial demon crawled out from the soul chart, the body indeed a Divinity Transformation level netherworld corpse demon.

This was the special nature of Yin Qi.

Ghost cultivators born from Yin Qi were stronger than they were in life, simply because they had split into three: body of netherworld life, thought as a celestial demon, soul akin to a newborn, solely focused on “invade invade invade, turning more into ghost cultivators.”

Because of this, Xiao Hanshan’s ambushes appeared especially invincible, with few below the Profound Yellow Three Realms able to withstand his deadly strike of “settled silence.”

At this moment, Song Yan was watching the newly formed ghost cultivators as he walked.

The air suddenly filled with the scent of peach blossoms, and Little Bell cast a wary glance at the ghost cultivator stepping on peach blossoms, before snuggling closer to Song Yan, sweetly calling, “Sister Hua Xianggu.”

Hua Xianggu covered her mouth, tilted her head back, and giggled, then said, “Old Li, this girl fears I’ll steal you! This girl, actually fears I’ll steal you! Hehehe…”

Song Yan chuckled.

Hua Xianggu said, “So, Old Li, want to add me as a Dao Companion?”

As she spoke, she glanced at Little Bell, who was still smiling, though it had become visibly forced.

As if teasing her, Hua Xianggu’s playful words indeed made her jealous.

Finding it even more amusing, Hua Xianggu thought rare a female cultivator in the Profound Yellow Realm was like this, intending to continue saying shameless things to tease the young girl.

Song Yan interrupted, “Alright, Sister Hua Xianggu. Let’s talk business; you called me today for what?”

Hua Xianggu’s demeanor suddenly turned serious and she said, “Old Li, there is indeed official business to discuss with you.”

She gazed eerily at the newly born ghost cultivators, saying, “Recently, some disciples in the Crane Spirit Sect have begun to notice something amiss.”

Song Yan nodded.

He was well aware the ghost cultivators hadn’t leaked information, but those who could cultivate in the Crane Spirit Sect were no fools, and despite the silence, their vigilance had been piqued over time, allowing them to perceive some clues.

Hua Xianggu continued, “Today, this batch of Divinity Transformation disciples has just been nurtured, and I plan…”

Her eyes flashed coldly, her voice low and with a violent edge: “Might as well leave nothing to chance, how about killing all the remaining disciples? Although there are more than sixty in the first rank of Profound Yellow, and many families below them, killing them in one stroke is better than letting them cause trouble later.

Then, place all those disciples in the area filled with Yin Qi, and let the newly nurtured ghost cultivators show face outside today.

Though the commotion might attract the attention of keen observers, what does it matter even if they notice?

We have people within the Sea Break Sect, and even if the Changfeng Immortal Dynasty comes to besiege us, it will still be chaos, and where there is chaos, there is advantage for us.

As for Xiao Hanshan, he agrees with me, we both want to make a big move, once and for all.”

Upon hearing this, Song Yan showed a thoughtful expression.

After a while, he shook his head, saying, “Sister Hua Xianggu, let’s hold off for now, do nothing. Don’t expand at Sea Break Sect either, just leave my four avatars there.”

Hua Xianggu frowned, saying, “Old Li, you’re not even taking action, and now you want to stop?”

Song Yan replied, “I will have Sect Leader He Wuya and the elders in Crane Spirit Sect calm the disciples, dispelling their doubts. As long as nothing happens, over time they will naturally think they were overthinking.”

Seeing Hua Xianggu about to speak, Song Yan interjected, “Celestial Wondrous Sword Palace has sent people, it was a message from Rusted Sword Blood Abyss.

Though they don’t know where the Celestial Marvel Sword’s Void Ship has gone, it might very well be this Western Nether Realm.

I don’t know what they are up to, but… it’s time to lay low.”

Hua Xianggu pondered for a moment, rolling her eyes as she said, “Old Li, we can act discreetly, no need to be so cautious. Don’t you trust me and Xiao Hanshan handling this?”

Ordinarily, it might have been left at that, since she’d been warned, and Hua Xianggu wasn’t a child, she had her own considerations.

But Song Yan quietly observed Hua Xianggu, sincerely saying, “Sister Hua Xianggu, haste makes waste; your fortunate escape today is no different than those cultivators who wanted to explore the Giant Dragon Battlefield for treasures back then?”

Hua Xianggu was taken aback, showing a struggle in her expression, ultimately saying, “Fine, I’ll listen to you, Old Li!”

With that said…

She raised her hand and waved.

Pop pop pop pat!

One by one, the coffin lids closed.

“All of you continue sleeping! Sleep until Old Li decides you can wake up!”