After returning to the village, start chasing the mountain from binding Emei

Chapter 846 Opening the Jar, What's Inside!

He put the jar on the ground.

At this moment, the jar under the moonlight looked perfectly normal and ordinary, with nothing unusual about it.

"A grown man like you, a little blood loss is nothing, you'll recover in no time..." The eight-winged centipede thought he was being coy.

Chen Yang shook his head and touched the Shushan Mountain Lord Seal he carried on his body.

A large vat appeared out of nowhere in front of him.

The porcelain jar is over a meter tall and nearly a meter in diameter, and its mouth is covered.

Chen Yang lifted the lid, and an extremely strong smell of blood instantly filled the air.

"I go?"

The eight-winged centipede was stunned by what it saw.

blood.

The vat was full of blood, and not just any blood, but the spiritual blood of cultivators.

Moreover, it is the essence of spiritual blood, condensed from an absolute large amount of spiritual blood.

This tank is so big, it's a bit scary.

"How many people have you killed? When did this happen?" The eight-winged centipede was completely dumbfounded.

It thought Chen Yang would just bleed a little, but it never expected that Chen Yang would make such a big fuss.

When they went to the Bottomless Cave in Longmen Mountain, the eight-winged centipede was not present, so it naturally did not know about Chen Yang's experience in the Bottomless Cave, let alone the origin of the blood.

Chen Yang briefly explained the origin of the spirit blood to him, then took a ladle from the system's storage and scooped a ladleful of spirit blood directly from the vat.

The blood had long since congealed due to the passage of time, but when true essence was applied, it melted away quickly, like ice.

A rich aura of blood quickly dissipated.

Chen Yang hesitated for a moment before taking any further action.

He stared at the jar in front of him. "Friend, we mean no harm. If you want to get out, we'll help you. We don't expect anything in return. Just don't cause trouble for us after you get out..."

Regardless of whether he could hear or understand what was inside, Chen Yang still spoke first.

The jar did not react.

As if he had made up his mind, Chen Yang slowly poured the melted spiritual blood from the ladle onto the jar.

The jar was instantly stained red with blood. In the middle of the night, high in the mountains, such a scene was truly chilling.

At this moment, the moon was still hanging overhead. Although it was not as bright as a full moon, its cool moonlight still illuminated Tiger Leap Cliff. With Chen Yang's eyesight, he could see everything around him clearly.

The blood was sprinkled on the jar, and the jar acted like a sponge, quickly absorbing the blood without a single drop falling to the ground.

As the spiritual blood in the gourd was continuously absorbed, Chen Yang clearly felt the jar getting warmer.

It quickly became scalding hot.

After the ladle of spiritual blood was poured out, the jar began to steam, and white smoke began to rise.

He then scooped up another ladleful, dissolved it further, and poured it onto the jar.

After the second ladle was poured out, the jar had turned a distinctly red, the kind of red that comes from being burned.

"Kaka..."

The jar began to shake violently, and under Chen Yang's divine eye, a large number of incantations appeared on its surface.

These incantations, like chains, were binding the jar together, but at this moment, they were rapidly crumbling.

Chen Yang's heart was in his throat, while the eight-winged centipede beside him was also full of anticipation and vigilance.

Shi Ling, Wu Lei Zhenren, and San Shi Shen Shu were also using their primordial spirit power to monitor the condition of the jar.

They were all like people waiting for a lottery draw.

"call!"

Chen Yang breathed a sigh of relief and grabbed another ladle of spirit blood. This was the fifth ladle he had used. He had a feeling that this last ladle would open the jar.

Fortunately, this place is in the mountains, so even if something unexpected happens, it won't affect the village.

As the fifth ladle of spiritual blood was poured in, the energy runes on the jar began to float up.

"Boom..."

The incantation suddenly exploded and quickly turned to ashes.

Chen Yang subconsciously took several steps back.

The jar returned to its original state, standing quietly in place.

The atmosphere suddenly became weird.

Chen Yang stood there holding a ladle and a wooden pestle. After a brief moment of stunned silence, he quickly put the ladle away and gripped the Yi Wood Divine Thunder Token hanging around his neck with one hand.

Having undergone the Daoist Tribulation of my uncle, the token has been recharged with energy.

Judging from his posture, it seemed like he was ready to smash the contents of the jar at any moment.

The incantation on the jar had disappeared, and there was no sound at all.

Chen Yang gave the eight-winged centipede a wink.

The eight-winged centipede paused slightly. Although it had been the one who had encouraged the opening of the jar, it was still somewhat apprehensive once the jar was actually opened.

However, the incredibly delicious aroma wafting from the jar made it so tempted that it immediately flapped its wings and flew over.

A real dragon egg?
Could it be a real dragon egg?

Carefully lifting the jar, like a gambler playing Texas Hold'em, I slowly lifted the lid.

"Oh my god!"

The eight-winged centipede cried out in surprise, seemingly having discovered something. It put the lid back on the jar and, without saying a word, flew towards Chen Yang.

It suddenly wrapped itself around Chen Yang's shoulder.

Chen Yang, who had been craning his neck to try and see what was inside, was startled by the eight-winged centipede's sudden outburst.

He instinctively took a few steps back.

"What's wrong? What is it?" Chen Yang asked hurriedly.

He didn't even see what was going on inside, yet he managed to scare the eight-winged centipede. Could this old centipede be deliberately playing a trick on him?

"You, go see for yourself," the eight-winged centipede stammered.

Chen Yang's face twitched.

My gaze fell on the jar, and for some reason, my mouth felt a little dry.

"I can feel it, it's his presence." Shi Ling's voice rang in Chen Yang's ear.

"he?"

Chen Yang's eyes flickered slightly.

At this moment, when Shi Ling said those words, Chen Yang naturally understood who the "he" she was referring to was.

Although the eight-winged centipede was frightened, the fact that it allowed the observer to go and see meant that there shouldn't be much danger.

Chen Yang's curiosity was also aroused, reaching its peak.

He adjusted his breathing, holding the Crimson Sky Sword in one hand and the Wood Divine Thunder Token in the other, and carefully moved towards the jar.

Reaching the jar, Chen Yang took a deep breath, as if making a firm decision, and used the tip of his Crimson Sky Sword to flick the lid of the jar.

"Shh!"

The lid was instantly pried open.

Chen Yang craned his neck to look inside.

moment.

A tingling sensation ran down my scalp, my whole body felt like it was being electrocuted, my heart felt like it was being grabbed, and my mind went blank for a moment.

Inside the jar was a human head.

A bald head that had become withered and dry.

A pair of eyes met his gaze, a look that seemed to transcend endless time and space, a gaze from the Grim Reaper.

Its eyes were bright and expressive, giving Chen Yang the feeling that it was alive.

In that instant, Chen Yang forgot to even scream, his entire being enveloped by this sudden and terrifying scene.

An overwhelming fear surged through Chen Yang's mind like a tidal wave. He didn't even know how that moment passed. His legs suddenly went weak, and he felt powerless, as if he were being suppressed by the powerful pressure of the primordial spirit.

The human head in the jar was staring at him. The skin on its face had lost some moisture, making it look dry and grotesque, but you could still vaguely make out some of its original shape.

The top of his head was smooth and shiny, and Chen Yang could clearly see several ring marks on it.

"Buzz!"

At that moment, the sudden vibration of the jar brought Chen Yang back to reality.

Chen Yang hurriedly staggered backward, clutching the Yi Wood Divine Thunder Token in one hand, ready to unleash his thunder magic at any moment.

The weasel king also controlled the little white snake to fly up, and the eight-winged centipede also went into a state of alert.

Inside the jar, the human head rapidly weathered away like sand. Under Chen Yang's Heavenly Eye vision, as the jar vibrated violently, a beam of white light shot out directly from the mouth of the jar.

A white beam of light suddenly shot into the sky, reaching straight into the heavens.

"Thank you very much, young brother. I will repay your kindness in the future."

A voice, indistinguishable between male and female, young and old, drifted into Chen Yang's ears from afar.

As the sound faded, a white light shot into the sky and disappeared.

Chen Yang looked up at the already dark night sky and stood there for a long time.

What is this operation?
It took Chen Yang a long time to come to his senses. The surroundings were silent, and the jar was still on the ground. If the lid of the jar hadn't been opened, Chen Yang would have almost thought that it was all a dream and that nothing had actually happened.

After a while, Chen Yang came to the jar again and peered inside.

The head was gone, and the jar was empty. He looked up at the night sky again.

He looked completely bewildered.

Recalling what just happened, I still feel lingering fear.

I never imagined that the jar contained a human head.

The thought that he had left the jar on his bedside table for so many days sent chills down Chen Yang's spine.

Whose head is that?

Why was it sealed in a jar?

After the fear subsided, countless questions arose in Chen Yang's mind.

"It was him, the divine being who imparted the scriptures to me back then."

Shi Ling's confident voice came through.

Chen Yang paused slightly. "Are you sure?"

"determine."

Shi Ling's voice was very serious, "Appearance can change, but aura cannot. I remember his aura..."

Chen Yang took a deep breath.

Yang Wanyue?
The legendary evil cultivator from a thousand years ago?
Legend has it that this person practiced both Buddhism and Taoism. The head that Chen Yang just saw had ordination scars on its head, proving that it was indeed a Buddhist practitioner.

If it really is this person, have I gotten myself into trouble?
Was it its primordial spirit that just escaped?
Just a wisp of breath was enough to immobilize him; how powerful was that?

After a while, Chen Yang came to his senses and turned to look at the eight-winged centipede. "Old Centipede, didn't you say that there was a real dragon egg in the jar?"

"I……"

The eight-winged centipede was speechless for a moment, then chuckled dryly, "I... well, I am indeed very tempting."

All it knew was that the contents of the jar tasted very tempting.

He guessed it was some kind of snake, which is quite normal, as snake brains are fatally attractive to them.

The snake that could evoke such a strong temptation in it must be of an extremely high level. Given the rolling around inside, it's reasonable for him to guess that it's a real dragon egg.
Who would have thought that there would be a human head inside?

But to be honest, that human head was really tempting to it; it must have been the head of a Celestial Realm expert.

Unfortunately, it didn't even have a chance to take a sip.

Seeing his innocent look, Chen Yang decided not to argue with him anymore.

"It's hard to say whether it's a blessing or a curse that such a being has run away."

He shook his head, looking somewhat worried.

Perhaps we shouldn't have held a vote in the first place. Now that it's turned out like this, all that spiritual blood wasted to produce this thing, and in the end, it seems we didn't gain any real benefit.

The Five Thunder Immortal said, "Even if it really is that being, he only has a primordial spirit left, so he can't cause too much trouble. After all, this world doesn't allow beings at the Celestial Realm..."

It sounds a bit like Ah Q's self-consolation.

But what's done is done, and there's no use regretting it now.

It was already past midnight.

Chen Yang didn't linger any longer. He put the jar away and went down the mountain.

……

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Name: Chen Yang

Physical strength: 51535.

Mental power: 54212/54212.

Yuan Shen: 18710.

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Upon advancing to the later stages of the Creation Realm, all stats show significant improvement.

Physical strength and mental power both automatically increased by about 10 grades, while the primordial spirit directly soared to 30 grades.

Although a 187th-grade primordial spirit is nothing compared to a Dao True Realm expert, it is enough to contend with most early-stage Dao True Realm beings.

Chen Yang was confident that with his current strength, he could easily defeat an early-stage Dao Realm cultivator in a one-on-one fight, with a win rate of at least 70%.

However, some exceptionally powerful early-stage Dao Realm cultivators are excluded.

Chen Yang checked his stats and then spent some time consolidating his cultivation level.

He was one step closer to the Dao True Realm.

……

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county seat.

Xue Kaiqi arranged to meet Chen Yang at the Taihe Hall of the Xue family home.

Chen Yang arrived in the county town at just past eight in the morning.

It's hot lately, so you should go out early.

He came with Huang Can, who was taking his driving test today, and Chen Yang gave him a ride.

After dropping Huang Can off near the driving school, Chen Yang went straight to Taihetang, arriving at the place before nine o'clock.

In Taihetang, upstairs in Xue Kaiqi's office, Chen Yang sat on the sofa, enjoying the air conditioning, listening to Xue Kaiqi talk.

Xue Chongli left Sichuan a few days ago and returned to Faxiang Temple.

He's only coming back for a short stay, not permanently; he'll eventually have to return to the temple.

After all, Xue Chongli was the manager of the Discipline Hall of Faxiang Temple, and it would cause problems if he didn't go back for a long time.

This short stay at the Xue family's residence has achieved its purpose of deterring troublemakers. Most of the forces in Shu that have dealings with the Xue family know that the Xue family still has such a powerful backer. Even if he leaves, they probably won't dare to do anything to the Xue family anymore.

Of course, there will definitely be some blind fools. Xue Chongli is far away at Faxiang Temple, and his influence is out of reach. The Xue family also cannot produce any decent experts. What can be done?
Before leaving, Xue Chongli left a message for Xue Kaiqi, telling her to ask Chen Yang to handle any problems she couldn't solve.

Chen Yang had received a favor from Xue Chongli, so he naturally owed him a debt of gratitude. Xue Chongli had already told him that day that since he had received the benefit, he should naturally help the Xue family solve their problems.

Sure enough, trouble has already struck just a few days after Xue Chongli left.

Xue Kaiqi explained the general situation to Chen Yang.

The story begins with Chen Yang's visit to the Xue family that day.

That day, Xue Kaiqi's second aunt, Ding Shuangshuang, broke off relations with Xue Kaiqi and said she would ask her family to stand up for her.

At the time, everyone thought it was just a joke, but who would have thought that the joke would come true.

This Ding Shuangshuang has really attracted people.

The Ding family has long since fallen into ruin, and almost all of its businesses have been taken over by the Xue family.

As for people.

The two main branches of the Ding family, Ding Liancheng and Ding Lianyun, are almost completely extinct. Ding Shuangshuang's so-called maternal relatives are only Ding Sijiang, who has fled back to the Dwarf Kingdom, and her sister who married into Dongshan Province.

During the inheritance dispute, Ding Sijiang hid in the Dwarf Kingdom and dared not return. Although his sister Ding Lulu came, she had a very bad falling out with Ding Shuangshuang and ended up not getting any advantage. She slunk back to Dongshan and said she would never see him again.

However, Ding Shuangshuang has now reconnected with Ding Lulu.

Ding Lulu's husband's family has already spoken with Xue Kaiqi by phone, saying they will be coming to Sichuan in the next few days.

The purpose is self-evident.

They've been estranged for ages, so why would Ding Lulu still talk to Ding Shuangshuang?

It's all about profit.

With profit as the top priority, no matter how big the conflict is between the sisters, the Ding family's property cannot fall into the Xue family's hands so unclearly.

Ding Lulu's husband's family must also be eyeing this lucrative opportunity.

We're all related to the Ding family by marriage, so why should the Xue family get all the benefits?
But for the Xue family, why should I spit out what I've already swallowed?
At this point, it's time to compare wrist strength.

If Xue Chongli were to intervene, this matter should be easily resolved. After all, the reputation of Faxiang Temple speaks for itself, and everyone would give it some face.

The problem is that Xue Chongli has now returned to Faxiang Temple.

It's not unreasonable that Ding Lulu's husband's family came at this time, using Ding Lulu's name and with Ding Shuangshuang as an inside agent, to demand the Ding family's inheritance from the Xue family.

Upon hearing this, Chen Yang raised an eyebrow. "Ding Lulu's husband's family is the Bai family, one of the five major immortal sects in Dongshan Province, which you mentioned before, right?"

"Yes."

Xue Kaiqi nodded, and before Chen Yang could ask any further questions, she said, "The Bai family is quite powerful. In Dongshan Province, their status is equivalent to the Five Great Families of Shu. They have experts at the Creation Realm level, and more than one. I think they will definitely have experts at the Creation Realm accompanying them this time..."

Apart from Xue Chongli, the Xue family has nothing else. The only one, Xue Kaiqi, is that her mental strength is relatively strong. She can deal with weaker Spirit Realm cultivators, but she is helpless against Creation Realm cultivators.

Given the current situation, Xue Kaiqi can't even find any allies in the cultivation world; there's a lot waiting for her to digest.

Xue Kaiqi said, "Chen Yang, if it's convenient, we'll probably have to wait for you to be there to oversee things..."

"This is a minor issue."

Chen Yang nodded slightly. "Sister Qi, you won't compromise, will you? The money is already in my pocket, and I definitely won't give out my share."

This matter involves his personal experience. Even disregarding his relationship with Xue Kaiqi and his agreement with Xue Chongli, Chen Yang would inevitably take action.

Upon hearing this, Fiona Sit was both amused and exasperated, saying, "As long as you can handle it, I definitely won't compromise."

"That's fine then."

Chen Yang gave an OK sign and then asked, "How is Ding Sijiang from the dwarf country doing now? Has he come back?"

"he?"

Xue Kaiqi shook her head. "It seems he's back. I heard he hired some expert from the dwarf country for a hefty sum, but after returning, we haven't heard from him again. I don't know where he's hiding or what he's up to..."

(End of this chapter)