Mythology

Chapter 325 I've Become a Backup?
As soon as the matchmaker finished announcing the names of the bride and groom, the courtyard fell silent.

All the cultivators turned their heads sharply, their eyes all fixed on Shou Jing, and then they remembered the whispered gossip that the latter sometimes muttered.

Shoujing mentioned Shen Gongbao several times, but no one paid any attention.

Could Shen Gongbao really exist?!
Yang Jian's Heavenly Eye blazed with golden light, but he immediately subdued Nezha, and his Fire-Tipped Spear nearly overturned the table covered with dishes.

"Brother, calm down. It's not something you or I can control when it comes to the Three Immortal Maidens. Just wait a little longer, the Antarctic Immortal will be arriving at Nine Bend Town soon."

"Humph."

Yang Jian opened his Heavenly Eye and noticed a hidden mass of Yin energy within Shou Jing's body.

"Ho ho..."

Shoujing sobbed, her skin visibly dried up, her cheeks became sunken, and her eyes bulged out.

Yang Jian felt a chill run down his spine as he recognized a blurry face within the yin energy.

It is indeed Shen Gongbao!!
It's only been a short time since we last met, how did Shen Gongbao acquire such supernatural abilities?
Shoujing was left with only a wrinkled skin covering his skeleton, and even his internal organs had disappeared. Karmic fire spewed out from his pores.

"help me!!"

He stretched out his arm weakly, his fingertips already turned into charred bone.

"It's impossible that Shen Gongbao is not afraid of karmic fire."

Shoujing scanned his body in despair, the karmic fire continuously flowing into the yin energy. Far from harming Shen Gongbao, it made the latter's aura even stronger, unlike that of an ordinary person.

"He's not Shen Gongbao, he's... an immortal! He must be an immortal!!!"

All the cultivators could hear Shoujing's shrill screams, followed by the heavy fall of the dried corpse.

Yang Jian witnessed the yin energy dissipate and then reappear inside the body of the coffin bearers in front of the door. Upon closer inspection, he indeed found the aura of an immortal.

"Welcome, son-in-law!"

The matchmaker ignored the mummified corpse and led the coffin bearers to the backyard of the mansion with a smile.

Yang Jian had a few thoughts of testing the waters, but he was afraid of alerting the enemy. Was the evil ghost really Shen Gongbao?

Hiccup.

Shen Gongbao—no, Yang He—had a really good time this time.

Possession by a ghost is more effective than imagined, especially since Shoujing was caught off guard and was powerless to resist Yang He by the time she realized what was happening.

"A ghost immortal is a ghost immortal; even if it's half-human and half-immortal, it's still terrifying enough."

Yang He attached himself to Yin Jiao, and in doing so, completely erased the consciousness of the Great Shang prince. Among the cultivators present, only Yin Jiao could perceive him.

"This way, we can extricate ourselves from the wedding banquet."

"Why don't we find a place to hide until the story ends?"

He increasingly wanted to keep the role, as Shen Gongbao was crucial to the final two great tribulations of the Investiture of the Gods, the Immortal Slaughtering Formation and the Ten Thousand Immortals Formation, which could not have been completed without the strength of immortals.

At this time, the black coffin had been escorted to a secluded side room.

As the pallbearers lowered the coffin heavily, a thick layer of dust rose from the ground. The room was completely dark. The matchmaker patted the lid and left the room.

"Young master, please don't be impatient. Miss hasn't finished washing up yet."

The matchmaker bowed respectfully, then returned to the front hall in an odd manner, presumably to entertain about a hundred relatives from both religions.

The coffin bearers stood outside the door, accompanied by a large number of paper servants.

Yang He could sense that a massive amount of Yin energy was gathering in the black coffin.

As expected, Zhao Gongming's corpse turning into a ghost is a certainty.

"The immortals from both sects will probably make their appearance next. It's best not to get involved to be on the safe side, but that would mean missing out on the opportunity to obtain the Sea-Stabilizing Pearl."

The black coffin emitted a series of heartbeats, as if something alive was being conceived.

Click.

The crack penetrated the cover plate.

"Does this mean that old schemer, Daoist Ran Deng, is the only one who can benefit?"

Yang He was somewhat unwilling. The opportunity was right in front of him, but Daoist Ran Deng might not even be near the Nine Turns Yellow River Formation. He probably had Ma Shan collect it on his behalf.

If I were to risk my life and annihilation, I'm quite confident I could take the opportunity with me. "Hmm?"

Yang He looked bewildered, wondering why there was a second heartbeat around the room, which must be from the other side of the room where the black coffin was located.

He felt a strange sense of familiarity, and his expression betrayed his surprise.

The three ghosts also became more active.

Yang He narrowed his eyes, then released a yin aura with each breath of Yin Jiao, using the servants as stepping stones to quietly move through the corridor.

The other side of the room was also a room, decorated exactly the same way.

A white "double happiness" character was pasted on the door.

"hiss."

Yang He's pupils contracted, because the source of the second heartbeat was also a coffin, or more precisely, a coffin emitting five-colored light.

"Pure Yin Coffin!!!"

How could he not recognize his own genitals, even though the coffin was completely unrecognizable?

The coffin was dark gold in color, and its surface was covered with dense Sanskrit characters. The five-colored light shone through the Sanskrit characters.

In his spiritual vision, the temple was filled with an extremely dense yin energy.

Yang He has no shortage of Yin organs, and the Pure Yin Coffin has long become useless, so it is usually used to house the Three Corpse Taoists who raise corpses!
"Isn't the five-colored light Kong Xuan's supernatural power? Damn it, how did I... become the backup for the Three Immortal Maidens' ghost marriage?"

"Who dug up the Three Corpse Taoist?"

Yang He was momentarily stunned, but then realized where the problem lay.

When the characters merged, they accidentally obtained the marriage certificate of the Three Immortal Maidens and changed the groom's name. Even though it was later left blank, the Three Immortal Maidens may have noticed something was amiss.

Not only Zhao Gongming's corpse, but also the Three Corpse Taoist was chosen as a groom.

A chill ran down Yang He's spine. After going around in circles, he realized he was at the center of the Nine-Bend Yellow River Formation, the second male lead in a ghost marriage.

Moreover, Zhao Gongming's soul has already returned to the Investiture of the Gods, and his corpse, once transformed into a ghost, will only become an evil spirit.

The chances of the Three Corpse Taoist becoming the official love interest are still quite high!

Yang He had a splitting headache and really didn't want to get involved with those three wicked women; this connection would obviously bring more trouble than it meant.

"and many more."

The yin energy surged.

Yang He almost exposed himself. His eyes were fixed on the Pure Yin Coffin, and an extremely bold idea popped into his mind.

"Let's not worry about having a backup plan for now!!!"

"Since Kong Xuan is inside the Three Corpse Daoist's body."

"If I directly address Kong Xuan at the source, does that mean I can complete the story of the Five-Colored Ghost and make Shen Gongbao a permanent character?"

If Shen Gongbao is a permanent character, then there's no need to consider whether he lives or dies.

Even if it costs them their lives, they can still seize the Sea-Stabilizing Pearl.

"A gamble?"

"Study!"

"Winners take all, losers eat dust!!"

Yang He controlled the servants to make some noise, and then barely activated the pure Yin coffin with his divine sense. The Yin energy overflowed and entered the room.

The servants were in a state of chaos, but things quickly returned to normal.

Yang He had no concerns about facing the black coffin and entered the pure yin coffin without hesitation.

The genitals appeared to have been refined, the space expanded a hundredfold, and a giant egg-shaped embryo sat there, with a human and a bird faintly visible.

Kong Xuan was only one step away from breaking free from his body—the complete body and soul of the Three Corpses Daoist.

Yang He felt a deep headache. In the original work, even the Daoist Ran Deng was helpless against Kong Xuan, who was somewhat like Sun Wukong. In the end, it was the Daoist Zhunti of Western Buddhism who personally subdued him.

Even if Kong Xuan is in a weakened state, he is still not someone that a half-immortal can deal with.

(End of this chapter)