Mythology

Chapter 336 What a great fortune!
The rain continued, and the dark gray water droplets gradually turned bright red. At some point, a hideous head appeared in mid-air above the Hunyuan Golden Cauldron.

Flames of karma burned at the severed head, and the surrounding temperature soared.

"It hasn't been long, and Lady Yunxiao is indeed decisive in her actions."

Given the cautious nature of Daoist Ran Deng, he would never personally risk stepping into the Nine Turns Yellow River Formation. Now that Ma Shan has been eliminated, there will be some peace for a while, but this peace will probably not last long.

"Ma Shan's death is a good thing for both me and the Three Immortal Maidens, but..." Yang He frowned, his fingertips unconsciously stroking the jade ornament at the waist of his dress.

"The Daoist Ran Deng is known for his cunning and shrewdness; he probably has a backup plan."

Yang He rode the swarm of insects close to Ma Shan's head, then separated about a hundred eye insects to devour the blood inside the head.

After the karmic fire was extinguished, his head was taken into the Niwan Palace.

"Hehehe, if there were dozens or even hundreds of immortal heads, the Treasure Bone Tomb might have a chance to be upgraded to a post-natal supreme treasure."

Yang He licked his lips. In a sense, he could have easily instructed Lady Yunxiao to unleash a massacre, and none of the immortals in the formation would have been able to resist.

But he was even more afraid that the three sages would get angry.

Shen Gongbao had already taken the blame, and Yang He didn't want to become someone everyone wanted to beat up.

Yang He landed lightly in the courtyard. Yang Jian and the other three were also gaining something from breathing in and out Yin energy. Nezha, in particular, was showing signs of advancing to the Returning Void Realm, but his accumulation was still far behind.

With a thought, the eye insects landed on Nezha's head.

Click.

As the eye worm shattered, the karmic fire originating from Ma Shan swirled around Nezha, and before long, it had already merged into his small world.

Nezha opened his eyes and, seeing that it was Yang He who had done it, did not stand on ceremony and continued his seclusion.

Yang He did not disturb Nezha and turned to leave the courtyard.

"Junior brother, Lady Qiongxiao..."

Yang Jian's expression was complicated. Before he could finish speaking, Yang He interrupted him, "Senior brother, please keep an eye on Nezha as he breaks through his bottleneck. I'll come back after I've taken care of some personal matters. It won't be long."

Yang He glanced at the hall out of the corner of his eye and saw that the wedding dress inside the coffin had completely disappeared.

As expected, he will soon face Lady Qiongxiao, who is at least at the level of a Great Luo Golden Immortal. Even if Yang Jian and the others help him, it will be of no use.

"Junior brother, why don't we try to escape from the Hunyuan Golden Cauldron?"

"That is a supreme innate treasure. Moreover, the Hunyuan Golden Cauldron is actually safer. If the immortal is trapped in the Nine Turns Yellow River Formation, things will only get worse."

Yang Jian did not reply, just as Yang He had said.

The Hunyuan Golden Bucket was their only chance of survival.

"Don't worry, my Corpse-Dissolving Immortal Body is immortal and indestructible. At most, I will be asleep for a while and will soon be able to escape from Lady Qiongxiao's clutches."

"Okay, take care."

Yang Jian patted Yang He on the shoulder and watched him disappear into the thick fog outside the door.

The blood rain subsided slightly, indicating that the slaughter instigated by Lady Yunxiao had finally come to an end. Ma Shan's death was destined to strike fear into the hearts of the other immortals.

Not long after Yang He stepped out of the courtyard, he became aware of the existence of the Blood and Flesh Taoist Temple.

The location is somewhere in the Hunyuan Golden Bucket, not far from here, but the connection between them is vague.

Yang He was slightly uneasy, as Lady Qiongxiao should have appeared in person.

There was no response for a long time.

He could sense that Lady Qiongxiao was about to pull off something big.

Yang He quickened his pace, determined to obtain the Sea-Stabilizing Pearl no matter what; leaving this innate treasure in the world of legends was simply not safe.

I don't know how much time passed, during which I crossed twenty or thirty courtyards.

The flesh-and-blood Taoist temple came into view.

The shop has been completely renovated inside and out. The signboard still bears the words "grocery store". The lobby is neatly arranged, with rows of wooden cabinets filled with all kinds of ordinary goods.

Yang He raised an eyebrow and noticed the wooden cabinet in the corner.

The eighteen Sea-Stabilizing Pearls were placed in a wooden box, shimmering with a faint light. The aura of these innate treasures could be detected from a great distance.

"So what if I die? I've already recouped my investment with the Twenty-Four Sea-Stabilizing Pearls!!!"

Yang He's true form's Corpse Dao Child small world has undergone earth-shattering changes. The six Sea-Stabilizing Pearls have given rise to a Yin Qi Sea. With the addition of eighteen more, the area of ​​the small world will probably increase more than tenfold.

He suppressed his distracting thoughts and secretly communicated with the Blood and Flesh Taoist Temple.

At this moment.

Yang He suddenly felt his steps become heavy, and he couldn't even lift his knees. A bone-chilling cold spread from his fingertips to his whole body.

He looked down and saw that his skin was already covered with lividity.

The bluish-purple lividity formed eerie patterns that spread at a visible speed, eventually covering the internal organs.

A familiar soft laugh reached Yang He's ears.

“Hehehe~~”

"My love~~"

Yang He's expression was stiff, but he couldn't find any trace of Lady Qiongxiao. However, he quickly realized that the voice was coming from Lipis.

The lividity on his chest gradually transformed into a woman's face.

The image of Lady Qiongxiao gradually emerged on her skin, resembling a lifelike human tattoo, before she began to embrace Yang He.

"Oh shit!!"

Yang's joints were bleeding, and his vision was becoming increasingly blurred.

The three yang flames were mostly extinguished.

In less than ten breaths, he would become a corpse. It's likely that the marriage mentioned by the Three Immortal Maidens was a ghost marriage between two corpses.

Yang He bit his tongue, barely managing to stay conscious.

"The Sea-Stabilizing Pearl is in the Flesh and Blood Temple, so it should be possible to bring it back to the main world."

“But something feels off. Why did the Blood and Flesh Taoist Temple lose contact? Could it be that the Twelve Golden Immortals have regained consciousness?” The flesh on his ribs writhed, and six ghostly hands burst out of his body, supporting his swaying body as he crawled forward. With each inch he moved, the corpse spots spread along his Niwan Palace.

"Why struggle, my lord?"

Lady Qiongxiao stuck out her tongue and licked the bulging blood vessels on her neck.

"Our yin and yang are in harmony, which is perfect for comprehending the great Dao of life and death..."

Yang He entered the shop in a disheveled state, having exhausted himself in just a few meters, his six arms making cracking sounds as if they could no longer bear the strain.

He lifted the curtain and looked into the backyard, which still looked like a paradise.

The twelve Golden Immortals were busy with their respective duties, and resources piled up in a corner.

"It seems to have nothing to do with the Twelve Golden Immortals. Could it be due to the special nature of the Hunyuan Golden Cauldron? Regardless, let's move the harvest to the main world first."

Yang He no longer resisted the corpse spots, and soon even his three souls and seven spirits could not escape them.

"kindness?"

Unfamiliar footsteps sounded.

Yang He looked up in surprise and saw another figure in the hall.

He was not tall, with a full head of black hair bound by a fishtail crown, and his Taoist robe was plain and unremarkable. His unusual appearance and long beard clearly indicated that he was not a member of either of the two religions.

He picked up the wooden box containing the Sea-Stabilizing Pearl, opened it, and examined it with great interest.

"A supreme innate treasure? However, its innate energy is not yet complete; it should be missing six more. Hmm, it contains karmic fire and is the arm of the Burning Lamp."

Yang He's pupils contracted slightly, and his first instinct was to retrieve the Sea-Stabilizing Pearl.

To bring it to the main world, one must first be under one's own control. The ownership does not belong to Yang He, so even if the figure is inside the flesh and blood Taoist temple, it is useless.

Without hesitation, he activated the Nuo Xiang Ghost, and the Corpse Wheel Small World spread around him.

"This person has already become an immortal; there's at most a 20-30% chance of success."

"Just take half of the eighteen."

The Taoist priest gently placed the wooden box on the wooden shelf again. "If I'm not mistaken, this is Zhao Gongming's Sea-Stabilizing Pearl, isn't it? It is indeed a fine treasure, but I, Lu Ya, am not worthy of enjoying it."

Lu Ya Dao Ren?

Yang He canceled the exorcism ritual and his gaze fell on the red gourd at the Taoist's waist.

The red gourd grinned and returned a smile.

Yang He remembered that the Immortal-Slaying Flying Knife was stored in the red gourd. Lu Ya Dao Ren's words, "Please turn around, my treasure," killed countless people in the original work.

"Oh? You seem to recognize me?"

Lu Ya Daoist carefully examined Yang He, unable to suppress the smile on his lips. Interestingly, upon hearing his Daoist name, his first reaction was to breathe a sigh of relief.

He did not recall ever having any interaction with the Twelve Golden Immortals.

Little did Lu Ya Dao Ren know that Yang He had read the Investiture of the Gods in his previous life, and one of the characters who left the deepest impression on him was himself.

In the entire novel *Investiture of the Gods*, only Lu Ya Zhenren (a legendary immortal) is described as truly carefree and unrestrained.

After reaching a high level of cultivation, Yang He sorted through his memories of his previous life. Lu Ya Zhenren did not belong to the three religions, and his battle record could definitely be called T0 level.

In the original work, it was Lu Ya Dao Ren who killed Zhao Gongming; he broke through one of the Ten Deadly Formations by himself; he escaped unscathed from the Three Immortal Maidens; he fought Kong Xuan to a standstill; and he assisted the Chan Sect in breaking through the Ten Thousand Immortals Formation.

The reason he trusted Lu Ya Dao Ren was because the latter was not greedy for material possessions.

The innate treasure, the Immortal-Slaying Flying Knife, was given to Jiang Ziya without hesitation. Yang He had also witnessed Jiang Ziya wielding the Plague-Dispersing Ghost back then.

After the Investiture of the Gods ended, Lu Ya Dao Ren returned to the mountains to cultivate.

"I, Yang He, have only heard of the great name of Senior Lu Ya."

“Young man, young man, ha, Yang He, you have quite the nerve.”

Lu Ya Dao Ren originally thought that the young master mentioned by Lady Yunxiao would be Zhao Gongming, or at the very least, an evil spirit transformed from Zhao Gongming's corpse.

The result was that he was a true disciple of the Chan Sect who had not yet become an immortal.

"Hahaha, I've never seen anything so interesting. No wonder the divination told me to become a teacher in the Hunyuan Golden Bucket."

Lu Ya Dao Ren grinned, and from the Qiongxiao Niangniang on Yang He's skin, it was clear that the three Niangniangs had been blinded by lard.

The key to the Nine-Bend Yellow River Formation actually lies with this person.

Yang He let out a few dry laughs in agreement, his life hanging by a thread.

Lu Ya Daoist grabbed Yang He, the red gourd dangling in mid-air. "Oh? You're not flustered at all. It seems you're not afraid of death and the dissipation of your Dao."

When Yang He heard Lu Ya Daoist mentioning a schoolteacher, he immediately realized that his Corpse Immortal Technique was most likely taught to him by the other party.

Lu Ya Daoist's cultivation level is at least that of a Great Luo Golden Immortal, and his strength far surpasses that of the Twelve Golden Immortals.

“Senior, my physique is special; even if my soul and spirit are destroyed, it doesn’t matter.”

"Oh?"

Lu Ya Daoist smiled and looked closely, but his expression turned serious.

Lady Qiongxiao caused the Three Corpses Poison to go out of control prematurely, but it was unable to completely take over her body. Her Corpse-Dissolving Immortal Body was clearly extraordinary.

Lu Ya Daoist approached to examine it and immediately smelled an ancient scent that could only be found in the primordial world.

He hesitated for a long time before murmuring, "Innate Corpse Qi?"

"The first wisp of corpse energy in the world has actually transformed into you, brat."

"What a stroke of luck!!"

"What incredible luck!!!"

Lu Ya Daoist couldn't help but sigh, the origin of the innate corpse qi was extraordinary, it was very likely that it was conceived after the death of the one who created the world.

If we're talking about seniority, he might be able to be on friendly terms with the Three Pure Ones.

(End of this chapter)