Cultivating Immortality from the Book of Life and Death

Chapter 259 Helping Others Achieve Their Goal. (Second Update!)

A dark technique to enhance cultivation?
Zheng Que was stunned for a moment, but quickly realized that this "Stealing Yang Technique" could be the Yin technique that the ghost bride passed on to him, which involved absorbing Yang energy to replenish Yin.

This……

What is the use of this Yin technique?

He always used divination on Kulan; this Yin technique is utterly useless!

This useless dark magic should be sacrificed!
Just as she was thinking this, Kulan seemed worried that things would be exposed, so she immediately started using the [Red Attire] and at the same time sacrificed [Evil Power].

Seeing this, Zheng Que frowned slightly, but did not say anything more.

After all, the dark art of [Evil Power] can only unleash its true power in close combat.

If this Yin technique were given to Qingli, it could greatly enhance her strength. However, Kulan's fighting style is not as straightforward as Qingli's, so the Yin technique would have limited use in Kulan's hands.

As she pondered, she saw a streak of crimson quickly appear at the edge of the withered orchid's black dress and umbrella, as if stained with blood, spiraling upwards along the hem of her skirt and the ribs of the umbrella.

But this anomaly lasted only a breath before the red color quickly faded, and the skirt and umbrella returned to black.

Looking at the black dress she was wearing, Ku Lan paused for a moment, then said in surprise, "Young Master, the [Red Attire] has failed!"

"My strength has not increased, nor have I offered any Yin techniques."

Failed?
Is it because of the Temple of Ten Thousand Good Deeds?
Thinking of this, Zheng Que immediately said, "Since the Yin magic wasn't sacrificed, from now on you will only use [Red Gear]!"

"We must keep using it until it succeeds!"

"This matter is very important."

Ku Lan immediately nodded and replied, "Yes, young master."

As she spoke, she followed behind Zheng Que while continuously using the Yin technique, "Red Attire."

In the stillness of the night, the moonlight, like water, shimmered coldly on the stone slabs.

Everything around seemed to be immersed in a dream, quiet and lifeless, except for Zheng Que's footsteps, which, like pebbles breaking the surface of a pond, reverberated through the courtyards.

Soon, Zheng Que, carrying the soul-summoning banner, led Shu Yunying and Ku Lan to the main hall.

He raised his head and looked at the main hall's gate.

The main hall of Wanshan Temple is vast and majestic, with the main gate being particularly magnificent, showcasing exquisite craftsmanship and grandeur in every aspect.

The door was ajar, and the gap revealed a deathly darkness, seemingly enticing anyone who came in.

Zheng Que stared at the plaque above the main hall with a solemn expression. He had come to find Chen Zhentao from Xuanyuan Pavilion, but he had not seen him along the way.

I wonder if the other person is still drawing lots in the main hall right now?
Or perhaps they went to other places within the temple?
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Wanshan Temple, outside the courtyard wall.

"...Take this door with you too!"

As the ghost bride was about to give instructions to enter the temple, a thick mist of blood suddenly rose from her ornate and elaborate wedding dress.

The moment the blood mist rose, the originally thick and exquisite fabric began to writhe rapidly, as if the magnificent wedding dress had suddenly come to life and was trying to escape.

She was immediately alarmed; her dowry maid wanted to borrow her wedding dress again!

The reason she was able to find this place so quickly was that not long ago, the maid who accompanied her in her dowry suddenly asked to borrow her wedding dress, and then she used the maid's dark magic to pinpoint her location.

However, she had already clearly refused, so why was this maidservant so insensible, still trying to borrow money?
In the past, this wouldn't have been a problem. Back then, her dowry was lavish, and she had many wedding dresses; she could simply lend one she didn't wear to her maid.

But now, her dowry is all gone. Although she has gathered some things along the way, she has no time or opportunity to prepare extra dresses. Now she is only wearing this wedding dress!
If I lend this to that maid who comes with me as part of my dowry, what will I wear?
In the blink of an eye, the ghost bride's body surged with yin energy, forcibly suppressing the lingering blood mist. Her elaborate and gorgeous wedding dress calmed down again, as if nothing had happened.

Once again rejecting Kulan, the figure in the phoenix coronet and wedding robes flickered and instantly left the palanquin, appearing before the magnificent door on the wall.

Immediately afterwards, the ghost bride instructed the other ghosts in the procession to stay where they were, while she herself led eight sedan chair bearers from the [Scissors Hell] towards the temple.

She had just entered the temple, and before she could even clearly see the pattern on the screen wall in front of her, thick blood mist rose again from her wedding dress...

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Wanshan Temple, a side courtyard.

Seven carriages stood silently, the corpse puppets pulling them motionless, letting the mountain wind sweep by.

huh... huh... huh...

Suddenly, a cold wind rose up, causing fallen leaves to swirl all over the courtyard, and the temperature plummeted.

As the night fog churned and dust swirled, obscuring the moonlight, several faint human faces emerged from the eerie wind. Their dim light flickered slightly before landing on the corpse puppets.

The corpse puppets remained standing still, unchanged, but their shadows, which they dragged on the ground, began to writhe like living things, gradually revealing distorted human faces.

Just then, as if sensing something, these faces dove into the shadows, disappearing like fish swimming into deep water.

The next moment, a figure in a yellowish-brown dress floated in—it was the female ghost, "Painted Skin."

She walked into the side courtyard, glanced casually at the corpse puppets pulling the carts, and without stopping, walked straight in one direction.

Soon, the figure in the ivory-yellow dress appeared in the Crane Rest Hall.

The place is now empty and deserted. The ginkgo tree in the courtyard is bathed in the night, its pale yellow leaves edged with silver-gray, adding a touch of elegance.

The doors and windows of the surrounding guest rooms were tightly closed, and there was not a sound.

The figure in the ivory-yellow dress walked slowly and steadily when suddenly, a familiar figure appeared not far in front of her.

The figure was tall and slender, dressed simply, with a storage bag and a soul-nourishing bag hanging at his waist. His aura was cold and dark, but his brows were full of vitality, and his face was very young.

This is exactly the Zheng Que that "Painted Skin" is looking for!

However, upon seeing Zheng Que's statement, "Painted Skin" did not hesitate for a moment and immediately struck out with a palm.

boom! ! !
The figure that looked exactly like Zheng Que was instantly smashed to pieces.

[Painted Skin] The female ghost stopped, looked around, and said coldly, "Now that you know why I'm here, hand over the person immediately!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a cold, malicious voice immediately reached his ears: "You're not the only one who came to this temple tonight looking for this human race."

“If I were to hand that human over to you, the other one would certainly not be willing.”

“If it were the other way around, you wouldn’t let it go either.”

"The abbot has always accumulated virtue and done good deeds, and has a long history of helping others achieve their goals."

"Given the current situation, we have no choice but to show mercy and split that human in two, giving one half to each of you ghosts!"

(End of this chapter)