Cultivating Immortality from the Book of Life and Death

Chapter 277 The Time Has Come! (Second Update!)

[Painted Skin] immediately perked up, her beautiful eyes fixed on Zheng Que, not missing a single clue.

Zheng Que then pointed his finger at the center of his forehead, instantly revealing an ancient and weathered symbol.

This symbol resembles both insects and birds, intricate and difficult to describe, filled with indescribable profound mysteries, constantly conveying a mysterious and enigmatic aura.

Just like when he first saw this symbol, at this moment, as [Painted Skin] looked at this symbol, a strong desire immediately welled up from the depths of his heart.

I wish I could rush forward immediately and snatch the symbol away.

But soon, she suppressed this seemingly heartfelt impulse with reason, remaining standing in place, staring intently at Zheng Que's movements, her body swirling with yin energy as she tried to use her cultivation to decipher that ancient and weathered symbol...

In the blink of an eye, that ancient and weathered symbol transformed into a beam of mysterious light and disappeared into the brow of the ghostly spirit on the summoning banner.

The Yin energy surrounding her surged violently. After racking her brains trying to analyze it, she couldn't figure anything out. Then, she saw the ghost that had gained the opportunity, under Zheng Que's control, rush directly towards the Xuanyuan Pavilion disciple, and then self-destruct without hesitation...

boom! ! !
In an instant, the Xuanyuan Pavilion disciple was blasted away. His physical body was intact, but his soul was severely injured.

Seeing this, [Painted Skin] quickly realized the problem... Zheng Que's method of controlling the ghost to self-destruct was the result of a combination of a soul-summoning banner and a magic technique.

As for that ancient and weathered symbol, its only function is to greatly enhance the ghost's depth.

Boom boom boom...

The loud explosions continued unabated, and the battle between the two sides was still raging.

The Xuanyuan Pavilion disciple quickly fell into a disadvantageous position and began to flee in all directions, with Zheng Que in hot pursuit.

[Painted Skin] stayed close to the two of them.

boom! !

The two fought all the way to Crane Rest Hall. The disciple from Xuanyuan Pavilion was blasted by the frequently self-destructing ghosts, leaving him physically and spiritually weakened. He lay motionless under the ginkgo tree, with only a very faint rise and fall in his chest. He was in a sorry state and extremely frail.

After watching the battle, [Painted Skin]'s lips curled slightly, revealing a smile.

This correct opportunity, besides increasing the ghost's foundation, does not grant the ability to directly control the ghost!

When the other party controls ghosts, they still need to use the soul-summoning banner and the magic of enslaving ghosts.

The opportunity the other party had was of no use other than enhancing the ghost's foundation.

At first, she thought that the four powerful female ghosts beside Zheng Que had become his ghost servants after receiving a fortuitous encounter with him.

But now it seems that the four female ghosts first became Zheng Que's ghost servants, and then obtained that opportunity, thus awakening their intelligence and gaining their current strength.

Of course, this is only what she has observed so far. It's possible that the other party's opportunity had some other effect, but it hasn't been shown in this battle...

While they were pondering, [Painted Skin] still did not make any move, remaining standing aside and quietly observing.

At this moment, the fortune stick that Chen Zhentao had placed on the ground was lifted up by an invisible force and slowly floated towards Zheng Que.

Zheng Que reached out and accepted the auspicious fortune slip.

Just as Zheng Que touched the auspicious fortune slip, his entire body froze on the spot, motionless, like a statue. At this moment, [Painted Skin] finally nodded slightly; the time had come!

The next moment, she stopped concealing her presence, revealed her form, and walked directly and openly toward Zheng Que.

Upon seeing the sudden appearance of the "Painted Skin," the three female ghost heads on Zheng Que's shoulder immediately spoke up to warn him...

"[Scissors Prison]! You human brat! Quickly let your aunt control your body!"

"Young master, quickly release the spell! I can help you escape!"

"Shu Que, quickly use the Soul-Summoning Banner to capture her inside!"

The three female ghosts spoke almost simultaneously, their voices slightly hurried, but Zheng Que seemed not to hear anything, remaining frozen in place without any movement or reaction.

[Painted Skin] With flowing sleeves, she strode across the courtyard, approaching Zheng Que as she said indifferently, "No need to waste your energy."

"He's just like that junior from Xuanyuan Pavilion."

"Even I almost fell for the illusions in this 'strange' place just now."

"A mere seventh-level Qi Refining cultivator will only be trapped and killed!"

As they were speaking, [Painted Skin] had already walked to a short distance in front of Zheng Que.

At this moment, Zheng Que suddenly cast a spell to dispel the [Spirit Descent Technique].

The three female ghost heads immediately rolled off his shoulders and returned to their original forms in the blink of an eye.

As soon as Qingli left Zheng Que's shoulder, she revealed her almost translucent figure. The purplish marks on her neck were faintly visible, indicating that she was very weak. However, her cultivation level was already at the ninth level of the [Tongue-Pulling Prison]. Before she even landed, she transformed into a beam of condensed blood light in mid-air and disappeared into the surface of the Soul-Summoning Banner.

After entering the Soul-Summoning Banner, Qingli seemed to have recovered some of her strength. The black banner fluttered rapidly, immediately creating a gust of soul wind. The soul wind was like a knife, sweeping towards [Painted Skin].

Ku Lan's cultivation level was the eighth level of the [Tongue-Pulling Prison]. She was an "evil spirit". Although she was weak, her body was not transparent. After landing, she immediately began to absorb a large amount of Yin energy from the surrounding area. As the surrounding Yin energy entered her mouth like a wave, her condition quickly recovered a lot.

At the same time, her eyes locked onto the "painted skin," and her head suddenly turned to the back.

As Shu Yunying landed, she spun around, her black skirt embroidered with silver patterns fluttering as she stood firmly. When she looked up, the silver hairpin in her hair shone coldly like a pool under the moonlight.

Unlike the other ghost servants, she showed no signs of weakness, except for the significant depletion of her Yin energy. As soon as she stood up, she immediately attacked [Painted Skin]. With a wave of her hand, a beam of black energy shot out like an arrow, aiming straight for [Painted Skin]'s brow.

In an instant, the three female ghosts each used their own methods, attacking the "Painted Skin" in unison.

[Painted Skin] smiled faintly. Without the ghost bride, these three female ghosts were nothing more than [Tongue-Pulling Prison]. Even if they joined forces, they would not be a match for her!
However, these are all ink sticks of extremely high quality, so we must be careful when handling them and not damage any of them...

Therefore, "Painted Skin" immediately took action.

Ping Pong Pong...

Just as the two sides were about to start fighting, Zheng Que stood there seemingly oblivious. Suddenly, he sat down cross-legged, took out a [Fire Tongue Talisman] from his storage bag, stuffed it into his mouth, forcibly swallowed it, and began to cultivate on the spot.

Seemingly feeling that the absorption of spiritual energy was too slow, Zheng Que picked up two handfuls of pebbles from the ground, held them in his hands, and continued cultivating.

(End of this chapter)