Cultivating Immortality from the Book of Life and Death

Chapter 279 Born a Ghost, I'm Kind. (First Update!)

Wanshan Temple

Crane Rest Hall, guest room.

In the dimly lit room, the smell of dust mingled with a mixture of allure and decadence.

She didn't know how much time had passed when Mu Xiangu suddenly woke up, feeling the Yin energy around her becoming more solid, and was overjoyed.

This human cultivator's opportunity has indeed enhanced her foundation!
Thinking of this, she raised her head and looked around.

The simply furnished guest room was immediately apparent; the surroundings were dusty and everything looked old, with mottled moss crawling on the corners of the walls.

Looking at the house in front of her, Mu Xiangu was slightly stunned. Wasn't she just in the courtyard?

How did I end up in a bedroom?

Moreover, my body is in some pain...

She lowered her head in confusion and immediately saw that her clothes had become much crisper and thicker, with a huge change in texture, material, and style, becoming more refined and dignified. A palace sash that she had never worn before fell out from the untied belt, with a small token wrapped around it.

However, at this moment, her dress was disheveled, her sleeves were wrapped up, and half of her snow-white shoulder was exposed.

At this moment, she was lying on top of a very familiar human cultivator.

This human cultivator was completely naked, with his eyes closed, and looked as if he were asleep.

The warmth unique to living people was emanating continuously from this human cultivator.

Mu Xiangu stared blankly at the scene for a long while before she gradually came to her senses...

This is...

Was she subjected to divination by this human cultivator?
The next moment, she flew into a rage!
That damned human cultivator!
Go to hell!!

However, just as Mu Xiangu was about to take action...

brush!
Her figure suddenly and mysteriously disappeared.

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In the dilapidated palace, Zheng Que stared wide-eyed at the newly added record on the second page of the Book of Life and Death.

Admiring immortal bones?

The only creatures that can appear on the second page of the Book of Life and Death are ghosts from the Scissors Prison.

Moreover, I feel like I've seen this name somewhere before...

It was that elegant gathering at Baozhen Valley!
After the female ghost with the painted skin finished her painting, she would leave a seal on the painting. The words on the seal were "Seal of Immortal's Bone".

That's the name of that "Painted Skin" female ghost!

The other party's species is also [Painted Skin]!
Everything matches up perfectly.

But why did that "Painted Skin" female ghost appear in the "Book of Life and Death"?

and many more!

When he was fighting Chen Zhentao, he caught a glimpse of a figure that looked a lot like the female ghost in "Painted Skin".

However, because his battle with Chen Zhentao was too intense, and he didn't encounter any further attacks from the "Painted Skin" female ghost, he assumed it was an illusion from the Wanshan Temple...

Now it seems that after I left the gathering, this "painted skin" female ghost began to hunt me down, and chased me all the way to this Wanshan Temple?

This……

What should we do now?
The female ghost in "Painted Skin" is about as powerful as the Ghost Bride. I wonder if the Ghost Bride could handle both the female ghost in "Painted Skin" and Wan Shan Guan at the same time?
In the blink of an eye, Zheng Que quickly realized something was wrong. When did this "Painted Skin" female ghost become a messenger of the underworld?

During the gathering, he had used a command on this "painted skin" female ghost, but she dodged it each time...

Ok……

Who cares how the other party became a ghost messenger?
If someone is "available for deployment," then quickly summon them to the underworld to go through the proper procedures!
Thinking of this, Zheng Que's initial worry vanished, replaced by a surge of confidence. He gazed at the Book of Life and Death before him and proclaimed loudly, "I yearn for the Immortal Bone! I yearn for the Immortal Bone! I yearn for the Immortal Bone..."

To make sure the painted-skin female ghost heard him, he shouted seven or eight times in a row.

Before the calls had even ceased, a thick fog had already risen from the hall. The fog suddenly parted, revealing a figure in a yellowish-brown dress.

Her skin was as pale as paper, her eyebrows and eyes seemed to be exquisitely sculpted, every curve and every glance conveyed a tender charm, and a touch of bright red on her lips, like a crimson fruit that accidentally remained on a snowy branch, ignited her originally simple and elegant temperament, making her shimmer with a breathtaking beauty.

Zheng Que's gaze lingered on his face for a moment before he noticed that the newcomer was only wearing an ancient-style straight-hemmed robe. The robe was without any decoration, like the ivory color that had settled on white Xuan paper over the long years. The collar and cuffs were trimmed with a wide black border, like a framed painting that had not yet been painted.

The only adornment he wore was a small token hanging from his waist, engraved with the character "役" (yi).

At this moment, Mu Xiangu realized that she had suddenly appeared in an unfamiliar place, and she was completely bewildered. She immediately began to observe her surroundings.

She soon realized that she was now in an indescribably magnificent palace!
The majesty and solemnity of this palace were beyond description. The sea of ​​blood floating overhead surged and churned, exuding a murderous aura. With just a glance, she felt a chill run down her spine, making her dare not look any longer.

Mu Xiangu subconsciously suppressed her aura and looked cautiously at the steps of the throne. As soon as her gaze fell on the hem of the robe of the imposing figure on the throne, she felt a sharp pain in her eyes, as if a raging inferno was rushing towards her!

She was terrified and instinctively looked away. Before she could do anything, she heard a sharp sound that echoed through the depths of hell.

Snapped!
At the head of the table, Zheng Que saw that Mu Xiangu's gaze seemed to be directed at him. Without the slightest hesitation, he picked up the gavel beside him and slammed it down hard.

The sound of the gavel was crisp and loud. To Zheng Que, it was just an ordinary sound, but to Mu Xiangu, it was like a thunderbolt, striking his mind and making his whole body tremble!
For a moment, she was so shocked that she lost her composure, her mind went blank, and only her most primal instincts remained.

Pfft!
Mu Xiangu's face turned ashen, and she quickly knelt down and kowtowed desperately.

"S-Sir..."

She opened her mouth tremblingly, but before she could finish a complete sentence, Zheng Que roared imposingly, "You audacious brat, do you know your crime!"

This sound was even more magnificent and powerful than the gavel from before, like a thousand troops roaring and charging in, carrying boundless pressure and darkness.

Mu Xiangu lay prostrate on the ground, not daring to move an inch. She could clearly sense that the person on the steps seemed capable of annihilating her soul with just a slight increase in volume.

This terrifying existence is simply beyond the capabilities of a mere imp like her from the "Scissors Prison"!

Do not!
Let alone resist, she didn't even have the right to look directly at the hem of the other person's clothes.

In a daze, it took Mu Xiangu a while to recover from Zheng Que's voice. She cautiously began, "M-Master, I, I..."

After stammering for a while, under immense pressure, she finally came up with some words and quickly continued, "My lord! I am a good ghost! I have done many good deeds!"

"I am skilled at painting and often help those creatures who are dissatisfied with their appearance and demeanor to become more beautiful and majestic."

"She also helped many living beings and ghosts to have limbs and bodies they never had before... They are all very grateful to this young woman!"

"This young lady also frequently paints works that are deeply moving and full of affection, in order to inspire and enlighten people..."

“Just a few days ago, a group of cultivators accidentally entered a strange place called Elegant Gathering. They were supposed to be wiped out, but I, a young lady, intervened at the critical moment and saved two of them.”

"And today, I discovered that many more cultivators have been swallowed by a 'strange' entity called Wanshan Temple. I immediately set off to rescue them!"

"Among these cultivators, one named 'Zheng Que' has now been successfully rescued by this young lady!"

"If you do not believe me, sir, you may summon Zheng Que in and ask him. He can testify for me!"

"My lord! Although I was born a ghost, I have a refined taste and am not like ordinary ghosts who are full of malice and wreak havoc. By day, I uphold justice and help those in need with my pen; by night, I slay demons and monsters to bring peace to the village..."

(End of this chapter)