Cultivating Immortality from the Book of Life and Death

Chapter 323 The time has been moved forward. (Third update!)

The dilapidated palace.

The howling of the cold wind came from all directions, occasionally escaping with a furious roar through the breach in the roof.

A whirlwind, fittingly, swept through the hall, creating a desolate atmosphere.

In the hall, the lame armchair swayed slowly in the eerie wind, and the Book of Life and Death lay silently on the mottled table.

The hall was empty at this moment, with only a dark and cold silence as deep as water, which seemed to seep into every brick and every inch of the building like mercury spilling onto the ground.

A cold wind kept stirring the Book of Life and Death on the long table, but it couldn't turn a single page.

The Book of Life and Death is still open at this moment, with Zheng Que's record at the top.

"Species: Human."

Real name: Zheng Que.

"Place of Origin: From Changfu Town, Taiping County, Tuzhou, Dali Dynasty."

"Lifespan: 16 years, 8 months and 28 days, died at 9:00 PM."

Suddenly, after a sharp and mournful gust of wind, the entry for Zheng Que's "lifespan" in the Book of Life and Death changed slightly: "Lifespan: sixteen years, eight months, and twenty-eight days, died at three quarters past the hour of You (5:45 PM)."

The time has been moved up!
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Suburbs of Taiping County.

As dusk fell, the countryside was unusually quiet, and the howling and wailing of the past had all disappeared.

The sky was dark and heavy, covering the vast plain. Amid the lush vegetation, not a single insect chirp or bird call could be heard.

Everything was like a frozen frame of a painting, silent and lifeless.

A figure in a yellowish-brown dress quietly appeared atop a miscellaneous tree beside the official road after the night breeze blew.

The newcomer was dressed in simple, ancient robes, his entire appearance understated except for a striking red lip – he was none other than Mu Xiangu.

She stood lightly on the treetop, casually glancing around.

Behind me, the outline of mountains stretched out like a bold stroke of ink, undulating and undulating until they disappeared into the depths of the night.

This place is outside Yaotai Mountain and belongs to Taiping County.

She could sense the faint, yet still fresh, scents of the living carried on the distant wind.

There are many living people in this area who have just died.

But their lingering spirits and resentment had vanished completely, as if something had sucked them all away...

Mu Xiangu remained calm and unperturbed, showing no interest whatsoever. Her most pressing matter was to go to Taiping County to rescue Zheng Que and receive a reward from the lord of the underworld.

These trivial matters have nothing to do with her.

Thinking of this, Mu Xiangu looked up and headed towards Taiping County.

It's the aura of the Iron Tree Prison!

Moreover, unlike her who had just entered the Iron Tree Prison, that one should be a ghost in the middle or even late stages of the Iron Tree Prison!
No need to think about it, that must be Zheng Que's calamity this time!
This place is not close to Taiping County. For cultivators in the Qi Refining stage, it may take several days to get there, not even counting any tricky accidents that may occur along the way.

But with her current cultivation level, while she wouldn't arrive in an instant, it wouldn't take much time either. Lost in thought, Mu Xian Gu flicked her sleeve and immediately fled towards Taiping County.

The night breeze rustled through the treetops once more, and the figure in the ivory-yellow dress had vanished without a trace, leaving only weeds and wild grasses swaying gently in the night.

...Before the swaying of the branches and leaves had completely stopped, a figure in a phoenix coronet and wedding robes appeared in the same spot.

The newcomer was dressed in gorgeous robes, with a slender figure. Her head was covered with a large red veil depicting mandarin ducks playing in the water. Beneath her wide sleeves, jade bracelets made her pale wrists appear exceptionally bright. She was none other than the ghost bride!
Under the cover of night, the elaborately dressed bride stood alone on a branch, appearing even more frightened.

Beneath the veil, the ghost bride's expression remained calm.

In order to save time, she deliberately abandoned the ghost wedding procession and traveled alone this time.

All the carefully accumulated dowry items were stored in Yaotai Mountain.

Having just entered Taiping County, the ghost bride sensed the direction of the county town and was about to continue her journey when she suddenly noticed something, and her brows furrowed slightly...

It's the scent of that "Painted Skin"!

The other party just left, and that [Painted Skin] has also broken through to [Iron Tree Prison]?
As expected, the other party is probably here to steal her credit!
How dare a mere maidservant, who was supposed to be part of the dowry, be so audacious!
It's time to fight!
Thinking of this, the ghost bride snorted coldly and disappeared from the spot.

The next moment, the miscellaneous trees standing in place suddenly burst open without warning.

boom!
The miscellaneous trees were blown to pieces, turning into countless fragments that slowly drifted down, leaving only a fresh, large crater in place. After a short while, water began to flow from the bottom of the crater, quickly forming a pool of water imbued with an eerie aura.

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Outside Taiping County, ghostly creatures surged like the surging tide, and a chilling aura permeated the heavens and earth, like a heavy curtain hanging low, chilling to the bone.

Zheng Que placed his finger on his brow, and just as he was circulating his spiritual power, before he could fully unleash the edict, the pattern representing the edict merely appeared on his brow, when the piece of wood shot towards him with lightning speed.

Its speed was incredibly fast, smashing through countless yin energies in mid-air, seemingly drawing a faint white mark through the black veil.

In the blink of an eye, it appeared right in front of Zheng Que, then stopped abruptly, hovering less than a foot away from him, bobbing up and down.

This piece of broken wood looks like ordinary wood, except that the material looks somewhat familiar. What's striking is that it's currently surging with terrifying yin energy, like bubbling black water, constantly churning and dissipating.

It was only at this moment that Zheng Que finally realized what was happening. He wanted to immediately draw out the imperial edict, but he also had an extremely strong intuition that once the edict was drawn out, it would be absorbed by the broken wood in front of him!

Meanwhile, high in the sky, the "strange" Iron Tree Prison slowly turned its enormous face, looking towards Zheng Que.

All the ghosts around, including Ku Lan and Shu Yunying beside Zheng Que, were drawn to the tiny piece of wood.

The next moment, [Iron Tree Prison] "weiju" raised the ghostly hand formed from the skulls and grabbed directly at Zheng Que.

As it moved, the Yin energy that filled the heavens and earth surged like a tsunami, its immense power like a fine net, descending upon Zheng Que's head.

The other ghosts around also instantly lost control and hysterically rushed towards the broken wood.

The ghost tide surged once more, with all the ghosts roaring and charging forward in a frenzy, like a flood bursting its banks, its overwhelming force seemingly capable of engulfing the entire world.

Seeing this terrifying, overwhelming scene, Zheng Que's expression changed drastically, and he hurriedly shouted, "Quick! Take this thing away!"

"It will block my methods!!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the purple-clad female cultivator beside him did not respond at all.

Zheng Que hurriedly turned his head and immediately found that the purple-clad female cultivator had empty and lifeless eyes, standing straight in place without moving or reacting, like a beautiful wooden puppet. She had fallen into an illusion once again!

(End of this chapter)