Cultivating Immortality from the Book of Life and Death

Chapter 503 Fragrance of Bones. (Second Update!)

In reality, at the Yuwen Mansion, in the main hall.

Liao Zhanbo, who had been sitting in the main seat, suddenly had dense, purplish-black patterns appear on his body. These patterns were raised high and wriggled like living things. Then they cracked open with fine bloodstains, bursting out bursts of blood mist that enveloped his entire body.

boom! ! !
In the blink of an eye, Liao Zhanbo's body exploded.

Its self-destruction was extremely powerful. The Yuwen Mansion, which was already half collapsed, had its entire roof blown off in an instant, the beams and pillars collapsed, and the house turned into flying sand and stones.

Behind him, the central hall and its walls were blasted open, revealing a hole filled with blood mist—a scene reminiscent of the Blood Tong Pass.

The aftershocks of the self-destruction continued unabated, sweeping away the [Rouge Dew] and revealing Zheng Que and Song Jiaoyin inside.

Just as the surging airwaves were about to reach the two of them, Zheng Que unfurled the Soul-Summoning Banner in his hand, blocking the entire impact.

At the same time, he was certain that the twelve characters on the bamboo stick were complete, and he had the last piece in his hands!
Every fragment in this "strange" thing can enhance his control over the "laws," otherwise it wouldn't have been so easy for Liao Zhanbo to fall for it just now.

Snapped!
While she was thinking, Song Jiaoyin suddenly raised her hand and slapped him hard across the face, saying coldly, "You lecher!"

As she spoke, she immediately stood up, straightening her dress as she limped toward the crack created by Liao Zhanbo's self-explosion.

Zheng Que was slightly taken aback, but quickly realized what was happening.

In order to deal with Liao Zhanbo, he changed the "law" of "marriage" back to the "law" of illusion.

Without the effect of the "law" of marriage, Song Jiaoyin was like the effects of an aphrodisiac wearing off, immediately regaining her senses.

Moreover, since this female cultivator from Qinzhou has lost her fragment, she most likely doesn't remember that she did it voluntarily, and may even think she was forced...

Thinking of this, Zheng Que quickly transmitted his voice and said, "Fellow Daoist Song, the ghost tide outside is dangerous. Even the ghosts in the Iron Tree Prison are more than one."

"Fellow Daoist, why don't you stay in this 'strange' place? It's safer here now..."

However, he had only transmitted his voice halfway when Song Jiaoyin had already vanished into the crack and disappeared from Yuwen Market.

In such a short time, the tear in the hem of the garment had just begun to heal rapidly.

With a flash, Xue Shuangzi returned to the correct side. Her face was gloomy as she slowly said, "That incense burner ran away."

"Moreover, they also took that human cultivator away."

Upon hearing this, Zheng Que snapped out of his daze and calmly replied, "It's nothing."

"They ran away, so they ran away."

"I learned a lot this time."

"You will protect me."

"I need to study the 'law' I just obtained carefully."

Xue Shuangzi was about to nod when she heard this, but her expression suddenly changed, and she immediately said, "I can't move!"

Can't move?
Zheng Que was taken aback and turned to look at Xue Shuangzi. He saw that the [Rouge Demon] suddenly began to emit billowing smoke and flames, which were mixed with flickering firelight and a strong smell of incense.

Now that he has obtained all the fragments inside this "strange thing", he immediately realized that the attack Xue Shuangzi was currently being attacked by was not the power of this "strange thing"!
Realizing this, Zheng Que immediately said, "This is not an ordinary method."

"However, my 'law' has just been enhanced, and it should be able to help you solve the problem."

"But this requires your cooperation."

Xue Shuangzi stood motionless, seemingly sensing some danger. Her voice carried a hint of fear that was unusual for her: "Quick, hurry!"

Without further hesitation, Zheng Que immediately pulled her into his arms. ※※※

Blood-soaked Tongguan Pass, deep within.

Thousand-faced Peak.

This mountain stands amidst the blood-red mist. Under the cover of the mist, one can see different faces from different angles, hence its name.

At this moment, the ghost tide was raging and the blood mist was constantly being stirred up, but the area above the waist of Thousand Faces Peak was still relatively quiet.

Suddenly, Yin Congyi's figure appeared in a cave halfway up the mountain.

Holding the black pottery incense burner with animal mask design in his arms, he looked around after entering the cave to make sure it was safe for the time being before he had the leisure to look back outside.

At the foot of the mountain, a palpable aura of yin energy lingered, and countless ghosts surged forth in a mighty torrent.

Looking at the massive ghost tide, Yin Congyi felt a chill run down his spine. If it weren't for his master's methods, even if he had escaped the "strange" Yuwen Market just now, he would probably have perished in this overwhelming ghost tide.

Fortunately, for some unknown reason, no ghost dares to approach Thousand Faces Peak now.

As he was pondering, he was about to put away the black pottery incense burner with animal mask design when he looked down and discovered that the three unburnt black incense sticks that had been inserted into the burner were gone!

Yin Congyi's expression immediately changed, and he hurriedly searched his person. But after turning everything upside down and checking all the storage bags, he found nothing.

Those three sticks of bone incense, they're gone?!

Realizing this, Yin Congyi felt a chill run down his spine and was momentarily at a loss for what to do.

Just then, a wisp of smoke spontaneously rose from the incense burner, quickly outlining a graceful figure.

However, this figure only had a body from the waist up, and was missing an arm, making it look incomplete.

Upon seeing this, Yin Congyi hurriedly bowed and said, "Master, Master, the fragrance of your bones..."

Before he could finish speaking, Yan Bingyi slowly shook her head and replied calmly, "It's alright."

"The remaining bone fragrance of my master was eaten by that [Rouge Demon]."

"Next, light the incense again. I will transform that [Rouge Demon] into a new Bone Incense."

As she spoke, her graceful figure instantly dispersed, returning to pure smoke and sinking to the bottom of the incense burner.

As the last wisp of smoke settled into the incense burner, three black incense sticks reappeared. However, these three incense sticks were not complete at this moment; upon closer inspection, it could be seen that they were only the upper half.

Hearing his master's command, Yin Congyi did not dare to hesitate. He immediately put the three incense sticks back into the center of the incense burner and then lit them according to the old rules.

The black incense sticks were lit, and wisps of smoke immediately rose, outlining Yan Bingyi's silhouette.

The three incomplete incense sticks burned quickly, soon going completely to ashes, but wisps of incense continued to emerge from the incense burner.

Yan Bingyi floated in mid-air, and as the smoke surged, her originally broken body began to gradually recover.

The incense sticks in the incense burner have burned out.

What's being burned now is that inexplicable "Rouge Demon"!
A powerful being like her, even without a physical body, is not someone that a mere [Scissors Prison] ghost could devour.

However, just as Yan Bingyi was thinking this...

"Um..."

(End of this chapter)