Cultivating Immortality from the Book of Life and Death

Chapter 510 Yuwen Fang. (First update!)

Zheng Que nodded slightly as he watched this scene.

The scissors hell has begun!

Thinking of this, he immediately got up, walked down the steps, and headed towards the second gate.

He waded through the deep darkness of His Highness's palace and came to the second bronze gate. He stretched out his palm and gently pushed open the door in front of him.

The tall bronze door silently opened, revealing the scene behind it.

Behind the door lay a canyon-like area, with rugged and withered peaks that intersected like jagged teeth. The tops were a dark, bluish-black color, like layers of moss, exuding a sharp and edgy feel.

From the outside, it looked as if countless sharp blades were thrusting at you.

Zheng stared intently and then realized that the tips of those mountain peaks were as thin as needles, and the staggered mountain formations resembled stacks of scissors of various sizes.

A chilling wind, seemingly from nowhere, swirled among the mountain peaks, emitting a mournful yet indistinct howl.

Amidst these unsettling mountain peaks, a market town stands abruptly.

The houses stand in rows, the streets meander, the shops are neatly arranged, and the crowds are dense... The entrance archway is uneven, and although many of the beams and pillars have peeled off, one can still vaguely discern the exquisite craftsmanship of its original construction. The two characters "Yuwen" on it are severely worn, with only a few strokes remaining. If one does not know the origin of this market, one would not be able to recognize it at all.

It was none other than the former Yuwen Market!
Zheng Que did not hesitate and immediately went inside.

As soon as he entered the Scissors Hell, he felt a chill run down his spine, a terrifying sensation as if countless sharp points were pointing at him from afar.

Zheng Que glanced at the uniquely shaped mountain peaks and continued walking towards Yuwen Market.

Soon, he stepped into the "strange" area of ​​the market.

This market looked extremely solid in the Scissors Hell, but for some reason, the moment he stepped into the market, a section of the street nearby, along with the people, shops, and stalls on it, all vanished without a trace.

It was as if a force had directly erased these scenes.

Zheng Que frowned slightly and continued walking forward. Just after he had left the entrance of the market, the pedestrians, shops, stalls, and streets reappeared, seemingly unaffected.

Step, step, step...

The monotonous sound of footsteps echoed in the void as Zheng Que headed straight for the Yuwen residence with a clear objective.

Arriving at the entrance of this mansion, which occupies a secluded spot on the lakeside, he stopped and looked up at the plaque.

The scene was exactly the same as when he first came here, except that the howling wind came from outside the market, sometimes near and sometimes far, reminding him that the market was now in hell.

Unlike other buildings, this Yuwen Mansion did not disappear as he approached; it remained obediently in its original location.

Zheng Que stepped forward, reached out and pushed open the door, then went inside.

Behind the door was a familiar courtyard, every blade of grass and every tree just as it had been when he first entered, but the scattered figures had vanished without a trace, and there was no one around.

Zheng Que walked directly into the main hall and saw five chairs, but there was no one sitting on any of them.

Seeing this, he nodded to himself.

This market is "strange" because it allows him to rearrange the order of the "laws".

Now that the "weirdness" has been absorbed by the underworld, he can try to see if he can change his "laws" within the underworld.

So he walked toward the seat at the very head of the table.

Arriving at the head of the table, Zheng Que immediately lifted his robe and sat down.

click!
The moment he sat down, the seemingly large and sturdy main seat suddenly emitted a cracking sound, and then split open from the middle.

At the same time, the entire market town was suddenly covered with spiderweb-like cracks, as if it would fall apart at any moment.

Zheng Que was taken aback and immediately stood up.

As he moved, the fine cracks around him stopped spreading and began to heal very slowly.

Looking at this scene, Zheng Que frowned. This market was "strange". It looked very powerful from the outside, but once inside this underworld, it almost broke down after just sitting down for a short while.

Thinking of this, he pointed his finger to his brow, drawing out an ordinary decree, which he then directed toward the master point beside him.

The imperial edict transformed into a beam of mysterious light and disappeared into the main seat.

But the chair remained completely unresponsive, as did everything else around it. The imperial decree had failed!

Zheng Que frowned even more deeply. This "strange" one was different from the "strange" main soul in the summoning banner back then.

That main soul, "Strange," can transform into a separate entity, making it easy to confer a title upon it.

And this "strange"... the entire Yuwen Market is "strange"!
His decree only applies to a seat or a person within the "strange thing," and cannot confer a title upon the "strange thing" itself!
In a flash, Zheng Que immediately thought of another way. He quickly left this hellish place, returned to the steps, and sat down again in the lame armchair.

He then looked at the second page of the Book of Life and Death, focusing his gaze on the record concerning "Yuwen Market".

This market town is "strange" because it has not yet received an imperial decree and, under normal circumstances, cannot be mobilized.

However, ever since he obtained a fragment of the [Nine Netherworld Treasure], he can now move any ghost in this underworld directly to His Highness with a thought!

So, Zheng Que looked at the name Yuwen Fangshi and quickly thought of something.

The next moment, the "strange" did not appear below the hall. Instead, his second "law" was stirring and was almost pulled out of his body!

Zheng Li immediately stopped thinking, feeling a sense of unease and doubt.

It took him a while to gradually come to his senses.

Yuwen Market, as the source of the "strangeness", is the twelve fragments of "law" and the five figures sitting stiffly in the main hall!

Now, he has absorbed four of the five figures, Yin Congyi has taken one, and the remaining twelve fragments have become his second "law".

If he wants to drag Yuwen Fangshi down to the hall to intimidate and threaten him, he must first return the second "law" within his body to the "weird".

"This is a bit troublesome..."

“There is a fundamental difference between a ‘weird’ once it has taken shape and a ‘weird’ before it has taken shape.”

"If it is an unformed 'monster,' I should have already successfully conferred the title and can now consider using the Soul-Summoning Banner to begin the process of enslaving it."

"But the 'weird' that took shape was more complex than I had imagined."

“I deliberately preserved the Yin energy of that [Scorched Soul], originally intending to raise its cultivation to [Iron Tree Prison] after enslaving this 'strange' creature…”

"Now it seems that it will be difficult to do so in the short term."

"Um……"

"You could consult Luo Fuyu."

"Luo Fuyu was able to snatch the proprietress of the Forget-Worry Inn into her wedding procession, so she must have a lot of experience in dealing with 'strange' things."

In a flash, Zheng Que sat down in the chair and waited quietly.

Time passed slowly, and the last wisp of black energy finally disappeared into the Book of Life and Death.

As before, the Book of Life and Death condensed a new decree, which turned into a mysterious light and entered Zheng Que's brow, causing the surrounding scenery to tremble.

In the blink of an eye, he was back in reality.

At this moment, the entire Yuwen Market had vanished. He was on the wasteland he had seen when he entered. Beyond the wasteland, the vegetation was lush and the blood mist was surging. He had already returned to Blood Pass.

A deathly silence reigned within the blood mist. The previous tide of ghosts had ceased, but the sounds of ghosts wailing and howling were not heard from near or far, creating an abnormally tranquil atmosphere.

It seems that the oppression and crisis brought about by the ghost tide have not truly passed.

Zheng Que sat cross-legged on the ground, with Xue Shuangzi guarding him by his side.

He looked around and immediately stood up.

The ghost tide has ended, but the immortal test continues.

While pondering, he turned to Xue Shuangzi and asked, "Can you sense the location of Mu Xian Gu?"

Just as Xue Shuangzi was about to answer, three familiar figures swiftly arrived and landed on the open ground beside Zheng Que in the blink of an eye.

The leader, dressed in an ivory-yellow dress, was none other than Mu Xiangu, followed by Shu Yunying and Linghu Yuniang.

Mu Xiangu looked at Zheng Que with slight surprise: "You've already dealt with the 'strangeness' here?"

(End of this chapter)