Cultivating Immortality from the Book of Life and Death

Chapter 601 Returning to the Market. (Second Update!)

Zheng's Market.

Training room.

The surroundings were quiet as the spirit-gathering array slowly rotated, continuously infusing wisps of spiritual energy carrying a hint of yin.

In the main seat, Zheng Que sat cross-legged on a futon with his eyes slightly closed. He was making a hand seal and controlling a soul puppet in the distance through the [Demon Soul Substitute Puppet].

Suddenly, his aura changed, he immediately stopped the spell, and his eyes snapped open.

After looking around the room, Zheng Que visibly relaxed.

very good!

They escaped successfully!
Thank goodness he switched opponents with [Shadowplay] earlier, otherwise things would have been really troublesome!
Now, hopefully, after Yan Bingyi vents her anger by destroying the [Evil Shadow Play], she won't come looking for him again...

Thinking of this, he secretly exhaled a breath of stale air.

The biggest problem now is that the "Demon in the Belly" is still at the foot of that hillside covered with the Five Fiends Ghost Eye Orchid.

This was a "strange" creature that he had painstakingly cultivated. It was powerful but lacked intelligence. He could control it perfectly well, so throwing it away like that was definitely not an option.

The key issue is that he didn't bestow an imperial decree upon the "Demon in the Belly," making it impossible to summon it to the underworld.

Otherwise, he could have simply entered the underworld, summoned the "Demon in His Belly," and then used the [Ghost Control Technique] to capture it and bring it back to his side...

"The 'Demon in the Belly' should be given a title."

"The 'Demon Within' that has been granted the title will develop sentience, which may affect the [Yin Spirit Devouring Resentment] technique..."

"However, I can use a gavel to knock out its intelligence!"

"In this way, if I encounter any unexpected situations when I use the [Demon Soul Substitute] in the future, I will not have to worry about losing the 'Demon in the Belly' at all."

Thinking of this, Zheng Que shook his head slightly and secretly made up his mind that he would first send a soul puppet over to check the situation. If possible, he would take back the "Demon in the Belly" and then immediately confer an imperial title upon it.

However, before dispatching the soul puppet, he needed to confirm whether Yan Bingyi was still guarding him at the foot of that hill.
As for how to determine Yan Bingyi's location... he has a very good method, but it requires Xue Shuangzi's cooperation.

So Zheng Que got up and walked outside.

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Zheng's Market.

In the empty houses, on the once tidy roads, many rogue cultivators lay dead, lying haphazardly.

Limbs and severed arms were scattered everywhere, and the accumulated blood had submerged a small section of the road. However, their pupils, which were gradually losing their luster, were still filled with intense killing intent towards each other.

A strong sense of resentment permeated the entire venue.

Soon, the cultivators' souls instantly degenerated into ghosts, and semi-transparent figures rose from their cold bodies. They still maintained their mutilated appearances from when they died, their clothes splattered with blood and bits of flesh. After only glancing around briefly, they were driven by the deep-seated hatred in their hearts and charged at each other again, fighting fiercely.

woohoo hoo...

A cold wind swept through, and the yin energy surged. The sounds of the living fighting quickly subsided, but the battle between the ghosts became even more intense.

Half empty.

The strong man, having just completed his dantian formation, was hoisted up by a hemp rope. The rope tightened more and more, soon digging into his flesh, making his bones crack and pop.

"Heh heh... heh..." The burly man's face had turned purple as he struggled, trying his best to shout something, but he couldn't utter any complete words, while the pulling force from his legs was also increasing in tandem.

The feeling of suffocation was overwhelming; the burly man, whose neck was about to be torn off, felt as if it were about to be snapped in two.

Realizing he couldn't break free from the rope, he immediately released his grip, his internal energy surged, and relying on the powerful physique of a Core Formation cultivator, he temporarily held off the rope's pull. At the same time, he quickly opened his storage bag and took out a sharp dagger.

The blade of this short knife is as smooth as water, and the hilt is engraved with intricate runes, emanating a faint spiritual aura.

This is a ritual implement.

With the short sword in hand, the burly man, having just completed his cultivation, immediately slashed at the rope hanging above his head.

brush!
The blade moved like the wind, and the moment it sliced ​​through the hemp rope, the rope snapped instantly.

The force that had suspended him in mid-air vanished, and the strong man's nascent soul immediately fell to the ground.

However, the intense feeling of suffocation did not disappear. The rope around his neck, even without the upward pull, continued to tighten as if it were alive.

At the same time, the number of hands grabbing his legs was increasing rapidly, tap, tap, tap... one hand after another reached out and grabbed him, pulling him down into the ground.

His body immediately sank into the ground.

Before the strong man could make his next move after forming his core, hands grabbed his neck, pressed down on his shoulders, and held down his arms... reaching out from all directions to restrict him and prevent him from moving at all.

The burly man, his face flushed as he reached the Core Formation stage, forcefully raised his arm, which had been held down, and began to perform a series of complex hand seals.

The next moment, a terrifying surge of corpse energy erupted from his body!

boom! ! !
The corpse energy was so dense it was almost tangible, like a turbid wave surging into the sky, shaking everything around it away.

As the smoke and dust dissipated, the outline of the burly man's nascent soul was revealed. The arms that had just bound him had vanished into thin air, and the hemp rope around his neck had been freed.

With his body finally free, the burly man, having reached the Core Formation stage, disregarded everything else and quickly summoned his corpse puppet.

That ghost that just attacked him was no ordinary creature!
The mere cultivation level of the [Scissors Prison] almost killed him, a Core Formation stage cultivator.

Moreover, there is more than one such ghost here.

In the blink of an eye, the burly man formed his Golden Core and cast a spell, about to control his corpse puppet, when he saw a figure in a pink dress and colorful skirt, with a clear bruise on her neck, shoot towards him and suddenly disappear into his corpse puppet.

The burly man's expression changed as he formed his golden core; the technique he used to control the corpse puppet had no effect whatsoever.

Immediately afterwards, he felt dizzy and his body became extremely weak. He stumbled and quickly raised his hand to support himself on the ground, almost falling headfirst.

The burly man realized something as he reached for his neck. There, at the wound where he had just been pinched, was something sticky. He dipped his fingertip in it and held it up to his eyes. It was dark purple blood.

I've been poisoned!
"Cough cough cough..."

The burly man, having just completed his cultivation, burst into a violent cough and looked up ahead.

A rough hemp rope floated in mid-air, suspending a girl in white with black hair. She had beautiful features and looked like a real person. However, around the rope around her neck, there was a shocking ring of purplish-black bruises.

As the rope slowly descended, the girl was lowered down little by little.

His eyes, like stars, stared intently at the burly man as he formed his core. Suddenly, the corners of his mouth curved into a cold, malicious smile.

It's a [female pendant]!
How could a mere "female hanger" possess so many strange and bizarre ghost skills?

(End of this chapter)