Cursed Mountains and Seas

Chapter 391 A Fun-Filled Kid, Honey-Soaked Man (4000 Votes Requested)

After shouting that Japanese phrase, Wang Cheng grabbed Shen Yueye's hand and turned to run, but he kept following the small path that had just been cleared, as if afraid that others would not be able to catch up with him.

The girl's feet left the ground, and he pulled her up almost like a kite, feeling the wind rushing past her ears. She whispered:
"Fugui, it seems that the Japanese royal family's team opened this road, right? Your technique of shifting blame is too skilled."

In other words, we were lucky enough to have a Crimson Pearl Fairy Herb that was out on its own initiative deliver itself to our door.

Everyone else on the island wanted to use others as sacrifices to make a blood offering for the elixir. As long as they weren't one of their own, they would all rush to fire the first shot the moment they met.

"We were suddenly discovered by the Tatars. If you hadn't reacted quickly, I would have screamed for my life right then and there."

Wang Cheng waved his hand modestly and said:
"It's just a racial talent. It's not worth mentioning."

Little did Sister Fox know that at a certain point in time, whenever the people of the four families of Da Zhao, Japan, Buyeo, and Annam committed bad deeds outside, they would most likely immediately put on a disguise.

The last three companies usually use the first company as a base, and the first company usually uses the second company as a base.

After all, it's because the "teachers" are so good at teaching.
In any case, apart from their own people, no one else can tell the difference in their appearances.

"Thanks to the route we chose at the beginning, which was a small path trodden out by the main force of the Japanese."

When they sold us the "Star Chart for Crossing the Ocean," their words were not entirely truthful.

I don't believe that the royal family, which claims to have an unbroken lineage for ten thousand generations, would remain indifferent to immortality after seizing the opportunity for so many years.

They probably have some hidden tricks up their sleeves, and they might just become the dark horse that profits the most in the end.

It now appears that they are indeed the fastest-moving team.

"Senior sister, I need to speed up!"

Wang Cheng waved his hand and put on a black mask with flashing lightning patterns. It was the spirit-communicating Nuo mask of [Beichen Miaojiantian].

This deity is a fusion of Taoism, Buddhism, Tantric Buddhism, and Yin-Yang philosophy, and in Yingzhou, he controls thunder, protects the land, and eliminates calamities.

He is also a deity of the Thunder Department in Taoism, and an incarnation of the Xuan Tian Emperor.

As one aspect of the Tao, it is far superior to ordinary ghosts and gods, and is widely believed in Yingzhou, Shenzhou, and Nanyang.

He is believed in in virtually every corner of the Eastern countries.

For him, merely borrowing a sliver of power without communicating with the divine authority and impersonating a "priest" of the Yingzhou Shinto sect was a piece of cake.

The surging Dao Qi around them transformed into a thunder chariot, its two wheels exploding with blazing white lightning. Wind and thunder followed, carrying the two of them away in a flash through the forest.

Crackling!

Beside him, Shen Yueye put on a golden-red fox mask decorated with rice ears, transforming into the extremely famous fox messenger of the Yingzhou Inari God.

Six fiery red tails sway gracefully behind its rump.

They have now achieved the initial goal of being able to freely insert themselves into the belief system of any sect or deity.

Even the most devout believers, upon seeing it, could not discern whether it was a deity descended to earth.

If they were allowed to scam followers of various religious sects, even health supplements would sell like hotcakes.

Tell a colossal lie and make the whole world dance to its tune.

What's this called again?
"That's fun!"

The two giant pythons behind him missed their attack, but the shaman Tengri had already made his move simultaneously, striking the sacred drum at his waist and shouting:
"Divine Power [Five Immortals in Disguise], activate!"

The incense smoke was very strong.

Bang!
The phantom images of five immortals—fox, yellow, white, willow, and gray—suddenly appeared beside him, with the white immortal, who was actually a hedgehog, suddenly rushing into his body.

In an instant, it manifested as a Dharma form, expanding into a giant hedgehog the size of a small hill, its back covered in sharp, gleaming spikes like a forest of spears.

When Tiepu Tengri was filling the treasury of the fourth-rank, fifth-grade temple, he absorbed the Qi of the five immortals and gained this supernatural power after being promoted to the third-rank living ghost.

With the help of the five great immortals beyond the northern pass, one can freely change one's ghostly or divine forms and obtain corresponding powers.

With powers to ward off evil spirits and bring about marriage; to perform illusions and seek revenge; to heal the sick and save lives; to engage in battles and fights; to tell fortunes and change one's destiny, this being possesses far more authority than ordinary living ghosts and gods, making it a true all-rounder.

call out!call out!call out!
A sharp whistling sound rang out, as if a thousand crossbows were fired simultaneously, and countless streaks of white light chased after Wang Cheng and Shen Yueye.

Wang Cheng and Shen Yueye simply clasped their palms together, using the [Dragon Tiger Yin Yang Pill Method], which was most suitable for this environment, to activate the Nuo Mask. The speed increased again, and with the combined strength of the two and the Great Central Righteousness Position, they instantly broke through the fourth-grade limit.

A streak of lightning leaped out of the rain of arrows and vanished instantly.

Although Yan Donglou was a beat slow to react, he excitedly shouted upon seeing this:
"This is indeed a Japanese priest."

Follow them! The Japanese lord has Xu Fu's bloodline, and the First Emperor's edict requesting medicine must still be in their hands.

This imperial edict can be paired with the Qin Dynasty stone inscription from Kunlun that we have. A continuous supply of elixirs is within our grasp. Quick, don't let the Japanese escape!

After saying that, he took the lead and created a gust of wind to chase after them.

Behind him, hundreds of White Lotus Sect's guardian ghost soldiers, known as the Three-Life Vajras, formed a fiery cloud. They were all White Lotus Sect believers who had been burned to death, three of them clustered together, each of the Three-Life Vajras having three faces.

Following closely behind were a fourth-rank shaman, a fourth-rank kheshig soldier, and eight hundred temple guard ghost soldiers, the Golden Wolf Guard.

This power is enough to easily conquer a small country.

Deeper into the Penglai Immortal Island, in a secluded mountain valley that had outpaced all other teams in its exploration progress, lay a place of twists and turns.

"what--!"

In this generation, [Yamada Asaemon] Yoshisuke Yamada stood at the front of the group, and with a clean and swift kesagashi (traditional Japanese sword strike), he beheaded a death row inmate who had come on the ship.

His Yamada family's direct line of samurai and the temple army's demon soldiers formed a battle formation, and the heavy military aura pressed down on the numerous prisoners who were in chaos in the middle.

"We've been fooled! All those pardons are lies."

"We death row inmates were deliberately prepared as sacrifices by the royal family from the very beginning; they never intended for us to return alive."

"You must have known the rule all along: 30% tax, 29%! That's really vicious!"

"Oh no, my spell has failed. It's the [Yasakani no Magatama] that's working."

The prisoners were all Shinto officials of the seventh rank or above, including samurai, onmyoji, shrine maidens, ninjas, priests, komushi monks, and biwa players—you name it.

If they were in good condition, they would certainly be an extremely powerful force on this perilous Penglai Island.

But now, they are being deliberately plotted against, and the magatama mark on their foreheads is spinning rapidly, suppressing their inner light and greatly reducing their strength.

Although they were unwilling to be slaughtered and rushed towards the temple army's defenses like moths to a flame, they were easily stopped by Yamada Yoshisuke alone.

As a third-rank samurai of the "Shinto Mushinryu" school, he mastered one of the strongest divine abilities of the samurai rank: "Emptiness of All Thoughts"!
It can instantly enter a state of emptiness where only a single thought remains, perfectly mobilizing every bit of power within the body and utilizing every bit of Dao Qi around it.

Not only have his strength, speed, endurance, and other stats skyrocketed, but his swordsmanship has also reached a divine level, capable of breaking through all spells!
He gripped the knife with both hands, and a chilling, gleaming flash of blade light exploded through the forest, tearing apart limbs and eliciting agonizing screams. No matter what extraordinary skills or techniques these condemned prisoners used, he only had one strike!

"It is the greatest honor of your lives to be able to serve His Majesty with your own lives."

Upon hearing His Majesty's decree, you should have immediately committed seppuku and offered yourselves in sacrifice. How dare you resist now? You sinners, you have failed this honor!

When Yamada Yoshisuke said this, he looked very serious, clearly indicating that he truly endorsed this samurai spirit.

Even as he killed the last Jonin among the death row prisoners, his gaze remained unwavering.

He heard it himself from the Japanese lord Masamachi:

"For the past two thousand years since our ancestor Xu Fu began searching for medicine, the distance between Penglai Immortal Island and the Great Wall of Curses has become increasingly closer."

Many of the cracks appeared because they were caused by that moving fairy island.

Moreover, the quantity of elixirs seems to be increasing, as evidenced by the information that explorers transmit before their deaths.

Most of the magical medicines have shown the characteristic of actively pursuing humans, and some even possess a certain degree of intelligence, turning around and hunting humans.

This makes it even more necessary to use numerous death row inmates and cannon fodder as bait to lure us into hunting for the elixir.

These are all necessary costs!

"That's right, this time I will spare no expense to bring the elixir back."

Yoshisuke Yamada sheathed his sword and looked up at the sky:
"Back off, the hornets are coming!"

The family samurai and the sword-wielding squad had just moved away from the corpses lying in pools of blood on the ground.

Buzz buzz.
A loud buzzing sound came from the sky, followed by a huge swarm of bees rushing out of the dense forest and descending from the sky.

Each of the giant bees is as big as a wheel and has a human head covered in armor on its head.

They landed on the pile of corpses of the condemned prisoners, extended their file-like, ferocious mouthparts to collect flesh and blood, and in just a short while, only a pile of white bones remained on the spot.

Flesh, blood, and even their souls entered the bellies of those human-headed hornets, and then they took off again, flying back in the direction they had come from.

"Follow!"

According to information gathered from previous generations of assassins, the Human-Headed Bees are essentially a group of scum who act as gardeners on Penglai Island.

They would collect flesh and blood, living souls, and pollen from various immortal medicines, and finally brew a rare non-plant immortal medicine called "sweet flesh" or "corpse honey"!
Although its name doesn't sound as ethereal as other elixirs of immortality, it is the highest grade among the ten mid-grade elixirs, comparable to the [Five Organs Return to Truth Pill].

The group followed the horned bees and soon arrived at a huge beehive that looked like a palace.

Beneath the rock-like honeycomb shell, hexagonal cells were filled with glistening, pale red honey.

The intoxicating sweet aroma makes one's mouth water and swallow hard.

But the thought of their raw materials makes me hesitate.

"Look quickly, there's someone in the beehive!"

"Corpse honey" was clearly not the most bizarre thing; everyone gasped and looked toward a certain part of the hive.

In a hexagonal grid very close to the center, which must have been built a long time ago, a naked figure lay deep within the pale red honey.

Nearby, there were also long-weathered clothes and straw sandals.

Officials of the fifth rank or above in the Divine Path have sharp eyes.

Everyone could tell that she was a beautiful woman with extraordinary features. Judging from her appearance and petite figure, she was clearly Japanese. The group immediately erupted in an uproar.

Only Yamada Yoshiaki, who knew the inside story, was filled with excitement.

"Found it! Two hundred years ago, during the last period of chaos in China, the team we sent out created this elixir of immortality—the [Honey-Soaked Man]!"

Most of the people in the group were direct descendants of the Yamada family, and he didn't hide anything, quickly explaining to them:
"Candied man, also known as corpse preserve."

According to legend, if a person is soaked in honey after death and then sealed in a coffin and left to rest for a hundred years, various diseases can be cured.

Similarly, Western countries that still consume mummy powder for male enhancement have a lot to say on this matter.

"In our Yingzhou, there are often female healers who voluntarily fast in order to save the world and help people, and in the last period of their lives, they only eat honey."

After a month of "honey therapy," even their excrement smelled of honey.

The body was then placed in a stone coffin filled with honey.

A century later, when the stone coffin is opened, the honey inside will have transformed into a miraculous syrup for treating limb injuries; just a small amount will produce immediate results.

Moreover, it has remarkable effects on infertility!

A female samurai beside Yoshiaki Yamada, who is also his cousin, Mizuki Yamada, showed respect:

"Was this female healer who ate her own blood coming to the island last time specifically to die?"

Ji Liang waved his hand dismissively:
No! She's not dead!

Upon hearing this, everyone in the group widened their eyes:

"She didn't die? It's been two hundred years since the last appearance of Penglai Immortal Island? If she's still alive, doesn't that mean she's already become an immortal?"

Yamada Yoshiaki gave his cousin a push on the back, urging her to go and get the person out first, before explaining, unable to contain his excitement:
"This is a fourth-rank [Food-Escape Physician], whose real name is Hanayama-in Tamago. Like us, she comes from a noble family."

It should be noted that by eating the flesh of patients who have died from the disease, a physician can produce special targeted drugs in his own body and then use his own flesh and blood to heal others.

Don't forget, this 'corpse honey' is itself a combination of the flesh and blood of the dead and the elixir of immortality.

So when she used the method of "honey-soaked people" to turn herself into medicine, she also gained immortality at the same time, and it is very likely that she has achieved true immortality over the long period of two hundred years!

As long as we bring her back, we can use her regenerating flesh and blood to continuously produce elixirs!
Our Japan has a long-standing tradition of consuming 'golden nuggets' from young girls, and this time countless nobles will flock to it.

He then urged his cousin:
"Mizuki, hurry up, get the honey-soaked man and we'll retreat immediately."

The veteran assassins warned that if they didn't leave before nightfall on the first day, a horrific event, too terrible to be recorded, would occur, and leaving would be difficult.

Fortunately, the officials and death row inmates who were "sacrificed" earlier were of high enough quality.

Without encountering any obstruction from the hornets, Yamada Mizuki successfully unearthed the female healer who had been dormant for two hundred years.

Judging from her appearance, she had fallen into a deep state of fetal breathing and would be difficult to wake up for a while.

He could only put one of his own clothes on Hanayama-in Tamako first, and then put the person into a dark wooden corpse barrel and carried it on his back.

The group, who had just breathed a sigh of relief, heard a voice speaking Kyoto Japanese that sounded even more fluent than theirs, clearly belonging to a high-ranking nobleman, shouting to them:
"Everyone be careful, enemy attack!"

(End of this chapter)