Daoqi Huangcheng

Chapter 56. I was just kidding.

"Then I'll give it to you, but don't try to fool me!"

Song Chen was clearly anxious. He struggled, but gritted his teeth and resolutely threw out the jade slip of the Yellow Springs Scripture.

The old crane was taken aback, then overjoyed. It spread its wings and quickly snatched the cold, black jade slip.

It never expected it to go so smoothly.

The moment it caught the Yellow Springs Scripture, it suddenly felt a strong impulse. The Yellow Springs Scripture and the Flawless Feather "activated" each other, making it suddenly realize the great opportunity passed down from generation to generation.

Old Crane's face showed a human-like joy.

It couldn't wait to find that great opportunity.

The next instant.
The drowning ghost that was originally chasing Song Chen suddenly changed direction and pounced on Elder He.

Old Crane may not have noticed at all, but the Drowned Ghost definitely sensed the power of a high-level evil spirit in Song Chen. Although its ghost domain has been restored, it naturally dares not pursue Song Chen. However, it needs to kill someone and then send that life to the underworld so that it can escape.

When the old crane saw the drowned ghost rushing towards it, it sneered, stepped out of the transparent cover, and spread its wings.

The Yin water spiritual energy in the Yellow Springs Reflection Ghost Realm was instantly mobilized, and huge spears of ghost water solidified in mid-air.

"go with!"

With a flick of his finger, the Dark Water Spear transformed into a streak of light that shot up from the ground, whistling through the air as it hurtled toward the drowned ghost.

These dark water spears are numerous, and their targets are not only the drowned ghost, but also Song Chen behind the drowned ghost.

"Die, boy!"

Old Crane grinned menacingly.

Song Chen let out a soft breath, his eyes still showing anger and fear, but his right hand had already gripped the spirit sword tightly, and fiery clouds suddenly surged between his fingers.

The fiery cloud was blazing and bright, vaguely resembling the shape of a rabbit, before instantly covering the entire spirit sword.

The Divine Fire Beast can possess any non-living object. The strength of the object it can possess depends on its power. As for the Divine Fire Beast at the ninth level of Qi Gathering, it has already completely possessed the Spirit Sword.

In an instant, the sword burst into flames.

Then, with a flick of Song Chen's finger, it shot towards Elder He.

Old Crane was immediately stunned, his pupils contracted, and his face was filled with disbelief. He reacted quickly, his crane wings snapped shut, and the dark water spears that had been shooting out suddenly merged into one, just enough to meet the fire sword.

Bang!
Bang!Bang!Bang!
The spear of the dark water evaporated inch by inch, and the old crane stared intently, its spiritual energy surging wildly from its body.

"Divine Fire Beast? The Myriad Beasts Sect? The Jin Kingdom? You cunning brat, you're actually a spy for the Jin Kingdom?!"

The crane-faced creature was surprised. It stood still, pushed its wings forward, and frantically poured spiritual energy into the water spear to block the fire sword that was coming down with unstoppable force.

The fire sword began to slow down, and Elder Crane hurried to unleash its power.

Finally, when the fire sword was still about ten feet away from him, the power on the fire sword dissipated.

Ding!
The fire sword bounced off.

Song Chen swiftly arrived, took the sword in his hand, but stopped attacking and instead hovered it in mid-air.

The drowned ghost, which had been able to avoid the fight between the two, seized the opportunity again and rushed towards Elder He with surging dark water.

Old Crane naturally wouldn't stay in one place. He moved swiftly to dodge and cast the talisman again to block the drowned ghost.

It had already discerned that today's battle in the Ghost Realm was a three-way conflict. It and Song Chen possessed intelligence, while only the Drowned Ghost did not. Whoever could use the Drowned Ghost to wear down the other would be the ultimate winner.

As it moved, it felt a powerful dragging force that brutally held it in place.

It glanced at it out of the corner of its eye and exclaimed, "Ghost Claw!!"

【Ghost Claw】, a low-level supernatural power from the Yellow Springs Scripture. This claw can pierce through the flesh and directly seize the soul. Once it grabs, the user will be held firmly and unable to move, and will have to fight back with all their might. The only drawback is that the "pre-activation wind-up" is quite long, but just now, when Elder He was resisting the Divine Fire Beast Sword, Song Chen had enough time to activate it.

brush!
Song Chen flicked his sword in mid-air, dispersing the blazing flames on its blade.

Cold eyes, practiced spellcasting.

On the ground, the black claws became more solid, and the spiritual energy that was fighting against Elder Crane made a hissing sound.

The drowned ghost successfully pounced on Old Crane, its venomous pupils revealing a mocking light. Its rotten five fingers, curled with the Yin water of the Yellow Springs, suddenly thrust forward and "whoosh!" stabbed Old Crane in the chest.

Old Crane's aura immediately weakened by half.

It suddenly looked up, only to see those cold, indifferent eyes that looked down at it with complete concentration.

Song Chen remained vigilant. He had no idea what secrets this old man might be hiding, and if he were to be outmaneuvered, he would be dead.

He used all his strength to unleash his Ghost Claws, firmly gripping Old Crane to death.

Old Crane was panting. Whoosh!
Wow!
The drowned ghost began to frantically attack Elder He, and with each strike, Elder He's aura weakened by half.

In the blink of an eye, the spiritual energy shield around Elder He's body had become extremely thin and was about to be broken.

"Song Chen!"

The old crane suddenly roared.

Song Chen did not answer.

He only liked to talk to dead enemies, just as he liked to talk to living friends.

Although he had no friends.

But he once felt that he had, and he truly hoped that they could live well.

Seeing that he remained silent, the old crane did not wait for him, but instead said, "I admit defeat! Is there any chance you can spare me?"

Song Chen remained silent.

Old Crane finally sighed and said, "Fine, I can't let it go."

As soon as it finished speaking, it suddenly ripped out the two things in its arms and threw them aside.

The black jade slip and bronze feathers suddenly flew up and headed towards Song Chen.

"Boy, treat my people well!!"

Song Chen glanced at the flying treasures, spun his spirit sword, caught both items, and put one into the [Book of Three Lifetimes] and the other into his storage bag.

He ate the "sugar coating," spat out the "cannonball," and then sincerely said to the old crane below, "Okay."

This single word seemed to have shattered the last bit of spirit that the old crane had been desperately holding on to.

boom!
Its air shield shattered with a crash.

The drowned ghost's hand pierced its heart.

Old Crane urged loudly, "Boy, hurry up and clean up the scene, don't wait until...Dream."

Brush, brush, brush!!

The drowned ghost frantically tore at the helpless old crane.

Song Chen glanced at the old crane's storage bag but didn't take anything from it.

The old crane's breathing gradually diminished and soon ceased; a single word, "Good," allowed it to die in perfect harmony.

Song Chen glanced at the corpse on the ground and thought to himself, "I was just kidding."

Just then, a "crackling" sound suddenly came from the dome of this ghostly realm, and a familiar large hand descended from the sky, piercing through the yin water and grabbing the face of the drowned ghost.

Xiao Meng is here.

However, the drowned genius, who had gained the power to pull himself away, was unwilling to give up and surged upwards madly.

Xiao Meng grabbed the drowned ghost with one hand. The drowned ghost struggled desperately. A faint, hidden red light flashed in Xiao Meng's eyes behind her ceramic mask. The drowned ghost was stunned and then Xiao Meng casually pressed it to the ground and sent it back to the Yellow Springs.

Bang!
The Ghost Realm is shattered.

Amidst the heavy snowfall from the sky, the silhouette of a crane swiftly flew by, landing with its white plumage.

He Bai stared at the tragic death of Elder He, then looked up at the lively Song Chen. He froze on the spot, his mind blank, unsure of where he was or what he was supposed to do.

Xiao Meng glanced at the old crane's corpse. There were only traces left by the drowned ghost on it, and its soul had already entered the Yellow Springs, beyond any trace. She casually tossed it back and turned her head to ask, "Junior brother, what happened here?"

Song Chen said, "Fortunately, Elder He helped me, otherwise I would have really died in this White Demon Realm. Elder He is my benefactor."

He tilted his head slightly, let out a long sigh, and showed some sadness.

Xiao Meng tilted her head and said, "Oh? So, He Bai, you weren't deliberately dragging me along?"

He Bai rushed to Old He's side, stammering "I...I..." before saying, "Today, regarding the Yellow Springs riot, I...I only asked Miss Meng to handle it. How could I possibly want to hold Miss Meng back?"

Xiao Meng nodded and said, "I see."

Song Chen lowered his head, then looked up as if he had made a decision and said, "Senior Sister, it's not like that. Elder He originally wanted to steal the 'Yellow Springs Scripture' from me, but he was ambushed by that drowned ghost. Elder He was seriously injured, and it was only then that it began to protect me. I think I still have the bloodline of the Marrow-Eating Crane Demon Clan in my body, and blood is thicker than water, so I lied."

"I'm sorry, Senior Sister."

Xiao Meng said, "It's good that you're alright. The Yellow Springs uprising was so fierce, you should go to Jinxia Mountain and stay there for a few days."

Deep within the Yellow Springs, beyond the Gate of Hell, in a secluded corner, a gigantic crane carcass, long since decayed, was suddenly swept by a cold wind. Its broken body creaked and groaned, causing the crane's skull, now a skeleton, to lift slightly, as if gazing up at the human world.

(End of this chapter)