Young master, why not become a corpse immortal?

Chapter 430: Madman’s Rotten Flesh
This woman's method can be described as simple and brutal.

"These were all split off from the incarnation of that madwoman."

The woman began to explain to Lin Jiang:
"Ever since that woman went mad, all her actions have become incomprehensible. It's unclear whether our birth was an accident or intentional, but in any case, orderly thinking is nothing short of a deadly poison to her. If I could merge my body into hers, I could definitely kill her!"

Upon hearing this, Lin Jiang clearly fell into thought.

He felt that something was not right.

After thinking carefully for a long time, he finally asked:
Are you sure about this? Have you had anyone verify it with?

"What needs to be verified?"

The woman curled her lip in disdain: "If it succeeds, you can naturally kill that crazy woman, which will be a good thing for both of us; if it fails, only I will die, so what are you afraid of?"

Lin Jiang looked hesitant, as if he wanted to say something but couldn't.

The question is, are we afraid?

The main problem is that what you're doing looks like a reckless charge forward. Calling it a plan is more like saying, "I'm tired of living. I don't even know if what I'm doing will work, but I'm going to fucking blow you up!"

It wasn't just Lin Jiang who thought it was unreliable; the lady next to him, whose temperament was clearly more gentle, looked so helpless that her face almost spilled out onto the ground.

"I told you about this a long time ago. Your ideas are unreliable in every way. It's not that you can't find a way to deal with a crazy woman, but what purpose will your actions serve, other than losing your own life?"

"You're always so indecisive! If you have a better solution than me, just say it!"

The woman grabbed her hair in frustration:
"I say it once, you refuse once; I read it once, you deny it once; but you can't think of a better way. What's the point of reading it all out?"

“I always tell you not to rush, there must be a better way, but aren’t you always in a hurry? Rushing won’t solve anything.” The gentler woman continued to patiently persuade her.

The woman, whose temperament was clearly impatient, blushed from her neck to her forehead, and steam was even slowly rising from the top of her head; she was obviously furious.

She finally stood up, snorted coldly, and left.

Seeing her like this, the other girls around her remained silent, making way for her as she walked away.

"Has she always been like this?" Lin Jiang asked the woman, whose temperament had become noticeably gentler.

When the woman heard Lin Jiang's question, she couldn't help but sigh softly.
"As you can see, it's probably because we are all incarnations, and the original Li Jinyue has gone mad, so we all have some flaws in our personalities."

"She was too impatient, and I was too conservative. She thought we should fight to the death with the main body outside no matter what, but I felt that staying here and looking for an opportunity was not a bad idea."

At this point, the gentle woman glanced again at the departing figure:

“We’ve argued about this more than once or twice, and we can’t reach a conclusion no matter how much we argue.”

"Could you tell me about your specific situation?" Lin Jiang said, "I have some knowledge in this area, and what I have learned may be helpful to you."

"it is good."

The gentle woman walked slowly to a long table and invited Lin Jiang to sit opposite her.

The two sat down facing each other, and the woman began to recall as she spoke:

“As incarnations, our memories are not very complete. Just like her memories, most of them are focused on studying incarnations, while my memories are mostly related to Li Jinyue’s original family and warm times.”

"Do you know how Li Jinyue became an incarnation of an immortal?"

"Our memories of this part are very limited. The only one who remembers it was captured by her and is now an immortal being in her vast army, whose spirit is eternally tormented."

The gentle woman shook her head slightly:

"Even if she hadn't been arrested, her words probably wouldn't have been of much help to you."

"How to say?"

"According to her, Li Jinyue was just observing the souls outside the mirror every day when the emptiness suddenly reflected inwards and instantly filled her thoughts, making her an obsession with the return of the flesh."

The gentle woman looked on in disbelief:

"Li Jinyue is an outstanding person among the celestial beings. I would believe it if she was tired of her celestial status and deliberately tried to contact the immortals from the heavens to obtain power. But it is hard to believe that she was completely overwhelmed by her after just one glance."

"We all suspect that her memory is faulty, and that it's not true."

Lin Jiang nodded slightly.

What the other party said makes sense.

Li Jinyue was originally the leader of the Celestials, and her skills and magic were all of the highest caliber. It would be too embarrassing for her to be preoccupied with such a trivial matter.

"It's a pity that in ordinary memories, she was probably a gentle person, but I never expected that she would end up like this."

At this point, the gentle woman realized she had gone off-topic and continued:
“We don’t really know why this happened. The most accepted theory right now is that the immortal chose Li Jinyue as a vessel, hoping to use her to reincarnate and descend to the mortal world; and we, as her original personalities, were shattered into pieces by the immortal’s consciousness, and are expelled little by little every day, just like detoxification.”

"As the number of excretions increases, they combine to form personalities like yours?" Lin Jiang listened and pondered.

"Perhaps."

The gentle woman paused briefly, then continued:

"When she first became the vessel of the immortal, her mind was still relatively clear. She was well-organized in establishing and governing the country. Later, after being counterattacked by Yu Chang and others and sealed in this great temple, she became quite insane. It seemed that she only wanted to revive the immortals from beyond the heavens, but she only talked about it and did not take any actual action."

"Isn't it because we can't get out?" "There's definitely more to it than that."

The gentle woman shook her head:

"This is ultimately our Great Arena. All our treasures are here. Over the long years, she has accumulated countless treasures, enough for her to start anew, find a way to escape the Great Arena, and attract the souls of immortals to descend."

Lin Jiang pondered for a moment, vaguely sensing something amiss.

What are your thoughts?

"We suspect... she has a personality disorder."

"Ok?"

"Like us, her willpower has probably long since vanished. Now she's nothing but a madwoman with a crazy mind, and nothing else."

Lin Jiang roughly understood the situation before him.

However, the situation did not improve at all.

How to deal with a madman with profound Taoist skills and possessing valuable treasures has become a thorny problem.

Right now, Lin Jiang has plenty of time.

I just don't know how they will respond to the message they sent.

……

Li Fuqi and his men did not leave the Immortal Mountain, but instead came to Lanke City next to the Immortal Mountain. They found a relatively clean place, and a large group of people surrounded Duan Libie in layers, staring at him intently.

Duan Libie's expression remained unchanged. He sat there obediently, even resting his head against a nearby pillar for a short nap.

His head drooped down little by little, his chin almost touching his chest.

Seeing his confident and fearless demeanor, Li Fuqi's eyebrows seemed to sink heavily as if weighed down by a thousand-pound weight.

He walked over to Duan Libie and coughed.

The cough caused the wall against which Duan Libie was leaning to collapse.

However, the stone chair beneath Duan Libie's bottom remained perfectly still, as if it were cast in pure gold, without the slightest ripple.

Duan Libie slowly opened her eyes and looked up at Li Fuqi.

"You don't seem nervous at all."

Li Fuqi's lips almost drooped to his chin.

"Nervous? What could I possibly be nervous about?" Duan Libie said expressionlessly. "You don't intend to kill me, do you?"

"Do you think we can't kill you?" Li Fuqi sneered. "If you hadn't brought those stone sculptures up the mountain, that young master wouldn't have been trapped there."

“First of all, I must correct something,” Duan Libie began, unusually stubborn, “those stone sculptures were definitely not brought up the mountain by me. I do have treasures, which originated from the sacred mountain. At that time, the stone statues were not attacking me; it was that woman on the mountain who was causing trouble, manipulating the stone statues to rush over and attack me.”

"Second..."

He turned to Li Fuqi, a sneer playing on his lips:

"Since you value that young master so much, why didn't you stay on the mountain to save him? You speak so righteously, but in the end you cower away. It's truly laughable."

Li Fuqi's brows furrowed more and more, and several deep lines were etched on his forehead.

The intent to kill was already tangible.

He could clearly see the other person's thoughts as he broke off the engagement, yet he remained completely unconcerned, even letting out a cold sneer:
“I recognize you, Li Fuqi. You claim to be a descendant of the Divine City and are currently a council member of the Dust Kingdom. However, your authority in the Dust Kingdom is quite limited.”

"The young master on the mountain is a rare and noble person in Daxing. As far as I know, the Emperor of Daxing intends to cultivate him as the next successor. Moreover, he has the ability to deal with disasters, and he is a talent that His Majesty values ​​highly."

"Now that this young master has disappeared in such a remote place as yours, what do you think the emperor will do next?"

"Should we sit obediently on the dragon throne and shed tears, or should we follow the example of those who slaughtered our way across the entire territory, regroup our army, and fight our way back?"

Upon hearing this, Li Fuqi's expression grew even more gloomy. He glanced at the carriage not far away and saw Yi Er San, who had her hair tied in a ponytail, taking care of Jiang Jinyue inside the carriage.

He recalled that before the coachman left, he had handed a booklet to Yi Er San.

That seemed to be the crucial item for contacting the capital.

At this moment, Li Fuqi only has two paths before him.

Before Betting that Yi, Er, and San had reported the matter to the capital, they took advantage of the situation and led their clearly superior forces to eliminate the others, ensuring that the news was completely blocked.

But the possibility is extremely slim—the woman not far away probably informed the capital of all the information as soon as she came down the mountain.

As for the second option...

"Let's just take them back to the Dust Kingdom, treat them well, and wait for Daxing to send someone to pick them up."

Li Fuqi ultimately chose this relatively safer path.

(End of this chapter)