I'm modifying myself into the ultimate demon.

Chapter 149 revised: Turned into a silver black zombie!!!

"No matter what Jiang Hongyue is up to, my priority now is to improve my strength as quickly as possible. As for the rest... worrying about it is pointless."

Chen Mo put away the book, sent Juan'er to keep watch around, and then activated his family's bloodline.

"My sparring session with Tang Xianhe just now gave me some insights. Although I took a few punches from the old man, it seems that the meridians in my body have been somewhat opened up..."

"Now I possess two aristocratic bloodlines, one bestowed by the Black God of the Tang family, and the other by the Four Soul Jade of the Zhong family. The Zhong family bloodline is of higher purity and is obviously more powerful. Fortunately, these two bloodlines do not conflict. Let's see if they can achieve a synergistic effect greater than the sum of their parts."

After practicing the Mind-Calming Technique, Chen Mo's distracting thoughts disappeared, and he began to carefully circulate the power of his aristocratic bloodline.

Chen Mo is currently only at the Blood Mist level. Compared to the strength of the Nine-Patterned Corpse Demon, the strength of this aristocratic bloodline seems very low. Chen Mo feels that he should cultivate to the Great Perfection of Blood Rift as soon as possible.

Nothing happened during the overnight seclusion.

The next morning, just as dawn was breaking, Juan'er came running over and called out, "Young master, the rain is getting heavier. I saw several early-morning fishermen coming this way from a few miles away."

Chen Mo suddenly opened his eyes, a sharp glint in them.

After a night of cultivation, Chen Mo felt that the strength of his aristocratic bloodline had improved, and he also gained a lot of insights.

"Let's go somewhere else."

"Hmm. Should we still bring the talisman for exorcising evil spirits?" Juan'er seemed to dislike the talisman, always asking this question whenever they moved locations.

"Take it with you for now."

"Oh."

After quickly tidying themselves up, the two left into the pouring rain.

Chen Mo walked along the riverbank, carrying a wrapped oval mirror on his back. Juan'er followed closely behind, carrying a heavy backpack.

"Young master, where are we going?"

"Let's head towards the distant prefectural city first, then exorcise evil spirits and kill ghosts along the way to increase our cultivation. If we encounter a large bandit stronghold, we can wipe it out in one fell swoop and make a large sum of money to improve our living conditions. What do you think, Juan'er?"

"Killing ghosts isn't that interesting. It's much better to raid a bandit's den. Who knows, you might make a few thousand taels of silver in one go? Then you can buy a lot of good stuff."

Chen Mo glanced at Juan'er and shook his head helplessly.

Juan'er, that eight-stick yellow page ghost, is so useless! The other eight-stick yellow page ghosts are all thinking about stealing incense offerings so they can evolve into nine-stick yellow page ghosts as soon as possible. They wouldn't even look at a few pieces of silver...

Only Juan'er, having endured the hardships of life with him during this period, came to appreciate the value of money.

……

Nanyang Prefecture, Shen Family.

backyard.

Pfft!
Covered in blood, Shen Baishan knelt on the ground with a thud, tearfully recounting what had happened. He insisted that he had been tricked by Master Jin Guang, and that all his disciples had been killed by Master Jin Guang.

Finally, he kowtowed to the ground, saying, "Father, it's all because Baishan is incompetent and has failed your expectations. I've ruined our family's affairs. I beg you, Father, to cut me down and send me to the underworld to apologize to my elder brother!"

Bang!
After saying that, he slammed his head heavily onto the ground again, cracking the bluestone bricks and splattering blood everywhere. His words revealed an overwhelming sense of self-reproach and a resolute desire to die.

Sitting in the chief seat, Shen Zishan listened to Shen Baishan's report and indeed had the thought of punching his son to death. However, seeing the conspicuous wounds all over Shen Baishan's body, he ultimately felt a pang of reluctance.

Shen Zishan had just personally examined the wounds on Shen Baishan's body, and they were indeed caused by the ghost, and they also smelled of stiffness.

Seeing that Shen Zishan did not express his opinion, Shen Baishan knew that he had not done enough, so he stood up with a cry of grief, snatched a broadsword from a disciple next to him, and slashed it fiercely at his own neck: "I have failed my elder brother, I will go to the underworld to apologize to him."

brush!
Seeing that Shen Baishan was really about to slit his throat, Shen Zishan suddenly reached out and flicked the broadsword away. With a "whoosh," the broadsword flew ten meters away and stuck in the door and window, half of the blade still shaking violently and emitting a piercing "buzzing" sound.

"Nonsense!" Shen Zishan shouted sternly, "This is not your fault. It's because that Master Jin Guang is so powerful. He even stole my Shen family's Ghost Array Puppet. He's truly despicable. Go and rest to recover from your injuries. Don't worry about anything else."

Shen Baishan was overjoyed, knowing he had escaped a calamity, but he still felt guilty and sobbed. Finally, with the help of his two disciples, he left the room in deep sorrow.

The large room immediately fell silent.

Only Shen Zishan and Shen Wudao remained.

call.

Shen Zishan let out a long sigh, barely suppressing the raging fire in his heart. "Wudao, what do you think of this matter?"

Shen Wudao said, "I think Second Master's injuries are genuine, and his words are all very coherent and do not seem to be false. This matter is not Second Master's fault; we did underestimate Master Jinguang. However, to be on the safe side, I still suggest that we go to the ancient village to take a look."

Shen Zishan nodded. "Could a mere Master Jin Guang really be a major threat to my Shen family? This fiend killed my eldest grandson, my eldest son, and now he has even injured my second son. We must not let this fiend off lightly."

Shen Wudao said, “This scoundrel truly deserves to die. Furthermore… Master Jin Guang has repeatedly offended my Shen family, yet he still managed to escape. This matter has already spread throughout the prefectural city, causing much controversy. Those who are unaware of the situation say that my Shen family is incompetent and fallen, unable to even subdue a mere Master Jin Guang. I am worried that if this trend continues, it will be detrimental to the prestige of my Shen family.”

Shen Zishan wholeheartedly agreed: "Then what's your plan?"

Shen Wudao cupped his hands in greeting: "I will personally handle this matter."

Shen Zishan frowned: "The problem is that Master Jin Guang is in the dark while we are in the light, so finding this fiend will be extremely difficult. In addition, I have examined Bai Shan's injuries, and besides the wounds from the ghost, there is also the corpse aura of a zombie. I'm afraid that Master Jin Guang is a powerful corpse ghost. Such corpse ghosts are extremely good at hiding, making them very difficult to find."

Shen Wudao said, "This scoundrel only dares to cause trouble in secret, because he is afraid of our Shen family. What we need to do now is to restore the reputation of the Shen family. Whether we find him or not is secondary. I will set up a fighting arena outside the West Gate for three months, and post notices everywhere, publicly challenging that Master Jin Guang to a duel. Master Jin Guang will definitely not dare to come. When the time comes, the people will see that Master Jin Guang has not come, and those rumors that our Shen family has fallen on hard times will be dispelled."

Shen Zishan nodded slightly: "This method is feasible. So be it. In addition, while restoring the reputation of my Shen family is important, you still need to personally arrange the search for Master Jin Guang. This scoundrel must not be allowed to live."

Shen Wudao said, "Don't worry, godfather, leave this matter to me."

Shen Zishan also made a promise, "You've worked hard this time. Three months from now, whether it succeeds or not, I will give you a chance to use the Four Souls Jade."

Pfft!
Shen Wudao immediately knelt on one knee, "Thank you, godfather. If I find this scoundrel, I will definitely twist its head off and present it to you."

"Haha, we're family, no need to be so polite. Get up and speak quickly."

……

Tangjiabao.

Jingsi Garden.

The night was deep, and the rain was pouring down from the sky.

Tang Xianhe lay on the reclining chair in the living room, swaying with the chair's movement, feeling exceptionally comfortable. Tang Binghu was brewing tea beside him.

The atmosphere was very peaceful and serene.

Tang Xianhe naturally valued Tang Binghu highly, and then recounted the events that had occurred inside and outside the old house.

I heard that Shen Baishan's men were all killed by a man in a bamboo hat, and even Shen Baishan was beaten bloody and left with only half a life.

Tang Binghu was in high spirits. "Hahaha. This man in the bamboo hat appeared just in time. The Shen family was once at the height of their power in Nanyang Prefecture, always overshadowing my Tang Family Fortress. But ever since that Golden Light Master appeared, he has brought a series of great troubles to the Shen family. Their eldest grandson Shen Song is dead, their eldest son Shen Qianshui is dead, and now even Shen Baishan has been beaten half to death. After the news spread, public opinion was raging. I'm afraid the Shen family's prestige is not what it used to be."

Tang Xianhe closed his eyes to rest, and said softly, "For the Shen family, this is just a minor ailment, not a fundamental problem. At most, their reputation will suffer some damage. I imagine Shen Zishan and Shen Wudao will immediately find a way to restore their prestige. It won't be difficult for them."

Tang Binghu understood this principle, so he was no longer so happy. Instead, he asked, "This man in the bamboo hat actually managed to escape from Father's grasp. He is truly remarkable."

Tang Xianhe's focus was clearly not on this. "This person is probably related to the Zhong family, and might even know the whereabouts of the Zhong family's Four Souls Jade. It's such a pity that he got away. If we could find out the whereabouts of the Zhong family's Four Souls Jade, our Tang family would have hope for the future."

Tang Binghu lowered his head as he thought about the future of the Tang family.

He knew very well that Tangjiabao was still able to exist safely today only because of Tang Xianhe's powerful connections.

If Tang Xianhe were to leave one day, Tangjiabao would face utter destruction.

Suddenly, Tang Xianhe opened his eyes wide. "I don't have much time left. You must find Xiao Mo quickly."

Tang Binghu said, "I've already asked Tang Mei to look for him privately. Once I have any news, I'll immediately arrange for Xiao Mo to meet with my father."

Tang Xianhe waved his hand repeatedly, "I'm tired, you should go back early."

Tang Binghu gave his father a few words of advice about taking care of his health, and then turned and left.

In the vast living room, only Tang Xianhe remained. He opened his dull, lifeless eyes, staring at the misty, rain-swept sky, a wild idea flashing through his mind: Could this man in the straw hat be Xiao Mo?
However, Tang Xianhe quickly rejected the idea.

impossible.

Although Xiao Mo was outstanding, she was far less stunning than the cloaked man.

Moreover, the man in the straw hat had changed his aura; he was clearly not the same person as Chen Mo.

"Alas, the Tang family has no descendants; they're bound to suffer sooner or later."

"When I, Tang Xianhe, received the Shikon Jewel from my father, I also inherited the entire Tang family. Sixty years have passed in a flash, and Tang Family Fortress once shone brightly under my leadership. But now... it is destined to perish and fade into oblivion!"

"Father, what can I still do for Tangjiabao now?"

……

Meanwhile, Chen Mo left Anya County with Juan'er. When they arrived at the next county town, they found that every shop had a portrait of a man in a straw hat pasted on its door, along with a reward notice.

You can't be bald, you can't even wear a cloak anymore.

However, this was no challenge for Chen Mo.

He has grown hair.

He simply discarded his straw hat and set off in his true form. Apart from the somewhat pungent smell of perfume emanating from him, no one would recognize Chen Mo at all. Nor would they associate Chen Mo with the Golden Light Master on the wanted poster.

Juan'er smiled and said, "Young Master, the Shen family has been busy all this time, but it's all for nothing. Where should we go now?"

Chen Mo said, "I'll go wherever there's business. If I can't find any ghosts to kill, then I'll just go to the Shen family's territory and kill the gods. The Shen family wants me dead, right? Perfect..."

In the days that followed, Chen Mo took Juan'er to travel between various counties under the jurisdiction of Nanyang Prefecture.

Nanyang Prefecture administers a total of thirty-six counties, two-thirds of which are under the management of the Shen family. The remaining third belongs to Tangjiabao. However, neither family dares to interfere in the counties near Honghe County.

In other counties, the responsibilities for incense offerings are clearly defined.

After all, the Shen and Tang families have been fighting over this for decades and have long since reached an agreement not to easily cross the line.

Nothing major has happened in decades.

Now, with Chen Mo's arrival, the situation is different.

That day, Chen Mo went to a place called Jitai County. He learned a little about the situation in Jitai County;
The county, with over 200,000 villagers, is where the White Dog God is worshipped, and it is under the jurisdiction of the Shen family.

Then, Chen Mo went to the temple of the White Dog Lord and, in front of countless worshippers, killed the White Dog Lord. He also stole the White Dog Lord's cultivation.

The entire Jitai County was immediately engulfed in a massive wave of public opinion.

"A young man openly killed Master White Dog! My God, the sky has fallen in our Jitai County!"

"Quickly, quickly have someone report this to the Shen family in the prefectural city."

……

Two days later, the deity of Taojiang County was killed by the young man, who then stripped him of his spiritual power.

The entire Taojiang County was plunged into a state of complete panic.

"Ah, a young man killed Master Taojiang. This is terrifying."

"Go and report to the Shen family in the prefectural city immediately."

"..."

……

In just one month, Chen Mo traveled to twelve counties, killing the local deities and seizing their power. The incense offerings from these twelve counties all went to the Shen family.

The villagers either directly worship the Blood Tiger Lord or worship other low-level evil gods, indirectly sending incense offerings to the Blood Tiger Lord through these evil gods.

The Shen family only controlled a total of twenty-four counties.

Now, in just one month, half of it has been lost.

The Shen family was shaken.

Shen Zishan ordered Shen Wudao to personally oversee the matter, ensuring that the murderer was found and torn to pieces.

Shen Wudao then took the recovered Shen Baishan and rushed to various county towns overnight, trying to intercept the boy.

But something very strange happened.

The boy seemed to have eyes; he always managed to evade Shen Wudao's pursuit and interception, always managing to get ahead and head to the next county to continue slaying the gods. After a month of running around, Shen Wudao was exhausted and felt like he was being played for a fool.

On this day, Shen Wudao personally devised a top-secret plan to intercept the boy in Qingyuan County ahead.

When they arrived at Qingyuan Temple, they found worshippers fleeing in panic, and the temple filled with blood. The statue of Lord Qingyuan, enshrined in the temple, had been dismembered into eight pieces, its death extremely gruesome. Several servants who attended to Lord Qingyuan had also been killed.

The blood is still warm.

It is clear that the boy had just left.

boom!
After a month of pent-up anger and resentment, Shen Wudao finally snapped. He punched a large pillar of the temple, sending it flying, and roared, "This scoundrel has gone too far! Does he really think the Shen family has no one left?!"

This Lord Qingyuan was a highly skilled and powerful figure, a trusted subordinate handpicked by Lord Blood Tiger. Qingyuan County was a vital area of ​​importance to the Shen family. Yet, it was all wiped out just like that.

Shen Wudao was not only angry, but he also had no way to explain it to Shen Zishan when he returned.

Feeling frustrated, Shen Wudao felt he was on the verge of going insane.

Shen Baishan, who was standing to the side, spoke up at this moment: "Brother Wudao, please calm down. Such a big thing has happened, and I am also very upset. Now is not the time to be angry. We should think of a way to deal with it."

"A spy! There must be a spy in our team!" Shen Wudao suddenly turned around and looked at the group of Shen family leaders behind him. His eyes, which were almost spitting fire, burst out with a chilling killing intent. "From the very beginning, our actions have been one step behind that guy. He knows our whereabouts very well. If we don't find this spy, no matter how meticulously we plan our actions, it will all be in vain."

Shen Baishan's heart skipped a beat, and his heart suddenly raced.

He was very weak.

But after a moment's thought, he realized that Shen Wudao couldn't possibly suspect him. With that in mind, he felt more confident and roared, "Brother Wudao is absolutely right. I also suspected that there was a spy in our team. We must find the spy today."

After saying that, Shen Baishan waved his hand and said, "Men, arrest all the disciples behind you and hang them up one by one and beat them. It doesn't matter if they don't reveal their identities as spies, you can beat them to death."

brush.

Shen Wudao suddenly turned around and stared at Shen Baishan.

Shen Baishan's heart pounded wildly, but he feigned composure and said, "Brother Wudao, are you doubting me? How could that be? I am Father's biological son! Absolutely not!!"

Shen Wudao said, "I didn't mean that, but the situation is urgent right now. If we kill all our men, we won't have enough manpower. That boy might run off to the next county and cause trouble. There's no need to be so violent for now."

Shen Baishan was finally reassured and waved his hand to signal his men to stop beating the young men for the time being.

All the disciples breathed a sigh of relief, but they remained wary of each other, seeing threats everywhere. They dared not even speak the truth.

Shen Wudao opened the map and pointed to several counties on it: "The area beyond is Wucheng. Wucheng is the birthplace of Lord Blood Tiger. There is now a Lord of Nine Yellow Pages Ghosts protecting the incense offerings in Wucheng. The incense offerings in Wucheng must not be interrupted. Otherwise, we will not be able to explain when we go back. Even if our godfather does not blame us, Lord Blood Tiger will not forgive us."

Shen Baishan leaned over to take a look and quickly said, "Brother Wudao is right. Let's head straight for Wucheng next."

Shen Wudao shook his head: "No. You go to Wucheng to assist in the defense. I have other plans."

Shen Baishan was taken aback: "That young man is ruthless. If we separate, something bad might happen."

Shen Wudao said coldly, "My mind is made up. Don't say anything more. Go to Wucheng immediately to assist in the defense."

Shen Baishan didn't press the matter, realizing that Shen Wudao was now paranoid and trusted no one. So he hurriedly led his men to Wucheng.

After watching everyone leave, Shen Wudao walked out of the temple alone, looking at the moon in the sky, his eyes flashing with a sharp light. "It's not that I don't trust you, Shen Baishan, but I felt something was off about you when you came back from the ancient village last time. That man in the bamboo hat was so brave, there was no way you could have survived. But you came back alive anyway. I didn't think much of it afterward, but with these successive incidents, I have no choice but to suspect you."

After saying this, Shen Wudao secretly followed Shen Baishan away.

Shen Baishan was, after all, his adoptive father's biological son, and Shen Wudao dared not easily take him down without solid evidence.

He needs evidence.

In addition, Shen Wudao had other thoughts: if Shen Baishan died at the hands of that hateful boy... that would be even better.

He could easily see that his adoptive father entrusted the Shen family to him mainly because he saw potential in him. He hoped to use his strength to overthrow the Tang family.

But... what happens after they sweep through the Tang family?

There's no guarantee that his adoptive father won't discard him after he's done his bidding, and then pass the position of family head to Shen Baishan.

Even established families still value the inheritance of bloodlines.

brush!
Shen Wudao followed closely all the way, and with his skillful methods, Shen Baishan was completely unaware of his presence.

Before long, we arrived at Wucheng Temple in Wucheng.

No sooner had Shen Baishan entered than Shen Wudao quietly followed him.

result……

I saw that Wucheng Temple had been massacred.

The blood was still warm.

Lord Wucheng, the master of the Nine-Choice Yellow Page Ghost, was killed. His cultivation was also taken away.

During this period, no improper behavior by Shen Baishan was observed.

Shen Wudao was also puzzled: Could it be that Shen Baishan was not a spy? Then who was the spy? This Wucheng was the birthplace of Lord Blood Tiger, and now it has been slaughtered... How am I supposed to go back and explain this? I need to find someone to take the blame.

Shen Baishan?
The thought flashed through Shen Wudao's mind.

Once the thought arises, it's impossible to stop it.

The Shen family has never experienced anything like this in decades. Losing the incense offerings of more than a dozen counties in just one month will surely enrage Master Xuehu. It is absolutely unacceptable if no one is held accountable.

As the person in charge this time, I should be responsible in principle.

But if Shen Baishan could be classified as a spy... that would be a different story.

Thinking of this, a ruthless glint flashed in Shen Wudao's mind: "Shen Baishan, there's nothing we can do about it. I can only ask you to make do."

……

Wucheng.

A deserted villa in the west of the city. The villa had been abandoned for many years, overgrown with weeds, and all kinds of furniture were moldy, emitting a pungent smell of decay.

In one of the rooms in the backyard, a lamp was lit.

A young girl sat beside a long table, carefully taking out a large bag and carrying out piles and piles of shadow puppets. She excitedly began to fuss over them, a smile on her face.

"Wow, so many shadow puppets. Young master is so good to me. After so many hard times, the clouds have finally parted and the moon is shining. Hehe."

Juan'er had never been so happy. She didn't care about anything else and immediately lowered her head to admire the shadow puppets one by one.

At this moment, Chen Mo was sitting cross-legged in his room in seclusion.

He didn't look well.

Although he had grown hair, his face had turned ashen, the crimson moon in his eyes had become even more scarlet, his nails were longer and sharper, and the snake fangs that were revealed when he opened his mouth were even longer and sharper. The corpse aura and ghostly aura emanating from his body were astonishing, spreading hundreds of meters away.

Fortunately, Juan'er had set up a magic array to isolate the aura in this desolate courtyard, which made it convenient for Chen Mo to go into seclusion and cultivate without restraint.

"This Lord Wucheng's natal incense is quite powerful. It's almost at the Great Perfection of Nine Sticks. I've been absorbing it for most of the day, but I haven't fully absorbed it yet. It's also caused me considerable erosion."

Chen Mo dared not be careless in the slightest, activating his natal incense to suppress all kinds of side effects.

Over the past month, in order to improve his cultivation level as quickly as possible, Chen Mo traveled to various places, killing the deities on the Shen family's territory and seizing the cultivation levels of ghosts along the way. This helped him to enhance his own cultivation.

On the one hand, it meets personal needs, and on the other hand... it can also be considered a benefit to the people.

With Shen Baishan as a pawn, Chen Mo could know Shen Wudao's location at any time. He wasn't worried at all that the other party would catch up.

In just one month, Chen Mo killed more than a dozen deities.

That's really an exaggeration.

Although these deities are not particularly powerful, their influence accumulates gradually.

Chen Mo's cultivation level is now close to the Great Perfection of Nine Incense Sticks and Nine Patterns.

Chen Mo activated the Tranquility Technique to clear his mind of distractions and began absorbing the last part of the natal ghost incense from Master Wucheng.

This ghost incense is truly powerful, containing extremely mystical elements.

Chen Mo spent a full half-day on it, and still hadn't finished absorbing it. He dared not be careless in the slightest.

Fortunately, Chen Mo's natal incense foundation was solid enough, and with the immortality of the Nine-Patterned Zombie, he was not afraid of the erosion of the natal incense of the Lord of Wucheng.

You can't get fat in one bite, so take it in small bites and eat it slowly.

Before I knew it, another night had passed.

By the next morning, Chen Mo, who had been in seclusion all night, finally received good news:

boom!
As Chen Mo absorbed the last of Lord Wucheng's natal incense, Chen Mo's natal incense finally reached the Great Perfection of Nine Sticks. Nine white natal incense sticks appeared in the incense burner, each stick taller than the last, showing a step-like increase.

The ninth incense stick completes the ritual.

Each stick of natal incense is imprinted with a stiff pattern.

Nine stiff lines, also reaching the level of Great Perfection.

Without Chen Mo needing to do anything, the ghostly energy around him began to flow and swirl wildly like a tornado. His robes billowed spontaneously, and even the doors and windows of the room rattled loudly in the storm of ghostly energy.

"Thanks to your Shen family."

A smile appeared on Chen Mo's lips, and then he put his hands together in prayer.

"Blood Illumination, break!"

boom!
With the powerful ghostly energy and zombie power injected into the aristocratic bloodline within his body, he immediately broke through an invisible barrier above the four-five split. With little effort, he stepped into the Blood Illumination level.

Upon entering the Bloodstained Realm, Chen Mo immediately sensed the difference.

The blood seemed to be highly integrated with the spirit, a feeling similar to the inner illumination of the spirit in the past, but far superior to the inner cultivation of the spirit.

He clearly felt two patterns appear in his sea of ​​consciousness:
One was a black-armored knight from Tangjiabao.

Previously, Chen Mo had practiced the Red Lantern Goddess's Spirit Preservation Technique, which preserved a fictional image of the Red Lantern Goddess, only in a spiritual sense. However, this black-armored knight was almost a physical entity. This must be the difference between Blood Impression and Spirit Preservation.

Blood can reflect the physical form of the gods.

Introspection can only illuminate the spirit.

Besides the difference in their supernatural powers, it must also be related to the level of cultivation of the deity. The Red Lantern Lady is weak and can only distribute spirits to people. But the Black Armor Knight has profound cultivation and can manifest physical forms through blood.

Shadow Ghost?
Chen Mo estimated that this black-armored knight was most likely the Shadow Ghost.

"The Shen family's deity is Lord Blood Tiger, whether it's Shen Wudao or Shen Zishan. The blood image should reveal the Blood Tiger. My blood image can reveal Black Armor Knights, but I don't know if the Black Armor Knights can defeat the Blood Tiger..."

Chen Mo estimated that it was highly unlikely.

Otherwise, Tangjiabao wouldn't have been suppressed by the Shen family for so long.

Therefore, Lord Blood Tiger should be considered superior.

Chen Mo cleared his mind of distractions and looked at the second pattern:

It has only two whiskers.

"What the hell? Zhong Jiaxu? How can this person be a deity?"

"No... something must be wrong."

Chen Mo gathered his thoughts and began to reconsider everything from beginning to end:
"Back then, the four great families all obtained a Shikon Jewel. However, the power of the Shikon Jewel was too overwhelming, and it was difficult for humans to withstand it. The Zhou, Shen, and Tang families all used the Shikon Jewel to enhance their ghosts. After the ghosts grew stronger, the three families worshipped them, and they became their respective deities. Only Zhong Xu used the Shikon Jewel on himself. But Zhong Xu's physique and spirit were insufficient, leading to a loss of control, and in the end, his two whiskers turned into hair. Now that my physique and spirit are stronger than Zhong Xu's, I have corrected the Shikon Jewel, and two whiskers have appeared?"

"So, what I revealed through my blood was the pattern of the Shikon Jewel itself? If that's the case, then my blood image should be more powerful than the blood images of the other three families."

"The problem lies with these two tendrils, how do we use them?"

Chen Mo fussed over it for a while but couldn't find anything special about the two tattered whiskers.

"My blood was used for nothing? That's impossible, after all, I obtained the Shikon Jewel, it was the cheat code that said so..."

"Oh right, I have another cheat code, I completely forgot about this one."

Chen Mo immediately activated his cheat system.

[Currently available original solution essence: 48000]

After hunting ghosts for more than half a month, Chen Mo obtained a considerable amount of Original Solution Essence. However, due to the multiple modifications and fusions with various ghosts, a significant amount was lost, leaving him with only 48,000 points of Original Solution Essence.

[Consuming 48000 points of Original Essence can modify one's physical body to be compatible with these two tendrils.]

[Tip 1: After modification, you will be compatible with these two tendrils, which may produce unknown effects.]

[Tip 2: After making the changes, your hair will disappear. You might have a couple more whiskers.]

[Tip 3: Although your cultivation level has greatly increased, your mental strength is insufficient. After modification, there is a risk of your mental strength becoming uncontrollable.]

Overall assessment: The situation is generally under control.

[Should we make changes?]

After getting to know him over such a long period, Chen Mo knew that those with "golden fingers" (a term referring to powerful, influential figures) were always secretive. They would tell you that something they were 100% sure of was only 60%.

Somewhat similar to... a doctor from a past life.

They always think the worst when things happen. They point out all sorts of risks. It's clearly a minor surgery, but they make it sound like you're going to die.

The overall assessment indicates that the situation is generally under control.

This means there is an 80% or higher chance of success.

Chen Mo knew this fiend.

Chen Mo immediately had an idea:

Revise!

The thought had just been formed.

boom!
An unimaginable pain immediately swept through his entire body. Then Chen Mo felt as if a cold-blooded doctor, scalpel in hand, was cutting through his flesh and making various alterations.

Unable to bear it any longer, Chen Mo bit his arm, wincing in pain.

Even so, Chen Mo still felt somewhat confused and his mind was foggy.

I don't know how much time passed in my dazed state before the pain slowly subsided.

Chen Mo perked up as he saw the subtitles appear before him.

[Edited successfully]

Your physical body has become completely integrated with these two roots. The power of the roots has flowed into your body, merging with you as one.

[Hint 1: You might undergo a powerful transformation after receiving the blessing of the Shikon Jewel, just like those ghosts from aristocratic families. This transformation could potentially elevate your zombie and ghost cultivation to a higher level, reaching the level of a Black Zombie or Shadow Ghost.]

[Hint 2: There is an unknown part to this tendril, and the reason for it is still unknown.]

[Tip 3: If you complete the transformation, your spirit will be insufficient. You should stop cultivating and nourish yourself more, absorbing incense offerings. Practice the methods of preserving the spirit more.]

After reading all the information, Chen Mo felt both excited and apprehensive.

The excitement stemmed from the fact that he had finally achieved compatibility with the Shikon Jewel.

When Zhong Xu failed to fuse with the Shikon Jewel, he lost control of his mind and ultimately committed suicide. However, he did manage to uncover the secrets of the companion entity, leaving himself a valuable legacy.

Now that he has fused with the Shikon Jewel, he wonders what kind of changes will occur.

Chen Mo immediately took out the oval mirror from his back, peeled off the burlap covering it, placed it on the table next to him, and then looked at himself.

Nothing has changed.

I'm so nervous.

My magic finger said I'll grow two whiskers, but I don't know where they'll grow. I hope they don't look bad.

Having transmigrated from a previous life, Chen Mo still cares a lot about his appearance.

next moment--

boom!
A violent explosion suddenly erupted from within his body. Chen Mo was blasted into the air, his bones and flesh shattered.

This situation is even more terrifying than when you died and turned into a zombie.

Boom boom boom!
The explosions continued, and the muscles and bones inside the body shattered.

Chen Mo crashed heavily to the ground, unable to utter a word; he felt as if he were living a life worse than death.

Hearing the commotion, Juan'er rushed over and saw Chen Mo curled up on the ground, his body covered in lacerations and huge cracks in his skin.

Juan'er immediately covered her mouth, "Young Master."

She rushed over in a panic, but Chen Mo shouted at her, "Don't come near me. Go outside and keep watch. Don't let anyone near this house."

Juan'er couldn't refuse Chen Mo's order, so she agreed, "Okay. Young master, please be careful. You mustn't get into trouble. If something happens to you, Juan'er will be all alone in this world and won't want to live anymore."

After Juan'er left, the explosions inside Chen Mo's body became more and more frequent, and he felt as if his body was being completely blown apart.

The hair on the top of her head had also disappeared.

Before long, Chen Mo felt as if his entire body was about to shatter. All his bones were broken, and all his muscles were torn apart.

next moment--

Chen Mo felt two things growing on his forehead, like small, raised tumors.

The tumor wasn't big, but it protruded, looking like two small horns, though it was soft and squishy...

boom!
An unprecedented life force erupted within him, gushing forth like a spring and flowing throughout his entire body. Thanks to this terrifying life force, Chen Mo's bones and muscles began to regenerate inch by inch.

The skeleton was completely recast.

The muscles re-integrated.

After the growth process ended, Chen Mo clearly felt that his life had undergone an unprecedented transformation.

"It feels so good, like I'm not going to die. It's like I can change my body structure at any time. I can become fat or thin at any time? Muscles and bones can be displaced at will. I can even extract my own bones and use them as weapons..."

Slowly, Chen Mo got up from the ground.

I looked in the mirror.

He was still bald, but two less noticeable fleshy growths had appeared on his forehead.

It's similar to the dragon prince of the dragon race, not bad looking.

"Let me see if what I just felt was real."

Chen Mo made a thought and urged his body to transform...

He immediately grew more than a foot taller.

To become fat.

Become a muscular man...

Do whatever you want.

"This is too miraculous. My muscles feel filled with unimaginable power. My bones are even more effective than magic artifacts."

Chen Mo extended his left hand to his right wrist and exerted a slight force.

Click!

The entire arm bone was pulled out.

Tap it lightly on the ground.

Boom!

Suddenly, a huge crack appeared in the earth.

Then, with the bone facing the broadsword, a light tap was made, and suddenly, with a "crack," the broadsword, forged from fine steel, shattered into pieces.

"This……"

"I feel like I'm not a nine-striped zombie anymore."

Chen Mo immediately put the bone back into his arm, and everything was fine. Then he closed his eyes and looked into his sea of ​​consciousness.

A shocking discovery.

The original white incense burner has turned silver.

One of them was a very short, silver incense stick. There was a silver, stiff pattern on the incense stick.

"Silver life energy... I've transformed into a shadow ghost, a black zombie!?"

Chen Mo felt a chill run down his spine.

In Chen Mo's mind, the Shadow Ghost and the Black Zombie were extremely terrifying beings, comparable to human experts at the Transcendent Realm. Those were truly advanced levels, and there were no such human experts in the entire Nanyang Prefecture. Only the deities of the Shen and Tang families could possibly have reached the level of the Shadow Ghost.

But I'm still a black zombie...

"I originally thought it would take me a very long time to reach this level. My master broke through to the Transcendent Realm using the Dragon Elephant Technique. I was only sixteen years old..."

Shikon Jewel!
I modified my physical body and fused with the Shikon Jewel.

When I first obtained the Shikon Jewel, it allowed me to progress from eight ingots and eight patterns to nine patterns and nine ingots.

"This Shikon Jewel is truly amazing..."

Chen Mo cleared his mind of distractions and began to deconstruct himself in front of the mirror.

Name: Chen Mo

[Species: Half-human, half-ghoul]

[Type: Snake-like Corpse Demon]

[Level: One-stick Black Shadow Ghost, One-pattern Black Zombie]

[Note: A hundred years of cultivation, a ferocious corpse demon]

[Ingredients: Due to the fusion with the Shikon Jewel, you have undergone another evolution, becoming a Black Shadow Ghost Zombie comparable to a human in the Transcendent Realm.]

[Characteristics: A silver-colored ghoul with serpentine characteristics. The Shadow Ghost Bone fusion rate is 51/100; this ghost bone is the foundation that sustains your semi-human state. Once the fusion rate reaches 100%, the unknown part within will awaken. Preliminary assessment suggests this unknown part is related to snakes.]

[Tip 1: Your mental strength is insufficient to control this powerful ghoul. You need to immediately replenish your spiritual energy and strengthen your mental power, otherwise it will go out of control.]

[Tip 2: Due to the special nature of the red moonlight, absorbing ordinary stiff energy and patterns will not significantly enhance your cultivation level. Continuing to absorb the red moonlight will raise your cultivation level higher and higher.]

"As expected, I've transformed into a shadowy ghost and a black zombie. Hehe~"

Chen Mo opened his mouth and saw the snake fangs. Then, with a thought... the snake fangs slowly disappeared, becoming like a human's.

The same applies to fingernails.

Even the corpse aura on his body disappeared.

If you have another thought, the two fleshy horns on your forehead will also disappear.

"Damn! Things are finally back to normal, I can go back to the capital!"

"Wait... can I hear that ghost story now?"

(End of this chapter)