I'm modifying myself into the ultimate demon.

Chapter 63 Walking the Path of Inhumanity
The ghost hanging from the crooked tree was an old woman with disheveled hair. She wore a cotton-padded jacket, her face was full of wrinkles, and her eyes were deeply sunken. She even looked somewhat like the old woman from the Li family.

It's unknown whether there's any blood relation between these two people...

Based on Chen Mo's research over this period, he knows that the more essence of the original explanation, the stronger the ghost.

Compared to Li Hongxi's original explanation of 100, this woman's reached 130. Roughly speaking, the woman is about 30% stronger than Li Hongxi.

It's a truly vengeful ghost!

But Chen Mo felt... he could fight.

At least try making one cut first.

In the heat of the moment, Chen Mo didn't have time to think and immediately unleashed a full-force strike.

In an instant, blood and fire ignited, qi and blood surged, and a swift wind swept through.

The reason for choosing to attack when the ghost was about to make a move was simply because they were worried that the ghost's movement speed was too fast, and if the ghost managed to dodge, things would go badly.

However, the woman still managed to dodge the extremely fast strike.

The intangible ghost moves incredibly fast!

Although his strike missed its mark, it saved Li Qingniu. He frantically ran back more than ten meters to find dry firewood in the distance.

Chen Mo knew Li Qingniu's intention to leave and did not stop him.

If this guy really manages to get a torch, it could weaken the woman's power, which would be beneficial to him. Even if he can't get a torch, he can avoid the trouble of being possessed by the woman.

With no outsiders around, Chen Mo felt less restrained and completely let loose.

With a long sword in hand, blood and fire burning, he stepped out with the Fuyang Step, transforming into a blur as he charged towards the woman once more.

Chen Mo's feet left deep footprints on the ground, his speed pushed to the limit. However, he still missed, and the woman dodged again.

After missing his target with over a dozen consecutive strikes, Chen Mo stopped pursuing.

This is not the way to go.

Chen Mo stopped and stared intently at the woman standing by the pool.

The woman's eyes were white as she stared intently at Chen Mo, roaring angrily as if she wanted to devour him whole. However, she only dared to roar and did not dare to approach Chen Mo.

Chen Mo knew that the powerful blood and qi of internal martial artists could suppress ghosts. Even a powerful being like the White-Robed Ghost wouldn't dare to approach easily.

Moreover, Chen Mo not only possesses intense internal energy, but also the internal blood fire of the Fiery Palm technique.

Although he couldn't catch up with his opponent, Chen Mo felt more confident.

After a brief standoff, Chen Mo broke the silence first, "You must be Li Binghui. What is your relationship with Li's mother-in-law?"

Once you enter the inner realm, you can see and hear ghosts, and naturally, you can also talk to them.

The woman gave a sinister snort, "What, what 'Mother Li'..."

Chen Mo continued to provide information, "It's Li Hongxi's mother."

"Don't mention that bitch in front of me."

The word "bitch" still yielded Chen Mo a lot of information. He roughly judged that Li Binghui was a close relative of Li's mother-in-law.

After another standoff, and with Li Qingniu still unable to find a torch, Chen Mo gently coaxed, "I have no grudge against you; I'm just here on night patrol. I'll leave when it's light."

He intended to lull the woman into a false sense of security, slowly approach her, and then deliver another blow.

Unexpectedly, the woman was very wary, filled with resentment. "Don't try to deceive me with dirty tricks. Men are all the same. If I hadn't trusted that scoundrel, I wouldn't have been hanged alive from that crooked tree!!"

Chen Mo could see that Li Binghui's resentment towards men had penetrated to the bone.

It makes sense, really. A wife, hanged alive by her husband from a crooked tree, it was a truly tragic end. It's understandable that this would lead her to hate all men in the world.

Chen Mo was still not giving up. "Why don't you come and tell me who your husband is? I'll help you get revenge."

Li Binghui was not fooled and stared coldly at Chen Mo, saying, "Men are all unreliable."

Chen Mo: "..."

Are you really not giving us any chance at all?
"You're just like that bitch, I can't do anything to you. Leave on your own after dawn, don't disturb my peace." Li Binghui shouted unwillingly, then leaped into the water and disappeared.

Chen Mo was left completely bewildered.

The "bitch" that Li Binghui was referring to was Granny Li.

Am I the same as Granny Li?
A symbiotic entity of madness?
Li Binghui can even see that?
It seems that Li Binghui and Granny Li have a deep connection, and Li Binghui can sense things that others cannot.

Chen Mo gathered his thoughts, feeling extremely unwilling.

My Bloodfire Seal was clearly capable of killing the opponent, but the opponent was too fast, and I couldn't catch up. 130 points of original essence!

It's a pity.

"But there's no need to rush. We should be able to wait until dawn. Once I've learned the exorcism skills in the village, I'll deal with this fellow. It'll just take a little longer."

After consoling himself with this thought, Chen Mo sheathed his sword. A short while later, Li Qingniu arrived, panting, carrying a large bundle of firewood draped in vines and two large torches in his hands.

Seeing Chen Mo standing quietly on the shore, someone couldn't help but ask curiously, "Young Master Mo, did you kill the ghost?"

Chen Mo shook his head, "Although I could kill her, she was too fast, and I couldn't catch up. It's a real pity. But she was afraid of me too, and she ran into the water to hide."

Li Qingniu breathed a sigh of relief and put down the firewood. "Young Master Mo is truly valiant, driving away such a powerful ghost. Now we can wait peacefully until dawn. I just caught a raccoon; I'll roast it and eat it right away."

After saying this, Li Qingniu lit a large fire, took out a dagger, skinned the raccoon, and began to roast it. Soon it was cooked, the golden-brown skin oozing oil, which dripped into the fire with a crackling sound, releasing a rich aroma of meat.

Li Qingniu tore off a piece of the hind leg and handed it to Chen Mo, saying, "Young Master Mo, you've been through a lot of bloody battles, so please eat quickly."

Chen Mo didn't feel hungry at first, but the pungent smell of meat made his stomach rumble incessantly.

"I'm really hungry."

Chen Mo took the raccoon's hind leg and began to gnaw on it.

One bite, and it wasn't as delicious as I'd imagined. My taste buds seemed to reject it. Li Qingniu, on the other hand, ate it with great relish.

Is it really that delicious?

Chen Mo took two more bites and found it even more unpalatable.

Instead, out of the corner of his eye, he saw a bloody raccoon pelt scattered on the ground, and the smell of blood made Chen Mo feel particularly hungry.

This discovery sent a chill down Chen Mo's spine.

He used to be very averse to the smell of blood.

Now you're not against it anymore, and you even want to eat it?

The more I smell it, the more I want to eat it!

But I wasn't like this before I came to this Hundred Corpse Pool tonight, was I?

What prompted this change in me?

He quickly came up with an answer: the blood of the demon curse!

I just killed a hundred wandering spirits and absorbed a hundred wisps of evil spirit energy.

Thinking of this, Chen Mo felt very unwell.

Am I going further and further down the path of becoming inhuman?
After taking his third bite of the grilled meat, Chen Mo found himself feeling nauseous and unable to swallow it.

Perhaps it was the instinct to be human, or perhaps it was the fear of not being human. Chen Mo opened his mouth wide and began to devour the roasted meat. He treated the roasted meat as a bitter medicine, pinching his nose and munching away.

We finally finished off all the raccoon legs.

"Young Master Mo, slow down, don't choke. There's more." Li Qingniu tore off another raccoon leg and handed it to Chen Mo.

Chen Mo felt a wave of nausea and didn't take the food. "I'm full. You can eat."

Although Li Qingniu was a little curious, he didn't say much and started eating heartily.

Chen Mo sat listlessly on the rock, a heavy matter weighing on his mind that he couldn't share with anyone, leaving him to fend for himself. This feeling was awful.

Fortunately, Chen Mo was straightforward and didn't dwell on it too much.

'I need to obtain more of the original essence as soon as possible to modify the Blood Curse. Otherwise, I'll really stop being human.'

Li Binghui...

How to get close to her is the problem.

Just as Chen Mo was in a daze, he suddenly heard a stomach growling sound from the side.

Li Qingniu has already eaten half a civet cat, so his stomach certainly won't be growling.

Chen Mo turned around abruptly and was shocked to see a small head poking out from the edge of the pool, staring longingly at the bloody raccoon skin, almost drooling.

Judging from his appearance and clothing, he was a rural boy of about ten years old.

Then, the boy tiptoed toward the raccoon skin, approached it, opened his mouth, and was about to lick the blood off it.

Chen Mo had a sudden idea. He slowly walked behind the boy and suddenly asked, "Are you Erhu?"

(End of this chapter)