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Chapter 249 A Debt Must Be Repaid with a Life—It's a Natural Right! [Seeking Monthly Tickets]

The Mourning Hermit took a step back and asked in a serious voice, "This is my first meeting with you, fellow Daoist, and we have no grudges... Oh no, Ye Zhi Qiu, please return this fellow Daoist's storage bag immediately."

Halfway through his sentence, the mourner suddenly remembered that he had just stolen the man's storage bag.

Ye Zhi Qiu didn't know what Ji Yuan was planning, so he had no choice but to throw the storage bag he had given him over.

Ji Yuan caught it with one hand.

The empty storage bags that were just given out are now full of things when they are taken back.

Spirit stones, spiritual artifacts, and some pills and talismans—it's unclear whose storage bag Ye Zhi Qiu had taken them from, but they're all now in his hands.

Ji Yuan put away the storage bag before answering, "That's not what I meant."

"What is that?"

The mourner frowned and asked.

"It's alright, you'll understand after you die."

As Ji Yuan spoke, his gaze swept over Ye Zhi Qiu beside him...

Noticing Ji Yuan's gaze, the latter proactively transmitted his voice, saying, "If you can really kill him, then kill him! That wisp of divine soul can't kill me!"

Ok?

Ji Yuan was quite surprised when he heard this.

Ye Zhi Qiu gave her soul to the Mourning Hermit. Logically speaking, her life or death should have been in the hands of the Mourning Hermit. But now she actually said... the Mourning Hermit couldn't kill her.

What kind of magic is this?

Was it something she created herself, or something she inherited?

Ji Yuan thought that if he could obtain this method, it would be even easier to deceive... cough cough, to comfort others.

Like when we met at Plum Manor, I could have given him a wisp of my soul.

Mei Zhuang will definitely believe in me once he gets his soul back, and that's when I can truly get the benefits!

"it is good."

Since Ye Zhi Qiu had said so, Ji Yuan naturally agreed without hesitation.

Back when he was still in Ghost Searching Pool, Ji Yuan already wanted to kill this Mourning Hermit, but unfortunately he didn't have the opportunity or the strength.

Now that I've met you here... and you have the "Heavenly Crippled True Man" by your side.

And the mourner happened to be injured.

If we don't act now, when will we?

With this thought in mind, Ji Yuan no longer hesitated.

When half a figure appeared beside him, the mourner's eyes narrowed.

The myriad thoughts in his mind finally coalesced into a single word... Run!

After saying that, he actually reached out and pushed Ye Zhi Qiu forward, saying, "Help me stop this golden core!"

After saying that, he turned and ran away.

Even though a genuine Golden Core cultivator only has half a body left, he is still not someone that a fake Golden Core cultivator like him can fight head-on. At this moment, he should run if he can. If he can't run anymore, then it's not too late to think about fighting to the death.

Ye Zhi Qiu was pushed forward by him, but he did not make a move.

Ji Yuan did not allow Tiancan Zhenren to harm her.

The two passed each other by.

Seeing this, the mourning hermit knew something was wrong. "You traitor, what use are you!"

After saying that, he suddenly crushed the wisp of divine soul that Ye Zhi Qiu had given him.

Ye Zhi Qiu, who had just been unharmed, staggered, his face turning deathly pale, and his aura suddenly plummeted from the peak of Foundation Establishment to the late stage of Foundation Establishment.

After regaining her footing, she wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth, glared hatefully at the mourning monk in the distance, and sneered, "Old thief, didn't expect that, did you?!"

"Damn it!"

Seeing this, the Mourning Hermit became slightly flustered and slowed down, naturally allowing the Heavenly Silkworm Immortal behind him to catch up.

Celestial Silkworm Immortal hovered above the endless sea, riding on a beam of light, his half-destroyed body standing out conspicuously in the bright sunlight.

Once a Golden Core cultivator with an air of otherworldly elegance, now only half of his body remains, charred black. The muscles and bones at the cut are twisted and knotted, covered and wrapped by a layer of black, rotting flesh that exudes an aura of death, barely maintaining his form.

However, his cultivation level... has always been fluctuating between the Golden Core and the Pseudo-Core stages.

Knowing he had nowhere to run, the mourner stopped trying and raised the snake-headed crutch in his hand.

Its eyes were scarlet, its vertical pupils were cold, and its two pale white fangs were curved like hooks. Wisps of dark green poison gas silently oozed from its mouth, coiling around the staff and turning the seawater within a few feet around it into an ominous dark green.

"Hehehehe..."

The mourner let out a sharp, grating laugh that pierced through the endless sea and clearly reached Ji Yuan's ears.

"A corpse puppet? A Golden Core stage corpse puppet? Boy, no matter who you are, today, once I kill this corpse puppet, your death will be upon you!"

The fact that the Mourning Hermit has managed to keep his stock until now shows he's no fool.

As he spoke, he pushed his divine sense to its limit, trying to capture the gaps in the divine soul fluctuations caused by the instability of the Heavenly Silkworm True Man's cultivation.

At the same time, the snake-headed cane in his hand trembled slightly, and a wisp of invisible and intangible resentful demonic energy, like a venomous snake, crept silently along the surface of the sea.

The Celestial Silkworm Immortal remained silent, his left eye's cold light unwavering, yet just as that wisp of malevolent demonic energy was about to touch his feet—

"Buzz!"

A giant net, about ten feet in diameter, as thin as a cicada's wing and almost transparent, appeared beneath him without warning!

The mesh is extremely fine, yet incredibly strong, flowing with a faint metallic sheen and a deathly grayish-white aura.

The giant net pressed down slightly, precisely capturing the wisp of malevolent energy that had sneaked in.

"Hiss hiss hiss!"

Like cold water dripping into boiling oil, the trapped evil spirits churned and struggled violently, emitting a piercing corrosive sound.

The Heavenly Net shimmered with the aura of metal and was entwined with the gray-white death energy. The combination of the two tightly bound the vicious demonic energy and annihilated it at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Having failed in his first attack, the Mourning Hermit stopped probing and slammed his snake-headed cane down hard.

"Boom!"

The sea surface pointed to by the staff instantly exploded into a huge crater.

The magical power surged forth and poured wildly into the sea.

In an instant, the dark green poison gas, like an exploding ink sac, spread violently in all directions, not only instantly polluting the seawater within a radius of several miles, turning it into a viscous, foul-smelling swamp, but also sending out an arrow of pure emerald green poison water, its color as rich as jade, with a piercing shriek, tearing through the air and shooting straight at the face of the Heavenly Silkworm Immortal!

Where the poisoned arrow passed, even the air was corroded, leaving a hissing sound.

Ji Yuan watched this scene unfold from the shore, showing no intention of intervening, and simply let the Heavenly Silkworm Master do as he pleased.

A pseudo-Core Formation cultivator who is only one step away from Core Formation... Even if Ji Yuan were to make a move, he could only use talismanic treasures or [spiritual energy cannons].

Faced with this poisonous demonic arrow, the Heavenly Silkworm Immortal's only remaining eye remained lifeless, but his movements were as fast as a ghost.

His missing left arm swung violently at an inhuman angle!

"Sizzle—"

Dozens of "heavenly silkworm silks," all grayish-white in color but shimmering with sharp Geng metal energy, shot out from the broken surface of his mangled body.

These silk threads are as fine as hair, yet exceptionally strong and sharp. They don't simply block the poisoned arrows head-on; rather, they weave and pull with incredible dexterity in mid-air!

"Buzz!"

Like dozens of invisible hands plucking the strings of a zither, the menacing emerald green poison arrow was forcibly divided and scattered by the pull of these silkworm threads!

Most of the deadly poison was directed into the poisonous swamp below, creating more dark green poisonous bubbles, while a small portion was neutralized by the Geng metal and deathly energy attached to the silkworm silk.

Heavenly Silkworm Immortal's body swayed, and his aura noticeably dropped again... returning to the False Core Realm.

But without pausing, while deflecting the poisoned arrow, the Heavenly Net that had previously trapped the demonic energy suddenly lifted and shook!

"call--"

The remaining fragments of demonic energy on the internet mixed with the Geng metal energy, transforming into dozens of sharp, gray-gold poison needles that rained down like a storm of pear blossoms, overwhelming the mourner.

Each poisoned needle contains the power to pierce through metal and stone, and the deathly aura that erodes life.

The mourner's pupils constricted slightly; he hadn't expected the corpse puppet to be so ruthless.

He held the snake-headed cane horizontally in front of him, and the venomous mist spewed from the snake's mouth instantly became ten times more concentrated.

The poisonous mist swirled and condensed rapidly, forming almost instantly a huge, dark green bone shield in front of the Mourning Monk, its surface covered with hideous skull reliefs.

The bone shield exuded a cold and foul aura, enveloping a large area of ​​space.

"Puff puff puff puff puff..."

A series of impacts rang out as most of the poison needles were embedded in the bone shield, tightly bound by the dark green poisonous demonic energy.

The few who managed to escape were blocked by the protective dark light generated by the demonic robe on the Mourning Hermit's body.

However, the sharpness of the Geng metal and the deathly aura carried by the poison needle caused a strong impact on the Demon Bone Shield. Several small cracks appeared on the skull relief on the shield, and the figure of the Mourning Hermit swayed slightly.

Clearly, he had suffered a serious injury from that attack.

The mourning angered the heart.

He patted a dusty gray bag at his waist.

"Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!"

Three streaks of black energy suddenly shot out!

The black mist fell onto the sea and transformed into three corpses that were completely black, with eerie green ghost fire in their eyes and bone spurs growing from their joints!

These corpse-refining creatures moved stiffly yet extremely swiftly, treading on water and leaving trails of putrid water, heading straight for Celestial Silkworm Immortal in a triangular formation!

"Playing with corpses? That's not something only you can do!"

The mourner was clearly speaking to Ji Yuan, and then he made hand seals continuously, his body surging with demonic energy.

"The weeping soul... devours the heart!"

An invisible mental shockwave, mixed with sharp and eerie cries, suddenly spread out from the Mourning Hermit.

At the same time, he swung his snake-headed cane again, and a series of thin, snake-like, and even more refined, emerald-green poison needles, mixed with the wailing of souls, silently shot towards the vital points of the Heavenly Silkworm Immortal.

Corpse-refining attack.

The wailing soul devours the heart, causing interference.

A sneak attack with poisoned needles.

A three-pronged approach, ruthless and cunning!

The incomplete body of the Heavenly Silkworm Immortal suddenly froze.

His remaining soul was indeed affected by the "Soul-Crying" demonic sound. As the three hideous corpses approached, their withered claws and fangs, carrying a strong corpse aura, reached for his mutilated body, and poisonous needles shot towards him like shadows!

In the moment of crisis, the cold light in the only remaining left eye of the Heavenly Silkworm Immortal suddenly surged.

He suddenly opened his mouth, which was now only half open, and let out a shrill, inhuman scream:

"Hiss!"

This shriek was not a sound wave, but a spell that Heavenly Silkworm True Man had cultivated before his death, mixed with the spiritual energy impact of his own corpse aura and death energy.

Although its cultivation level had dropped to a level far below its peak, it still carried a savage and destructive aura as it slammed into the "Soul-Crying" demonic sound.

"Buzz!"

Two invisible spiritual forces collided violently in mid-air.

The interference from the wailing spirit was instantly mostly dispersed.

Taking advantage of the brief moment of struggle and the mental shock generated by the clash of souls, the Heavenly Silkworm Immortal did not dodge or avoid, but instead his mutilated body crashed into the fastest-moving corpse that was rushing towards him like a cannonball.

"puff."

"Click."

The corpse's sharp bone claws pierced deep into the remains of the Heavenly Silkworm Immortal!

At the same time, the Heavenly Silkworm Immortal's "Heavenly Net" reappeared as if by shadow. It was not for defense, but rather it suddenly swept around and tightly covered the corpse that was holding him, along with another corpse that was very close by.

Close.

The remaining true essence of the Heavenly Silkworm Immortal surged wildly into the Heavenly Net, causing the giant net to suddenly contract and tighten, instantly cutting and strangling the sharp Geng metal energy on the net's threads!

"Awoo!"

Amidst the piercing, inhuman howls, the two incredibly resilient demonic corpses within the net were severed into several pieces by the incomparably sharp netting threads, as if cutting tofu.

The foul-smelling, dark red blood and shattered internal organs were stirred up by the Geng metal energy and turned into blue smoke, which was then completely devoured and purified by the deathly energy flowing within the net.

The last remaining mortal corpse was stunned by the tragic state of its companions, and its movements faltered for a moment. In that instant, a bolt of lightning shot from afar and exploded in front of the mortal corpse.

Ji Yuan made his move.

"boom--"

A huge explosion rang out, blasting a hole in the sea that had turned into a poisonous swamp, and blasting away all the poison needles floating in the air.

The Heavenly Silkworm Immortal's body was overturned by the shockwave and sent flying several feet away.

"court death!!"

The Mourning Hermit was both shocked and furious. He looked at the three corpses that had been destroyed in an instant with a pained expression, his eyes burning with murderous intent.

"A thousand snakes devour the heart!"

He raised the snake-headed cane high, and the demonic energy in his body surged into the emerald green snake head at the top of the cane like a flood. The snake head instantly came to life, its scarlet eyes bursting with dazzling blood light, and its venomous fangs growing larger!

"Hiss—splash!"

The snake mouth at the end of the staff no longer spewed out poisonous mist and needles, but instead produced thousands of tiny energy snakes, like a dark green torrent, formed from pure poisonous demonic essence.

Each one was hideous, carrying terrifying corrosive and soul-devouring power, forming a dark green "sea of ​​snakes" covering an area of ​​hundreds of feet, blotting out the sky and roaring as it descended from the heavens, sweeping towards and devouring the already severely injured Heavenly Silkworm Master.

This attack almost completely drained most of the fake core power in the Dantian Qi Sea of ​​the Mourning Hermit, making it his trump card for a wide-range ultimate attack!

The seawater boiled and vaporized instantly beneath the torrent of venomous snakes, sending up thick, dark green toxic smoke.

With his single remaining eye fixed on the cascading deathly dark green, the Heavenly Silkworm Immortal expressionlessly poured all his magical power into the magic weapon connected to his life in life—the Heavenly Net!

"Buzz...woo..."

A low, mournful cry rang out from within the net of heaven.

The transparent net, about ten feet in diameter, began to tremble violently.

The flowing golden light on the net dimmed, and pieces of silkworm silk emerged from the body of the Heavenly Silkworm Immortal, pouring into the Heavenly Net in front of him.

As a result, the already damaged body of the Heavenly Silkworm Immortal deflated like a punctured balloon, shrinking away at a visible speed.

The Heavenly Net, under the frenzied infusion of gray-white silk, instantly expanded to more than ten times its original size.

It was no longer transparent, but had become a thick, viscous, gray-white curtain that exuded a strong, ominous aura of death!

The surface of the giant mantle was no longer a fine mesh, but was completely covered and filled with countless layers of solid gray-white silk, forming a barrier that was almost solid.

Above the barrier, amidst the flowing death energy, streaks of Geng metal energy transformed into sharp, wandering spikes, covering the surface of the barrier like sword lights.

With his remaining left hand, the Heavenly Silkworm Immortal pushed forward, and this massive gray-white barrier met the engulfing sea of ​​dark green snakes.

"Rumble, rumble—"

It was as if a thousand muffled thunderclaps were exploding on the surface of this poisonous swamp!

The dark green torrent of ten thousand snakes slammed heavily onto the gray-white wall.

Instantly, destructive energy ripples spread wildly in all directions.

The seawater below was forced down by an invisible force, creating a huge crater several meters deep. The seawater surged and boiled, forming an inverted, funnel-shaped whirlpool.

The terrifying poisonous demonic energy clashed violently with the deathly aura of the corpse demon.

"Sizzle—"

A violent corrosion sound rang out, the gray-white barrier trembled violently, and large pits were instantly corroded on the surface. The viscous gray-white silk emitted pungent blue smoke under the corrosive effects of the highly toxic substance, and continued to melt and break.

The torrent formed by the ten thousand snakes devouring the heart was not without damage; a large number of the venomous snakes that crashed into the surface of the barrier scattered.

They were cut by the indomitable sharpness of the metal on the wall.

More venomous snakes, propelled by the rebounding shockwaves of the barrier, surged in all directions, falling back onto the sea surface and scorching large swaths of black water into even thicker, boiling venom, hissing and crackling.

The standoff lasted for about three to five breaths.

Ji Yuan, who had been watching the battle the whole time, finally realized the power of this fake Core cultivator, or rather, this Mourning Hermit. If he hadn't brought this Golden Core Corpse Puppet with him today, he probably wouldn't have been able to defeat him!

But now... after a few breaths, the venomous snakes in the sky were finally wiped out by this inescapable net.

Moreover, while this net of heaven and earth wiped out the venomous snake, it also remotely locked onto the mourning hermit, who seemed to be running out of fuel.

He used desperate measures one after another, especially this last move, which was practically a head-on clash with a Golden Core cultivator, but in the end... he still lost!

Even if the Heavenly Silkworm True Man, who was chosen by the Nascent Soul stage monster to be Jiang Hong's bodyguard, was dead and only half of his body remained, he was still far superior to ordinary early-stage Golden Core cultivators.

Despite its damage, the Heavenly Net continued its relentless advance until it landed on the head of the Mourning Hermit.

They shoved the old devil into the net.

"ah!!!"

With a mournful scream like a funeral wailer, the Mourning Hermit was caught in the net of heaven.

This pseudo-core cultivator, who had already reached his limit, was powerless to resist and could only let out a wail. His black robe, which was close to a top-grade spiritual artifact, was also cut into several pieces by the Heavenly Net.

He died instantly.

Ji Yuan would not let such a good opportunity pass by. He stepped onto the Wind Locust Flying Boat and flew close to it.

First, he took the storage bag from the fake Core Formation cultivator from the Heavenly Silkworm True Person, and then summoned a black banner with his right hand.

As the Thousand Soul Banner appeared, Ji Yuan made a hand seal with his left hand and stirred the air several times with his right hand. A yin spirit was then absorbed into the banner, nourishing this growing spiritual artifact.

He looked at the mourning monk, who was broken into several pieces and whose body was severely decomposed... Well, let's take them all back. We'll have Yin Tongzi help stitch them up and bury them in the mass grave. Let's see if that works.

As soon as Ji Yuan had this thought, he waved his hand and put the equally exhausted Heavenly Silkworm Immortal into his storage bag.

As for the sea area that has turned into a poisonous swamp... it will soon dissipate on its own without the replenishment of spiritual energy.

Ji Yuan, riding the flying boat, returned to the shore. When Ye Zhi Qiu looked at him again, he was filled with obvious respect and fear.

"you……"

Before Ji Yuan could finish speaking, he saw a pale blue light rise from the island, then trace an arc and land straight in front of him.

Before the people arrive, the sound comes first.

"Whose child are you, that you're always escorted by a Golden Core Corpse Puppet when you go out?"

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