Please control me, my divine being!

Chapter 97 Inquiry!

Gu Qinghan leaped out of the water and charged toward Chen Yilong, her sharp nails like blades, trying to slice off his head.

This happened almost in the blink of an eye, leaving no time to react.

By the time Chen Yilong tried to retaliate, her fingernails had already pierced his throat, drawing out a large amount of blood.

"you----"

Chen Yilong's eyes were filled with shock.

But it wasn't because of her thunderous attack from underwater, nor because of her current injuries.

He only had that expression after seeing Gu Qinghan and noticing the changes in her up close.

No one else noticed.

But Gu Qinghan saw it all clearly.

This surprise and shock came from within, as if one had seen something incredible that shattered long-held preconceived notions.

"Okay, very good."

Chen Yilong suddenly retreated, blood flowing continuously from the hole in his throat.

thump!

A dull thud echoed as he jumped into the water!

Having stayed underwater for a long time, Gu Qinghan naturally knew what the situation would be like after the "Dragon King's Turnaround".

The entire underwater area was murky and filled with wisps of black mist.

These black wisps continuously surged up from the deepest part of the riverbed. When they broke through the surface, they transformed into withered arms, pulling at anything they could grab and sinking them into the deepest part of the river.

However, after Gu Qinghan entered the water, the black aura did not surge towards her, treating her as nothing.

This must be due to the protection of the gods!

Gu Qinghan took a deep breath, unwilling to give up the opportunity to kill Chen Yilong. Of the two members of the Crying Bone Society, he was clearly the leader.

She jumped into the water as well, but did not see Chen Yilong's body; he only left a faint line of blood underwater.

As the water surged, the bloodline was washed away, and the black gas that had been rising from the ground gradually dissipated, and the turbulent river returned to calm.

The Dragon King's comeback is over.

Gu Qinghan returned to the surface of the water, his cold gaze sweeping forward.

Chen Yihu also wanted to escape, but he was too late.

The commander, wielding a long sword, fought fiercely against Chen Yihu. Both were at their limit, and any additional force would break the balance.

good chance!

Gu Qinghan immediately jumped onto the awning boat where the two were fighting. Corpse energy permeated the air, and his hard, iron-like palm slammed down on the two of them.

Two thuds were heard.

Xu Mofan and Chen Yihu were both knocked unconscious by her.

One night passed.

The firewood piled up quietly in the mortuary. Gu Qinghan warmed himself by the fire, drying the dampness off his body.

Jiang'an City is vast, and although it has waterways throughout the city, the awning boats do not move very fast. It took them a whole night to reach the north gate of Jiang'an.

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Taking advantage of the early morning, Gu Qinghan led Jin Buhuan out of the city gate and, based on the records left by the former shop owner, quickly found the abandoned mortuary in the northern suburbs of the city.

The mortuary was covered in dust, and the buildings were dilapidated, yet there were empty coffins placed there in an unusual way.

"To get to Linggang, you have to wait here for the coffin bearers. Light incense at midnight, and the coffin bearers will come. Pay five coins for the journey fee, and you can reach Linggang before dawn."

After confirming the process, Gu Qinghan began working on another matter.

She looked across at Chen Yihu and Xu Mofan, who had already been tied up separately.

Ordinary ropes are naturally of no use to cultivators.

However, the rope binding the two was the Spirit Binding Rope used by the Zhenfu Division to capture cultivators. It was made by the Wuchao Tiangong Division and was a tool that was somewhere between a mundane tool and a common object. Almost every commander of the Zhenfu Division was equipped with it.

Xu Mofan was severely injured and suffered a backlash from the evil energy. In addition, the corpse beetle was still inside his body, constantly spreading corpse energy and poison. He was unconscious at the moment.

On the other side...

Chen Yihu's condition has improved considerably.

Although he had several wounds, he still had some physical weapons to protect him and his foundation was not damaged.

"Two mundane items, plus a cultivation level that's not low, the Crying Bone Society really gives me face." Gu Qinghan stripped the paper shroud and sewing thread off Chen Yihu's body.

Ordinary objects are transformed from ordinary things under various harsh conditions, and each one is extremely precious.

Some powerful mundane artifacts even possess the power to influence the landscape of the cultivation world in a particular region.

These two items are common objects.

She hadn't studied the specific effects yet, but she roughly knew that the paper shroud should have a protective function, while the sewing thread had the ability to sew things together.

After all, she had witnessed Chen Yihu's victory using these two vulgar weapons while underwater.

However, just like common arts, common tools can harm the user, and the harm caused by common tools is even greater.

Only after confirming that Chen Yihu had no backup plan did she pour a basin of water on his head.

Chen Yihu's chest heaved violently, like a drowning person being pulled to the surface. He gasped for breath, his eyes darting around, instinctively trying to move, but he found himself bound by the Spirit-Binding Rope once again.

Then, he saw the unusual female corpse in front of him.

The corpse, resentment, evil energy, and yin energy—the other person's body was like a large dye vat, into which all sorts of dyes were poured and mixed together.

If you're far away, you might not even notice it.

But now the two were less than a meter apart, and the aura surrounding them made Chen Yihu, a cosmetic surgeon who had dealt with corpses for many years, feel extremely uncomfortable.

"Gu Qinghan!"

He gritted his teeth, his eyes blazing with fury, and growled out those three words.

"So you know me, huh? That'll save you a lot of trouble." Gu Qinghan licked his sharp teeth, his eyes flashing with a fierce light. "Come on, tell me how the Yinqi Gu family is doing now."

The anger in Chen Yihu's eyes faltered, and his expression turned strange.

However, the only thing that was hard to understand was her inquiry about the Gu family's recent situation.

This most outstanding tomb keeper of the Yinqi Gu family in this generation is known as a genius Dao seed that appears only once every hundred years, with a bright future. How could he abandon his human body and transform into a corpse with no future?

In all these years of cultivation, only one Yin Corpse Venerable has emerged.

Moreover, Yin Qi Gu's family was established precisely because of her—

Chen Yihu's mind raced. The fact that the other party could ask such a question proved that there was a problem with the process of her transformation into a corpse. She was in a very bad state, which even affected her thinking and memory.

His mind raced, and he had already prepared a set of words.

But at this time.

The female corpse in front of him suddenly changed her demeanor; her eyes became cold and empty, as if she were a completely different person.

She reached out, grabbed Chen Yihu's wrist, twisted it forcefully, and tore off his entire left arm.

Blood splattered everywhere, and Chen Yihu howled in pain, startling Jin Buhuan, who was keeping watch outside.

Gu Qinghan, his face covered in blood, tossed the severed arm aside and said in a completely emotionless voice, "Come on, think it through before you speak."