I am Jinshan Youxia

Ordinary monsters or humans simply don't have enough souls to control their bodies to such a subtle degree, let alone spare a large number of souls to attach to remains and attack others. Just look at Kikyo to see the specific situation; without the energy to drive her body, she couldn't even move.

Only a puppet like Mouryoumaru, which absorbs the souls of other yokai to act, can be wasted like this, since it was stolen and doesn't need to be cherished.

Zhang Chengyi, however, had no such worries. He had as much soul as he wanted, which led to the strange move he just made. By adjusting his body, just like pinching a face, he divided his flesh into countless clumps, adjusted their color to white, frantically injected souls into them, and then enlarged his pores to shoot out white clumps covered with a large amount of souls all at once.

Essentially, it's just a part of his body, but he's adjusted its color and appearance to make it completely non-disgusting, even somewhat cute.

Unfortunately, the demons in the Inuyasha world have too much freedom; they can transform into all sorts of bizarre shapes. This led to more adjustments being made to the game. Being able to customize a character's appearance anytime, anywhere is a bit...

Another interesting discovery was that the separated white balls were recognized as part of the game by the mod itself. He had been in control of the entire game, controlling thousands of white balls at the same time. He thought he would get dizzy and his eyes would blur, but he was much more comfortable with it than he had imagined.

Or rather, the number of tasks that the modifier can execute simultaneously is far from its current limit, and it can continue to run multiple threads at will.

He could even test the limits of his multithreading capabilities, setting as many threads as possible to avoid underperforming when more multithreaded operations are needed in the future.

"..."

Erlang was a bit simple-minded, but not stupid. Faced with strange and incomprehensible answers, he scratched the back of his head and ignored them.

Maitreya was looking solemnly at the white cocoon not far away. The closer he got, the more serious his expression became. After a while, he knelt on one knee and said earnestly, "Please help me have a child."

"roll."

Coral said expressionlessly.

Chapter 184 The Ghost of Internal Strife

Outside the city, on the mountainside.

"This is……"

The 'princess' of Ghost Head City showed a surprised expression.

The group of people who had fallen into its trap and seemed to be driven to the brink of despair suddenly disappeared from its sight.

The human cultivators controlled by its illusions quickly found the barrier and launched an attack, attempting to infiltrate it with evil energy.

"Humph~"

The princess let out a muffled groan, her face turning three shades pale, almost unable to maintain the shell she had so painstakingly seized.

"That's the field mouse that Naraku wanted me to kill?"

Its face remained calm, and its tone showed no emotional fluctuation.

However, it already had the intention to retreat. Such powerful spiritual energy would be purified as soon as it appeared, and there would be no possibility of resurrection or awakening. As a ghost proficient in magic, it knew this all too well.

Kagura covered her face with her fan, revealing only her bright, intelligent eyes. Just as she was about to speak, Goshinki suddenly interrupted, "Kamizuka Oni, are you going to break your promise?"

"Oh"

The demon who had become a princess chuckled and said, "Naraku has controlled me for so long and taken away so much of my evil energy. Giving me a fragment of the Shikon Jewel is at most compensation."

“I have no complaints about working for someone as strong as him, but to ask me to risk my life…”

Contrary to his wild and mindless appearance, Goshinki spoke with remarkable composure: "Head of the First Tomb, since you know how powerful Naraku is, you should understand that neither you nor we have a choice."

“We still have the upper hand now. If you’re not willing to take the risk, Naraku will definitely kill us afterward.”

The Demon of the First Tomb revealed a dismissive expression, "I'm waiting for him to come and kill me."

"laugh!"

Kagura suddenly sprang into action, waving her fan and unleashing a flurry of wind blades that swept towards the head of the demon.

Wuxin Ghost remained silent, glancing sideways at its sister. As expected, the other party did not trust it. Even though it knew that Wuxin Ghost could read minds, it refused to believe in its negotiation abilities.

However, either don't take any action at all, or take drastic measures.

It moved silently, extending its claws to block the path the First Tomb Demon had read to evade.

"With your abilities—"

The demon of the first tomb revealed a contemptuous expression. If Naraku himself came, it might be wary. How could two clones covered in Naraku's stench think they could defeat it?

Two horns sprouted from its forehead, its canine teeth protruded, and an evil aura surged forth as it silently unleashed illusions.

"Pfft!"

The next second, the First Tomb Demon was still pierced through the shoulder by the Heart-Wake Demon's claws. If it hadn't instinctively dodged, its chest would have been pierced through.

How can it be? !

The demon of the first tomb retreated to the back, the blood flowing from his arm staining his clothes red.

"My name is Wuxin Gui (悟心鬼)."

Wu Xin Gui licked the ghost's blood, a smile gleaming in his eyes, and said, "Your thoughts are like an open book, every detail is crystal clear."

That being said, it didn't rush forward rashly, because if a real fight broke out, it might not be a match for the enemy; mind reading isn't omnipotent.

An old ghost like this, hundreds of years old, would have mastered a great many techniques. If it were to counterattack, it could even be killed in one fell swoop. It's just a pity that the battle wasn't ended in one strike just now.

It will probably take some time to determine the winner.

"Chatter chatter chatter!"

"The King of Mice is here!"

A tremendous sound came from within Ghost Head City. The three demons looked over, wary of each other and trying to create an opening.

The first thing you see is an enormous field mouse.

While Goshinki and Kagura were still somewhat puzzled, Shouzuka no Oni was simply shocked.

Is the spiritual rat that Naraku is trying to kill a demon? But how can it be so big? Demons can change their size, but the larger the size, the more souls it needs to control. And the amount of souls is linked to the soul. Sometimes it's not that ordinary demons don't want to grow bigger, but that the larger the size, the stronger the soul.

The soul and the body must be matched; otherwise, uncontrollable situations will arise.

However, the aura of this rat monster's soul wasn't strong, yet it easily transformed into a giant over ten meters tall, which seemed rather unusual.

What's even more terrifying is that after just displaying extremely strong spiritual power, this rat also exhibited demonic aura and a powerful soul.

What exactly is it?

Such an illogical event caused the Demon of the First Tomb to momentarily lose focus.

Wuxin Gui naturally seized the opportunity. The moment his muscles bulged, the useless older sister Kagura understood and took the initiative to attack. Wind blades danced and howled, forcing Shouzuka no Oni to move.

【pity】

Wuxin Gui originally intended to use the same trick to launch another sneak attack, but he read the opponent's mind and realized that the spell was already prepared, so he didn't move.

The First Tomb Demon used one hand to open the barrier and block the wind blades, then glanced at the Enlightened Demon with a half-smile.

Tell me, is the spell ready, or not?

The thoughts were accurately conveyed.

Wuxin Ghost narrowed his eyes. This old ghost's strength was far inferior to Naraku's, but he had given him a solid lesson in combat experience and on-the-spot adaptability.

Revealing one's abilities casually can not only intimidate the enemy, but could also become a channel for the enemy to retaliate.

"Sharp-pointed punches!" The rat's loud shouts echoed once again from Ghost Head City.

The three monsters entered into their second standoff, all keeping an eye on what was happening in the city while preparing for their next encounter.

Perhaps in the next second, perhaps in a few minutes, perhaps throughout the night.

For a monster, a day or two is nothing to be tired of.

Suddenly, a white ball of flesh emerged from the ground, with a mouth growing out of it, saying in a lazy voice, "Finally found you."

"The masterminds behind the scenes."

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"Lord Rat God, my apologies."

Coral performed a deep bow on the ground, speaking earnestly.

"Get up," Zhang Chengyi replied casually, not caring at all whether these human cultivators were interfering with him.

After all, this group of people is too weak.

"The princess of Oni-head Castle, Kagura, tsk." He chuckled dismissively.

In the comics, the princess of Ghost Head City is long dead. Big Head Ghost is impersonating her, and it's probably the same now. If he hadn't appeared, Big Head Ghost would probably have successfully tricked human cultivators into having a feast.

Kagura goes without saying. Just from the description—kimono, fan, name—you can basically connect her to Naraku's clone. She's such a classic manga villain.

"The wind of freedom?"

Zhang Chengyi muttered something to himself.

The man next to him, Miroku, covered his cheek, which had been swollen from Coral's punch, and said seriously, "Lord Rat God, the mastermind behind this must be that princess of Ghost Head City."

"We need to go find it quickly, otherwise—"

“Found it.” Zhang Chengyi interrupted Maitreya, smiling as he said, “You didn’t think I released so many dumplings just for show, did you?”

He had anticipated that the mastermind would be watching the show near the trap, so he sent out a large number of white balls, half of which went underground to explore the control range of the white balls and search for the location of the mastermind.

Sure enough, they were not far from Ghost Head City.

Chapter 185 Flexible

"Should we resist?"

The white ball with a mouth looks a bit eerie.

The demon of the first tomb instinctively wanted to escape; it didn't want to face the rat directly. However, before it could move, more and more white lumps squeezed out from the ground, quickly surrounding all three of them.

It subconsciously released the puppet to escape, looking for a gap for it to slip away. The next second, the white ball of matter, which could not distinguish the puppet from the main body, split into more than a dozen balls that flew over and quickly stuck, wrapped, and captured the puppet.

The white blobs in the sky and on the ground showed no signs of decreasing, let alone creating gaps in the encirclement.

Illusion magic is ineffective.

It couldn't sense a soul in the white ball of fluff, and had no target for release.

The spell has failed.

Its evil power simply cannot control so many souls.