NovelChina Chapter 98 : In the End, It’s Still Because of That Nun
Chapter 98 : In the End, It’s Still Because of That Nun
Chapter 98: In the End, It’s Still Because of That Nun
I’ve fallen into demonic corruption?
The night was thick as ink that could not dissolve, while the murky moonlight stretched her shadow long and twisted.
When Fang Chang’s words fell,
Zhang Su could feel the wind pause for an instant.
Even though she was already a Yin Corpse now, she did not know why she still felt her fingertips grow cold and her heartbeat skip.
How could that be possible?
I chant scriptures daily and uphold my vows. How could I fall into demonic corruption?
Fang Chang stopped walking.
Zhang Su knew he was waiting for her to verify it herself.
He had always been like this, carrying that utterly fearless attitude.
Impossible.
Zhang Su told herself inwardly.
Then she began silently reciting the 《Qingjing Scripture》.
One word after another, neat and proper.
But those words drifted downward without reaching the end. Instead, they began combining together inside her mind, assembling into human form.
They transformed into Fang Chang.
A smile hung upon his lips while he revealed that handsome body of his. Even though his face carried gloomy Yin energy, the physique beneath his robes was strong and perfectly displayed every masculine characteristic.
Zhang Su discovered she could not stop looking at him.
Watching him press close against her, pressing his firm chest against her own, crushing those two sinful mounds until they deformed and overflowed outward like lotus flowers being crushed apart.
Burning body heat seeped inward through every point where their skin touched.
She felt herself becoming like a clay Bodhisattva statue.
Her entire body softened.
When she tried desperately to push Fang Chang away, her palms melted from the furnace-like heat of his body, merging into him until the boundary between them vanished entirely.
Within her mind, Zhang Su’s own robes had unknowingly long since slipped away completely.
Zhang Su felt like a Buddha statue stripped of its golden foil, exposing the rough clay body beneath.
Fang Chang’s sturdy body wrapped around her. His lips pressed against her and lightly bit once, as though tasting sacrificial fruit.
Zhang Su did not feel pain.
An electric current spread through her entire body in an instant, stirring something even she herself could not recognize from deep within her chest and lower abdomen.
She only had one thought.
Again. Release this feeling completely...
“Auntie Zhang Su...!”
Lü Shu’s scream rang out once more.
Zhang Su’s entire body trembled violently.
The deafening sounds of slaughter and howling wind suddenly crashed back into her ears, instantly pulling her back into reality.
Before her remained Twin Su Manor.
Fang Chang still stood in place as strong winds whipped his robes wildly. Just like the expression on his face, everything about him seemed to mock her with contempt.
Zhang Su’s eyelashes trembled.
A voice within her heart mimicked her own voice, urging her to pin Fang Chang beneath her body like those female cultivators of the Obsession Path, wantonly grinding herself against him, draining marrow and extracting essence while indulging in boundless pleasure.
—Demonic Seed.
It was a kind of unconscious Dao Tribulation Demonic Qi incapable of thought.
It merely followed instinct, drawn toward the impure inner demons within cultivators, invading Dao Hearts that possessed cracks and releasing the deepest suppressed desires hidden within.
Since when...
Zhang Su had no time to dwell on it.
She circulated the power of the Immaculate Glazed Body to its utmost limit, weakly suppressing the changes within her heart while simultaneously holding Lü Shu tightly in her arms.
Blood-red tear stains still lingered upon her gentle and beautiful face.
“Does the benefactor intend to kill me as well? Like you killed those other corrupted people?”
Fang Chang’s smile did not change.
“You are my Corpse Puppet. I will personally sever your Demonic Seed. As for the others...”
“Didn’t the benefactor say you would not use that sword strike!”
“That sword strike belongs to me. Naturally, I hold the final right of interpretation.”
“Benefactor, you... shameless man!”
“If you were capable of it, you could toy with me the same way.”
Zhang Su lifted the curled-up Lü Shu into her arms.
Determination appeared upon her face.
“If the benefactor insists on killing Xiao Shu, then kill me alongside her.”
“Relax. As your master, I always grant my Corpse Puppets a few small privileges.”
Fang Chang smiled.
“You’ve studied Demonic Seeds for several days now and seem to have gained some understanding. I’ll give you half an hour to remove the Demonic Seed from Lü Shu’s body... If you succeed, naturally all is well. If you fail, then I shall personally control you into cutting off Lü Shu’s head.”
Zhang Su’s heart shook violently as pain appeared across her face.
“Why does the benefactor always enjoy playing with such impossible choices?”
Fang Chang did not answer her.
“You only have half an hour... As a personal bonus service, Tongzi, don’t let outsiders disturb our Shigu Zhang.”
Zhang Su bit her teeth and said nothing further.
Holding Lü Shu, she transformed into streaking light and fled rapidly into the distance, clearly intending to find a safe location to attempt purification.
Zhao Yuntong, however, appeared somewhat dissatisfied.
Her beautiful crimson eyes glared toward him while traces of spoiled stubbornness appeared on her pretty face, making her especially attractive.
“So wishy-washy.”
“Those corrupted by Demonic Seeds cannot be healed by anyone except me. That’s what I said, correct?”
“So?”
“I was teasing you.”
“?”
Fang Chang smiled while looking toward the direction Zhang Su departed.
“The key lies within the Immaculate Glazed Body of the Guanyin Path. Originally, this should have been discovered two years later by a certain nun. At that time, she encountered tremendous tragedy and watched family and friends die after becoming infected by Demonic Seeds. Even she herself suffered terribly from it...
But at the final moment, she utilized the heightened comprehension brought by the Dao Tribulation power of the Demonic Seed and successfully comprehended the complete mysteries of the Immaculate Glazed Body, cleansing the corruption from herself and from the world.”
And Zhang Su—
Like that nun, she possessed the keyword trait 【Jade Bones and Ice Heart (Purple)】.
Thus, she carried the same potential as that nun.
—the potential to evolve 【Jade Bones and Ice Heart (Purple)】 into 【Guanyin Dao Seed (Gold)】.
“Well now, I finally understand.”
Zhao Yuntong sneered coldly.
“In the end, it’s still because of that nun.”
“......”
Was that really the important part here?
Shouldn’t the important thing be whether tens of thousands fewer people in the cultivation world might die?
I’m part of the Corpse Refinement Path, after all.
People should die slowly. Overfishing the pond dry all at once leaves nothing left to play with.
Demonic Seeds were ultimately only an early-version mechanic. Combined with the fact that players could revive after death, Fang Chang had honestly never paid much attention to methods of curing them.
And 【Ice Dissolution】 was far too difficult. Nobody besides someone like Cheng Hua could truly comprehend it.
“Hmph!”
Zhao Yuntong ignored him.
Sneering coldly, she transformed into a crimson shadow and vanished after Zhang Su.
Fang Chang watched them leave before descending into a certain house at the center of Twin Su Manor.
During this time, several blind cultivators attempted to attack him.
Then Zhao Yuntong’s Thought-Flame Threads blossomed like spider lilies, slicing those cultivators into countless fragments.
“......”
Zhao Yuntong was throwing a tantrum.
She disliked Fang Chang spending too much attention on Zhang Su.
Naturally, Fang Chang could not be bothered with her either.
After all, a woman’s heart is made of di—
Forget it.
He raised his head to look upward.
At the top of the formation, a coffin flickered faintly in and out of sight.
As for why Twin Su Manor, formerly nothing more than a bandit stronghold, had suddenly accepted recruitment from that small sect back then—
The player forums of the past had contained endless speculation.
But without question, everyone connected the matter to this coffin hidden at the convergence point of the twin spirit veins.
Fang Chang did not know the truth either.
But what he did know was that the Undying Bone containing twin souls within that coffin was his other target besides Zhang Su comprehending the mysteries of the Glazed Body.
The birdcage continued shrinking.
Yet the intensity of the battle royale abruptly dropped by more than half in an instant.
The arena was limited, and without cowardly campers hiding away, everyone’s killing intent surged violently. There was no way the battle could drag on for long.
Fang Chang had not been infected by a Demonic Seed.
Meaning he possessed no qualification to participate. Neither the victor nor the loser of this battle royale would be him.
Yet he was already standing within the arena.
This sort of behavior existing outside the rules would become a priority target once the BOSS appeared.
Boom!
Fang Chang looked over.
At the location that collapsed earlier, dirt and broken tiles exploded upward from the ground.
A Fifth Realm female cultivator whose long hair covered half her face transformed into surging blue watery light, rushing directly toward the highest point of the formation—
The coffin itself.
This formation was ultimately crude.
A Fifth Realm cultivator attacking the formation core possessed a fairly high chance of shattering it apart.
Light flashed from the Twin-Dragon Grass Talisman Treasure within Fang Chang’s hand.
A blazing heavenly thunder exploded forth in brilliant blue light.
It struck directly across the path of the female cultivator’s advance.
Protective radiance erupted brilliantly around the female cultivator as lightning coiled around her like serpents. Though her defenses were not broken, her charging momentum was forcibly halted.
She twisted her head to look over.
Heavy bangs concealed half her face, making her expression impossible to discern.
Her skirt fluttered through the air, exposing a pair of pale bare feet untouched by shoes or socks.
Her toenails resembled delicate seashells tinted faint pink.
Her toes were small, round, and neatly arranged like freshly peeled lychee flesh.