A life of idleness in the world of demons

Chapter 88, Section 87: The world cannot match his sharpness, heaven and earth hinder my brilliance (9.1K words - long chapter, please subscribe)
The corpse horses at the Ghost Inn carried the demons to the desert and then mysteriously disappeared.

The sandstorm swirled like a yellowish veil, layer upon layer.

Ning Xuan, Zhao Chai, and a group of hundreds of demons were standing here.

The desert, which was as silent as a graveyard, suddenly became a little lively, like a suona band sending "new ghosts" to the grave. The wailing and shouting mingled together, but it only made the desolation of the place more apparent.

"Something's wrong."

The Way of the Jackal.

This was Ning Xuan's first time sitting in such a ghostly inn, but even without the original Leopard Zen Master's memories, he could still guess that something was wrong.

When someone is being dropped off at a post station, it should be a station-to-station arrangement, right?
However, they came from a post station, but there was no post station in the desert to receive them.

They were brought to the desert by the corpse horses of that demonic post station, abandoned there, and could no longer find their way back.

They can't go back!

However, Ning Xuan was not flustered, since he could return at any time.

He surveyed his surroundings as if he were a tourist, while countless fragments and pieces of information began to connect in his mind.

His memory flashed back to the scene of entering the Demon Station.

The Demon Station is naturally located in Leizhou.

Meanwhile, it was raining in Leizhou.

The torrential rain continued unabated, and many areas were flooded.

His elder brother had also mentioned to him in casual conversation that many of the refugees from Leizhou fled not because of the demonic disaster, but rather because of the natural disaster.

He is sensitive to rain, especially this kind of continuous heavy rain.

He had experienced it once before. That time it was the Heart-Losing Rain, where a demon impersonated the prefect and collected dragon energy, causing heaven to rage and punish him. But the Heart-Losing Rain was only a very small-scale loss of heart. If the information was intentionally concealed, it would be impossible to know.

His older brother also told him about the aftermath of the Demon Slayer Bureau.

The establishment of the Demon Slaying Division is said to have solved the problem of how difficult it is to kill powerful demons. A few days ago, my elder brother heard that the Demon Slaying Division was escorting a fourth-rank powerful demon who had been sealed by the Celestial Master back to the capital, saying that he would be executed in the capital to appease the people.

Ning Xuan was too embarrassed to say it, "Is that how you appease the people? You're just stealing dragon energy and resources from Leizhou."

Now, considering everything he had encountered along the way and the current situation, he suddenly had an extremely bold guess.

transaction.

Leizhou is just a transaction.

Moreover, it may still be a pilot program.

The world of incense sent out "Mahakala Bodhisattva of Secret Pearls", while the world of dragon energy sent out "Post Station Ghosts".

The Bodhisattva Mahakala came to harvest dragon energy. In the entire Leizhou region, which has more than ten prefectures, it is likely that the prefects have all been replaced by demon believers, and the reward they pay is the demons.

The post station ghost came to collect rewards and regulate the other party's activity range. It set the post station area within Leizhou, so that the activity range of demons was also within it. As for the post station of the Mountain Mo Sect, which was far away in the desert, it was because it exceeded the limit, so the two sides had been in a stalemate for a long time, and it has now been officially abolished.

Both sides exercised restraint.

This appears to be the first pilot collaboration between the two parties.

Demon Slayer Bureau?
Whether the Heavenly Martial King was human or a Yin Ghost, his role in this transaction was that of a "section chief," a gofer.

Both sides may also have restrictions on their respective realms.

Since "Heavenly Martial King" Shi Yantang is at the mid-stage of the fourth rank, then the early stage of the fourth rank is very likely the upper limit of this pilot program. Those who can come here from the demon world are definitely not above this level.

Otherwise, this "section chief" would need to raise his standards even higher.

Ning Xuan has always been the kind of person who can see the coming of autumn from a single leaf. Now, having seen many leaves and combined them with some of the world's secrets, he has arrived at this crazy conjecture.

Thoughts Return
Looking at the desolate desert and the restless demons around him, Ning Xuan suddenly realized something and said, "So the Mountain Demon Sect isn't within Leizhou's territory, so they had to leave. This is to deliver their last batch of goods as a reward."

If the recipient appears soon, it will, to some extent, prove his above conjecture.

On the desert.

The demons did not reunite.

There was a lack of trust between them to begin with.

Most of those who come here are either rank 1 or rank 2 demons, with very few rank 2 demons.

Ning Xuan and Zhao Chai, both proud second-rank demons, did not have any new members join their small teams.

Take a few more steps.

Cheers came from afar.

Ning Xuan and Zhao Chai quickly climbed a sand dune and stood on the high ground to look into the distance.

An oasis appeared under the moonlight.

In the oasis, houses stand in neat rows, while in the center stands a statue of a hunchbacked old man holding a cane. The statue is more than two zhang tall and is quite spectacular in the desert.

“Hunchback Mountain Man, Mountain Monk Sect.” Zhao Chai’s previous surprise and doubt had also disappeared. It hurriedly took a few steps forward and lay down on the sand ridge to observe the cluster of houses.

Behind the closed door of the house, a faint glimmer of precious light could still be seen. Perhaps it was just gold and silver, perhaps it was a Buddha statue containing incense and treasures, or perhaps it was a porcelain bottle left behind by ancient sect cultivators who died in battle.

Zhao Chai scanned the surroundings and discovered that some demons were already rushing down.

Zhao Chai clicked his tongue, his mouth watering, and said, "Let's go too! There's bound to be something good!"

Ning Xuan asked, "Were we not among the first batch of demons to arrive?"

Zhao Chai said, "It will last for seven days, and we should arrive on the last day."

Ning Xuan asked a very simple question: "What about the ones before that?"

Zhao Chai smacked his lips and glanced around.

Some demons were rushing toward the oasis, while others, clearly aware of something, were watching warily.

So Zhao Chai asked a very simple question: "These past few days, the post station has been transporting people here every day. There must have been some who didn't make it down in yesterday's batch, but the result was still the same. There are no signs of fighting here, which means they probably sensed something strange about this place, so they grabbed the treasure and ran away. In my opinion, they should have just drunk the last drop of soup and then run."

Ning Xuan said, "It seems that going to the oasis or not makes no difference."

Zhao Chai wanted to go but felt something was wrong, so he looked anxious and rubbed his paws back and forth.

Ning Xuan suddenly moved and quickly ran down.

The first time was out of caution, and the second time was because the little jackal demon reminded him. Actually, he would have realized it even without being reminded. Now, it doesn't matter whether he's cautious or not, so he might as well go down and check on the situation of the Five Poisons Sect.

Zhao Cai also started running.

Ning Xuan meandered around and around until he found himself deep within the Mountain Demon Sect, in the center of a place surrounded by demons, where he saw the figures of more than a hundred martial artists.

The martial artists sat around them, and the one in the center was one of the three village chiefs from the Five Poisons Sect's inner village, the radical Granny Han Tan.

Like Granny Hantan, Elder Lanyu was at the mid-stage of the fourth-rank life-establishing realm, but she was at the mid-stage of the fourth-rank life-establishing realm during the period of declining qi and blood.

This is probably the only village chief who didn't collude with demons but instead focused on exposing the traitors within the village.

These martial artists were inside a giant red spider's yang soul body, which was radiating intense heat and had some flowing toxins that could be vaguely seen.

The potent toxins and immense yang energy made this yang soul body exceptionally special, keeping everyone else out.

However, Ning Xuan sensed something was amiss.

Even from a distance, the "Red Lotus Child" hidden within the Leopard Zen Master could feel a strange comfort, like a fish seeing water and knowing at a glance that this was a great opportunity for him.

Many martial artists from the Five Poisons Sect were sitting with their eyes closed, merging with this Yang Soul Body.

Ning Xuan had experienced this state before; it allowed him to go without food or water.

However, he didn't know what this enormous Yang Soul Body, capable of forming an array, was. Considering his own condition, he felt that it must be some kind of special inheritance of the Five Poisons Sect!

Just then, the moonlight in the sky suddenly dimmed, a strong wind rose, and sand and dust swirled. The demons hurriedly took precautions, but suddenly they all looked up at the sky.

That day, it was already occupied by a huge, dark shadow!

When Ning Xuan looked up, he saw a large seal shrouded in black smoke suddenly appear in the sky and press down on him.

He observed.

I was taken aback for a moment.

Then he laughed.

A mere third-rank Yin Ghost!
Scanning the surroundings again, they saw more than ten martial artists suddenly emerge from behind a sand dune not far away.
The leader wore a white robe with five pythons, each with horns, and silver cloud and thunder patterns on the cuffs.

The rest of the people all wore white robes with three pythons on a background, the pythons having no horns.

Their weapons varied, their gazes were cold and indifferent, and further away, a celestial master danced in the air, like a black mole on the bright moon.

Ning Xuan was quite familiar with uniforms.

Imperial regulations stipulated that princes wore bright yellow robes with nine pythons, generals wore bright red robes with seven pythons, and the emperor's procession at Zixia Temple wore black robes with five pythons. The Demon Slayer Division, being on par with Zixia Temple, also wore robes with five pythons.

However, the Grand Master of the Demon Slayer Division also held the title of Divine General, and was therefore granted the title of General Qi Ping, and was specially bestowed with a seven-python robe.

in this way
The Demon Slayer Division has three positions.

Demon Slayer, wearing a white python robe.

The Commandant wore a white robe with a python pattern.

The Grand Master, wearing a white seven-embroidered robe.

The people who have arrived now are more than ten demon-slaying envoys led by the Commander of the Demon-Slaying Division.

"Demon Slayer Bureau!" a demon howled.

"This is a trap!" That's the smart thing to do.

"No, if it's a trap, why would the Church of Samo cooperate with them, saying this place is already open and that there are many treasures here?" This is something that can be applied to other situations.

However, no matter what they think or do, it's all in vain.

They are a batch of goods.

Goods in a batch of transactions.

They were sent here, and the Demon Slayer Division came to pick them up.

In the next instant, the great seal descended completely, pressing down on the desert as if it had become a deep sea abyss. Wisps of black smoke, like the long hair of a drowning woman, grew from the seabed, twisting and swaying in the gusts of cold wind.

Without hesitation, Ning Xuan activated the Twin Curse's soul-swapping technique, exchanging his yang soul for a yin soul.

The Yang spirit is powerful but cannot last, while the Yin spirit lasts longer but is not as powerful as the Yang spirit.

Then the spirit quickly vanished.

But they didn't escape far.

He suddenly realized that both the Taiyin Ghost and the Demon Slayer Commander were only third-rank officials, while the remaining dozen or so Demon Slayers were only second-rank officials who possessed magical treasures.

This sudden discovery left him with a feeling of both surprise and realization.

Since he got together with Miss Lu, he has seen top-tier experts all the way. He has almost forgotten what this world was originally like. He even has the illusion that there are many powerful people in this world.

You should know that two years ago, he was already able to suppress an entire prefecture and deal with most of the demons, even as a second-rank general.

Tianyouzi, who was sent to the incense world by Zixia Temple, was only at the third rank.

He only realized how terrifying this world was after seeing General Qin, Elder Lan Yu, Granny Qin, and Ruan Qingzhu along the way. However, these people were already powerful figures.

In fact, the world is the same as before.

He was improving at an astonishing pace, and although the world was also improving rapidly, it couldn't keep up with his progress.

He instantly vanished into the shadows of a distant sand dune.
He temporarily became a spectator.

Watching those first and second-rank demons in the desert being buried one by one in the sand dunes, and then being knocked unconscious and dragged out by the Demon Slayer Division, while the ghostly corpse horses that had disappeared before reappeared.

However, this time they appeared in a different form, no longer looking sinister, but instead transformed into white horses.

The white horse was covered in a layer of dragon-like energy, as if it were gilded.

The Demon Slayers tossed the unconscious demons onto the white horse like cargo, and the white horse vanished instantly.

"These demons probably never imagined that they have a demon station, while we have a celestial master station. Their arrival here is just a rumor we spread, waiting for them to walk right into our trap."

"These demons have invaded our land, so let us use their blood to nurture even more powerful beings!"

"Our Demon Slayer Division will surely grow stronger and stronger, and wipe out all the demons in Leizhou!"

The members of the White Five Pythons Demon Slayer Division worked while exchanging words, their faces filled with resentment.

Ning Xuan kept dozing off while watching.

It seems that the ordinary members of the Demon Slayer Division, like the local exorcists, were kept in the dark and still know nothing even now.

They thought it was the rumors they spread that brought these demons here, but they didn't know that the Shanmo Cult was also involved. Otherwise, why would so many demons have come?

You can't get anything from these little guys either.

The ghost Ning Xuan lay in the shadows.

At this moment, what was happening in the desert was not dangerous to him, and he continued to wait quietly.

People who enjoy fishing are always patient.

Wow!! Wow!!!

A dangerous cry suddenly shattered the stillness of the night.

Lu Xuezhi, who was sleeping, was suddenly startled awake. She touched the mat under Xiao Xuanxue's buttocks and found it was soaked with water, and a stream of warm water was hitting her fingers.

"cluck"

Whether the baby girl realized her prank or not, she started crying and then suddenly burst into joyful laughter.

Yang Hun Ningxuan opened his eyes in the darkness and took a new diaper from the side to change it.

This diaper pad wasn't like the "diapers" from his previous life. It was made of soft cotton cloth cut into a rectangle, folded, and placed under the baby's bottom. It was changed promptly after it became wet.

After changing him, he wrapped Xiao Xuanxue up and carried him to the ceramic chamber pot to urinate.

Lu Xuezhi washed her hands and then said helplessly, "She cried and fussed for breast milk before going to bed, but I didn't expect her to suddenly pee after drinking it. It's only the third watch now, but usually it's the fourth watch. I always wake up earlier to help her pee."

She sat on the edge of the bed, her long, snow-white legs together.

Those killer legs have now softened in shape, exuding the quiet virtue of a beautiful woman.

After Ning Xuan finished changing his daughter's diaper, he held her, rocking her gently, and hummed a tune himself, mimicking Lu Xuezhi's usual humming.
His humming wasn't pleasant, but it wasn't unpleasant either.

Xiao Xuanxue sucked her fingers and listened for a while. She felt drowsy and it would be hard to get rid of the sound if she didn't fall asleep. So she tilted her head, pressed her chubby cheek to one side, and fell asleep.

The couple quieted down and tiptoed into the bedding, carefully covering the baby girl up.

Hearing the baby girl's even breathing, Lu Xuezhi chuckled and gently punched the man's chest with her fist, saying, "What are you humming about?"

Ning Xuan smiled.

Lu Xuezhi murmured softly, "It feels like my previous life as a general was a dream. The killing, the demons, the martial world, and the desert were all like a dream. Now that I've woken up from the dream, this is real life."

The teacher and the wet nurse have arrived.

And then there's Mother. She'll be back in less than four years, by which time Xuanxue will be six years old.

Do you think Mother might like Xuanxue?

Ning Xuan said, "Yes, I will."

Lu Xuezhi then asked, "Did you suddenly feel relieved?"

Ning Xuan smiled and said, "Yes."

The night grew quiet
At dawn, the desert was greeted by the rising sun.

The frost has dissipated
The people from the Demon Slayer Division stretched, while the hundreds of demons who had arrived the previous night had all been carried away by the pure white corpse horses.

"That's a wrap. This is the last batch for today. The demon station here has been completely eradicated by the Celestial Master. Let's move on to the next one!"

The Demon Slayer Commander waved his hand cheerfully and led a group of demon slayers quickly eastward.

Their figures faded and disappeared into the sandstorm.

Ning Xuan glanced in the direction of the oasis.

The Five Poisons Sect members, still enveloped by the giant spider's yang soul, have not yet emerged.

Caution is a natural reaction.

He could roughly guess what happened after they parted that day.

He faced the pursuit of demons and the Elder Blue Rain. Meanwhile, the members of the Five Poisons Sect faced the village chief who had surrendered, the demon followers of the Five Poisons Sect, the Mysterious Hidden Fox, the demons of the Mountain Demon Sect, and even Qin Shanjun.

Ultimately, the Five Poisons Sect members formed a standoff with the outside world after Granny Hantan unleashed this array-like Yang Soul formation, preventing the many demons of the Mountain Demon Sect from breaking through, or rather, from breaking through while ensuring the survival of those inside.

Now, with the abandonment of the "Mountain Demon Sect Site" and the retreat of the demons, Granny Hantan and the others seem to have made it through.

But just looking
After all, it's time to harvest a fourth-grade garment that has no further potential for improvement.

Perhaps Ah Sui and the others can leave alive, but what about Granny Hantan?
Ning Xuan didn't think so.

At the very least, if he were a Yin ghost, he wouldn't let such a ripe garment, ready to be harvested, leave.

Three days passed in the blink of an eye.

Ning Xuan, a yang spirit in Xinghe County, patiently fished, which, in the eyes of Elder Lan Yu, was a sign of "stagnation in cultivation, leading to frustration and bitterness."

Ning Xuan waited patiently, his spirit haunting the desert.

The once bustling Yamamo-gu Shrine is now eerily quiet.

Slowly, the enormous spider-like yang soul formation in the distance finally disappeared, transforming into a five-colored jade stone that landed in Granny Hantan's palm, which she quickly put away.

The Five Poisons Sect disciples were extremely weak, their faces filled with resentment, yet they all looked at Granny Hantan, A-Sui, and a person named Han Yao.

Granny Hantan is a mid-stage fourth-grade cultivator whose qi and blood are declining.

Ah Sui and Han Yao, like Qin Shanjun, are both early-stage fourth-rank masters among the younger generation.

Granny Hantan was already in a daze, her face ashen. Forcibly activating her Yang Soul Body had already shortened her lifespan considerably. She was not yet at the end of her life, but she was not far off. At most, she would perish in eight or nine years.

"Grandma, where are we going?" Ah Sui asked, supporting her.

Han Yao looked around warily and said, "We have to get back to the village quickly! Our families are all there!"

Grandma Hantan looked at Ah Sui and asked, "What do you think we should do?"

Ah Sui pondered for a moment and said, "First, go to the nearby camel tribe. If they haven't betrayed us, let them eat and drink their fill and recover. Then, split into two groups. One group will investigate the Five Poisons Sect's inner village. If things go wrong, we'll flee immediately."

"Our Five Poisons Sect isn't the only sect in the Western Regions. Many people are surely watching the situation here at the Mountain Demon Sect as we venture deeper. We might encounter new sects coming to our aid."

Han Yao frowned and said, "Ah Sui, how can you be so heartless? Our families are still in the village."

Grandma Han Tan's old face showed a relieved expression. She glanced at the extremely weak and defeated soldiers behind her and said, "From now on, we'll all listen to A-Sui. Han Yao, you too."

She looked at Han Yao with a kind expression.

The latter sighed deeply, but still nodded, and then said, "Grandma, let's go."

Grandma Hantan gave him a deep look, shook her head, then looked at A-Sui, took out the five-colored jade stone and placed it in his palm, then said, "Let's go."

Han Yao was stunned for a moment.

Ah Sui closed his eyes, gritted his teeth, and said, "Let's go!"

As soon as he left, a group of Five Poisons Sect disciples followed him away in a flurry.

Although they included individuals of the second, third, and fourth ranks, and their overall strength was comparable to that of the current Demon Slaying Division, they were all too weak. They had been maintaining their yang energy output for over a year without eating or drinking, and while they weren't exactly exhausted, they could only exert about 60-70% of their full strength.

Grandma Hantan sat cross-legged in the same spot, under a date palm tree by the oasis lake.

A gentle breeze blew, revealing wrinkles and an aged, drowsy appearance, much like an old woman with a cane leaning on her arm at the village entrance.

This is a respectable old woman, but she is also nearing the end of her life.

In a daze, she saw figures appearing before her eyes. Some of these figures were holding giant spiders under the trees, scaring children. The children screamed in terror, while the figures laughed heartily.
Some, with silver-ringed venomous snakes wrapped around their ankles, stepped into the swamp, where centipedes broke through the water and thrashed about to another spot.
Some were gathered around a bronze cauldron that emitted a strange fragrance, while many poisonous creatures swarmed around the cauldron and began to fight inside.

Some were engaged in combat, their techniques vicious and their poisons difficult to neutralize. Every so often, a figure's face would turn green, but that figure would quickly sit cross-legged to detoxify.
In the distant wind, the faint sound of wind chimes can still be heard.

However, that wasn't a wind chime, but rather a Gu-breeding person from the Five Poisons Sect.

Grandma Hantan's gaze followed the Gu keeper as he ran.

She looked left and right, and suddenly saw the figure of a little boy.

The figure was kneeling in a secluded little house.

Stern shouts could still be heard coming from inside the cabin.

“Although my Five Poisons Sect uses poison, our hearts are not poisonous. You are so young, yet you used poison to kill an entire village. You have such a poisonous heart.”

"I did nothing wrong! Everyone in that village is a thief!"

"But there are children!"

"A thief's child is a thief too. They're like a malignant tumor, only bringing danger to those around them. I killed them. Waaah, Senior Sister, why are you covering my mouth?"

"Release him, Han Yin." The stern voice continued, "You should reflect on your mistakes. If you can't, then you're not suitable for my Five Poisons Sect. Your martial arts are nullified, and you should find another job!"

Granny Hantan looked up at the purple-robed girl named Han Yin.

Her name is Han Yin.

The old man looked up at the girl.

The purple-robed girl's gaze passed right through her and looked into the distance.

Grandma Hantan hurriedly raised her hand to grab it.

With that grab, the hut, the figure, everything was shattered.

The once glorious and prosperous Five Poisons Sect was shattered like a dream under this one grab.

All that remained was that withered, wrinkled arm that stretched out like a tree root.

Granny Hantan suddenly looked into the distance and said, "You evil Taoist! Why aren't you coming out?"

The four words, like thunder, spread far and wide, forming a majestic thunderous sound that even overwhelmed the surrounding wind and sand. The wind in the surrounding books carried the cries of "Still not coming out? Still not coming out?!"

However, the moment Granny Hantan spoke, it was as if she had triggered something.
Suddenly, many black lines appeared on her mouth. The black lines seemed to be grasped by a strange hand, which began to sew back and forth densely, with the stitches going back and forth, forming continuous and tight lines, and in an instant, her mouth was sewn shut.

Next are the eyelids, nostrils, and ears.
Grandma Hantan's face was covered in black stitches, giving her an eerie aura.

Then, black lines began to appear on her arms. The black lines tightened, pulling her arms backward, pressing her arms together tightly and sewing them up.
This is not over yet.

Her legs were also started to be sewn up.

Her arms and legs were started to be sewn up.

Grandma Hantan turned into a ball of black thread.

Then, black lines emerged from beneath the desert, beginning to sew her to the ground.

This power is a curse that only a Taiyin Ghost at the early stage of the fourth rank can possess.

Compared to this silent curse, the ghostly seal that fell from the sky was much more flamboyant and inconvenient.

The attack methods of the Taiyin Ghosts are actually very similar to those of the Celestial Masters, both focusing on "binding and control". Although they can kill enemies across realms, they can only wear them down within the same realm.

Grandma Hantan was then bound.

Her strong vitality meant that even though her whole body was covered in black lines, she was not seriously injured.

She just can't move.

Just then, her withered body suddenly became full, like a dried-up balloon starting to inflate.

As she "inflated," her dry, wrinkled skin began to recover, and her body became incredibly obese and enormous, but she quickly shrank back down.

After several rounds, a strange "giggle giggle" laugh finally filled the air.

A figure in purple robes and black robes appeared from afar, and in a flash, he was beside Granny Hantan.

A woman's shrill scream rang out.

"I advise you not to self-destruct, otherwise I can hardly guarantee whether your escaped descendants will survive."

Grandma Hantan's "swelling and shrinking" subsided.

The figure in purple robes continued, "Han Yin, we've met before, so let's not waste any more words."

You know we're only interested in ready-made clothes that have reached a point of no further improvement, while we let the younger generation grow freely.

Therefore, as long as I am not provoked, I will not take action against your juniors.

Now, shed your physical body and slowly become a part of me.

As he spoke, the figure in purple robes flicked his fingers, and a black line at Granny Hantan's mouth slid down with a "whoosh" and was removed.

As the sliver of light appeared, a wisp of yang energy shot out from it.

The figure in purple robes chuckled mockingly, but her smile froze instantly.

Just because a single black line was missing, all the black lines around Granny Hantan began to expand wildly and burst open.
The withered old woman began to grow taller in an unbelievable way, reaching a height of over two zhang (approximately 6.6 meters), her whole body covered in bulging muscles and a thick beard, while all the closed black lines were completely shattered.

Her aging began to reverse.

Her bark-like face quickly became smooth.

The old woman's appearance changed into that of a woman.

Then she quickly transforms into a teenage girl.

The girl had aged eyes, and four white-gold flame patterns appeared between her brows.

Grandma Han Tan transformed back into Han Yin.

"The Corpse-Stitching Demon".

Han Yin stared coldly at the purple-robed figure before her.

The purple-robed figure, known as the Corpse-Sewing Demon, said: "Mid-stage fourth rank, Yang Soul returns to body, rejuvenation."
With four Yang lines, it seems he cultivates all five poisons, truly worthy of being a disciple of the older generation of the Five Poisons Sect.

But this consumes a huge amount of energy?

You're already like this, why are you still fighting so hard?

All you've done, piece by piece, is ruined my clothes! Don't you care about your descendants?!

Han Yin's face was resolute, her fists clenched, and her jet-black hair flowed in the desert wind.

Her young eyes looked down at the figure opposite her with a disdainful smile, as if mocking the other's ignorance, and then she uttered a resounding sentence: "Better to be a broken jade than a whole tile."

The Corpse-Sewing Ghost said, "As expected of a radical, but not every disciple thinks like you."

Han Yin said disdainfully, "Lan Yu, a disciple of Qian Zhu Ke, is a despicable scoundrel! Even the ancestors of the Nine Netherworlds would spit on his face! How dare they call themselves disciples of the Five Poisons Sect?"

The Corpse-Stitching Demon chuckled, her laughter chilling.

Han Yin moved suddenly.

In a flash, they were in front of the Corpse-Stitching Demon.

The Corpse-Sewing Demon, dressed in a Taoist priest's robe, vanished into the ground in an instant.

However, she only managed to escape to a distance of one mile.

She bumped into a strange golden membrane.

The golden membrane burned fiercely, filled with yang energy.
This made it seem as if the inside and outside were completely isolated.

Anything with excessive yin energy, no matter how deeply it is hidden, cannot pass through!
"The five yangs converge into one, yin and yang return to chaos? You actually know this forbidden technique that leads to mutual destruction?!" The Corpse-Stitching Demon's face was cold, not only cold but also somewhat panicked.

"Forbidden technique?"

Han Yin said, "That's just a forbidden technique in the eyes of you Taiyin ghosts."

I know you're an unkillable monster, but I can send you back to the Taiyin Ghost Realm, back to the third rank, so you can wait and suffer slowly.

Immortality? Ha, having lost everything, isn't that also a kind of reincarnation?
As for mutual destruction, it's simply because I'm not strong enough.

"If I had one more yang line between my brows, sealing you would be more than enough."

above the desert
There is a blazing sun in the sky.

There was also a round one on the ground.

This blazing sun, with a radius of one mile, is filled with yang energy.

The girl no longer spoke, but sat cross-legged in the middle of the blazing sun, which began to shrink.

The Corpse-Sewing Demon fell silent. Her purple robes, once adorned with the robes of a Taoist master, had disintegrated, turning into flesh and blood, and then into a blood mist.

The corpse-stitching demon also revealed its ferocious appearance, billowing black smoke and its face full of resentment.

It let out a sudden howl, and a chilling wind instantly swept through the blazing sun.
From the outside, the blazing sun also changed, becoming half incandescent and half pitch black.

The black and white spheres chased each other, tumbling in mid-air, while the black and white spheres of light rapidly shrank.

Suddenly, the black and white within the sphere of light became slightly unbalanced.
There seems to be too much black.

Then, more and more black appeared.

The corpse-stitching demon chuckled.

Han Yin's face was pale.

She was a mid-stage fourth-rank cultivator, and theoretically, she could have sealed the Taiyin Ghost if she had fought desperately. However, at this moment, not only was her qi and blood depleted, but she had also endured a year of torment, and her yang energy was insufficient to suppress the Corpse-Sealing Ghost.

Within the sphere of light, her figure began to age again.

She lowered her head and let out a self-deprecating laugh.

She had reached her limit and had no other options.

But at that moment, she suddenly felt that the yang energy in the sphere of light had increased, and then she felt a surge of yang energy that suddenly rushed in from the outside.

Han Yin turned around in surprise, looking in the direction of the yang energy. At the same time, a surge of anger rose in her heart, because she instinctively thought that it was either A Sui or Han Yao who had returned.

But the next moment, she was completely stunned.

She met a pair of fiery red eyes, eyes that looked like a doll's.

She recognized that the doll was a pure yang soul.

But whose soul is in human form?
Her gaze followed her thoughts, finally settling on the doll's brow with a speed that seemed to slow down time itself.

Twelve yang lines grow from his eyebrows, like twelve red lotus petals.

In the blink of an eye, as she turned her head, the yang energy within the sphere of light suddenly surged, like a dried-up sea facing a cataclysmic collapse, with the shattered sky unleashing a torrent of water from the Milky Way.

The quantity and quality of that yang energy were terrifyingly high.

Han Yin was even stunned for a moment, her eyes showing intense disbelief, and she unconsciously murmured something.

"The Supreme Ruler, the Unrivaled True Yang in mythology."

Am I dreaming?

She murmured, but the yang energy had been replenished, and her aged body began to rapidly regain its youth.

She even withdrew from the sphere of light, because the yang energy within it was enough to balance the yin energy of the corpse-stitching demon.

Yin and Yang are in balance, and the black and white rotate faster and faster.

The Corpse Demon lay within the ever-shrinking sphere of light, its vengeful eyes fixed intently on the outside, seemingly trying to memorize the two people there. However, when it saw the boy with twelve red lotuses growing from his eyebrows, its eyes froze, as if it had seen a ghost.

Four positive lines are already top-notch.
What are these twelve?
What's so special about that!
It didn't even roar or curse.

hiss hiss hiss hiss hiss hiss
Within the sphere of light, the rotation of Yin and Yang energies became increasingly intense.

It finally transformed from an initial sphere of light into a tiny dot the size of a sesame seed, then into a black dot the size of a mustard seed, and finally vanished without a trace.

A gentle breeze blew by, and the world seemed to undergo some strange change.
An unprecedented change.

Ning Xuan, the ghost who was fishing, suddenly felt a tickle in his palm.
He scratched himself unconsciously.

But then they realized something was wrong.

A small, jet-black scale, about the size of a fingernail, had appeared on his palm at some unknown time, but it was exceptionally conspicuous. The scale could appear or disappear at any moment.

Immediately afterwards, some strange information surfaced in his mind.

Slaying the demon yields dragon energy.

Annihilate Yin and Yang, return to Heaven and Earth, and you will obtain dragon scales.

Dragon energy grants special privileges on this land, such as the ability to burrow underground, survey, move mountains, and even truly move mountains and overturn seas.

Dragon scales can provide protection on this land, allowing one to commit murder and also shield oneself from karmic consequences, the secrets of heaven and earth, or a calamity from the unseen.

'These are... dragon scales?'

'But what does it mean to defy the calamity of chaos and heavenly secrets?'

(End of this chapter)