A heretical cultivator in Bureau 749, I'm the fiercest at pulling out tendons and skinning peop

Qiqi lifted Zhao Lingling high above her head with her two little hands and flew at full speed, hoping to fly faster and farther.

Those moves in the tomb were quite impressive; it seemed like she had the upper hand and was toying with the two monsters.

But Qiqi knew perfectly well what was going on—

It was all thanks to the sneak attack technique taught by my brother, plus those two idiots underestimating their opponents.

If it really came down to a head-on confrontation with these two demons who were actually equivalent to the ninth level of the human Dharma Aspect Realm, her small frame would definitely not be able to win.

What's worse, according to her original plan, one blow to the head should have cracked the big bird's head open and sent it to meet the King of Hell.

Who would have thought that the big bird had a life-saving treasure on its body? It only scratched its skin a little, wobbled a couple of times, and then perked up again.

And here comes the trouble.

"call--!"

A malevolent wind blew behind my head, its sharp, piercing sound cutting through the air.

Qiqi didn't even need to turn around; just by listening to the noise, she knew that the giant bird monster had revealed its true form and was chasing after her.

Looking down, I saw dust billowing on the ground, and that thing that looked like a wolf and a dog was also pawing the ground and chasing after me, its eyes glowing a creepy green in the night.

These two monsters went all out and revealed their true forms—

A giant roc with an astonishing wingspan and feathers that gleam with a metallic sheen, and a strange black wolf with a shoulder height of over ten meters, protruding fangs, and a pair of bizarre fleshy wings on its back.

Unlike human cultivators who guide the true spirits of immortals and gods to their spiritual palaces and condense their Dharma forms, many demons prefer to cultivate their own true form.

This depends entirely on how well you were born.

If one's ancestors were wealthy and their bloodline was powerful, then their true form is no less than the Dharma form condensed by true spirits.

If your ancestors weren't particularly distinguished, then you'll just have to wait it out. Maybe in the end you'll just be a big noob.

Clearly, both the one flying in the sky and the one running on the ground had wealthy ancestors.

"You little bitch! Die!"

The giant roc that Jin Yu transformed into let out a fierce cry, its huge claws tearing through the air with a foul stench, and it mercilessly grabbed at Qi Qi and Zhao Lingling in mid-air!

In his eyes, whether Zhao Lingling, the spirit of medicine, lived or died was no longer important.

When it comes to alchemy, the main thing is that the ingredients are fresh. Whether they are dead or alive doesn't make much difference. If they are rotten, you can chop them up and use them as well.

Once caught, crush it into mincemeat and see how this little zombie can be saved!

"!"

Qi Qi's usually bewildered gaze suddenly froze.

"Buzz—!"

Behind her, the void rippled, and a figure dressed in pale mourning clothes, wearing a tall hat, and with a gloomy face suddenly appeared!

The form of White Impermanence!

As soon as the Dharma form took shape, the tattered mourning staff in its hand was raised high, carrying an eerie and ghostly aura, and smashed down towards Jin Yu's head.

"Hmph! A mere trick!"

Jin Yu snorted coldly, his giant claw neither dodging nor avoiding, but firmly grasped the slamming mourning stick, making a "crunching" sound that made one's teeth ache.

A hint of mockery flashed in his bird-like eyes, and he shouted at the ground in his hoarse voice:

"Brother! This little brat can't even merge her Dharma form with her own! She's just a show-off! I've got her cornered! Go and snatch the Medicine Spirit back!"

He felt he had the "weak" Dharma form firmly under his control and victory was assured.

On the ground, the Wolf Warrior, who was sprinting after the enemy, nearly stumbled upon hearing this and burst into a tirade of curses:

"Screw you! What the hell are you clinging to?! That little girl has already carried someone two miles away! Are you blind?!"

"what?"

Jin Yu was stunned, his bird-like face blank with disbelief.

He then took a closer look—

you do not say!

Ahead, Qiqi was holding Zhao Lingling, her little legs kicking happily, and she slipped out quite a distance.

The White Impermanence form, still struggling against its own claws, is standing there, waving its mourning stick and striking earnestly.

But Qiqi herself isn't here at all!

What the hell is going on here?

Is Faxiang still able to stay behind and fight with others?

I've never heard of Faxiang having an "autopilot" function!

"Hold!"

Enraged, Zhanlang roared again, his fleshy wings flapping violently behind him, and his four claws slamming into the ground—

"boom!"

His massive body was propelled into the air by the force of the impact. Although he could not soar freely like Jin Yu, he was more than capable of short-distance gliding and swooping attacks.

Like a cannonball fired from a gun, it carried a foul stench and hurtled straight toward Qi Qi and Zhao Lingling, who were "unprepared" in mid-air. Its gaping maw was already open, and foul-smelling saliva was flying out.

He was about to swallow the two little girls whole—

"Whoosh—Snap!!!"

A pitch-black, cold chain with a menacing barb at the front, like a venomous snake that had been lying in wait, suddenly lashed out from the side and struck the open mouth of the Wolf Warrior squarely!

"Awooo—!!"

A mournful wolf howl rang out, and several bloody fangs, mixed with saliva, were spat out.

His massive body was whipped through the air by the chain, nearly causing him to fall straight down.

With his mouth full of blood and feeling dizzy, Zhan Lang barely managed to steady himself. Enduring the excruciating pain, he stared wide-eyed, filled with horror and bewilderment, in the direction from which the attack had come.

Higher up in the sky, another dark figure stood silently.

The form of Black Impermanence!

The soul-snatching rope in his hand was snapping loudly, producing a series of ear-piercing sonic booms, and the tip of the chain was still stained with blood from his mouth.

Zhanlang stiffly turned his neck to look at the figure of Bai Wuchang, who was playing a lively game of "ping-pong" with his second brother Jin Yu in the distance behind him.

He turned back to look at the Black Impermanence statue in front of him, which had just had several of his teeth removed and was exuding a sinister aura.

Finally, take one last look at the retreating figure of the little zombie running further and further away without ever turning its head...

Wolf Warrior was completely dumbfounded; his mind was a complete mess.

"What... what the hell is going on?!"

Although he himself did not cultivate the human Dharma forms, he still understood basic common sense—

One person can only condense one Dharma form!

This is an ironclad rule! Just like monogamy.

If you dare to "keep a mistress" in your spirit palace and create a second Dharma form, the immortals and true spirits that your spirit palace attracts can directly turn your spiritual sea upside down and ruin you!

But what is this in front of us?

White Impermanence? Black Impermanence? Or is it a "black and white" deluxe set meal?

Even more outrageous is that these two Dharma forms can actually stay behind and fight on their own? Without any control from their master?

Is this some kind of Dharma Form, or some kind of Pokémon that can battle automatically?!

Regarding the absurd situation of Qi Qi having "two Dharma forms in one person" plus "Dharma form entrusted to someone," Ji Zuodao and his three masters spent several days studying Qi Qi during the New Year, marveling at it and almost dropping their jaws in astonishment.

Finally, the three masters slapped their thighs and concluded: This thing is a bug!

There's nothing strange about it.

After all, the current cultivation system is completely different from the path of refining essence into qi, refining qi into spirit, refining spirit into emptiness, and refining emptiness into the Dao that was used in the Eastern Han Dynasty for internal alchemy.

The current cultivation system was created by Qi practitioners during the Ming Dynasty to cope with the drastic changes in the spiritual environment after the "severance of the connection between heaven and earth," and it has a history of only about six hundred years.

For a cultivation path that requires constant improvement, trial and error, and correction, over six hundred years is not much different from a newly released beta version of software.

It's normal to have more bugs!

Just like Ji Zuodao, who is still in the Dharma Aspect Realm, some skill icons that should only be mastered by the Divine Power Realm have inexplicably lit up ahead of time...

Where can I go to seek justice?

Therefore, it's perfectly normal for Zhanlang and Jinyu, these two "ordinary players," to feel their worldview collapsing when they encounter a player like Qiqi who "got stuck in a system bug."