After being jilted by the saintess at the beginning, why is she crying?

After thousands or even tens of thousands of years of yin energy and the invasion of evil energy in the abyss, they have long since evolved into muddled corpse puppets that only instinctively hate all living beings.

They are especially sensitive to your pure yang energy.

Lin Fengmian looked in the direction she was pointing.

Through the translucent gray river water, several burly black shadows could be vaguely seen.

They lay motionless at the bottom of the river, seemingly asleep. Yet the aura of death emanating from them sent chills down one's spine and made one's heart tremble.

Wen Rushuang said softly:

"I possess a magical artifact called the Bone Boat, which I specially sought out."

While it can safely isolate us from the river and carry us across, it cannot isolate the scent emanating from us.

If we disturb even one of the corpse puppets, we will all perish without a burial place.

She turned to look at Lin Fengmian.

At this moment, there was no frivolity or allure in those beautiful eyes, only a rare seriousness.

"Regarding the crossing of the river, I urge Young Master Lin to completely trust me. I will use a secret technique to completely conceal our presence and simulate the aura of the nearby Xuan Yin Qi."

"Please, young master, conceal your aura. Otherwise, we will become two souls lost in this river."

She paused, her red lips parted slightly, and uttered the last word:

"Now, it's not too late for Young Master Lin to regret it. I won't force you. But once you're on the ship, there will be no turning back."

Lin Fengmian gazed at the Xuan Yin corpse puppets that had sunk to the bottom of the river, his heart burning with passion.

"Damn it, isn't this the perfect body that old bastard Li Yangwei has been dreaming of?"

"In life, he was a powerful human, and after death, he was repeatedly tempered by the Xuan Yin Qi and Yin Soul Qi."

If that old man knew, he would be driven mad with excitement.

"Then I'll seize the opportunity to extort a few more Heaven-Rank cultivation techniques, top-grade pills, and ancient inheritances. Wouldn't that be a piece of cake?"

"Moreover, if refined using secret methods, these two corpse puppets will become loyal henchmen. If my subordinates become stronger, I will naturally not suffer any losses."

Thinking of this, he turned to look at Wen Rushuang beside him, whose expression was unusually serious, and immediately grinned:

"Since you're already here, Madam Rushuang, please."

Wen Rushuang stared at the dark, lifeless waters of the river, then glanced at the several chilling shadows of the corpse puppets beneath the surface. She took a deep breath, her heart pounding in her chest.

According to her teachings, this water is so dangerous that touching it will cause one's soul to be scattered and one's body to dissolve, making it even more dangerous than those corpse puppets.

She held Lin Fengmian's arm tightly with one hand, using his pure yang essence to resist the cold, while her slender fingers flew with her other hand, summoning a pale white bone boat magic weapon.

The bone boat wasn't big; it could just fit two people if you squeezed in.

"Young Master Lin, please come aboard with me."

Wen Rushuang whispered something and pulled Lin Fengmian onto the bone boat.

The two were crammed into a small space, their bodies almost touching, their breaths audible, creating a subtle atmosphere.

As Lin Fengmian felt the warm, full touch beside him, he couldn't help but feel a surge of desire.

But with danger looming, he could only force himself to suppress his distracting thoughts and focus his attention on the river.

The bone boat, without oars, moved automatically and slowly into the River of the Underworld.

The moment it touched the river water, the runes on the surface of the bone boat glowed with an eerie light, resisting the terrifying corrosive force, and emitting a faint hissing sound that sent chills down one's spine.

Looking at the viscous, lifeless river water around him, Lin Fengmian had another bold idea pop into his head.

This Yin-Yang Water contains extremely Yin power. If one could collect some of it and combine it with one's own pure Yang origin to temper the body with Yin and Yang, wouldn't the effect be phenomenal?

Therefore, he not only wanted the Yinming Corpse Puppet, but also wanted to collect some Yinming Water.

As he pondered this, Lin Fengmian's fingers twitched slightly, and a wisp of spiritual energy quietly reached out, attempting to draw up some river water.

"Young Master Lin, you mustn't!"

Wen Rushuang sensed it instantly and immediately spoke up to stop them, her tone tinged with lingering fear:

"This water can dissolve everything; nothing can endure it! Spiritual power, magical artifacts, and physical bodies will crumble upon contact! Never attempt to use it!"

Seeing how frightened she was, Lin Fengmian had no choice but to reluctantly stop, replying verbally:

"Okay, okay, I won't try."

But that thought in my mind didn't die out.

He quietly immersed his mind in the space of the jade pendant, and with a thought, he directly created an isolated corner deep within the Frozen Cave.

Then, divine sense, like an invisible straw, secretly manipulated the space of the jade pendant, drawing water from the Yinming River at the stern of the ship and flowing it all into that isolated corner.

Not too much, not too little, just enough to form a small pond.

After finishing that, Lin Fengmian's gaze fell on the two imposing Yinming Corpse Puppets floating side by side underwater.

This is great stuff!

The perfect physical body that old ghost Li Yangwei has been dreaming of finding!

He moved his mind again, and the spatial power of the jade pendant quietly enveloped the area.

Receive!

The two enormous shadowy figures of the Netherworld Corpse Puppet vanished from the bottom of the river in an instant.

As soon as they entered the jade pendant space, the two corpse puppets seemed to be disturbed, their ferocity suddenly erupting, and their lifeless bodies began to struggle violently.

But the next moment, the entire jade pendant space trembled slightly, and an indescribable, vast power descended instantly.

The two ferocious corpse puppets froze instantly, as if all their power had been drained, and turned straight into two pieces of wood, which Lin Fengmian casually tossed into the Yinming Pond he had just acquired.

The whole process was lightning fast, completely unnoticed.

But just as the corpse puppet disappeared—

"wrong!"

As if sensing something, Wen Rushuang's delicate body trembled violently, and her hand holding Lin Fengmian's arm tightened instantly.

Then, her pretty face turned deathly pale, and she stared intently at the water surface where the corpse puppet had just been, her voice trembling:

"Water...the underwater corpse puppets! The two largest corpse puppets...they've suddenly disappeared! Are they...are they awake?! Are they sneaking up on us?!"

Lin Fengmian's heart skipped a beat, but he forced a calm expression, gently patted her cold hand, and chuckled dryly.

"Ahem... Calm down, calm down. Maybe the river is too dark and you're seeing things? Or maybe they've all sunk?"

Wen Rushuang shook her head, her lips pale:

"Impossible. I sensed it using a secret technique. The aura of those two corpse puppets was still there just now, and then they vanished into thin air... If they had truly awakened, they would not have remained completely silent."

The more she thought about it, the more frightened she became. Her gaze swept across the dark water like a knife, the eerie light emanating from the bone boat runes reflecting on her face, making her pretty face appear even paler.

It was as if it had never existed.

Upon hearing Lin Fengmian's reply, Wen Rushuang's breathing quickened instantly, her full breasts heaving uncontrollably. The curves outlined beneath her thin clothes trembled with each breath, a truly astonishing sight.

Her beautiful eyes scanned the viscous river water around her with some tension, her whole body tensing up as if facing a formidable enemy.