What do you mean by saying that the corpses I sew are all ominous creatures?

The liquid evil energy within the body was originally like a calm, stagnant pool of water. However, as the cultivation technique was activated, ripples began to appear on the surface of the pool, which gradually formed a vortex.

I reached out and grasped the Xuan Yin Sha Crystal in my palm.

The moment I got my hands on this evil crystal, it felt completely different from the last one.

The moment you touch it, you feel extreme cold.

The feeling was like holding a piece of ice that had never melted in millennia, the cold air rushing through the Laogong acupoint in my palm and forcefully crashing into my meridians.

"hiss--"

I gasped in pain and clenched my teeth.

Li Qing's feeling was correct; these malevolent energies were extremely violent, like a herd of wild horses running rampant through my meridians.

The meridians that had been widened were now stretched so much that they ached slightly, as if they might burst at any moment.

I endured the excruciating pain and guided this external evil energy into the Great Circulation.

Gradually, I got into the zone, and the pain was gradually ignored.

Meanwhile, the vortex of liquid malevolent energy within my body spun faster and faster, crushing and assimilating the black energy that had intruded into it.

Time slips away, bit by bit.

The temperature inside the room dropped to freezing point, and a thin layer of frost even formed on the windowpane.

I could feel that with the injection of the evil crystal energy, the liquid evil energy in my dantian was undergoing a qualitative change.

What was originally a liquid like water has become increasingly viscous.

With each cycle of circulation, I can hear faint groans emanating from my meridians.

The cool sensation between my eyebrows played a huge role at this moment.

Whenever I am in pain and my mind is unstable, and my evil aura is about to get out of control, that chill will suddenly spread.

It was like a bucket of cold water being poured over my heart, instantly bringing me back to my senses.

I know this is the most crucial moment.

I guided all the evil energy, launching an attack on the last few acupoints in the meridians that were not yet fully stable.

It was a kind of pain similar to being torn apart and then reassembled.

I felt like a piece of raw iron being repeatedly forged on an anvil, each impact of malevolent energy like a heavy hammer blow.

The sweat that had just seeped out of my skin froze into ice crystals, which clung to my eyebrows and hair.

I don't know how much time passed, but I suddenly loosened my grip on the evil crystal.

The once-dark crystal had now turned into a pile of grayish-white powder, which was falling through my fingers.

The roaring sound inside my body suddenly stopped.

Instead, there was an unprecedented sense of fullness.

I opened my eyes, a dark glint flashing in them.

I tried raising my left hand and gently clenching my fist.

The sound of "crackling" rang out; it was the crackling of bones under the nourishment of abundant malevolent energy.

I could feel that the evil energy within my body was no longer a simple condensed liquid, but had become as heavy and viscous as mercury.

The energy contained in each drop of malevolent energy was several times stronger than before.

If the previous malevolent energy was a stream, then now it is a bottomless pool of ink.

I tried to use the technique of controlling qi.

The black bone needle that was placed close to my body sensed my call, emitted a slight buzzing sound, and flew out of my clothes with a "whoosh".

It drew an arc in the air at an astonishing speed.

With a thought, the bone needles instantly darted through the room, leaving behind afterimages.

And I could feel that a range of ten meters was no longer my limit.

I withdrew the bone needle and exhaled a long breath.

"Phew... at least I've gained something."

I wiped the ice crystals off my face, checked my watch, and it was already five in the morning.

Although I didn't sleep all night and went through inhuman suffering, my mental state is now ridiculously good.

My five senses have become more acute; I can even hear the sound of stray cats stepping on fallen leaves downstairs and smell the faint fragrance of earth in the air.

This feeling of control is truly captivating.

I stood up and stretched my somewhat stiff body.

I walked to the window and pulled the curtain open a crack.

The sky outside was already beginning to lighten, but the streets of Jiangcheng remained quiet.

I know that the improvement this evil crystal brought me was not just in the quantity of my internal energy, but also a qualitative leap.

If I were to encounter a tough opponent like General Zuo again, I could hold my own against him head-on without resorting to forbidden techniques.

I looked down at my left hand.

When the malevolent energy was activated, the black patterns left by the self-sewing technique seemed to deepen, exuding a chilling ferocity.

"Grandpa, back when you were in the Northeast, did you also silently grow stronger alone in the dead of night, just like me?"

I murmured something softly.

The snake-skin brocade that Chang Tianqing gave me is still on the table.

Although the journey beyond the Great Wall is still far off, I know that moment will come sooner or later.

Before that, I need to make myself as strong as possible.

After taking a quick hot shower, I changed into a clean set of clothes.

Then I cleaned the grayish-white powder off the table and finally wiped the lancet clean again.

I have to go to work at the funeral home today.

Life must go on. Although the work of an embalmer is ordinary, it is the best window through which I come into contact with both the living and the dead.

It is also the place where I collect evil energy and hone my mind.

Before leaving, I sent Li Qing a text message: "Breakthrough! Everything's fine. I'll treat you to hot pot tonight."

A moment later, an angry emoji replied: "You woke me up so early in the morning, you just wait, I'll make you pay tonight!"

I smiled, put away my phone, and pushed open the door to step into the soft morning light.

The breakfast stalls by the roadside were already steaming. I bought two meat buns and a bag of soy milk and ate them as I walked.

The Jiangcheng Funeral Home was shrouded in a thin layer of morning mist in the early morning, and the air was filled with the smell of decaying grass and wood and the unique acrid smell of the incinerator.

When I parked my car and stepped through the gate, Grandpa Qin was huddled in the guard room, holding a steaming enamel mug in his hands.

When he saw me come in, his cloudy eyes lit up, and he greeted me with a smile, "Little Chen, you're here early today. You look so energetic, you must have slept well last night?"

I tossed the remaining half-bag of soy milk into the trash can and smiled gently: "Not bad, Uncle Qin. Get some fresh air in the morning."

Actually, it wasn't that I slept well; rather, after the breakthrough, the murderous aura within my body was so thick and heavy that it made my five senses excessively acute.

I could hear the deep, rhythmic beating of Grandpa Qin's heart, and I could also smell the lingering scent of his tobacco.

I walked into the cosmetic surgery room, changed into the white coat, and put on a mask and gloves.

This cold, quiet environment actually made me feel at ease.

There wasn't much work today; only two routine mortuary cosmetic procedures were performed this morning.

The first person was an elderly woman who had died from illness. Her face was withered, and her skin had become shrunken due to long-term chemotherapy.

In the eyes of the Corpse Stitchers, every corpse is the end of a story.

I slowly fiddled with the needle and thread, but in my mind I was reviewing the details of last night's breakthrough.