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

Li Qing was looking down at the lock on the magic sword box.

Hearing the noise, he looked up at my slightly strange forehead-slapping gesture and casually asked:

"What's wrong, Lao Chen? Did you leave something in the car?"

I switched the alloy case to my other hand, shook my head, and replied:

"It's nothing. I just suddenly remembered a minor issue. We'll deal with it tomorrow after I wake up."

Although Li Qing is usually a chatterbox, he never pries into such trivial details.

Hearing what I said, he didn't ask any more questions. Holding the long wooden box in one hand, he used his other hand to pat my shoulder twice firmly, grinning as he said:

"Okay, it's alright. Let's go then."

It was already past 8:30 p.m., and most of the shops on the old street had already closed.

Only a few dim streetlights dutifully shone, casting our elongated shadows onto the uneven cobblestone path.

We walked side by side toward Tingyuxuan.

Having experienced a series of life-or-death confrontations during the day, I now stroll along this quiet and peaceful street.

Hearing the occasional bark of a dog in the distance, I felt a sense of peace and tranquility, as if my feet were firmly on the ground.

Before long, we arrived at the antique-style facade of Tingyuxuan Teahouse.

I pushed open the half-closed side door and went up the wooden staircase to the third floor.

The hall was quiet, with the faint aroma of tea left by guests during the day still lingering in the air.

"I'm going back to my room to examine this sword. I've ruined it today, so you should get some rest too."

Li Qing greeted me from the living room, then eagerly grabbed the box and went into his room.

I nodded, pushed open the door to my room, and locked it from the inside.

After entering the room, I pressed the switch on the wall, and soft ceiling light filled the entire room.

I walked to the bedside, took off the guitar bag from my back, and placed it, along with the heavy alloy suitcase, neatly against the wall next to the table in the corner.

Turning around, my gaze naturally fell on the table not far away.

There sat quietly a jade box with a fine texture.

Next to the jade box was the exquisitely carved purple wood spirit box.

These two were quietly staying in their own containers, not making a fuss at all.

After confirming that they were alright, I took a clean change of clothes from the closet and went into the bathroom.

I turned on the shower, and warm water immediately poured down, washing over my body.

Before long, the mixed smells from those places stained with blood and karma, as well as the fine beads of sweat remaining on his forehead, were all washed away.

Amidst the rising steam, I looked at myself in the mirror.

The water flow washed over my left and right arms and the skin below my chest.

The mysterious patterns, like fine black lines, left by the "Sewing Technique" were faintly visible.

I showered for more than ten minutes before turning off the shower, drying myself with a towel, putting on a loose and comfortable cotton pajama set, and walking out of the bathroom.

It was late at night, and the streets outside the window were completely quiet.

I walked to the corner, squatted down, and opened the alloy briefcase with a "click".

Inside the box, besides the two top-grade forging materials that emitted a cold, eerie light, the two special-grade Xuan Yin Sha Crystals also lay there quietly.

I reached out my right hand and took one out of the box.

This Xuan Yin Sha Crystal is entirely a deep, inky black.

The moment it touched my skin, a pure, chilling aura shot straight into my pores from my fingertips.

The Yin energy contained in this thing is so pure it's outrageous; it can be said to be an invaluable tonic for our lineage of corpse sculptors.

Afterwards, I reattached the alloy box, took the Xuan Yin Sha Crystal, walked to the bed, and sat down cross-legged.

After taking a deep breath, I cleared my mind of all distractions and slowly closed my eyes.

With a thought, the mysterious, cool aura deep between my brows seemed to be summoned by something.

Like ripples spreading across a calm lake, it slowly flowed through my mind.

It was like an indestructible shield, erected in my mind, firmly protecting my mental clarity.

With the cool aura supporting me, I no longer hesitated. I clasped my hands together and held the Xuan Yin Sha Crystal firmly in my palm.

Next, he directly activated the internal energy circulation method within his body.

"boom!"

As soon as the technique was activated, the vast and pure energy within the Xuan Yin Sha Crystal surged forth like a flood bursting its banks.

It surged violently into the meridians of my arms through the Laogong acupoint in my palm.

If this had happened before I reached the Core Formation stage, facing such a violent surge of Yin energy, my meridians would have definitely felt a tearing, throbbing pain.

But now it's different.

Now I have not only formed the Demon Core, but I have also undergone several enhancements to my physical body and meridians through the Dragon Soul's gift and the Self-Sewing Technique.

Although the violent energy inside the evil crystal was surging, it became like a gentle stream after flowing into my meridians.

Guided by the exercise, this pure external energy flowed rapidly through my meridians, constantly being purified and compressed, eventually transforming into drops of liquid.

My consciousness looked inward into my body.

At this moment, the malevolent energy surging through my meridians is no longer the ethereal and intangible energy it once was.

They exhibit a heavy, viscous texture, like mercury, and with each flow, they wash over the inner walls of the meridians with a powerful force.

Within this dark, mercury-like inner energy, there was also a faint, warm, jade-like hue.

The mercury-like malevolent energy flowed down the body's energy channels, eventually converging into the depths of my dantian, like rivers flowing into the sea.

There, a perfectly round elixir was slowly rotating with a mysterious and steady rhythm.

As the newly absorbed Yin energy continued to be injected, the speed at which the Sha Dan rotated increased slightly.

On the surface of that evil pill, a faint yet pure golden light began to flicker intermittently.

I sat quietly cross-legged on the bed.

The room was quiet, with only my long, steady breathing echoing softly in the air.

The pure energy within the Xuan Yin Sha Crystal is being peeled away bit by bit by me, transforming into the foundation of my own strength.

A cool aura lingered between his brows, protecting him; a mercury-colored aura of malevolence flowed ceaselessly; and a golden dragon's might suppressed his dantian.

In this late-night meditation, all the fatigue of the day is swept away.

Instead, there is a wonderful sense of satisfaction from being able to clearly perceive that one's own strength is being gradually solidified and strengthened.