A bizarre resurgence begins with a pact made by a weasel.

The mandrill spoke faster and faster.

The more I talked, the happier I felt.

Seeing Xie Qing's cold expression, it felt fear, but ultimately couldn't suppress the mockery and joy in its heart, so it added insult to injury:

"Xie Lan shaved off her bones before stuffing her into the coffin."

"Xie Lan specifically chose this burial plot."

"He said, he said..."

The mandrill glanced at Xie Qing, looking like it wanted to say something but dared not.

Xie Qing turned his head and sneered:

"What did he say?"

"He said that the young master's mother was of extraordinary nobility and had an unusual destiny, which is why he had to exploit her to the extreme."

"This pool is like a pot, gathering evil spirits and bad luck that pour in from all directions. Xie Lan calls it 'wok soup,' and the coffin is like batter. Your mother was coated in batter and then put into this pot of oil to be fried and boiled."

"Let's fry her fate into a delicious dish to go with our drinks."

The mandrill continued talking...

I couldn't help but think of that man in blue.

At that moment, he was holding himself, enjoying the bloodied man's wails together.

He asked with a smile:

"Mei Yao?"

At that time, I had just become a spirit and didn't know how to answer, so I just listened quietly as Xie Lan continued:

"The fall of a noble person is the most beautiful sight."

"This lament is both a dirge for the end times and a cry for the new age!"

"It is because she fell that we have the opportunity to climb upwards."

The so-called opportunity might just be that one piece of red dragon fungus.

Xie Qing's face was ashen.

To be so cruel to someone you've been intimate with—that's truly the heart of a demon.

Looking at the setup—fried oil pans and batter—this must be what hell looks like.

Xie Qing looked at Lingzhi. He asked himself if he was a completely good person, but he could never do such a cruel and inhuman thing.

"So, she just wailed like that for twenty years?"

The cold tone made the mandrill shiver.

After a torrent of hatred poured out in his words, pain and fear once again took over, and he offered a fawning explanation:

"This is for your own good."

"The longer she struggles, the more potent the effects of the Ganoderma lucidum will be, and the greater your chance of becoming a superior person."

"You can feed her?"

"Yes, yes, yes!"

The mandrill quickly claimed credit:

"It was I who watered her with my blood every day, young master, this is what I..."

"Cut off its limbs."

"promise!"

Zheng Lun suspended the mandrill in mid-air with bronze chains, and amidst its screams and pleas for mercy, severed its remaining limbs. Xie Qing, meanwhile, stepped onto the bronze chains and slowly walked towards the head that had emerged from the coffin.

As the distance gets closer,

Boom boom boom!

Boom boom boom!

My heart started beating faster and faster.

The blood-red patterns on the Ganoderma lucidum became even more prominent, as if streaks of blood were flowing across the cap.

In the crimson glow, the oval face actually began to turn slightly; she was still alive.

She looked quietly at Xie Qing and let out a tired, soft sigh.

She is so tired.

perhaps,

In my early years, I experienced both hatred and pain.

But at this moment,

All that's left is numbness.

She's a complete idiot!

The endless torment stripped away what little emotion she had left. Twenty years had passed; even the most blood and tears would have dried up. Or perhaps all that hatred and pain had transformed into a red dragon mushroom, rendering her unable to cry out again.

Xie Qing's cheeks twitched, and she couldn't help but shed tears.

This is a connection between bloodlines, and also the last remnant of the original body.

【Ding! 】

[Mission activated - Rescue this poor creature, grant her complete release, and let her soul return to the land.]

[System Reward: Unique Skill - Marrow-Penetrating Silk E-, uses hair to penetrate the marrow, locking the tendons and bones; this is a method of imprisoning and restraining people.]

[System Reward: Formation - Burning Lamp Formation E+, a formation made up of sixteen mermaid corpses. The mermaid corpse lamps spew corpse flames that can burn flesh and defile the soul.]

Xie Qing finally reached the coffin. He reached out and grasped the Crimson Dragon Fungus. This spiritual object looked bloody and eerie, but it felt like jade to the touch. Xie Qing lifted it slightly, and the coffin immediately began to tremble gently. Dozens of bronze chains swayed and swayed, causing the entire cavern to shake.

"Young Master, ouch! That's not how you pull out this treasure!!!"

The mandrill screamed repeatedly.

"Young Master, dripping your blood into the mouths of those mermaids will activate the formation set up by Xie Lan—the Burning Lamp Formation. This formation will burn the monster to death completely, and only then can the Lingzhi be pulled out..."

"That Ganoderma lucidum is a seal!!"

As Xie Qing exerted more and more force, the cave shook more and more violently.

The mandrill became increasingly terrified:

"Young master, she's not your mother, she's a monster!!!"

The resentment she has accumulated over the years will transform her into the most terrifying vengeful ghost.

By then,

None of those present can escape.

This was also Xie Lan's original intention in setting up the formation.

Xie Qing found it all absurd and laughable.

original,

Xie Lan is also afraid.

He knew how cruel his methods were. He wasn't afraid of people, but he was afraid of vengeful ghosts claiming his life.

Even though they were in contact with this poor woman every day, they couldn't see her condition. She was already exhausted, had already burned out, and just wanted to be free.

Or perhaps they knew, but simply didn't believe that the evil they had committed would so easily disappear.

Xie Qing slowly pulled the Ganoderma lucidum from between his throat and tongue.

Hehehehehe!

Amid the woman's heavy breathing, strips of crimson roots peeled away from the inside, trembling slightly like nerves.

Click!

Click, click!

The red dragon fungus gradually detached, and the coffin gradually cracked.

More and more viscous red flesh oozed from the crevices. It slid down the mangled coffin and into the pool like blood.

puff!

Xie Qing pulled hard on his wrist, and the last roots of the Red Dragon Fungus were also pulled away.

【Ding! 】

You have obtained the rare item - Red Dragon Mushroom E.

[This is the essence condensed from the life force of a spiritual embryo; consuming it can transform one's being and increase one's cultivation level.]

Du Shenge was finally freed at this moment.

She fell into the pool, and because she had no bones to support her, she floated on the water like a red lotus leaf, with only her head staring intently at Xie Qing, making a soft plea.

The face of the armored figure in his arms trembled slightly.

"I see!!"

Through a mental connection, Xie Qing suddenly realized the truth.

This strange object hidden in the flesh is the key to Du Shengge's liberation.

He took out the Armor Mask, and the Crimson Dragon Mushroom immediately transformed into a red light that merged into the mask.

【Ding! 】

[You have acquired the extraordinary skill - Nuo Dance - Haoli E+]

The mask, nourished and replenished, not only provided Xie Qing with a rich source of life, but also taught him a brand-new Nuo dance.

[Haoli is the final resting place of the dead. Dance, leading wandering souls back to the Yellow Springs, washing away the sorrows of this world.]

Xie Qing put on the mask and lightly leaped onto the red lotus leaf.

He moved gently.

Unlike Fuwei, Haoli's movements were much gentler.

The swaying waist and trembling arms were not for exploration or intimidation, but for guidance, guiding the spirits of the dead back home.

The cave was filled with alternating light and shadow; the candlelight from the merfolk's mouths flickered. Xie Qing softly called out:

"Everyone, follow me!!!"

Swish!

All the candles went out at the same time.

To the incredulous gaze of the mountain demon, ethereal spirits floated out from the merman's corpse, disappeared into the pool, and danced around Xie Qing, singing ancient songs:

The grass is lush and green, and the secluded path is long and winding.

We have prepared a feast, and bright candles are lit.

Soul, do not linger; spirit, do not be alarmed.

Return to that dark abode, and rest forever in the yellow earth.

There is a road to Fengdu, and the officials of the underworld are by your side.

This delicious food is meant to soothe your aching heart.

Do not cling to the mortal world, follow me westward.

When the long night ends, where will we be reborn?

O soul, come forth, follow this sacred path!

······

Amidst the singing and dancing, Du Shenge's flesh and blood gradually disintegrated.

Along with the remnants of the mermaids' souls, they transformed into scattered specks of light and rose into the air.

Like fireflies, they swirled around Xie Qing, gently touching his limbs and brushing against his cheeks, as if offering a blessing or a farewell.

Let's go!

"Return to the underworld!"

"It's better not to stay in this world."

Xie Qing raised his long arm, creating a gentle breeze.

The starlight rose up and flew toward the well opening, skimming over the dark well shaft until it disappeared completely into the darkness.

"it's over."

Xie Qing slowly removed her mask.

【Ding! 】

[Task Completed]

[System rewards have been distributed]

[Special Skill - Marrow Penetration Silk E - Acquired]

[Formation - Burning Lamp Formation E+, already obtained]

He looked at the four walls of the cave, and the sixteen mermaid lamps simultaneously established a subtle connection with his mind.

"Perhaps it's because of the blessings left behind by the souls of those mermaids!"

Xie Qing reached out and beckoned, and the mermaid lanterns immediately broke free from their restraints and swayed toward him. Xie Qing suppressed his urge to explore them and directly stored them in his spatial storage.

He still had an urgent matter to finish: he hadn't yet learned a special skill.

Xie Qing looked at the mountain demon, which trembled all over as an indescribable fear surged into its heart.

Xie Qing stepped on the wooden planks floating on the pool, walking closer and closer. Amidst pleas for mercy, he finally spoke:

"When we were in the courtyard, I wanted to ask you something: did you skin Du Shenge?"

"Could you teach me how to peel this?"