The female disciple froze.
Her breathing slowed as she took in the scene before her.
There was no mistaking that face.
It was Yao Xin.
The once-proud special disciple of the Devil Yin Sect.
The arrogant and haughty woman who had walked around the sect as if she owned the sky.
But no one dared to say much, for she truly had both the talent and the background to back it up.
...Now she lay there like discarded trash.
The ground around her was cracked in a spiderweb pattern, as if sothing overwhelming had exploded outward during her final stand.
Suddenly—
The worm in her palm screeched louder.
Screechhh—
Screechhh—
Its body glowed brighter, pulsing in sync with sothing faint... sothing almost imperceptible.
The female disciple’s eyes trembled slightly.
"To think even soone like her is dead... sothing crazy must have happened here."
She knew how powerful Yao Xin was, not to ntion the seemingly endless treasures she always carried on her.
Speaking of treasure, her gaze sharpened and brightened.
One of the reasons she had co back here was to loot whatever treasures remained on Yao Xin’s body.
Even a single item from her would be priceless.
And the other reason was...
...The corpse itself.
She had countless ways to use it to earn cultivation resources, but she already had a plan in mind for it.
Carefully, she stepped forward.
The mont she reached three steps away from the corpse.
The worm violently lunged from her palm and sank its fangs into Yao Xin’s neck.
Puchi—
Black blood oozed out.
The female disciple didn’t stop it.
Instead, her lips curved into a mocking smile.
"Don’t worry, Sister Yao... I’ll make full use of your corpse for my future."
Within the Devil Yin Sect, there was an old forbidden thod she had discovered by sheer luck.
It was called the Yin Parasite Gu.
She wasn’t exactly sure what rank it was, as she had found it in a forbidden life-binding technique recorded in a torn jade slip she had stolen years ago.
The thod was simple in theory.
As long as the vessel’s soul hadn’t completely dispersed... as long as even a single strand of consciousness still lingered...the Gu could drag it back.
But the price was steep.
What returned would barely be considered a true soul as it will be largely damaged and fragnted.
To restore it to a perfect revival would require a massive amount of soul-related recovery treasures, the kind that were among the rarest in the world.
But she never planned to go that far.
All she needed was a living corpse bound to her will.
Even if she couldn’t use Yao Xin to fool her grandpa, she was certain she could sell the corpse of a Holy Daughter candidate on the black market for a considerable price.
There were always strange practitioners obsessed with corpses.....especially beautiful and talented ones.
"I didn’t expect I’d get such a perfect corpse."
Her mocking smile deepened as she examined the clean strike on Yao Xin’s chest.
Her left arm was missing, but that part could be fixed far more easily than the soul....if she was willing to spend so spirit stones.
Her fingers ford a seal as the Gu burrowed deeper into Yao Xin’s flesh.
Puchi—
More blackened blood flowed from Yao Xin’s neck, staining the cracked earth.
The air suddenly grew colder.
The insect’s body expanded slightly, its red pulse turning violent.
Thump.
Thump.
Thump.
But for so reason, the female disciple’s smile slowly stiffened.
She frowned.
"That’s... odd."
The jade slip had clearly stated that the Gu should first extract the residual soul fragnts from the corpse before making the corpse its new ho.....only then would she gain control over it.
But instead—
Her chest began to tighten as a strange suction force erupted from Yao Xin’s body.
The Gu was blood-bound to her, so in a sense, they were one and connected.
...But through that connection,
Her spiritual energy began flowing out uncontrollably.
"What—?"
Her arm trembled.
The worm screeched even louder.
Screechhh—!!
Her ridians burned as her cultivation was forcefully siphoned away.
"No... no, stop!"
She tried to retract the Gu through their bond—
But she couldn’t.
The mont the parasite tasted Yao Xin’s remaining soul—
It had chosen its true master.
Or rather...
It was doing exactly as its true master willed.
Crack—
Fine wrinkles spread across her smooth skin.
Her hair began losing its luster.
Realizing sothing was wrong, the woman’s eyes widened as she scread,
"You’re dead! You’re supposed to be dead!"
Panic replaced greed as the red pulse intensified.
As if her life began flashing before her eyes, she finally seed able to piece together sothing.
How she had obtained that secret scroll.
How she had been able to smoothly refine the Gu and raise it.
And especially—
How Yao Xin had been unusually nice to her, taking care of her in the sect and even inviting her into the secret realm.
"...Y-You set up!"
She finally realized that her entire life, in the end, had only been an ergency thod for Yao Xin...
...just like now.
With her lifeforce and everything else being drained—
A faint, almost invisible wisp of soul-light rose from within Yao Xin’s dantian... the place she had hidden it.
It was weak and tiny.
....But stubborn.
The Gu latched onto that wisp of soul-light like a devoted beast before injecting new "lifeforce," born from its unique tabolism.
And to create that lifeforce—
It began dragging vitality from the nearest source which is ...
...Its forr master.
Thud.
The woman’s knees hit the ground as she failed to stop the draining, growing weaker by the second.
Her breathing turned ragged as years seed to peel away from her in monts.
Even her cultivation realm plumted until nothing remained.
Her very foundation cracked audibly.
CRACK—
The clearing trembled as Yao Xin’s body visibly regenerated.
Her missing arm slowly regrew, and the gaping hole in her chest gradually closed.
Soon—
Yao Xin’s fingers...
...twitched.
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