While it’s hot?
Hot my ass!
Looking at Yu’er’s cheeks tinged with the blue-black hue of death, Chen Mo massaged his temples.
He hadn’t expected that the top card of Qingya House would actually be a spy planted by the Princely Heir.
It makes sense upon reflection; the forr self, renowned throughout Tiandu City for his romantic exploits, broke off an engagent without regard for the Chen Family’s interests, all for an Oiran.
Yu’er’s beauty was astonishing, her figure svelte, and she was adept at the piano skill, thoroughly a substitute for Gu Manzhi in a lower position.
As for why a substitute—
The bewitching charm of the Extre Yin Body that could captivate all living beings was not sothing others could imitate.
Even though Gu Manzhi’s constitution had yet to attain Mastery, and she deliberately subdued her aura on regular days, she still amassed countless admirers and beca the foremost among the five Oirans of the Imperial Music Bureau.
Yu’er had a good temperant too, but when compared with that Demoness, she was found lacking.
"I’m actually not against using a beauty trap; there’s no need to be so secretive..."
"The issue is that Yu’er is now dead, who knows what the Princely Heir’s next move might be..."
As Chen Mo furrowed his brows in deep thought, "Yu’er’s" cherry lips parted, and a paper puppet peeked out of her mouth.
"Lord, it’s still warm. Do you want it or not..."
"Shut up!"
Chen Mo scolded.
The paper puppet shrank back its head and retreated.
Chen Mo frowned at this scene—moving in and out of soone else’s body was really very impolite!
However, this gave him an idea.
Chen Mo turned to look at Gu Manzhi and asked, "If you use a paper puppet to imitate Yu’er, how similar can it be?"
"Why do you ask... Oh~"
Realization dawned on Gu Manzhi, and she said with a smile, "You want to pose as Yu’er to fool the Princely Heir and act as a double spy?"
Chen Mo spread his hands and frankly said, "It’s a mutually beneficial arrangent. Since you want to stay in the Imperial Music Bureau, you need a proper identity. What information could a simple maid uncover?"
Gu Manzhi blinked her eyes, "So you’re not going to kill ?"
Chen Mo huffed, "If I were going to kill you, would you still be alive now?"
"But let be clear, if you dare to target the Chen Family again, I will not spare you!"
Listening to his fierce tone, Gu Manzhi’s eyes were sowhat blurry, and she couldn’t help but curve her lips slightly upwards.
Hmph, saying one thing and aning another, he obviously can’t bear to...
...
Chen Mo had his own considerations.
Back when he was a Seventh-Level Warrior, as long as he took the initiative, he could injure Gu Manzhi.
Now that his strength had greatly improved, he figured she wouldn’t be able to cause much trouble.
But if sothing happened to Gu Manzhi, and the Moon Brilliance Sect sent a Grandmaster, or even the Holy Master ca in person... that would be a bit of a problem!
In any case, keeping her alive seed to be the best choice for now.
"Plus, I can boost my Favorability Rating when I have nothing better to do."
"But thinking about it, the forr self licked her boots for so long to no avail, and I slapped her once and it increased by so much. Does she have the sa constitution as Li Yuan..."
["Gu Manzhi’s" Favorability Rating increased.]
[Current progress: 47/100 (eting Late in Life).]
Chen Mo: "..."
...
There are two types of Paper Puppet Technique.
One is "creating out of thin air," similar to the thod Gu Manzhi initially used on Chen Mo.
The prerequisite is that it must be nourished with the owner’s Essence Blood; the longer the nourishnt, the more realistic the paper puppet becos. To achieve a puppet with both divine and physical qualities intact requires at least a month or more.
Yu’er was already gone, so naturally, this thod was no longer applicable.
That left only the second thod: the paper puppet entering a corpse, borrowing the shell for "resurrection," and taking its place.
"I’ve been with Yu’er for a while; I can imitate her speech and behavior to about seventy to eighty percent similarity. If I drive a Wandering Soul to attach to it and familiarize it for so ti, it probably won’t be easy for anyone to spot the flaws."
"But the problem is that her Divine Soul is destroyed, engulfed in death, no trace of life to speak of..."
Gu Manzhi hadn’t finished speaking, when she saw Chen Mo’s finger touch Yu’er’s forehead. From there, a green radiance spread out, the original blue-black face quickly turning pale and rosy, eradicating all traces of death.
Lying there quietly, she looked as if she had simply fallen into a deep sleep.
"Is that sufficient now?" asked Chen Mo.
Gu Manzhi’s lips moved, but she didn’t speak.
What other tricks does this guy have up his sleeve?
He’s becoming more and more mysterious...
Chen Mo said, "I’ve left a strand of Vitality Essence within her; it should last about seven days, and then I’ll co back to replenish it."
Life cannot be sustained in a dead person’s body and needs to be injected periodically.
Fortunately, it was only about maintaining appearances, and the Essence consumption was minimal. With the storage in his critical acupoints, he could sustain it for a year and a half with no issues.
"Yu’er" slowly sat up, continuously adjusting her expression and movents.
Initially a bit stiff, it gradually beca more natural.
Her eyes, like pools of water, looked at Chen Mo, and her lips parted slightly:
"Lord, wouldn’t you like to..."
"Scram."
...
Chen Mo couldn’t care less about her and went over to the corpse of the Faceless Man to search.
He found a palm-sized black bag from within the abdominal cavity.
Embroidered with golden threads depicting fog-shrouded mountains, it was made from an unknown material that felt silky smooth like satin yet had the suppleness of animal skin.
He opened it and looked inside, finding nothing.
"A Ghost Cultivator actually carried such a delicate Pendant Bag... By the way, where did that bronze lamp he had just now go?"
Gu Manzhi caught a glimpse of this scene, a flash of surprise in her eyes, and said, "If I’m not mistaken, this should be a Suru Bag... Why don’t you drop a bit of fresh blood on it to see?"
"A Suru Bag?"
Chen Mo paused for a mont.
Without hesitation, he used his True Yuan to extract a drop of fresh blood from his fingertip and let it fall onto the surface of the Pendant Bag.
Like a sponge absorbing water, the blood was quickly taken in, and he seed to have ford an intangible connection with the bag.
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