Translator: CinderTL
"I’ll acquire the Yin Yang True Water as soon as possible," Fu Chengye said. "But you’d better speed up your refining process. The longer this takes, the more likely things will go wrong."
Blood Scar scoffed. "Fellow Daoist Fu, why are you being so timid? This place is utterly desolate—not a blade of grass grows here, and Spiritual Qi is practically nonexistent. Even mortals wouldn’t co here. How could high-tier cultivators, who might uncover the cave’s secrets, possibly deign to visit this forsaken place?"
"Let’s hope you’re right," Fu Chengye replied. "But sothing strange happened in Cultivation Sun City today. Two peak Divine Transformation Stage corpse cultivators engaged in a fierce battle outside the city. Were they mbers of your Divine Blood Gate?"
Blood Scar shook his head. "They shouldn’t be. According to the Divine Blood Gate’s arrangents, our Divine Transformation Stage disciples in the Southern Nether Continent are primarily confined to the Primordial Qi Death Zone. Without specific orders from the sect, they wouldn’t venture deep into the continent."
"Peak Divine Transformation Stage corpse cultivators are rare in the Southern Nether Continent," Fu Chengye pointed out. "For two to appear simultaneously, I can’t think of any other faction besides your Divine Blood Gate capable of such a feat."
A grave expression settled on Blood Scar’s aged face.
"Are you saying soone from the Divine Blood Gate is tracking ?"
Fu Chengye replied, "It’s not impossible. You people of the demonic path are always scheming against each other. Killing your own sect mbers is commonplace."
Blood Scar offered no rebuttal to Fu Chengye’s contemptuous words.
"It seems we need to accelerate our plans. Deliver the Yin Yang True Water as soon as possible. I’ll refine the Nine Nether Fiend Qi within seven days."
"Very well."
Fu Chengye nodded, turned, and flew toward the vertical cave.
Passing through the cave, he erged from the narrow crevice.
After a cautious survey of his surroundings, he soared into the sky.
Hidden beneath a pile of rubble, Song Wen watched Fu Chengye fly overhead without making a move.
With the shadow void at his disposal, killing Blood Scar would be effortless, and his mission would be accomplished smoothly.
But the human heart is like a bottomless pit—greed knows no bounds!
Fu Chengye and Blood Scar had clearly reached so kind of agreent:
Fu Chengye would help Blood Scar refine the Nine Nether Fiend Qi.
Blood Scar would give Fu Chengye the Interpretive Cloud Pill.
Song Wen didn’t know the power of the Nine Nether Fiend Qi or the miraculous effects of the Interpretive Cloud Pill, but that didn’t stop him from wanting both for himself.
What two Void Refinent Stage cultivators would go to such lengths to obtain couldn’t possibly be ordinary.
Song Wen remained hidden beneath the rubble, motionless.
Three days later, Fu Chengye reappeared, bringing Blood Scar another bottle of Yin Yang True Water.
Blood Scar poured the Yin Yang True Water into the Bronze Furnace once more.
The furnace erupted in a dense gray mist that spread throughout the chamber, seeping into the Corpse Coffins.
The male and female corpses within the coffins reacted strangely upon absorbing the mist.
As if breathing Spiritual Qi, they began to slowly exhale a dark cyan mist from their mouths and nostrils.
The cyan mist exhaled from the female corpse flowed into the male corpse.
After circulating through the male corpse’s body, it was exhaled again, flowing back into the female corpse.
This cyclical exchange continued endlessly.
Gradually, the cyan mist grew increasingly frigid.
Frost began to condense on the corpses, gradually thickening into crystalline ice.
The ice spread rapidly, freezing both the corpses and their coffins solid, causing the chamber’s temperature to plumt.
Yet the exchange of breath between the male and female corpses never ceased.
A faint, mournful wailing drifted through the swirling green mist, like the cries of ten thousand ghosts or the vengeful spirits of the wronged. It seed to carry endless resentnt and curses, piercing deep into the soul, making one’s scalp tingle and goosebumps rise.
"Fellow Daoist Fu, refining the Nine Nether Fiend Qi will take several more days. Why don’t you return to Cultivation Sun City for now? I’ll send you a ssage when I’m finished here," Blood Scar said.
Spiritual light flowed around Fu Chengye, repelling the encroaching cold.
"No need. I’ll wait here and even help protect you while you refine."
Blood Scar chuckled coldly, saying nothing more.
As ti passed, the green mist exhaled by the corpses grew denser, and the cavern grew even colder.
"Condense!" Blood Scar suddenly roared, his hands flashing through a series of rapid magic seals.
Instantly, the green mist shattered the ice encasing the Corpse Coffins and shot forth in thick, luminous streams, converging toward the Bronze Furnace on the high platform.
The corpses, anwhile, began to wither and crumble, transforming into piles of dust in the blink of an eye.
As soon as the green mist entered the Bronze Furnace, it coalesced into a viscous, dark green liquid.
Blood Scar continued to manipulate magic seals, channeling them into the furnace.
Within the Bronze Furnace, the dark cyan liquid gradually emitted wisps of dark cyan smoke.
Blood Scar opened his mouth wide and inhaled the dark cyan smoke into his abdon.
As more and more cyan smoke poured into Blood Scar’s body, his flesh slowly turned grayish-cyan.
Seeing that only a shallow layer of liquid remained in the Bronze Furnace, Fu Chengye, who had been observing coldly from the side, suddenly spoke.
"Blood Scar, the Nine Nether Profound Fiend is nearly complete. You should hand over the Interpretive Cloud Pill now, shouldn’t you?"
"Fellow Daoist Fu, demanding the Interpretive Cloud Pill at this mont suggests you don’t trust ," Blood Scar said, glancing at Fu Chengye with a hint of disdain.
Fu Chengye summoned a flying sword.
The sword’s blade flickered, its Sword Qi swirling around it.
"Blood Scar, enough with the empty words. Will you hand it over or not?"
Blood Scar had been refining the Nine Nether Profound Fiend for a long ti, severely depleting his ntal energy and spiritual power. Moreover, the refinent process was now at its most critical stage. This was the perfect mont to force him to hand over the Interpretive Cloud Pill.
If Blood Scar refused, Fu Chengye was confident he could kill him, despite Blood Scar’s cultivation being a minor realm higher than his own.
"Fellow Daoist Fu, the Divine Blood Gate possesses far more treasures than just the Interpretive Cloud Pill! We will have many opportunities for future cooperation, and I never break my word," Blood Scar said.
Fu Chengye’s expression remained icy, the cold glint of his flying sword intensifying.
"Will you hand it over or not?"
"Since you’re in such a hurry, then here you go," Blood Scar said, tossing a jade bottle toward Fu Chengye with a wave of his hand.
Fu Chengye remained cautious, firing a strand of spiritual power to intercept the bottle, halting it ten ters away.
He remotely dispelled the bottle’s Restriction, preparing to probe its contents with his divine sense.
Suddenly—
Boom!
The jade bottle exploded, spraying countless crimson droplets in all directions.
Fu Chengye had anticipated this. The droplets splashed against the Mana Shield he had conjured.
Sizzle...
A piercing, corrosive sound erupted, as if countless invisible insects were gnawing at the shield.
The Mana Shield instantly beca riddled with holes.
At that mont, a massive dark cyan serpent lunged forward, slamming violently into the shield.
The protective shield instantly shattered, dissolving into specks of spiritual light.
Undeterred, the colossal serpent continued its relentless advance.
Unbeknownst to anyone, Fu Chengye had already summoned a jet-black shield, positioning it before him.
Despite its ferocious montum, the serpent abruptly disintegrated upon striking the shield.
Fu Chengye and the shield remained completely motionless.
Just as he prepared to retaliate with his flying sword, the dark cyan mist that had ford from the serpent’s disintegration refused to dissipate. Instead, it coalesced, enveloping Fu Chengye entirely.
The dark cyan mist exuded a terrifying chill, instantly solidifying into a massive, translucent cyan ice block.
Boom!
The ice block crashed to the ground, shattering dozens of Corpse Coffins.
Above ground, Song Wen, having learned of these events from the shadow void, wore a peculiar expression.
He hadn’t anticipated Fu Chengye and Blood Scar turning on each other so quickly.
After a mont’s thought, he decided to remain hidden, observing how things would unfold.
As long as Blood Scar survived, Fu Chengye’s fate was of no concern to him.
In truth, even Blood Scar’s survival was secondary; all that truly mattered was the integrity of his dantian’s nascent soul.
(End of the Chapter)
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