Cultivation through Skin Making - Chapter 708 - 250. The Patriarch Heads West, Ghost Cultivator Behind the Scenes (5.0K Words - Seeking Subscription)_2
Chapter 708: 250. The Patriarch Heads West, Ghost Cultivator Behind the Scenes (5.0K Words – Seeking Subscription)_2
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As the saying goes, it was fast and swift.
To the outside world, Song Yan and Li Shanhai were just sitting on a green stone by the bridge, setting up a chessboard and each placing one piece.
Once a piece was placed, Li Shanhai stroked his beard and smiled, then suddenly became still, only to be blown by the cold wind, turning into ashes, intending to drift away with the wind.
Song Yan promptly opened his eyes, slightly grasped with his five fingers, solidified the ashes, and stored them in an urn.
He knew Li Shanhai’s injuries were extraordinarily severe but never expected that just one game would lead to complete death and Dao disappearance, making it impossible for him to even become a Ghost Cultivator.
What kind of death was this?
From the sky came the mournful cry of the Ice Abyss Phoenix.
The Li Family members seemed to sense something, knelt down in a dense crowd, crying out: “Old Ancestor!”
Song Yan’s heart also experienced extreme grief from that “words follow the law.”
He looked up as two lines of tears streamed down.
Li Shanhai’s game was very important to him.
A moment passed, yet within the game, fifty years elapsed.
Ultimately, he discovered one thing: he could use the Remaining Life Dao Fruit’s power on the host he possessed, allowing that target to quickly improve in power, who wouldn’t notice the Remaining Life Dao Fruit and would only think they suddenly had an epiphany.
Because of this, over fifty years, the young boy not only became a legend in Purple Sun City but even unified the entire Jianghu of Purple Sun City. He didn’t kill the young man controlled by Li Shanhai, but simply sent his long sword flying with a casual flick to decide the victory.
This tremendous gap was enough to prove Song Yan’s potential, and therefore Li Shanhai passed with a smile.
And this victory made Song Yan feel that there was a lot more “freedom aura” in his body, which he quickly digested by harnessing Heaven-Reaching Wisdom.
He faintly felt that if there were a few more games, it might be possible for the “Ten Mountain Opening” of the Middle Realm to be quickly achieved.
The rewards given by this “Great Dao Chessboard” were truly generous.
But why could his “Remaining Life Dao Fruit” still be used on this chessboard?
This wasn’t fair.
Besides this, a few things felt strange to him.
Firstly, the “Great Dao Chessboard” has three hundred and sixty-one places, but the two parties opposing each other place black and white pieces simultaneously, implying that if both had a sufficiently high realm, high enough to fight to the end, then… it would come to a standstill at the last move.
What is the last move about?
Secondly, why did the “Great Dao Chessboard” provide such abundant rewards?
What was the origin of this chessboard?
Thirdly, does Purple Sun City truly exist in some corner of this Star Domain?
Various emotions, insights, and doubts interwoven, Song Yan sat quietly by the green stone, holding the urn, and after a while, a large black umbrella opened above his head.
Song Yan glanced sideways and saw those embroidered shoes stepping on the snow, long legs wrapped in a beige silk dress, and above that, the concerned demeanor of the beautiful woman.
“My condolences,” Han Weizi said softly.
Song Yan took a deep breath, then stood up.
Han Weizi asked in surprise, “Where are you going, sir?”
Song Yan replied solemnly, “Recently, some loose cultivators around the Li Family seem to be stirring, saying that the Li Family’s old ancestor is passing away, the Li Family head is seriously injured, and the Li Family is about to face catastrophic disaster, so they hover around like carrion vultures. I’m going to kill a few.”
Han Weizi hesitated for a moment, then nodded.
As a Female Cultivator of the Profound Yellow Realm, she had at least this bit of insight.
In the brutal Cultivation Realm, being weak is a crime.
Although you want to keep a low profile and hide your power, eventually… because of concealing your power, you invite plenty of enemies coveting you.
When others perceive you as weak, it is best to “ride out of the city flaunting power and martial virtues”, thereby… dissolving many hidden enemies in no time, avoiding a great deal of trouble and unexpected incidents.
“I will go with you, sir.”
“No need, you just manage the old man’s burial and mourning at home, I will return soon.”
Song Yan handed over Li Shanhai’s urn to Han Weizi, who nodded.
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More than a month later…
In the Western Nether Realm, Guangqiong Mountain, the “Guangqiong Five Friends” were loose cultivators here, made up of five “Immortal Position” Divinity Transformation cultivators who emerged from the wilds, gaining some opportunity, with their power among the strongest just below the Profound Yellow level. One person already vaguely reached the Profound Yellow Level, possibly one step away from breakthrough.
Currently, these five were discussing matters of the Li Family, each speaking their mind.
“It’s only a matter of time before chaos ensues within the Li Family. We might as well move closer, see if we can get some benefits.”
“That’s right, we could fan the flames if needed. After all, no one will know it’s us loose cultivators who did it.”
“Us Guangqiong Five Friends should perhaps get a bit closer, so that we can wait…”
Before the words were finished, the space suddenly trembled, a cold figure appeared in the air, raised a hand, ice exploded, instantly killing the five.
Tap tap tap tap tap…
The loose cultivators who were just now talking big suddenly quieted down.
Song Yan glanced to one side, and saw a female cultivator in pink gauze flying out.
The female cultivator was beautiful, with peach blossoms in her eyebrows and walking with peach blossoms, except her cheeks had a few inexplicable swellings.
Who else could it be but Lady Fragrant Bone?
Lady Fragrant Bone raised her hand and summoned a Yin Coffin from the Void.
This Yin Coffin was used for “nurturing Ghost Cultivators.”
Yin Qi is a peculiar thing, usually born in decaying worlds, but whether decaying worlds have Yin Qi or not remains uncertain. At least Lady Fragrant Bone explored many Rusted Sword Worlds, yet never found a second world with Yin Qi.
More so, Lady Fragrant Bone and Reality of Hanshan themselves don’t know how they crawled out from a grave to become Ghost Cultivators or how the eerie landscape of the Giant Dragon Battlefield was formed.
