Cultivation through Skin Making - Chapter 722 - 254. The Fall of the Li Family, Darkened Song Yan (5.9K words - Seeking Subscription)_4
Chapter 722: 254. The Fall of the Li Family, Darkened Song Yan (5.9K words – Seeking Subscription)_4
Song Yan was previously worried about what Little Bell would think once she learned what he had done, but now it seems… Little Bell didn’t.
Han Weizi cried, Han Lingzi just laughed.
She laughed more and more happily, then asked, “Husband, if you’re not Li Xuanchan, then who are you really?”
Song Yan said, “Just a nameless person.”
He was not wrong.
His name had already been bought by the Celestial Wondrous Sword Palace.
Through the Cyan Nether Merchant Association, and some channels of the Li Family Head, he could know that the current “Song Yan” had become a prodigy of the Celestial Wondrous Sword Palace, filled with light, brimming with heroic spirit, having slain one dark Evil Demon after another, thwarting one plot after another from the Demon Mountain Star Realm, living as he had once dreamed to be.
And he…
Had become the Evil Demon.
Had become the target “Song Yan” needed to slay.
He gazed distantly.
Suddenly, he felt a flame of destruction rise in his heart, burning silently yet emitting intense heat.
He leaned closer to the weeping Wei’Er, and said, “At least I still bear his name, his name still lives.”
With that, he slightly tilted his head back, revealing a sinister white tooth grin, and laughed “Jie jie jie jie.”
After laughing, he suddenly turned and pinned Han Weizi down.
Han Weizi was like a stiff doll being moved.
But slowly, inertia made her fingers light up again, gradually using the power of “the lamp” to rapidly heal Song Yan.
After a long time, she was no longer stiff, but like a full, vibrant begonia flower.
Not long after… Little Bell also joined the fray.
Outside the Li Family’s forbidden land, the killing was endless, but here it was spring with blooming flowers.
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…
For a long, long time…
A commotion came from outside the forbidden land.
Song Yan waved his hand to open the restriction.
Outside the restriction, bodies had been neatly arranged, and Xiao Hanshan was looking worried. Seeing Song Yan “opening the door” not far away, he shouted, “Old Li, these corpses are at the Divinity Transformation Level. If used with Yin Qi, it feels like a waste, but if not used, it’s too much of a pity.”
Song Yan’s gaze swept over and settled on a male cultivator’s corpse with black cloth wrapped around its eyes, and he said quietly, “Brother Hanshan, can I have this corpse?”
Xiao Hanshan laughed, “Old Li, no need to be polite, you can have them all.”
Han Weizi shivered, almost fainting, and said, “Ghost… Ghost Cultivator.”
She already thought it was bad enough, but never imagined it could be worse…
She couldn’t understand why there were still Ghost Cultivators at the Profound Yellow Level.
Ghost Cultivators, weren’t they only in small worlds?
But Evil Qi has an upper limit, not enough to support the formation of Profound Yellow Realm Ghost Cultivators.
Han Lingzi didn’t mind; she acknowledged her husband, no matter what he was.
Hua Xianggu crossed her arms, observing the Han sisters, and said, “Old Li, shall we deal with this all together?”
Han Weizi shuddered.
Song Yan laughed, “Sister Xianggu is teasing you, call her sister, from now on we’re all family.”
Han Weizi tightened her legs, and before she could speak, Little Bell’s voice had already come from the side.
“Sister Xianggu.”
Han Weizi quickly followed, “Sister Xianggu.”
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Several days later…
Crane Spirit Sect returned in triumph.
The snowy sky cleared, three figures wrapped in Crane Spirit Sect disciple robes followed closely behind He Wuya, while the Ice Abyss Phoenix transformed into a small bird perched on He Wuya’s shoulder.
The Crane Spirit Sect disciples looked admiringly at their Sect Leader.
In a nearby canyon, Xiao Hanshan was similarly tidying up the bodies of the fallen Crane Spirit Sect disciples, while discussing with Hua Xianggu, “Why not explore if there’s Yin Qi in this fifth-level Cultivation Profound Land, and if there is, use it so that not a single corpse goes to waste?”
