Cultivation through Skin Making - Chapter 725 - 255. Divine Forms Demon Body, Sword Palace Secret Envoy (5.3K words - Request for Monthly Tickets)_3
Chapter 725: 255. Divine Forms Demon Body, Sword Palace Secret Envoy (5.3K words – Request for Monthly Tickets)_3
However, he didn’t believe it.
Song Yan pressed down the Visualization Map, slightly turned his head.
Next to his head, two eyes blinked, staring at him.
Swoosh!
Song Yan suddenly raised his hand, grabbing the chin of the little bell, and said in a deep voice, “Aren’t you scared of me?”
The little bell jerked her head up, pulling her chin free from his fingers, then snorted angrily and stomped her foot. She turned and ran away.
She truly wasn’t afraid.
Song Yan felt truly intrigued, calling out from afar, “If I wanted to kill you, it would be as easy as flipping my hand.”
“Hmph!”
The little bell didn’t respond, running farther in anger, her figure transformed into a rainbow, disappearing into some unknown mountain.
Yet, soon she came back, folding her arms, looking at Song Yan, and said, “Apologize.”
Song Yan looked at her in surprise.
The little bell fearlessly returned his gaze, as if determined to face death, tapping her little boots against the grass, and said again, “Apologize!”
This time, the intrigue within Song Yan grew even more.
He suddenly understood another trait of the little bell—love without boundaries.
Once she falls in love with someone, she doesn’t care if this person is good or evil, she just continues to love them and follows them.
He found it extremely interesting, and thus instinctively laughed.
The little bell snorted proudly, then ran behind him again, hugging him, and reached her neck over his shoulder, saying, “Just consider that you’ve apologized.”
Song Yan froze for a moment, suddenly feeling his Divine Soul immersed into this strange act of coquetry.
If Han Weizi brought him extreme physical joy, perhaps the little bell could provide him with the greatest fulfillment of his soul.
The sisters of the Han Family could make him forget all worries.
He dropped his previously fierce demeanor and said, “Hungry Ghost Dao Visualization Map.”
The little bell’s beautiful eyes lit up, and she said, “I knew I guessed right. My man is definitely not Li Xuanchan, but he swallowed that bastard Li Xuanchan!
Hmph, it really was a bargain for Wei’er. Let her switch for such a good husband.
But, clearly we met him first, so why is she the First Madam?
Husband, I want to be the First Madam.
Or, don’t let her be the First Madam, just let her be a Furnace without a title, but during the day she’s only allowed to call you brother-in-law.”
Listening to these absurd words, Song Yan glanced at this “second venomous wife,” secretly thought, “Indeed, they are sisters, even their poison is of such low level.”
He felt as though he was surrounded by two female antagonists, and with the likes of the godly beast Xiao Bing, Hanshan Zhenren, Xianggu Niangniang, all present.
Seeing how tightly the little bell clung, Song Yan pulled her into his arms, whispering sweet words, followed by a storm of surpassing passion, making the little bell leave contently and gently, claiming she was going to make him something to eat.
The mountain wind dispersed the debauchery.
Song Yan picked up the Visualization Map again, examining it for a long while, thinking to himself: ’Invest life essence, use this Visualization Map, to gain insight.’
A line of information manifested:
[You visualized the [Earth Burial Map White Fragment], attempting to derive your own Realm Technique from it. As you have cultivated the [“Dragon Burial Law”], the two are connected in lineage, and you quickly fell into the Visualization Map…]
Song Yan’s heart stirred, instantly halting his cultivation.
Earth Burial Map White Fragment?
Dragon Burial Law?
Are these connected?
Was this sent to him deliberately, or is it a coincidence?
After a long while, he denied the “premeditation,” because his current self, be it in terms of foundation or appearance, was no longer Song Yan.
His image had greatly transformed, mainly in his aura.
Now, he exuded a dark aura.
Regarding his appearance, even acquaintances would only find it somewhat familiar.
As for his power, his name was by no means connected to Song Yan, the prodigy of the Celestial Wondrous Sword Palace.
So it must be coincidence…
If such coincidences could scatter on his side, wouldn’t it indicate that “the Cyan Nether Merchant Association actually has many such [Earth Burial Map White Fragments],” thus distributing widely?
Just in that moment, he had already felt the black color representing “Burial” in his Lifebound Talisman Character pulling at the nearing out-of-circle “Nua.”
’Continue refining.’
After a period of Heaven-Reaching Wisdom’s operation…
The final line of information appeared:
[In the fifth ten thousandth year, you realized a personal Realm Technique belonging to ’Great Freedom,’ please name it]
Song Yan slowly opened his eyes, thought to himself: ’Indeed, the technique derived from ’Great Freedom’ is a one of a kind. Although it came from the [Earth Burial Map Fragment], due to the unique condition of my Lifebound Talisman Character, the technique I comprehended is special.’
He sensed slightly, suddenly clenched his five fingers.
Nothing happened.
However, that was only within his surroundings.
Far in the distance, all his Outer Body Incarnations felt a strange attraction, dragging at the Divine Soul, Divine Thought, even strength of all his Outer Body Incarnations.
Song Yan slightly released his five fingers.
He already understood what his Realm Technique was.
He could absorb all Outer Body Incarnations, gathering many powers into one, similar to his [“Hundred Forms Demon Body”] from when he was in the Refining Profound Realm.
But [“Hundred Forms Demon Body”] could only absorb shadows, its upper limit wasn’t high; he barely used it during the Divinity Transformation Realm, all dictated by the formation principle of “Demon,” thus inherently not strong.
But now…
This attraction principle changed from “Demon” to “Burial,” a terrifying power comprehended from a Mad Saint grasping life and death.
After some contemplation, Song Yan thought: ’Name it [Hundred Forms Demon Body]…’
[This name is duplicate, please rename]
’Then [Hundred Forms Sacred Body].’
[This name is duplicate, please rename]
Song Yan froze for a moment, slightly squinted his eyes, then said: ’[Divine Forms Demon Body].’
As the words fell, his panel displayed a line of information[Realm Technique: Divine Forms Demon Body].
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At this time, in the Changfeng Immortal Dynasty.
An Ancient Bronze Ship enveloped in golden flames was slowly descending, its prow adorned with three long sword statues, followed by three black Immortal Cranes.
The Immortal Cranes slowly landed.
And not far from the landing zone, Long Night Emperor’s lips stretched into a narrow smile, stepping forward to greet the two Sword Cultivators descending gracefully from the ship.
One was a man in a simple white Sword Robe, face like cold jade, features serene and cold, with a nose bridge like a sword ridge, pale thin lips, and for some reason, eyes that seemed like deep pools or ancient wells held a hint of discordant indifference.
The other was a woman in a Sword Robe of similar color, brows painted like ink, slightly upturned at the corners of her eyes, eyes deep in hue, pupils occasionally flashing a faint, chilly light resembling the scales of a moonlit snake.
“Cloud Dao Brother, Nether Dao Brother…”
Long Night Emperor hastily greeted.
These two were cultivators from the Celestial Wondrous Sword Palace.
They came with two purposes.
On the surface: to receive the surrender of Changfeng Immortal Dynasty.
Secretly: to follow the orders of some significant figure, quietly investigating the whereabouts of the real Song Yan.
If Song Yan was dead, it would certainly stir a major storm, as there were two Mad Saints contending within him.
If he wasn’t dead, they would secretly imprison Song Yan and bring him back.
Light and shadows always accompany, good and evil always blend, secrets unknown are forever hidden beneath tranquility.
This is true even in the Celestial Wondrous Sword Palace.
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