Cultivation through Skin Making novel Chapter 146

Chapter 146: 112. The Deceptive Devil’s Heart, Kuye’s Shock (3.8K words - Subscription Requested)

Although the quality of Elder Fox’s essence blood was merely "three-tailed," after Song Yan absorbed it, he quickly gained the inherent talent of the Multi-tailed Fox Race—illusion technique.

Because of the Hundred Forms Demon Body, he swallowed Elder Fox and a Demonic Fox Shadow Puppet, thus obtaining the illusion technique, in addition to the illusion technique he practiced himself.

With the layering of illusion techniques, he now had stronger confidence.

Even facing Elder’s scrutiny, his illusion technique would not be seen through.

This gave him peace of mind.

The reason for choosing the "Multi-tailed Fox Race" essence blood as the critical "Second Crimson Palace Blood" was because it still held the potential for purification, unlike the unique "Nightmare Beast," which did not.

At this moment, he had already digested this battle, even the last one.

"Nightmare Beast Blood," "Cold Ice Hell Bracelet," and previously the "Multi-tailed Fox Race Blood," all significantly boosted his personal power.

Besides, the situation was undergoing subtle changes, at least there was more buffer between him and the Mountain and Sea Demon Race, giving him both time and opportunity to see things more clearly.

In the bamboo hut, Song Yan opened his eyes and looked at the distorted red light on the horizon outside the window, and the ripples generated by energy collisions on the sky.

Everything was slowing down.

With Elder’s joining, the restraining of Blood Granny...

This battle was nearing its end.

Song Yan flipped his palm, pulling out the storage bag left by Sword Master Kuye, cautiously flipping through the notes, folding the two previously read letters again, then carefully checking them, before placing them back towards the end of the last notebook.

Page number, position, angle, all without any discrepancy.

After doing this, he began to sit cross-legged and wait.

At this moment, he felt he had truly turned into Bai Xiuhu, an ordinary Sword Sect disciple with some talent in Sword Dao, yet with a heart as dead as ashes, while Song Yan... was just the identity he discarded outside.

If possible, he wished his peaceful life not to be disrupted by anyone.

Suddenly, it seemed as if Song Yan remembered something, hurriedly got up, and began quickly concocting healing decoctions, like Washing Evil Soup.

He knew how terrifying that Evil Qi thing was. For cultivators not yet in the Crimson Palace Realm, any wound inflicted by the Evil Shadow would cause the ghostly creature within the Evil Qi to try desperately to burrow into the flesh, making the wound impossible to heal.

And the Slaughter Liquid in the seclusion hall of Luoxia Bamboo Island was even more terrifying. In simple terms, Crimson Palace cultivators facing Slaughter Liquid were akin to Refining Profound cultivators facing Evil Qi.

Swish, swish...

Sizzle, sizzle...

Song Yan swiftly brewed the decoctions.

The stove in front of the courtyard flared up, and the medicine cauldron in the backyard burned bright.

Song Yan was busy here and there, picking medicines, cutting them, weighing by pound, calculating the amounts, casually tossing the pill recipe on the table.

He was sweating profusely while the fierce battle in the distance gradually slowed down over time, completely stopping by noon.

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