Cultivation through Skin Making novel Chapter 203

Chapter 203: 139. Entering the Purple Mansion, Secluded in the Deep Sea (8.0K words - Two Chapters Combined, Please Subscribe)_2

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In the blink of an eye, three months had passed.

The Earth Demon riots seemed to have lost support from some source of power and gradually calmed down.

Though the Evil Land had upgraded, the Slaughter Liquid no longer hunted everywhere but rather settled into silence. They seemed like fierce beasts guarding their own territories, as long as you didn’t step into their attack range, you generally wouldn’t be attacked.

Blood Cliff, Copper Beard, and Gong Libai finally stepped onto this land.

After some searching, the three of them saw some already tattered and crushed flesh on a blood-red ground, with the flesh already reduced to residue, while on another side, numerous scraps of skin were flying about, revealing with just a glance how powerful their original owners once were.

Blood Cliff, sharp-eyed, suddenly bowed her head, grabbing a Storage Bag from the desolation.

The Storage Bag was now ownerless.

She looked inside and showed an expression of wild joy.

Copper Beard, unwilling to be outdone, also started rapidly searching the ground and soon found several more.

He went through them one by one, sometimes frowning, sometimes sighing, but when he got to the last one, he too showed joy.

Blood Cliff, clutching her Storage Bag tightly, suddenly sighed and said, "It seems Song Yan is truly dead."

Copper Beard sneered, "Yet the inheritance he took from the Puppet Sect, even some of his own legacy, is in the Storage Bags on my side."

With a laugh, he glanced at the dwarf old woman opposite him, saying coldly, "Old Blood, we’re all in the same boat now, what are you still hiding for? The stuff in that bag of yours is Zhang Han’s, isn’t it?"

Blood Cliff’s expression changed slightly, pondering for a moment, she said, "You’re right, we are indeed in the same boat now. The stuff in this bag of mine is indeed the Purple Mansion Realm’s inheritance, it seems to be Zhang Han’s old devil’s.

Speaking of which, Zhang Han could be considered an ancestor of our Puppet Sect. Though dead now, his legacy has indeed returned home."

Though Gong Libai was also tempted, he didn’t dare to snatch from Blood Cliff and Copper Beard. Upon hearing this, he only exclaimed in wild joy, "They really perished together?!"

Blood Cliff looked around, saying in a low voice, "It seems so."

As soon as the words fell, there was a sudden ripple in the air not far away, and a cultivator in a crane cloak and ancient hairpin with a composed face yet a hidden strangeness swept out.

As soon as the cultivator stepped out, he breathed a sigh of relief, but then suddenly saw the three people opposite, and instantly exerted Sword Control with his fingers.

Yet there were still people stepping out behind him, muttering some words as they walked.

"The Secret Realm’s prohibition is actually open."

"I thought I would die in the Secret Realm."

"Finally came out."

Soon, a large group of people gathered around the cultivator with a crane cloak and ancient hairpin. Among them were men and women, old and young.

This large group of people who had just come out from the Secret Realm found themselves face to face with Blood Cliff and the other two, with expressions both guarded and strange.

Neither side expected to meet at this moment.

Blood Old Woman said, "Crimson Elder?"

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