Cultivation through Skin Making novel Chapter 33

Chapter 33: 33. The net-closers emerge one by one

Swish, swish, swish~~

The flying snow on both sides cut like bone-scraping flying sabers, but Song Yan felt no chill.

At that moment, it felt like his blood was burning.

Fear, excitement, and doubt wove together like fuel, spurring him to run faster and faster.

It was unclear how long he had been running, but he could already see the evil qi mixed in with the heavy snow ahead, with some eerie debris and even decayed flesh writhing as if alive.

’Arrived!’

Song Yan took a few more steps, quickly finding a rock to lean on.

He buried two flying swords under the snow and leaned his back against the cold stone.

He had been moving constantly before, but now that he stopped, a suffocating feeling emerged, his heart pounding fiercely.

Taking several deep breaths, he retrieved a fasting pill from his cloak and swallowed it, then started the qi concealment technique, entered a turtle breath state, reaching a death-like condition.

Before long, the accumulating snow transformed him into a snowman, looking like just a part of the rocky landscape from the outside.

Only if someone dug through the snow, or if a strong cultivator above the Refining Profound Realm noticed, they might discover him.

...

...

Time began to slow down.

Song Yan had hidden five full bottles of fasting pills in his cloak, each containing thirty pills, which meant he could remain in one place for more than a year without starving.

Suddenly, he felt a tinge of regret: if he hadn’t deliberately suppressed his talent this past year, but instead showcased more of his skill in skin making, then... would Cheng Danqing have offered him protection?

Such an invasion by the Nanwu Sword Sect, Cheng Danqing, as the South Bamboo Peak Master, wouldn’t be as oblivious as him, a mere disciple, right?

But this "small regret" quickly passed.

Song Yan calmed his mind, expanded his perception as much as possible, and adjusted his mentality, ’If the situation turns dire, then I’ll just spend the winter in this position’.

Time ticked by, second by second.

That night turned unexpectedly long.

The distant energy clashes were palpable, even from far away.

Song Yan felt a bit of self-mockery: truly, it’s like a divine battle, and the insects scurry away.

Just as he was thinking aimlessly, a sudden tension gripped him.

Because there was movement from afar.

Not just a tiny bit of movement.

The evil qi suddenly roiled, and the woods shook violently!

Yet amidst these grand sounds there were hidden footsteps, roughly twenty people.

’Who are they?’ Song Yan wondered, ’At this time, why would so many people come to the evil land?’

Just then, an unexpectedly familiar voice from afar reached his ears.

"Red Mist True Man, weren’t you dead long ago? Where... where are you taking us?"

It was Lv Hong’s voice!

Then another voice followed.

"Red Mist True Man? Were you the Righteous Dao cultivator who was slain by the combined efforts of three Puppet Palace Peak Masters forty years ago? How could you possibly still be alive? And... how have you changed like this?"

"No one should know about the secret room we were in, how... how did you discover it?"

These voices, Song Yan carefully recognized them, finding them quite familiar.

Reflecting further, they were the voices of the Skin Masters on the Shadow Puppet Void Ship that day!

Considering their words, Song Yan roughly deduced an order of events.

As the "technical professions," the Skin Masters would naturally be protected.

So before the battle began, they were quietly sent to a secluded safehouse.

Yet, as the battle erupted, a Righteous Dao cultivator who had died forty years ago suddenly appeared, deftly extracting the secret room and capturing all the Skin Masters hidden within, leading them to the evil land.

The unfolding of these events was quite bizarre.

However, Song Yan suddenly thought of something:

The so-called ghost cultivator, is when a ghost successfully occupies a cultivator’s body, reincarnating with a combination of Profound Root.

’Ghost cultivator, Red Mist True Man is a ghost cultivator!

After he died in battle, his corpse fell in the evil land and was invaded by ghosts, becoming a ghost cultivator!’

Song Yan almost instantly made the connection.

Then, a chill crept over him.

If "Red Mist True Man can precisely locate the Skin Masters," does that mean... there’s a terrifying ghost cultivator hiding within Shadow Puppet Peak, and their status is quite high?

Who could it be?

...

"Cheng! Dan! Qing!!"

Lv Hong shouted, "Who are you really? Why are you here?"

The instant those three words were out, Song Yan’s mind exploded.

All doubts in his mind were almost immediately resolved.

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