Cultivation through Skin Making novel Chapter 447

Chapter 447: 188. Hide the trump card, enter the Void (7.4K characters - Subscribe for a large Chapter)_2

Song Yan suddenly grinned, revealing two rows of gleaming white teeth.

An Li shivered, lowering her head.

Song Yan laughed heartily, gesturing with his hand, "Come here."

An Li sat at the edge of the bed, her body trembling.

Song Yan patted her hair and sighed, "Silly girl, I don’t blame you, it’s just that you’ve never really seen the world clearly. If you did, you should understand that I’m not scary."

An Li hung her head, "Sorry, it’s because I’m too stupid..."

Song Yan said, "I’m the one who’s at fault; I shouldn’t have pushed you so hard. Alright, you’ve been busy all day, go take a rest."

"Yes, master..."

An Li hesitated to speak, then turned and left, quietly closing the wooden door behind her.

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Time flew by, and a year later, Song Yan was mostly sure that Vilampu and the Nine-Child Demon Mother had likely left. This was expected, after all, the latter couldn’t possibly clash directly with the entire Ancient Race.

He had brought back a large amount of True Spirit Fragments for the Formless Ancient Race, helping them establish the title of "Formless Celestial Venerable", and in return, the Formless Ancient Race helped him evade a calamity with their influence.

A drink in return for a drink, an act of reciprocity, this is a good relationship.

Now, he was in a safe environment, and his injuries from taking a direct hit from the Nine-Child Demon Mother had mostly healed.

Song Yan pulled up a wicker chair in the courtyard, squinting as he basked in the sun.

Sometimes he envied cats, so lazy, so leisurely, now he too was like a cat, enjoying the calm before the storm.

If one does not prepare for the future, they will face imminent troubles; do not wait until disaster strikes to panic, to rage impotently, to think of turning the tide.

He always understood the logic of raising pigs for the festival.

"Heaven and Earth Overturned" brought the festival early, and he, the pig, was almost at the time to be slaughtered.

There is no uncalled-for love or hate in the world. Ever since the Primordial Ancestor of the Formless Ancient Race extended an olive branch to him in his difficult times, he knew he was wanted for something. 𝚏𝗿𝗲𝐞𝚠𝕖𝐛𝗻𝗼𝐯𝕖𝚕.𝚌𝗼𝗺

His Divine Soul could be hidden from others, but probably not from the Primordial Ancestor.

As his experience grew, Song Yan understood that the so-called heaven and earth, and the Ancient Race, were but creations of more powerful cultivators; he also understood that Changwang’s Evil Treasure was different from other Evil Treasures, its potential, if unleashed, could possibly have the power to "sail through the Sea of Suffering without damage" for long periods.

With heaven and earth overturned, if one could sail the Sea of Suffering long-term, they would have the opportunity to enter the next Cultivation Profound Realm.

"The old ancestor of the Formless Ancient Race should be after this."

Song Yan leaned back in his chair, listening to its creaking sound, plotting in his mind: "The earliest time this ancestor would act should be after I achieve Divine Infant status, at the latest during the ancient race upheaval 700 years later."

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