Cultivation through Skin Making novel Chapter 71

Chapter 71: 67. First Kill (4.1K words - Please subscribe)_2

’High-level magic mutations, their effects far surpass the ordinary. Now, this "Condensing Evil and Controlling Profound Technique" and "Torrential Rain Evil", except for some remaining Qi Concealment effect by the former, can basically be completely eliminated.’

Upon finishing, Song Yan made a sign for the White Snake Sword Technique, transformed into a rainbow, broke through the mist, and returned to the mountaintop where the Cave Mansion was located.

Little Lady Yuzhuang had already risen, slowly stewing rice porridge in front of the fire under the eaves.

Although Song Yan had taken a Fasting Pill, he still cherished a taste for mortal delicacies, so Little Lady Yuzhuang made sure to prepare breakfast.

Snow fell continuously, the beauty kneeled, steam rose, and the cold air carried a fragrance.

Song Yan put on the Bone Jade Bracelet.

The moment he put it on, he suddenly felt an inexplicable "neuropathic spasm" on his left wrist, a pain that came and went.

He frowned slightly and immersed himself into the ’Cold Prison Floating Life Bracelet’.

In an instant, he found himself overlooking the "Ice Cage", observing the prisoners of all ages within stretching their hands upward, their faces twisted in savage agony, crying out for help.

Strands of Divine Soul Power flew out from those prisoners, converging toward him, nurturing his Divine Soul.

The surrounding was covered in dense gray fog, but at this moment, the fog seemed to slightly disperse due to some movement, revealing a thick, black object not far away.

It appeared to be an iron pillar of the cage!

Just now, it was a strand of his dissipating Spiritual Power that touched that iron pillar, causing the "neuropathic spasm", like an octopus tentacle accidentally touching a hot iron rod.

Now, as the Spiritual Power retreated,

the gray fog closed in again, concealing everything beyond once more.

Everything returned to normal.

Song Yan looked up, yet saw nothing.

Such a scene was something a disciple at the Refining Profound Level shouldn’t have been able to notice, because although his power was mentioned, his spirit was weak.

The weakness of spirit should not allow him to notice the surrounding gray fog, let alone its dispersal or the appearance of the black pillar.

As his spirit grew with nurturing, even though his spiritual power slowly expanded, he could only notice "the struggling people in the Ice Cage" and "the fact that his Divine Soul’s nurturing came entirely from those prisoners", leading to either secret delight or disgust, never producing other emotions.

But now he not only used the "Cold Prison Floating Life Bracelet" to nurture his Divine Soul but also visualized Sword Intent with the "Profound Transformation Sword Manual", thus naturally able to perceive many things.

’Gu Huangzi... this old demon truly harbors ill intentions.’

’Besides the Tracking Spell on my left arm, this "Cold Prison Floating Life Bracelet" indeed harbors deeper traps.’

’I also roughly understand why Puppet Sect disciples aren’t taught the complete "Profound Qi Guiding Technique" at low realms.’

’As expected... from the Demon Sect.’

Song Yan’s expression was icy.

Suddenly, he began to realize that the situation he was in might be more dangerous than he had imagined.

Once Gu Huangzi completed his use of Song Yan’s "spy identity in Nanwu Sword Sect", once he acquired the complete Shadow Puppetry Inheritance, he would most likely make his move.

At that time, Song Yan might indeed become one of the "prisoners" in some "cage", providing Divine Soul nurture for the old demon, or end up as a blood-soaked paper, transforming into a flesh corpse...

The Demon Sect recruited many new people each year, yet the number remained relatively fixed.

It seems not only due to battle deaths but also because some... became "food".

"Master, breakfast is ready."

A timid voice of the young lady came from the side, Song Yan composed himself and responded, "Prepare an extra set of bowls and chopsticks, let’s eat together."

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In the blink of an eye, another half month passed.

Little snowflakes fell continuously, covering the thousands of palaces and halls of the Imperial City.

The glazed tiles and hidden black ridges were all dyed white.

Surprisingly, there were many people on the streets of the Imperial Capital, the markets were bustling, taverns and tea houses, incense and medicine shops, each lit with lights, the lamp designs novel, not just lanterns...

Occasionally, joyous laughter from passersby came from various places, as if this Imperial Capital was truly the capital, not a city plagued by demon disasters.

Song Yan and Su Canli were waiting for news at an inn, while Fu Shirong had ventured alone into the Imperial Palace.

If all went well, she would bring out a young eunuch or palace maid in a few days.

Needless to say, the young eunuch or palace maid would inevitably be someone monitoring her, at that time, Song Yan and Su Canli would perform a Soul Search.

Then Song Yan would transform into that young eunuch or palace maid and enter the palace with the Empress.

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