"Wangren Town".
In the mirror facing the main entrance of the mansion, a girl dressed in a bridal Luan robe, her head covered with a thin veil, had stood motionless here for the entire day.
Since Wang Yuan had left, she had been waiting here, occasionally looking towards the door, much like a bride eagerly awaiting her groom on her wedding night.
A big black dog also lay under the mirror, keeping her company.
Huang Wu was young and simple-minded, but she was not a witless being.
She had noticed sothing unusual about Wang Yuan long ago.
Especially before he left, the way he looked at her was exactly the sa as the last ti grandma, auntie, and uncle looked at her when they left!
She was afraid.
Afraid that Wang Yuan, like her other relatives fifteen years ago, would leave and never return.
But besides waiting, she could do nothing else.
Looking up at the massive dragon claw locust above her, she prayed silently in her heart:
"Grandma, I have been very good, just as you told .
Please ensure Xiao Yuan cos back safely."
She was, after all, the older sibling. When the elders were not around, it should have been her duty to protect her brother.
She had never hated her own weakness and powerlessness as much as she did now!
And as a female ghost, "obsession" represented power.
Even she herself had not realized that when this thought arose, a lodious cry of a young phoenix echoed faintly within her.
Vermilion bird brings prosperity with the wind, benefiting the husband with the four elents...
...
In the Beimang Mountain.
Facing the pursuers, Wang Yuan did not hesitate to instruct Mr. One-Eyed to active "Five Ghosts Moving Mountains" and jump into the Yin Road.
A gray, shadowy glimpse that made it impossible to distinguish any objects.
"Has ’Pangolin’ Fan Zhang finally started to mutate?"
Wang Yuan had long witnessed that among all the magicians, Fan Zhang’s four-finger seal was the darkest.
It was not surprising that it appeared on him first.
But the fact that he specifically ca to find Wang Yuan after mutating made him want to curse.
However, looking at Fan Zhang’s appearance, he had not yet completely transford into a "Weird" like the bandits who perford the sacrificial dance, retaining so human traits, with the possibility of communication.
Lady Peach Fairy had already said it before.
Any spirit, monster, ghost, or non-human engaged in cultivation could potentially "ignite into madness" due to breaking the Precept Taboos or suffering severe injuries, gradually mutating into a human-eating "Weird".
But this process was not necessarily instantaneous.
There were strict precepts like in the "Transformation into Tiger Technique": "After transforming into a tiger, one must not eat humans; eating humans imdiately leads to irreversible mutation."
There were also lesser consequences: "One must eat no less than twenty pounds of at per month, missing one pound ans cutting a pound of own flesh, missing two ans two pounds..."
It was even possible to choose which part of the flesh to cut, painlessly.
Compared to the forr’s irreversible transformation, the latter was a gradual process.
It was like playing with fire, where one might not die from playing once, but there would always be sothing left behind, like — a disfigured face.
The outward mutation was related to Life Chart, obsession, and Daoist Skills.
The ntal mutation would lead to gradual changes in ntal state.
Becoming increasingly paranoid, eccentric, breaching existing moral and ethical boundaries, or developing so strange extre habits.
Craving human flesh, fearing light, extrely lascivious, gluttonous, bloodthirsty, gender confusion, liking cross-dressing...
This state between the original form and "Weird" was called — demon.
Just as Wang Yuan was analyzing Fan Zhang’s current state in his mind, suddenly, Mr. One-Eyed’s hoarse voice echoed in his mind:
"Reporting to Mountain Lord, it seems we are lost!"
Imdiately afterward, they seed to have struck sothing, and the yin wind exploded, one man, one corpse, and five ghosts tumbled out of the Yin Road together.
Seeing the world of the living again, Wang Yuan’s expression changed.
He had thought they had traveled at least ten miles, but in reality, they had only moved about ten steps from their original position.
Fan Zhang and the old man he was carrying on his back hadn’t moved at all.
"Is this the Daoist Skill cultivated by the ’Construction Director’ before his death?
Just like the ’Jishi Energy’ in the tomb, it turned the Yin Road into a maze, causing the Five Ghosts to encounter ’Deceit Wall’!"
In just a few breaths, the ’Construction Director’ seed to be gradually rging into the flesh of the Earth Scholar, becoming one.
Only a white-haired head was left outside, showing Wang Yuan a creepy smile.
In fact.
"Heavenly Facing Householder" whether willing or not to be buried alive, after being tainted by the "Owl God Tomb" and becoming its henchman, is as loyal to Wang Yuan as Mr. One-Eyed.
Considering the importance that "Owl God Tomb" placed on "Vermilion Bird Brings Prosperity," how could it possibly let Wang Yuan take Huang Wu’s corpse away easily and completely cut off the possibility of reclaiming her Life Chart?
Compared to dealing with the people in the tomb, Wang Yuan’s situation was the top priority.
Although he had caught them off guard and made a decisive escape from the tomb.
But relying on the Daoist Skill cultivated in life, "Mystical Departnt Daoist Skill - Earth Dragon Construction Technique," no magician below the level of a Red Seal could escape the ’Construction Director’s’ hend!
It was already a Red Seal Mage who had entered the Daoist path in its lifeti!
Moreover, in conjunction with the resurrected Daoist Skill transford into "Weirdness," it no longer needed to consider the issues of Precept Taboo, allowing it to wield Daoist Skill freely.
This was exactly why its mutation was ten tis stronger.
"Hand over the treasure!"
Fan Zhang pulled out the Luoyang Shovel strung on his back and walked towards Wang Yuan.
Staring intently at Huang Wu, his mouth split into a grin that stretched ear to ear, revealing a mouthful of sharp teeth dripping with bloody saliva.
At the sa ti, the Nightmare Suppressing Power of the Construction Director rapidly kept Wang Yuan pinned in place.
Roar—!
At this mont, there was no further need to hold back his trump cards. Wang Yuan hugged Huang Wu close with his arms, freeing his hands to form a "Ghost King Altar Sealing Seal," which he then switched to a "Divine Tiger Seal."
His body suddenly twisted, transforming into a majestic, gigantic White Tiger.
Using "Soul Capturing and Spiritual Communication" to summon a yin wind, he securely attached his cousin’s corpse and all her equipnt and clothing to his back.
He fiercely tore through the Nightmare Suppressing Power and leaped onto the treetops, darting through the century-old trees like white lightning.
After killing Jishan earlier, his "Yin Morality" had regenerated to 382 points.
Though breaking the Construction Director’s Nightmare Suppressing Power only required 3 points per breath, he couldn’t maintain it for long.
He had to find a way to shake them off or consider a counter-kill!
But he had barely run a few yards when he heard the swooshing of the wind behind him.
It was Fan Zhang performing a "Weasel Roll" and swiftly leaping onto the treetops to chase after him.
Suddenly.
The fur on Wang Yuan’s back bristled, and his body instinctively dodged at lightning speed even before his brain could command it.
Crack!
The next instant, a flash of silver light streaked by, and the treetop under his feet snapped off.
Wang Yuan had tily leaped to another tree, catching a glimpse of that shining Luoyang Shovel being pulled back by a long rope attached to a copper ring.
It looked like a silver carp dangling on a fishing line, extrely agile.
After just a brief mont, the silver light struck again.
Admittedly, Wang Yuan’s inheritance of "White Tiger Military Art" was top-notch, while Fan Zhang’s practice of "Weasel Military Technique" was at best second to best quality.
But every skill has its strengths in the nineteen Jin Techniques.
The "Weasel Military Technique" specialized in Rolling Force, Pulling Force, Stepping Force, and Bouncing Force, mastered to near perfection by the Earth Scholar.
Its power even surpassed that of Cui Tong’s "Golden Wing Jade Waist Slave."
Especially after the physical mutation, Fan Zhang, who was already beyond the human realm, had strength comparable to a Spirit Monster.
Wang Yuan steeled his heart and whipped his tail like a steel lash.
Summoning a yin wind, he shot all the remaining "Mixed Elent Thunderbolts" in his pocket straight at Fan Zhang.
Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!...
Orange-red flas exploded, thundering throughout the forest, and the dense tree canopy was instantly shattered by the Thunder Power.
Even Fan Zhang, who was crazed though strengthened, had no choice but to shield his face and leap from the treetop, taking cover behind a large tree.
But he ended up bleeding profusely and in a sorry state.
Wang Yuan prepared to seize this chance to turn around and kill him on the spot.
Rumbling...
With his location as the center.
The ground of the mountain forest below seed to cave in like a pit, dragging down chunks of trees with it. Even as Wang Yuan repeatedly leaped across the treetops, he couldn’t avoid it.
He fell hard.
It turned out that even here, they were still within the range of the Underground Palace.
This was Wang Yuan’s limit; externally formidable but still just an ordinary Magician without a Dao Foundation.
After eliminating the Nightmare Suppressing Power from "Weirdness," once it ca to real abilities, if he couldn’t overpower the opponent, he was truly in danger.
Upon seeing a newly connected tomb passage and creatures like "Zhen Water Worms" and "Winged Fire Snakes" erging from the gigantic pit,
Wang Yuan’s face turned extrely grim.
His mind racing, he was about to throw the second piece of "Rashamon Bone" from his pocket, trying to bluff his way through,
When the "Qi Fortune" on the "Small Book of Life and Death" suddenly rose again.
He couldn’t help but be startled.
"Hmm? Didn’t the ’Shadowless Rat’ just absorb so ’Qi Fortune’? How could it co again so soon?"
The next mont.
As a thunderous roar filled the skies, the continuously rolling dark clouds above seed to tear open a huge hole, fiercely unleashing a torrential downpour over Beimang Mountain.
Fan Zhang, the Earth Scholar under the pit; the Construction Director, nearly fused with him; and Wang Yuan below the pit were instantly engulfed in a dense curtain of rain.
At this ti.
As a massive bolt of lightning tore through the dark sky.
Fan Zhang’s previously restless eyes suddenly shrunk to the size of pinpoints.
Because with the first drop of rain, on the other side of the pit, a white-haired old man appeared silently...
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