Chapter 102 : Are You Angry with Me?
Chapter 102: Are You Angry with Me?
What the hell was the Heavenly Demon Wondrous Body?
As someone who relied on impression-based memory, Fang Chang stood there in a daze for quite a while before finally remembering.
Wasn't this the exclusive trait of that old hag, the leader of the Lustful Joy Path?
So why had it appeared on Zhang Su, who cultivated the Guanyin Path?
Fang Chang knew that Senior Aunt Zhang possessed the trait 【Undercurrents of the Sea of Desire (Dark Crimson)】. The appearance of a dark crimson trait meant that the person had certain flaws.
That was perfectly normal.
Everyone had flaws to one degree or another.
After refining corpses for so many years, Fang Chang had only encountered one or two people without any dark crimson traits.
But he truly had not expected
that Zhang Su's "Sea of Desire" would surge to such an extent that it directly gave rise to the golden trait 【Heavenly Demon Wondrous Body】.
The night wind carried the scent of blood and cloying sweetness. Faint dying groans and shrill laughter drifted from afar. The smell of alcohol mixed with powder and perfume, condensing into a sticky mist.
Within such chaos, that crimson dharma manifestation bloomed slowly like a flower of lust.
The astonishment on Fang Chang's face gradually subsided.
He could not help but laugh.
Now that the game had become reality, it was far more delightful than the rigid situations dictated by a program.
How truly interesting...
"No matter what, this matter can be considered a success."
Fang Chang felt no sense of disappointment.
Not far away, at the center of the plaza, the strange stone statue suddenly cracked with a sharp crack, as though an egg were hatching.
At the same time, the coffin in the sky shone with an even more intense black radiance, while a strand of sinister deathly aura seeped from the gap in its lid.
With the Demonic Seed inside Lü Shu completely eradicated,
this Battle Royale had finally come to an end. Zhang Su had become the manifested incarnation of the "Ancestor."
And all the Demonic Seed Qi accumulated within the formation would gather into that manifested incarnation, providing the power necessary for rebirth...
"Rustle rustle!!!"
Perfected Yue Han still spoke as softly as a mosquito's buzz.
However, it was obvious that she was speaking much faster and more urgently now, her cherry lips moving nonstop as she hurriedly finished speaking to Cheng Hua.
Cheng Hua frowned.
"Perfected Yue Han says that the powers of the stone statue and the coffin are merging. Once the process is complete, a heaven-shaking Great Demon with power reaching the Sixth Realm will likely be born. We must destroy the formation before the two completely merge."
"I see. Perfected One, how exactly should we do that?"
"Rustle rustle!"
Fang Chang nodded.
"Rustle rustle."
Perfected Yue Han: "?"
I speak quietly, but I'm not deaf, nor am I incapable of understanding what you're saying. What exactly do you mean by that, junior?
Cheng Hua looked at the two of them and said expressionlessly,
"What you're saying makes sense."
"..."
Fang Chang raised an eyebrow and looked over.
Cheng Hua continued,
"Since destroying the stone statue may cause it to be born ahead of time, we should gather our strength and forcibly break through the weakest point of the formation, escape first, and immediately request reinforcements from the sect afterward... That is the only option available to us."
You actually understood her?
"This formation is crude. Even with Perfected Yue Han's rather ordinary skill in formations, she should be able to find a weak point."
"Ugh... Rustle rustle..."
Yue Han let out a mournful whimper, rubbing her little hands together, looking as though she were on the verge of tears.
Cheng Hua had no idea how devastating her sharp tongue was to a sensitive, socially withdrawn fairy.
She continued,
"Where is your Obsession Path Yin Corpse? Release her. Obsession Path techniques are powerful enough. The two of us can use Ice Dissolution together, and with Perfected Yue Han's techniques, we should be able to..."
"What Yin Corpse? I'm a proper disciple of Canglan Immortal Mountain. I was born to stand against evil and have always drawn a clear line between myself and such heretical paths. Don't slander me."
Fang Chang declared righteously.
Cheng Hua fell silent and looked at him from the corner of her eye.
She seemed to realize something. After a brief pause, an unusually gentle note entered her voice.
"Are you angry with me?"
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"I told you before that after you entered the sect, I would often guide your cultivation... Yet after you entered, I scarcely went to see you during this period. Are you angry with me?"
Fang Chang was stunned.
He had absolutely no idea how Cheng Hua's thought process worked.
Weren't we just discussing how to break the formation?
"No wonder, even though we happened to travel the same route, you insisted on walking by yourself."
Yet Cheng Hua became even more convinced.
She stepped forward, her jade-like legs wrapped in icy silk, long and perfectly straight.
She took one step toward Fang Chang.
When he stepped back, she closed the distance with another step.
Her exquisitely beautiful face, as flawless as a painting, tilted upward toward him.
The cool moonlight shone upon her skin, fairer than snow and so delicate it seemed ready to break at a touch, making her cold, tranquil eyes appear even brighter.
She truly was breathtaking.
"I had intended to visit you. It's just that both you and Senior Sister Cui live in the bamboo forest behind the mountain, and my relationship with Senior Sister Cui is..."
"At a time like this, stop putting on an act in front of me. Let's leave this place first. After we return to the sect, I'll definitely visit you more often. Alright?"
Had anyone else said those words,
Fang Chang would have teased them a little.
But this was Cheng Hua.
He stared blankly at her face for a moment.
Once he regained his composure, he took another step backward.
Cheng Hua refused to let it go. She advanced another two steps, bringing them even closer together. The delicate feminine fragrance born from her body heat and perspiration invaded every opening.
"..."
Without saying a word, Fang Chang pointed toward the onlookers nearby.
Cheng Hua turned her head.
Perfected Yue Han stood there with her head tilted.
She looked at Cheng Hua, then at Fang Chang, swinging her head back and forth faster and faster.
Her thick bangs flew aside, revealing a pair of beautiful, bright eyes.
Perfected Yue Han finally realized what was happening and waved her arms vigorously.
"Rustle rustle!"
Cheng Hua nodded.
"This disciple understands. We'll leave first and discuss the rest later."
Fang Chang, however, shook his head.
"The weakest point of the formation won't be that easy to find. But the merging of the coffin and the stone statue cannot be stopped, and it's imminent."
He pressed a hand against Cheng Hua's shoulder to move her aside. The touch was firm and toned, yet carried a woman's unique softness and elasticity.
He activated the 《Demonic Seed Planting Art》, secretly striking the collapsed Xue Dali in the distance with a palm.
Then he slowly walked to the breach through which he and Perfected Yue Han had entered after breaking open the mountain.
At the very same time,
a grayish-black stream of energy stretched between the stone statue and the coffin, passing through the opening and connecting the two through the air.
The cracks in the stone statue multiplied.
The gap in the coffin grew even wider.
Even Perfected Yue Han had not expected the merging process to happen so quickly.
She panicked for a moment before quickly regaining her composure.
The visible half of her fair little face suddenly drew a deep breath, and she actually forced herself to speak aloud.
"I... I have... a... teleportation... secret technique... This technique... can send... all of you... out..."
Fang Chang asked,
"What about you?"
"This technique... consumes... far too much... You... all... must seek help... as quickly... as possible... As long as... this Great Demon... is destroyed... my life... is not worth mentioning..."
Her trembling voice carried unwavering resolve.
Cheng Hua knitted her brows tightly.
Fang Chang smiled, suddenly feeling the urge to pinch Yue Han's little face.
Instead, he shook his head and produced the Twin Dragon-Grasping Grass Talisman Treasure.
"I still have another method."
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"The Corpse Yin Aura within that coffin is incredibly dense... If I completely exhaust the power of this Talisman Treasure and trigger heavenly lightning before the two finish merging, then by using the overwhelming Yang power of heavenly lightning to continuously weaken the coffin's sinister Yin aura, there should be a chance."
"You're only a mere Third Realm cultivator. It won't have any effect."
Cheng Hua said.
Fang Chang replied,
"I'll supplement it with secret techniques and auxiliary materials, sacrificing my lifespan to double the power of the heavenly lightning."
"Nonsense."
"It is our bounden duty to punish the strong who oppress the weak, uphold justice, and safeguard world peace!"
Cheng Hua frowned.
Since when was that your character setting?
Fang Chang burst into laughter, paying them no further attention.
He attached a Fire Lotus Explosion Talisman beneath his feet, and the phantom of the Black Tortoise Square Cauldron flickered into existence.
The Explosion Talisman detonated with a thunderous blast, shaking the mountain violently. Borrowing the force of the explosion, he shot into the sky. Midair, he added another Wind-Riding Talisman, raised the Talisman Treasure high above his head, and charged toward the coffin in the heavens.
"I stand irreconcilably opposed to evil!"
"You idiot!"
For the first time, Cheng Hua completely lost her composure. She tried to stop him, but despite her incredible speed, she grasped nothing but empty air.