Chapter 52: Who is the demon when the staff head ferries people?

"Hehehe. You're lying to ghosts!" Han Ming mocked.

Ning Zhuo's voice cooled down: "Since you don't want to cooperate properly, I can only do it by force."

Saying that, Ning Zhuo took out tools from his bosom.

They were mechanism needles of various lengths and thicknesses.

"What are you going to do to me?!" Seeing the young guest approaching her step by step, Han Ming also panicked.

Ning Zhuo said as gently as possible: "Bear with it; some mechanism needles are a bit thick and might hurt a little."

More than a dozen small mechanism puppets, each carrying several mechanism needles, climbed onto Han Ming's whole body.

"You old thief, kill me... ah!"

Han Ming's body trembled, and she looked up and screamed. The shrill screams echoed in the cell, making one's whole body cold.

A moment later, more than a dozen mechanism needles were inserted into her whole body, joints, vital points, and even the front and back of her skull.

Some fine needles were fine, but at the sites of some thick needles, blood was slowly flowing.

Ning Zhuo took a deep breath and used secret techniques to manipulate these mechanism needles.

Large and small mechanism needles, accompanied by his manipulation, constantly rose and fell and trembled on Han Ming's body; some needle tips stirred inside Han Ming's body, and some needle feet rotated outside the body.

"Ah—!" Han Ming's screams came out again, almost piercing the listener's eardrums.

The severe pain struck, making her unable to stop her whole body from twisting, her slender fingers grabbing the cold and thick iron chains tightly, and soon her fingertips were grabbed and bleeding due to excessive force.

But this kind of pain was completely inadequate compared to the pain brought by the needle pricks.

Ning Zhuo was fully focused and began to trigger the magic treasure, the Buddha Heart Demon Seal, in his Divine Sea dantian!

The treasure seal was like a mountain, entrenched in the Divine Sea, and the demon statue at one end began to emit red demonic light.

The demonic light was soon reflected on the large and small mechanism needles, penetrating Han Ming's whole body.

The next moment, a pink heart seal shot out from Ning Zhuo and shot directly into the bottom of Han Ming's heart.

Han Ming's screams gradually decreased, and a strong sense of fear gripped her fiercely.

Because she felt her body was out of control, and she actually began to operate the Nine-Turn Soul-Eating Art!

"No, no!" Han Ming's pupils shrank to the size of needle tips, but she couldn't stop.

Soon, the cultivation method operated to a certain degree, and began to draw out Han Ming's soul foundation.

Ning Zhuo let go at the right time and opened the Soul-Sucking Shuttle.

The Soul-Sucking Shuttle did not fall to the ground, but was controlled by Han Ming and floated slowly in front of her.

Then, the sharpest tip of the Soul-Sucking Shuttle gently pierced into her chest.

The Soul-Sucking Shuttle began to activate.

Han Ming would never have expected that she would have such a day!

The Soul-Sucking Shuttle, the weapon she used to slaughter thousands and harm countless people, would one day be used against her, its master.

And the one using the Soul-Sucking Shuttle was none other than herself!

The Soul-Sucking Shuttle trembled gently.

The soul essence Han Ming had accumulated in her life was thoroughly purified and gradually infused into the Soul-Sucking Shuttle.

As the soul essence gradually approached the carrying limit of the Soul-Sucking Shuttle, the entire Soul-Sucking Shuttle began to emit a faint cold light.

A moment later, the Soul-Sucking Shuttle returned fully loaded and was grabbed by Ning Zhuo again.

Han Ming's face was pale, and her whole person seemed to have had her bones removed, directly softening and collapsing. It was only because her wrists, shoulder blades, and other places were locked by iron chains and pierced by iron hooks that she maintained a standing posture.

"What, what did you do to me?"

"What kind of method is this?"

Han Ming raised her head and stared at Ning Zhuo in horror.

"Are you a disciple of the Phantom Gate? Was that just now the Soul-Bewitching Great Method?!"

"Or are you from the Bewitching Sect? Did you use a Gu on me?"

"No, it's not, none of them..."

Her whole body was trembling, and her heart was also trembling; her previous confidence and self-assurance were swept away and completely disappeared.

Under the Iron Han Armor, Ning Zhuo had already shed two streams of nosebleed.

The Buddha Heart Demon Seal, ferry oneself to become a Buddha, and become a demon to others.

Using the Buddha Heart Demon Seal alone can affect targets of the same level, but it is often only for an instant. If facing a target one level higher in cultivation, the influence is more limited, and one must guide according to the target's thinking rather than directly tampering with it.

But if you use other mechanism needles to assist like this, you can increase the degree of influence.

Just now, Ning Zhuo used the heart seal to give Han Ming an order—operate the Nine-Turn Soul-Eating Art and pass on the foundation to the person in front of her.

With the cooperation of the mechanism needles, Han Ming really did so.

Even though she didn't want to at all!

"In the mechanism secret record left by Mother, there are also cross-shaped staff heads, 'gan'-shaped staff heads, and 'wang'-shaped staff heads. It's a pity that my cultivation is not enough, and I can't use the more powerful ones."

"Currently, I can only use this 'yi'-shaped staff head."

Ning Zhuo's mother was a mechanism cultivator. Most of Ning Zhuo's attainments in mechanism arts came from her mechanism secret record.

Staff heads, like puppet strings, are two of the mainstream ways to manipulate mechanism creations.

Just now, Ning Zhuo manipulated Han Ming as a mechanism.

Of course, relying on the staff head alone, even a 'wang'-shaped staff head, could not achieve this degree. Unless Ning Zhuo's cultivation far exceeded Han Ming's, or his mechanism attainments skyrocketed hundreds of times.

What truly triggered the qualitative change was the Buddha Heart Demon Seal!

Regarding this matching usage, it was something Ning Zhuo gradually explored.

The benefit is obvious, but the disadvantage is that the target being applied to will not live long and will become a consumable.

Ning Zhuo did not rush to absorb the soul essence, but carefully checked Han Ming's injuries.

"The cultivation method you concurrently cultivate is quite good; many parts of your body have successfully become corpse-like. This can allow you to persist longer, very good, very good." Ning Zhuo praised endlessly.

Hearing this, Han Ming could no longer persist and was so angry that she fainted.

At the same time.

Meng Chong rushed back to the City Lord's Mansion.

He came to the practice room, not wanting to waste a moment, and started to dissipate his cultivation directly.

Superior talent—Galloping Thunder!

Thunder light flickered on his body, and his three treasures of essence, qi, and spirit fell rapidly.

Thunder light helped his cultivation dissipation, and the effect was very amazing!

Meng Chong's eyes were full of electric light, and he shouted in surprise: "At this speed, by tomorrow, I will have completely dissipated my magic power and can re-cultivate!"

"I've learned it, I understand!"

"Galloping Thunder is my greatest capital. From now on, I will be brave and fearless, go all out, charge forward, and have no scruples!"

Meng Chong was immersed in the joy of the breakthrough.

He found that the more he focused on charging forward, the stronger the effect of Galloping Thunder, and the more he could control it.

"Sure enough, as long as I constantly express my nature, the talent will be more manifested and strengthened!"

"Elder Sun, you are amazing. Hahaha!"

Underground prison.

Ning Zhuo ignored Han Ming who had already fainted.

He came to the next room, opened the battle armor, held the Soul-Sucking Shuttle, and gently touched his skin with the other tip.

The next moment, a cool, gentle, and pure soul power flowed out from the Soul-Sucking Shuttle and poured into his soul.

Ning Zhuo took a step back, his pupils dilated suddenly, and an extremely comfortable feeling filled his whole body and mind.

It was like swimming in a lake in the dog days of summer.

His soul foundation soared rapidly, soon exceeding his sixteen years of growth accumulation, and surged by a factor of one!

But the soul essence in the Soul-Sucking Shuttle had only been consumed by half.

After a few breaths, the Soul-Sucking Shuttle was empty, and the previous faint cold light disappeared completely.

"Comfortable, too comfortable." Ning Zhuo was greatly refreshed, feeling better than ever before.

Then, he noticed something unusual.

He felt his left arm heating up slightly.

"What's going on?"

Like Meng Chong's emotion, he was both surprised and happy: "The left arm is heating up; is my talent triggered? Has it started to manifest?"

Ning Zhuo's mood became urgent.

If he could find the conditions for triggering it, then he could constantly implement it, cultivate and help grow the talent, and eventually let it fully manifest.

"What is the reason?"

"Is it because I absorbed pure soul essence?"

"Or is it because I cleaned up the demonic cultivator, punished evil, and maintained the righteous path of the human world?"