Chapter 111: 135, 136

Song Cheng came out of the Training Room and saw a little bird flying in the sky, and then saw his "little cotton-padded jacket" clapping her hands below.

He looked up and up, and began to clap his hands along with her.

A Ting heard the commotion, looked at him, reached out her arms, and called out, "Daddy."

Song Cheng scooped up his little cotton-padded jacket, and then the father and daughter cast their gazes toward the sky together.

"A Ting, is this the little bird you drew?"

"It was drawn by Baby."

"Wonderful." Song Cheng praised her with his mouth, but his expression revealed curiosity and gravity.

He looked up at the little bird with its slightly red information data; the color of this data was not much different from that of a Ghost servant, belonging to the type he would eliminate the moment he saw it during the Ghost Tide Period.

But A Ting, the data above her head was a simple black, the same black as any ordinary mortal.

Added to that strength of "0~0," it perhaps meant that A Ting was just an ordinary girl.

Just as he was thinking this, the little bird in the sky landed on a branch amidst the lush leaves.

The branch swayed, and the sunlight fell through the shifting leaves like copper-coin-shaped eyes of light; the little bird called out to Song Cheng, "Baby is wonderful!"

Song Cheng began to laugh.

It was currently the afternoon of the end of the sixth month.

Tong Niangzi and An Chenyu had both gone out to notify the "people of the Prefecture City about moving south."

Ying'er had gone along with them.

Ling'er was with Xiao An.

As for the Fox Immortal Young Miss, she was curled up on the rattan chair under the eaves, her legs curled into a ball like a fluffy big tail.

The weather was neither cold nor hot, just right for a nap.

Hearing the commotion at this moment, the Fox Immortal Young Miss finally opened her eyes and looked at the little bird on the branch, but she was not overly surprised; clearly, she had known about it earlier than Song Cheng.

However, there was a hint of envy in her gaze.

She also wanted to have offspring with Song Cheng.

Yet, she also had her own considerations; she wanted to wait until A Ting and Xiao An grew up before raising more, otherwise... how would she manage three children in the house? The Fox Immortal Young Miss had her own Heart Eye, and she felt that only when there was only one child would Song Cheng pour more doting love into it.

What's more, she was a little superstitious, feeling that if a man had children in quick succession, the ones born later were never as good as the ones born earlier, and it was necessary to wait for a period of time before trying again.

The afternoon passed in such seclusion and leisure.

In the afternoon, Song Cheng was rarely resting, so he had Ling'er prepare some drinks, and he played with the two children under the eaves.

He thought about the issue of the children's education, so he took his sword and shield, went down into the courtyard himself, and unfolded the "Xuanwu Six Forms"; for a time, it was incomparably magnificent, with fierce winds whistling.

Both children stared at him.

A Ting clapped her hands, and Xiao An imitated his sister.

The Fox Immortal Young Miss watched for a while and actually began to clap her hands as well; there was no other reason, only because Song Cheng's techniques were too exquisite, and she had never seen them before. For a moment, she even felt a bit envious of the two little ones.

The little ones watched, but they also gulped down their two small cups of drinks until they were clean, and then A Ting shook her cup with a "wa-wa" sound, and Xiao An imitated his sister.

Song Cheng looked at Ling'er to the side and said, "Is there any more Sour Plum Drink?"

Ling'er ran over and said, "Master, the Sour Plum Drink is gone. But I can still make Osmanthus Sugar Drink; the osmanthus is Spring Osmanthus, picked and dried today."

Song Cheng said, "Then make some."

Time seemed to have grown wings, and in a blink, it was evening.

Tong Niangzi, An Chenyu, and Ying'er returned one after another, and after they had their meal, it was time for Song Cheng to choose a room.

Today, he chose An Chenyu, because he always felt that Young Miss An had something to say.

Xiao An slept with his mother as usual.

A Ting went to sleep clinging to the beautiful Fox Immortal Young Miss.

The Fox Immortal Young Miss, operating on the idea of "practicing for raising her own offspring," was also happy to sleep with A Ting.

On the bed.

Today, the Quicksand River was as turbulent as ever, and the monsters at the bottom of the river were still poking their heads out to challenge him.

Song Cheng did not mince words, said "Come and fight," and the two fought from the bottom of the river to the peak of the snowy mountain... After a long while, the battle ended, and Young Miss An submitted, snuggling up to her man, showing a bit of resentful emotion.

Song Cheng had seen it long ago and had guessed An Jie's thoughts.

An Jie was essentially similar to Huazi; both belonged to the ambitious sort, and both had very good brains.

Huazi was dark, but wasn't An Jie poisonous?

She was unhappy that he refused to take the opportunity to move south.

The paper tiger facade of the Central Plains in the south had already been exposed by the Six Towns and Zhao Hua.

Before fighting, everyone felt that the Central Plains were very powerful, and the Imperial Capital's elite troops must be much stronger than these miserable wretches in the north.

But once they actually fought, they discovered, "So that's all there is to it?" What great Jianghu factions, what Divine Weapon Hall, what Star Gazing Tower—it turned out none of them were so unreachable.

An Chenyu had gritted her teeth and climbed up step by step from the most disadvantaged, lowest level; she looked calm and breezy, but the thirst for power in her heart was deeper than anyone's.

Perhaps during the days of raising A Ting, she had quieted down a lot.

But now, as A Ting grew up, her self was rapidly returning.

Song Cheng thought for a moment and took the initiative to say, "An Jie, I refuse to move south because there are too many things in the south that I cannot see clearly."

He remembered the words of his sister-in-law Su Mengzhen and muttered, "The Six Towns and the Yunhe are all full of strangeness.

Moreover, the situation in the Imperial Capital is chaotic; before I see it clearly, I don't want to risk taking you all into the game.

But I promise, once I see it clearly and things are settled, I will definitely take the whole family south."

An Chenyu sighed softly and said, "Huazi is already the son-in-law of the Qi Family in Donghai Zhou..."

Song Cheng said, "I can train one army, and I can train a second.

The North Land is no longer suitable for the people to survive; such a large Prefecture City is more than we can look after."

When the next Ghost Tide arrives, the commoners here will only suffer countless deaths and injuries.

That is why I am having them head south.

As for those who remain, we can use Zhushan Temple as the core to form a small village.

If the land is small, like a small village, the possibility of being attacked by Ghost servants will also be much smaller."

An Chenyu said: "Stop lying, you don't want to head south at all. With your abilities, you could defend a small village no matter what."

Song Cheng said: "An Jie, is power in this world truly that good?"

An Chenyu said: "I grew up suffering cold looks, and it was only by relying on a thirst for power that I slowly became the head of the Ruyi Chamber of Commerce, and then the head of the An Family. If power isn't good, then how could it have brought me to such a high place? But I feel this is still not enough; I want to give A Ting the best, I want A Ting to live in the most prosperous and safest place, not this village isolated from the world!"

Song Cheng said: "But A Ting's ability cannot be exposed."

An Chenyu said: "Then never let anyone see it! That is the ability of an evil Ghost, that is a sickness, that is only because this North Land has been affected! Husband, you were willing to name our son Xiao An, hoping he would be safe and sound, yet you do not wish for your daughter to be safe?"

She spoke faster and faster, becoming more and more agitated, like a mother tiger protecting her cub.

Yet at the same time, she was revealing the dissatisfaction in her heart.

She wanted to head south.

She wanted her husband to go to Zhao Hua's side and take back what belongs to her husband.

Those armies were trained by her husband; if her husband went to seize the troops, those soldiers would surely still listen to their own master.

Originally, if Zhao Hua hadn't married into the Qi Family of Donghai Zhou, it would have been fine, but since he did... that means Zhao Hua's army, everything, might have nothing to do with us anymore! "In the face of power, there is no family affection; even own brothers can turn against each other, let alone sworn brothers? It's not that I don't trust Zhao Hua; when he was in Hanping Prefecture, he used to call me Sister-in-law An every other word, and I treated him well too; at that time, everything was real! But now... after discovering that the Central Plains, the Imperial Court, might actually just be that way.

Can he resist the urge to covet the Imperial Capital? For a mortal, that is the supreme power.

Facing that power, who can still maintain their sanity? Especially when you are only one step away from it.

Even if you know clearly that the consequence of missing this step is being smashed to pieces, even if you know clearly that this path requires killing ten thousand, ten million, or even your own kin,

you would still walk it without hesitation.

Because, that is the Heavenly Son!"

An Chenyu was trembling all over, then said: "Husband, don't you understand yet? Huazi... is already only your brother in name.

Our current situation is not safe.

You... why do you still think of seeking peace in one corner? When the Ghost Tide destroys this place, the south will enjoy peace and prosperity, but we will have to live in increasing fear!

Even if you don't consider me, consider A Ting and Xiao An!"

Heavy, gasping breaths... boundless silence. Ambition and desire intertwined; the water rose in early summer, and one could faintly hear the croaking of frogs and the chirping of cicadas.

In the darkness, Song Cheng could feel An Chenyu's heartbeat and her unwillingness to give up.

He didn't have much ambition, but his wife was like this, and what she said was not without reason, which made him unable to help but feel hesitant.

With a shift in his thoughts, Song Cheng suddenly said: "Then why not establish a brand-new force here, a force that gathers information, assassination, and behind-the-scenes control.

When the time comes, it will look like the Ruyi Chamber of Commerce from the outside, but at its core, it will be this force.

You can yield the position of head of the Ruyi Chamber of Commerce to others, but you can be the true master of the behind-the-scenes force."

Song Cheng had no choice but to find something for his wife to do.

Moreover, he himself also had a need for a force capable of "information exploration."

Sure enough, An Chenyu became interested, and immediately began discussing the possibilities of this force with Song Cheng.

The more they discussed it, the more feasible they felt it was.

Her own man had extremely strong power, was skilled in leading troops, and also had deep connections with noble families.

If their daughter's ability was truly not a sickness and could be properly utilized, it would be extremely terrifying.

And there were many, many secrets hidden within the Ghost Tide; this could be seen just from the facts that "the Wood Crystal that can produce high-yield grain seeds was born in the Ghost Domain" and "the Skull Double Fish Pendant, Ghost Mirror, and Ghost Bed were all searched out from the Ghost Domain"... all of this was feasible.

"Since my husband said to let me control this force, then I shall choose the name."

"It should be so." Seeing the mother of his children settle down, Song Cheng breathed a sigh of relief.

An Chenyu thought for a moment and said: "The ultimate of Yin is Gui; since it is ruled by a woman and utilizes the power of evil Ghosts, let's call it Yin Gui."

After saying this, she murmured: "Ruyi Chamber of Commerce, Yin Gui Society... is that okay, husband?"

Song Cheng:... "I suppose it's okay."

Early the next morning, Tong Niangzi and An Chenyu went out again, busy preparing for the commoners to head south.

But today was somewhat different from yesterday.

Because yesterday it was just a blanket notification, but today there was an extra step.

An Chenyu specifically arranged for people, promising them great rewards, to keep those in the various martial arts halls who had some aptitude, while also deliberately keeping the young and strong to serve as Martial Artists or for the army.

After finishing this, she began to plant her trusted aides to ensure the Ruyi Chamber of Commerce could head south.

She specifically wrote a letter for her trusted aide to deliver to General Zhao after arriving in Donghai Zhou, so that no matter how Zhao Hua's heart had changed, he would certainly give his brother and sister-in-law this much face, and then the Ruyi Chamber of Commerce could successfully take root in Donghai Zhou.

On the other side, Song Cheng was routinely soaking in the Training Room.

Even if he had obtained some power, he still needed to practice and consolidate it himself.

He glanced at the "Nine-Tailed Fox Spirit Scripture (Mysterious Grade Grade C) (Six-Tail) (Completion)" on his panel.

He could feel that "Six-Tail" was already the limit of "Mysterious Grade Grade C"... he had reached the time when he needed to break through to a greater realm again.

The previous realm was reached by accidentally passing the Reappearance Tribulation, but for the next one... he had no clue, because the strongest people he currently knew had already been left far behind by him.

Even the strongest person in the history of the Su Family was only at his current level, so how could they give him guidance? Therefore, he had to practice on his own; even without an opportunity, he still needed to successfully cultivate some of the things that came with a "realm breakthrough."

Whoosh, whoosh—he raised his palms as if parting water, and his hands fell like the tide.

Song Cheng's movements were slow to the extreme, but the airflow in the Training Room turned into a violent vortex.

If someone were to enter the room at this moment, even a Martial Artist would lose their balance, like a fisherman falling into a storm-tossed sea, losing their balance in the air of the Training Room; inside his body, it was even more exaggerated, with internal energy surging wildly, phantoms unfolding layer by layer and then retracting layer by layer, to the point that a strange film began to form on Song Cheng's body surface.

The ultimate of the Qi Realm is the phantom.

The phantom is the ultimate of the human body's Qi.

However, if one obtains the feedback of a Ghost to nourish the physical body, this Qi will be strengthened and form a convergent effect... the diffused phantom retracts back around the body, and when combined with the Ghost, it manifests a supernatural effect.

However, "Mysterious Grade Grade C" is a further enhancement of the Ghost Soul, one that relies on the power of evil ghosts, an enhancement gained after passing the Reappearance Tribulation, and a complete breakthrough of the shackles of the "Innate Ghost Soul."

This further enhancement and further convergence caused the layer of membrane on Song Cheng's body surface to accumulate and thicken.

It changed from invisible to having color.

Grey!

A layer of grey membrane slowly covered Song Cheng's body surface.

This is the change brought about by the "Soul nourishing the physical body" at the Mysterious Grade Grade C realm.

This membrane, plated onto the body surface, allowed Song Cheng's body to also feel a corresponding qualitative change; it was a qualitative change where the physical body is hard to destroy.

No matter how this body is hacked or what kind of wounds appear, it will recover extremely quickly, or even instantly.

Because the power of that Qi has already penetrated into every part of the body, making every part of the flesh, even just the hair, no longer in its original natural form. He tested it simply.

Sure enough, any wounds on his hands or body were no longer called wounds; the stable Soul nourishing the physical body gives rise to a stable outline, and these outlines ensure that no matter how your body is deformed, it will automatically return to the "appearance under memory."

And this only has an effect once the "Grey Membrane" is reached.

Song Cheng practiced for a while longer, and the more he practiced, the more handy he became.

Ghost Soul, the Soul is hard to destroy.

Nourishing the physical body reveals the Grey Membrane, and thus the physical body is also hard to destroy.

Song Cheng sat cross-legged on the ground, his Soul leaving his body for a year, then looked down at his own shell that had lost its Soul.

Yet he saw the shell like a grey statue; if someone were to use force to slash this shell at this time, they would be directly shaken to death by the counter-shock force; if there were an expert capable of splitting the shell in two, then the shell would also quickly restore itself after being slashed.

Song Cheng observed for a while, then returned to his body with satisfaction.

However, having reached such a realm, he began to feel the urgency of one thing.

That is... he needs an opponent of the same realm.

If he doesn't have a sparring match with someone of the same realm, it feels as if he hasn't fully mastered this realm at all.

Practicing like this, several more days passed.

The disciples of Zhushan Temple formed teams to head south, and the Ghost Servants along the way had also been cleared out almost entirely.

And the first wave of commoners heading south was also prepared.

In the early morning, An Chenyu saw this batch of commoners off at the city wall.

The human presence in the city was clearly a bit less.

Even though the scorching sun was still shining high overhead, it gave people a hair-raising feeling.

This matter kept her busy until evening, and only then did An Chenyu return to the residence.

Perhaps considering that An Jie had been in a bad mood recently, Song Cheng chose her room tonight.

Fierce wind and heavy rain, pear blossoms trembling in chaos; when it calmed down, An Chenyu revealed a worried look again—the establishment of the Yin Gui Sect had not yet begun, and many things required worry.

Song Cheng thought for a moment, then said: "An Jie, I plan to go out tomorrow."

"Just go if you want, do you still need to report to me?" An Jie came back to her senses and said with a smile.

Song Cheng said: "Do you still remember the Extreme Bliss World I told you about before?"

"You are going?"

"Mm, I am going."

If Xiao Yu'er, who only has One-Tail, could seal the Rotten Poison Ghost by borrowing a maid's body, there is no reason he, with Six-Tail, cannot seal it.

Moreover, he still trusted the words of his sister-in-law relatively well.

A Single Ghost is a Mysterious Grade Grade C.

A Double Ghost is a Mysterious Grade Ding Quality.

The Human Skin Ghost of the Extreme Bliss World is a Single Ghost.

Or rather, the vast majority of ghosts appearing nowadays are still Single Ghosts.

It is just that "Ghost" has one more characteristic compared to "Mysterious Grade," and that is: infinite power, immortal and indestructible.

The consumption of Mysterious Grade is actually not small, but a Ghost is completely unafraid.

"The Human Skin Ghost has a deep connection with me; I almost died because of it, and A Ting also has power similar to it. Therefore, I must take advantage of the time when this Ghost Tide has just subsided to go and see it.

The previous wave of Ghost Tide has already begun to appear in large numbers in the Form Realm; I am worried that all ghosts will become stronger later.

By then, if I want to go see the Extreme Bliss World, there is no guarantee I won't encounter a stronger Double Ghost... that would be hard to deal with."

"Let Sister Su accompany you."

"No need."

"Then what if Sister Su asks?"

"I will tell her."

The next day, Song Cheng revealed his power slightly, persuaded Su Ningyu, then wrapped himself in a cloak, put on a hood, carried the large Sun Nine-Pattern Golden Coffin horizontally on his back, and left the city alone.

This time, he was not only going to see the Extreme Bliss World, but also to investigate one thing, and that is: the disappearance of the Rotten Poison Ghost's sealing object.

That was an evil ghost that Su Ningyu had spent a lot of effort to seal, but when she went to look for it later, she found it was gone.

The Sun Nine-Pattern Golden Coffin can defend against evil ghosts, and even Ghost Servants.

If an ordinary Martial Artist were to pass by unintentionally and completely ignore the terrifying battlefield left behind, and instead insist on brainlessly opening the Golden Coffin, then the Rotten Poison Ghost should have been released.

But in fact, up until now, Song Cheng had not detected any Ghost Servants of the Rotten Poison Ghost, which means the Rotten Poison Ghost might still be in a sealed state, just taken away by someone.

The Northern Territory would become his temporary place to stay, and he did not want such a large hidden danger in the surrounding area.

What is a hidden danger?

Anything that is unclear is a hidden danger.

These could all cause harm to him or his family.

Nowadays, the Prefecture City still looks like it has many people, but once it shrinks, it will decrease sharply, and one does not know what kind of trouble will emerge from this Yinrang.

Song Cheng carried the Sun Nine-Pattern Golden Coffin on his back, moving rapidly through the woodland.

In the forest, the smell of rot was extremely heavy; looking closely, however, there were many corpses, mostly animal carcasses.

Yet after his gaze swept over the surroundings, there were still many data points and figures of wild beasts flashing in his eyes.

Looking more carefully, these wild beasts were all as if newly born, and they were not ordinary animals, but small-scale demonic beasts.

It stood to reason that they were born after the Ghost Tide had passed.

Because the path he was taking was rarely traveled, Song Cheng's wandering quickly attracted nearby Ghost Servants.

The Ghost Servants around Hanping Prefecture were mostly "Skin-Stitched Ghost Servants," such as deformed skin spiders and the like. Song Cheng killed the Ghost Servants offhandedly, single-handedly carving out the same effect that Zhao Hua had previously led the Tiger Leopard Cavalry to achieve with their charges.

However, killing these Ghost Servants did not even count as an expenditure for him.

At nightfall, he found an open space in a dense forest, piled up a bonfire, roasted a newly killed "demonic beast pig," and after gorging himself, he rested against the golden coffin with a calm and composed air.

A night passed, and Song Cheng was safe and sound.

He continued on his way. Thus, several days later, he finally stepped to the entrance of the familiar village.

The gray earth was filled with a faint smell of rot everywhere; in the distance, the roof ridges looked as if they had been soaked in ink, appearing even more profound and pitch-black. The gloomy weeds were left untended and had long since grown wildly.

The old trees seemed to have been influenced by some kind of eerie power, growing crooked and twisted like deformed monsters, their trunks pitted and their branches sharp and rugged. Tanghe Village, he had arrived!

Revisiting the old place, Song Cheng was not nervous; he only watched the distance cautiously, scanning over and over again for the existence of data. If he confirmed there was none, he would continue to walk two steps inside.

He knew that although the Human Skin Ghost was on the Hou Shan behind Tanghe Village, because of its fight with Yun E, Tanghe Village was very likely its territory as well.

He had already stepped into the territory of the Human Skin Ghost.

This was his first time facing an evil ghost directly.

Even though this evil ghost was sleeping, he would not be careless.

Perhaps because this evil ghost's Yin land sensed the approach of a living person, the entire village shuddered violently.

Song Cheng closed his eyes, feeling a tide like ink rushing over from afar, turning into a bone-chilling cold wind that hit his face and blew his black hair.

In the village, fog rose abruptly.

Clearly, even though the Human Skin Ghost was sleeping, it had discovered his arrival.

The fog curled and gradually deepened, covering people's knees.

Song Cheng was not in a hurry either; on an unfamiliar battlefield, the more one wants to finish a fight quickly, the easier it is for things to go wrong, and besides, he had come today with the purpose of learning.

He wanted to deepen his understanding of evil ghosts.

To know what exactly this was.

Slap!!

The Sun Nine-Pattern Golden Coffin was unslung by him and pressed into the damp soil at the village entrance.

He sat his butt down on the coffin, watching the fog rise like a tide, slowly submerging the bottom of the coffin and reaching his dangling legs.

Suddenly, a piece of data appeared extremely abruptly in the distance.

Pale red, without any warning, just as if a person had appeared out of thin air.

Song Cheng looked over, only to see that the strength data was just "10~10," but what was strange was that there was actually a favorability rating below this strength data.

And that favorability was "90."

The fog grew thicker, and a human silhouette walked out from within.

Song Cheng saw clearly that it was a woman with a beautiful appearance and a delicate figure.

He narrowed his eyes, then took the initiative to call out the woman's name, "Nan Hui."

Nan Hui's figure was intact, but her clothes were tattered. She walked over hurriedly and urged, "Brother Song, run quickly, run quickly, there is a ghost here!!"

Song Cheng pointed to a large rock not far away and said, "Stop there; if you come any closer, I won't be polite."

Nan Hui stopped, appearing somewhat at a loss.

Song Cheng curiously sized up this very unconventional Ghost Servant, thinking to himself: 'Is this a first-generation Ghost Servant? Can it actually reappear for so long?'

On the other side, Nan Hui said, "Brother Song, why do you feel different from before?"

Song Cheng was very patient and asked with a smile, "How am I different?"

Nan Hui said, "I remember you were fleeing, and I was grabbing the corner of your clothes. Later, halfway up the mountain, your clothes tore, and I fell down... The clothes you are wearing are not the cloak you have now. And you are now..."

Intense astonishment appeared in her eyes.

Song Cheng was stunned and asked about some past events.

Nan Hui actually answered fluently.

After a while, another data point with a strength of several tens and a favorability of 90 appeared in the fog.

When it got closer, it revealed the appearance of a woman in tattered clothes but with snow-white skin and a flower-like face.

As soon as that woman saw Song Cheng, she said with pleasant surprise, "Mr. Song! You, you are okay? Quickly take me away, let's escape quickly! There is a ghost here!"

Song Cheng narrowed his eyes and looked.

It was Guan Xi. He asked a series of questions again, only to find that all the memories Guan Xi knew stopped at the day "everyone encountered the Extreme Bliss World."

Then, Uncle Fuhai, Xiao Erzi, and so on—all the villagers Song Cheng knew walked out of the fog.

Everyone began to urge Song Cheng to leave quickly, each of them looking panicked and saying there was a ghost.

Song Cheng finally understood.

Was the Human Skin Ghost sending lobbyists because it knew it couldn't beat him? He looked at these familiar faces and was just about to say something when suddenly these people all froze, losing their vitality like statues, standing motionless in the gray fog.

A strange "creak, creak" sound of wheels suddenly rang out in the fog.

An ox cart came from afar, accompanied by the sound of metal.

An expressionless man in magnificent clothes was driving the ox cart.

The cart carried a cage covered with a thick black cloth.

Creak... creak... The ox cart stopped, stopping opposite Song Cheng.

A low, suppressed female voice came from the black cloth cage: "If anything happens to me, the Souls of these people will all dissipate."

Song Cheng asked curiously: "Are you saying that their Souls did not go to reincarnation, but were bound by you within your Ghost Domain?"

"Yes."

"You still have humanity?"

"No."

Song Cheng was very curious about the state of the human-skin Ghost inside the black cloth cage.

He suddenly raised a hand, and the power of the Grey Membrane stirred the airflow into a riot, as if a god controlling the wind had cast a spell, and a fierce wind rose violently.

The black cloth withstood the immense force, but instead of being lifted directly like ordinary fabric, it emitted a heavy, metallic "clack-clack" sound.

Song Cheng showed an impatient expression and clicked his tongue, and only then did the black cloth give up its resistance and lift directly, revealing a disheveled evil Ghost curled up in the black cage like a leopard.

And his actions were like a provocation, or rather, they directly incited the most primitive killing pattern of the human-skin Ghost.

Everything around began to twist and change.

Nan Hui, Guan Xi, and many others disappeared.

Inside the cage, the evil Ghost was gone, replaced by a wild beauty crawling like a leopard.

"How about it, isn't my Heavenly Maiden of the Extreme Bliss World quite good?" A man with a handlebar mustache wearing wide, magnificent robes leaned in and said with a soft laugh, "Whatever I make her be, that is what she is; right now, she is a female leopard waiting to mate. Do you want to try?"

PS: Only managed to write this much today. (End of chapter)