Chapter 148: 209, 210. Magical Beasts, Lian Chanxi, New Sect (Please Subscribe)

Because Song Cheng was no longer in his original body, even after not seeing them for nearly thirty years, he could not engage in intimacy with his wives; and what was more terrifying was that while he was a Martial Artist, he still possessed intense, surging blood energy and a craving for the union of yin and yang, but now he felt an incomparable indifference.

Whether it was An Jie, Tong Niangzi, or even Xiao Yu'er and Su Mengzhen, it was the same for all of them.

Earth Tier, perhaps it truly is the boundary between man and god.

If your very body has turned into mountains and rivers, how could your desires not change?

Gods are only interested in gods, yet even without carnal desire, the remaining familial affection grew all the more intense.

Song Cheng met with Tong Niangzi and the others, gave a rough account of recent events, and then introduced the martial artist named An Linyuan to refine her blade technique.

After finishing this, he spoke of his future plans and direction.

"An Jie, since you do not intend to openly rule the dynasty anymore, then in a while, you may perhaps head north with me.

In the North Land, I, A Ting, and Xiao Mo'er have each occupied a piece of land; if these three pieces of land can be connected, it will become a territory guarded by three Mountain and River Lords.

On this land, magical beasts are easily birthed; you can use the Taming Technique to tame large batches of magical beasts, and subsequently transcend the world, remotely controlling the dynasty."

An Chenyu said: "You still remember our original plan."

Song Cheng smiled: "Yes, I just didn't expect our dream from back then would be realized in this way."

Tong Niangzi, standing to the side, was also led to recall the past, but perhaps thinking of Xiao An and Ling Xue, she shed tears in sorrow; fortunately, her daughter-in-law was by her side, accompanying and comforting her.

Zhao Hua looked at Song Cheng at this moment; this was a human silhouette composed entirely of dust and leaves, yet the eyes and nose could still be clearly identified as Song Cheng. He knew that his big brother had now completely transcended their level and was a deity they could never touch.

However, his feelings for his big brother would not change because of this.

Following his big brother in this life, his fate had long since been completely altered.

At this time, he said: "Big brother, since that She Yitu brought the Molten Divine Blade to find you, he must have a scheme; on this trip west, you must be careful."

Regarding the affairs of the human world, he was full of wit and strategy, but he did not understand Song Cheng's level at all, so naturally, he dared not offer reckless advice.

Song Cheng nodded.

Then he sought out several other wives to chat with them one by one.

When he reached Su Mengzhen, this sister-in-law looked at his current appearance.

Manifesting at will and causing the heavens to resonate—this had long since exceeded her imagination, not to mention she had already heard of that great battle in the Imperial Capital and knew that the Molten Divine Blade had been killed in an instant.

"It is truly unbelievable," the sister-in-law sighed with emotion.

The scene of the man before her joining the Su Family still felt like it was yesterday, vivid in her mind.

Later, this man grew too fast, and she feared that Xiao Yu'er would not be able to hold onto him, so she personally stepped in, adding a layer of chips with her own alluring body; it was just that... in this process, the two of them also developed genuine feelings.

Su Mengzhen could never forget that in the Ghost Tower of the Reappearance World, this man carried her on his back, walking step by step until they walked out of the Ghost Tower.

However, all of that is in the past.

If one says that the Mysterious Grade and Yellow Grade are people of two different worlds, then the gap between the Earth Tier and the Mysterious Grade is actually far greater than the former. "Your descendants need not worry; the upper echelons of the Molten Empire within the dynasty have all been controlled by me. They revealed that most of your descendants are actually still in the Leiyun Continent and are in no danger.

It is just that... Bai Xiang was transported to the empire as a hostage in the Imperial Capital; I will go and bring him back."

Song Cheng found a topic.

Su Mengzhen nodded gently and then said: "Over these years, I have already cultivated the Third Tail and am now starting to cultivate the Fourth Tail."

The two suddenly fell silent.

Song Cheng looked up, gently stroking her long hair, looking at the face he had once been infatuated with.

Su Mengzhen raised her head to meet his gaze, and then she also revealed a smile.

If one were to ask what the greatest opportunity of the Su Family was, it might perhaps be the acceptance of Song Cheng.

In the following days, Song Cheng learned as much as he could about that god of the Wanling Empire from various sources, and then he left the dynasty alone.

A month later, after some patrolling, Song Cheng also discovered the location of that deity.

But what made him strange was that at the deity's residence, there were a total of two peculiar sets of data.

One: 【Combat Power: 1800 (7200) ~ 2545 (10170)】

【Favorability: 0】

The other:

【Combat Power: 7480 ~ 11200】

Song Cheng narrowed his eyes.

"A helper? Where did this come from?"

At this level, it is not like a fight at a street-corner martial arts school; let alone finding a peer to assist in battle, it is as difficult as ascending to heaven, and furthermore, he had not formed such a deep enmity with the deity of the Wanling Empire.

That "0" favorability, what was it born from?

While pondering, Song Cheng immediately descended from mid-air, landing amidst a range of green mountains, and glanced at his own "9269~13663"; green leaves and mud and stone immediately wrapped around him, transforming into a body with a normal silhouette.

He walked slowly along a scenic mountain path, seeing many running magical beasts along the way.

Where an "Earth Tier" existence resides, magical beasts can naturally be birthed; this is nothing strange.

He was originally walking forward normally, the green mountains like screens receding rapidly, but after walking for a while, he suddenly stopped.

His gaze pierced through the mountain, and he suddenly saw a strange magical beast; that magical beast did not move, appearing to be hidden in the shadows of a mountain cave, its aura completely restrained; if he could not see the data, he would have been deceived as well.

That data had actually reached the level of "Mysterious Grade Grade C" or so, and the color was slightly reddish; that was clearly the long-lost color of a Ghost servant.

Of course, to Song Cheng, the reddish tint was no longer limited to Ghost servants, but to all existences controlled by "Yin Qi."

"A Mountain and River Lord harbors strong hostility toward me, and there are actually Ghost servant-type magical beasts hidden in their territory. What on earth is going on?"

Song Cheng removed the adhering mud, moisture, and leaves, drifted closer, released his perception, and tried his best to sense.

Finally, he saw it.

It was a strong wild boar magical beast, but the skin that should have been stretched by solid muscle was wrinkled, the tusks that should have been far superior to steel blades were also rotting and black, and as for the four hooves, they were even more mottled with flesh and blood, with eerie white bones all exposed, having a sense of "skeletal remains."

Song Cheng did not continue further.

Today, he had originally come directly to see that deity of the Wanling Empire, wanting to get everything cleared up.

But the abruptly appearing other Mountain and River Lord, as well as the situation in the territory of the Wanling Empire's deity, made him feel vigilant.

As he thought this, he released his perception, sensing from afar that several young people were touring the mountains and waters several dozen miles away.

His expression shifted, and he swept over at high speed.

He saw it was a group of young men and women dressed in fine white silk.

"The pavilions and towers reek of wine and meat, while the old mountain and river paths are littered with frozen bones; how lamentable, how tragic," a young man with a mature appearance held a folding fan, gazing at the mountains and waters, and sighed heavily.

A cute girl beside him said with slight annoyance, "Wasn't it agreed that we wouldn't talk about such things while out on an excursion today?"

Another young man said, "True, Brother Ziyi, even if the world is in chaos and disasters are frequent, you and I are fortunate to have been born into wealthy families and have not been affected.

As the saying goes in the neighboring state, 'Drink today's wine while you can, worry about tomorrow's sorrows tomorrow.' How long can you live, and how much can you worry about? Just living today well, and living yourself well, is enough."

The young man named Ziyi sighed and said, "Does it really have nothing to do with us? That Young Master Pan Wentai and his family lived in the Imperial Capital; why was his family suddenly wiped out? Was that... was that really done by humans?"

The voice of the young man named Ziyi trembled more as he spoke, even his hands were shaking, and then he concluded, "Retribution, it is all retribution. Too many people have died in this era; those vengeful spirits will drag us down to hell together!"

The cute girl sneered, then looked silently at the strong young man carrying a saber on the other side, saying, "Brother Yan, you should properly persuade Ziyi and tell him to stop letting his imagination run wild."

The saber-carrying youth patted Ziyi on the shoulder and said, "It is not vengeful spirits."

Seeing that he was still hesitant, the youth added, "You have never cultivated, so you do not understand the ways of it.

Whenever evil ghosts cause trouble, it is always in places where human activity is sparse, or at the borders, or in isolated villages, or in treacherous mountains and rivers... But in the Imperial Capital, where human activity is bustling, the tragic death of the Wentai family must have been man-made, only staged to look like a ghost-wiping-out-the-family incident."

Song Cheng listened from the side and became interested; his divine soul stirred, and he directly slipped into the body of the young man named "Ziyi."

All information entered his mind.

The tragic scene of the Pan family's annihilation appeared one by one in his mind.

On the cold ground, stretchers were laid out one after another, white cloth lightly covering their faces, revealing raised contours; the rotting stench of the dead began to drift in the air, making one's hair stand on end and causing nausea.

Because Ziyi had some friendship with the Pan family, he had arrived at the scene at the first opportunity and saw the appearance of the dead after the Imperial Capital bailiffs lifted the white cloth.

The dead... their pupils were wide open, their mouths agape, torn to the corners of their lips, dripping with blood, and their chins were even dislocated.

Although this manner of death was terrifying, it was nothing to Song Cheng.

But for such a situation of ghost-like murder to appear in the Imperial Capital, even Song Cheng had never heard of it.

He scanned the surroundings again and saw some reddish data in the cave under the tall grass... However, even as these young men and women touring the mountains passed by, that reddish data did not move at all.

After a moment of thought, he had an idea, so he immediately stopped his steps and said, "Brother Yan, Xiao Yi, Brother Han, I suddenly feel there are some unclean things here; we should not stay long. Let us not tour the mountains and waters today and return early."

The cute girl named Xiao Yi couldn't help but cover her mouth and laugh, saying, "Ziyi, are you being overly suspicious and excessively nervous? This Funiu Mountain was the holy land of the Prayer Spirit Masters before; such a place is extremely sacred and has never had any incidents."

Song Cheng said no more; he had said this just to let these people know "this place is the priority."

After speaking, his divine soul withdrew from Ziyi's body, and he waved his hand casually.

A gust of wind suddenly arose, sweeping the four young people who were playing to more than ten miles away, and then he stood with his hands behind his back, looking at the surroundings, murmuring, "Since you want to hide, then I will make it so you cannot hide."

He knew there were two existences here.

One was weak, and nine times out of ten it was She Yitu; let's call the skeleton magic beasts here Ghost Beasts. The Ghost Beasts were nine times out of ten related to him. But he did not know what kind of person the other Mountain and River Lord was.

Therefore, he wanted to beat the grass to startle the snake.

Boom!!

A Ghost Beast was plucked from its hiding place by an invisible hand and thrown toward the location of those two Mountain and River Lords.

Song Cheng's figure flashed.

Boom! The skeleton wild boar magic beast from before was also thrown out.

Boom, boom, boom!!

A series of Ghost Beasts flew out one after another.

After doing this, Song Cheng hid himself and observed secretly.

In the Wanling Empire, at the center of the ruined earth fire, She Yitu felt the throwing of the Ghost Beast; even as a character at the level of an old demon, the expression in his pupils changed slightly.

He felt it, and the woman waiting in the cave elsewhere also felt it.

The woman's beautiful eyes opened wide, like purple lightning and green frost, and then she shed the dust and mud skin she was currently wearing, stood with her hands behind her back as a wild wind rose, arrived at the surface in an instant, and looked out... those many Ghost Beasts fell entirely into her eyes.

The woman's figure changed abruptly, turning into a giant, sticking to the mud and wet grass leaves, and then she raised her hand in a beckoning gesture, and that skeleton wild boar magic beast fell into her hands.

She stared at the Ghost Beast struggling in her palm, her expression growing colder, and her sandalwood lips parted, asking faintly, "Junior Brother She, why are there Lost Spirits in your territory?"

She Yitu's heart trembled, he lowered his head, and replied from afar, "Senior Sister, I... do not know."

"Since the path of the Dao is at an end, isn't it good to reincarnate for a lifetime? Why think of Lost Spirits?" The Senior Sister was not easy to deceive.

She Yitu's expression was somewhat agitated, and he murmured, "Why? Why? I want to see Xiao Lian; Xiao Lian is trapped in that land of chaos, I am not reconciled, I want to go find her!"

The Senior Sister was unmoved and said coldly, "Junior Brother She, if you wanted to find her, you would have gone long ago; why wait until now? I will give you one last chance; come with me now."

She Yitu's expression changed several times.

He really did not know who had discovered these Lost Spirits and thrown them out.

One must know, this was his territory; if he wanted to hide some things here, there was no reason for others to discover them! But now, all his plans had been broken.

He already knew that Song Cheng was extremely special; such a special existence met his transaction conditions.

He had originally intended to use "words before death," as well as "some spell power of the Mountain and River Lord," and "Song Cheng's offspring" as an exchange to trick Song Cheng into the trap. Although it was difficult, as long as he took it slowly, it might not be impossible to succeed.

But now... how was everything suddenly broken? His expression changed abruptly several times, he stopped pretending, and laughed wildly: "Lian Chanxi, do you think I want to? Do you think if I had a way, I would be like this?

Going back with you means reincarnation!!

Reincarnating as a mortal, where would I get such great opportunity to cultivate to today's level again? Only Lost Spirits are the only way!! So what if I don't go!"

After speaking, he snorted coldly, the Black and White Seal was immediately offered, and he also disappeared from the spot, leaving the four realms of the "Body and Soul Dream Realm" and descending to the level of the "Reappearance World."

Once he entered the Reappearance World, he held the seal and broke directly into that black and white world.

The Senior Sister known as Lian Chanxi also followed directly.

The true slaughter of the Mountain and River Lords actually did not take place on the surface of this world, but in the Reappearance World.

Song Cheng observed this scene silently.

Before his eyes, whether it was She Yitu or Lian Chanxi, they had both disappeared directly.

However, he had no intention of participating, choosing instead to continue waiting.

After a long while, Lian Chanxi's silhouette reappeared from where she had vanished—the tall, slender silhouette of a woman made of grass, leaves, mud, and stone.

In her hand, she gripped a strange set of shackles, and within those locks, the silhouette of an old man was being held captive.

Watching that woman's silhouette, Song Cheng let out a silent sigh of relief.

He had confirmed that this woman and She Yitu were definitely not working together.

He had just thrown out the Ghost Beast, which had effectively exposed She Yitu's secret, leading to a fight between the two sides, and naturally, She Yitu was no match and was captured.

At the same time, a strange ripple stirred in the depths of his heart—it was a desire he had never felt again after being with An Jie and Su Jie. It was a kind of attraction between the opposite sexes.

In other words, this female Mountain and River Lord before him, who was at the same cultivation realm as him, was the only woman his desires recognized as a woman, and the only woman who could stir his lust.

After a moment of thought, Song Cheng stopped hiding, condensed grass and leaves from the shadows, and walked out.

Lian Chanxi looked back instantly, her gaze locking onto him.

Song Cheng introduced himself: "Song Cheng."

After speaking, he saw a line of information appear beneath Lian Chanxi's strength stats: 【Favorability: 70】.

This time, he truly breathed a sigh of relief.

Lian Chanxi lifted her chin with a touch of arrogance, scanned the male silhouette opposite her, and said indifferently: "Were those lost beasts thrown out by you?"

Song Cheng said: "I have been wandering here for a long time and discovered these strange demonic beasts, but I truly did not know if the Immortal was an accomplice of She Yitu, so I tested it."

Lian Chanxi's favorability did not change, but her beautiful eyes swept over Song Cheng in a sidelong glance, and she said: "Do you have a Master Sect?"

Master Sect?

Song Cheng's heart stirred; he felt a bit wary, yet also a bit excited.

He shook his head and said: "Before encountering the Molten Fire Divine Blade and knowing about She Yitu, I always thought I was the only Mountain and River Lord."

Mountain and River Lord?

The shackled She Yitu was stunned, suddenly raised his head, and said: "Impossible, how could you be a Mountain and River Lord? You..."

"Behave yourself!"

With a thought from Lian Chanxi, the shackles tightened, and She Yitu immediately let out a miserable shriek, yet his shriek carried a venomous edge as he roared: "Song Cheng, since you are a Mountain and River Lord, help me escape! Your son and daughter-in-law are all in my hands! I can return one to you first! Hurry and help me!"

After speaking, his expression grew increasingly cold, and he said: "If you don't help me..."

Before the words had finished, Lian Chanxi closed her eyes slightly, and in the blink of an eye, no one knew what she had done; when she opened her eyes again, She Yitu, who had been roaring a moment ago, turned deathly pale, looking as if his parents had died, and stared at Lian Chanxi in astonishment and shock, saying: "You... how did you do that?"

Lian Chanxi snorted coldly: "I practice with my Master every day; how could I compare to you who are outside?"

After speaking, she added indifferently: "Little Song, I'll just call you Little Song. I have already snatched back your son and daughter-in-law; they are in my Yin She. You should open your Yin She, and I will return them to you."

Song Cheng said in astonishment: "Can Souls be stored directly in a Yin She?"

Lian Chanxi said helplessly: "You are too ignorant."

Song Cheng did not mind, laughing: "It's all something I've fumbled through on my own; how could I know much?"

"Open your Yin She," Lian Chanxi said.

Song Cheng carefully opened the Yin She of a certain family, and then... he saw a large, pavilion-like Yin She approaching from the distance, and after docking, the two Yin Shes were door-to-door.

Lian Chanxi looked at Song Cheng's "dilapidated Yin She" with some disdain, then took two Souls—a man and a woman—out from her own Yin She and gave them a gentle push, and those two Souls floated into Song Cheng's Yin She.

Inside the Yin She, Song An and Zhao Lingxue looked at Song Cheng, overjoyed.

"Father."

"Father."

Song Cheng was also quite happy and said: "It's good that you're safe, it's good that you're safe."

However, much of this knowledge exceeded his cognitive range, and after a conversation with his "already dead" son and daughter-in-law and learning the ins and outs, he roughly deduced that "She Yitu intended to trap him, but it was inadvertently broken by him."

When he returned, he saw Lian Chanxi looking at him.

A strange emotion arose in the depths of his heart; it was the feeling of a "young man who has not yet fallen in love, whose heart is just beginning to stir, being stared at by a beautiful woman."

And inexplicably, Lian Chanxi's favorability changed from "70" to "75" without any warning.

"Come with me to the Master Sect; it is not easy to cultivate to become a Mountain and River Lord."

"Is the Master Sect far?" Song Cheng asked.

"What's the matter?"

"If it is far, I must settle my family first."

"It is far," Lian Chanxi said indifferently, but before Song Cheng could speak, she added, "It is far beyond the horizon, yet right before your eyes. Little Song, you don't think that going to the Master Sect requires crossing thousands of miles, do you? Our Master Sect is right here in the Reappearance World."

However, one needs a token to enter.

Otherwise, it is extremely, extremely difficult to find.

Come."

After speaking, she prepared to submerge.

Song Cheng's heart stirred slightly, and he asked: "Does Sister Lian have a Dao companion?"

Having lived for a long time, he was certainly no novice; whenever his heart stirred, he would speak it out rather than hide it.

Lian Chanxi looked him over, her arrogant gaze seeming to appraise his appearance, and after a moment she nodded slightly, as if she were still satisfied; her favorability rose from "75" to "80," and at the same time, her sandalwood lips parted slightly as she said: "No."

Song Cheng got straight to the point: "Then, Sister Lian, do you think I would do?"

Lian Chanxi said: "If you can enter the Master Sect, then you will do."

(End of this chapter)