Chapter 23: Song Yilou: I Want to Report Myself⊠part 1
Yun Wuxiang: “Exposing yourself so easily, what do you plan to do now?”
The script on the bronze mirror shifted: [I just didn’t want the mirror the Guanzhu touches to contain other ghosts.]
[We Gu only tattoo our own partners personally. The Guanzhu’s tattoo is already half done; rounding up, we are already fiancĂ©-husbands. I have the right to stop my fiancĂ© from touching other ghosts!]
Yun Wuxiang scanned the row of words. Fiancé? Who agreed to that?
[Guanzhu, hurry up and destroy that sealing talisman holding Shunming. Why are you keeping her? And you put her in your sleeveâthat is my territory.]
Even territory claimed when he was a cat was still his territory!
Yun Wuxiang: “You come out, and I’ll get rid of her.”
[And then you’ll get rid of me.]
“Itâs rare for you to have such self-awareness.” Yun Wuxiang held up a sealing talisman. “If you don’t come out, you can stay inside forever.”
[Guanzhu, I have something else to tell you. I changed the poison in Prince Li. Shen Lanqing’s blood probably won’t work anymore. Do you want me to…]
Yun Wuxiang’s hand pressed the talisman down firmly. “Although I am not an expert in Gu poison, I know a thing or two. Dragging it out slowly will suffice.”
One of the protagonists wouldn’t die that easily; the plot still had a long way to go.
“Trusting you would mean I have a hole in my head.”
“What do you think, Princess Shunming?” Yun Wuxiang set the broken mirror aside, took out the sealing ball, and asked.
Princess Shunming: …
Although she had indeed been pitted by Song Yilou, her brain did not have a hole in it!
Yun Wuxiang added, “I am not a bloodthirsty person. Tell me what Song Yilou traded with you, and I will spare your life and send you to the Ghost Realm. How about it?”
Princess Shunming was suspicious. “How can you guarantee that?”
Yun Wuxiang asked leisurely, “Why should I offer you a guarantee? Right now, you are in the Mortal Realm, not me in your Ghost Domain.”
A wisp of Pure Yang fire rose from his fingertips, and a faint layer of killing intent dyed his brows amidst the light and shadow cast by the flames. “Or perhaps, you are prepared to use your life to keep Song Yilou’s secret?”
Princess Shunming was instantly disgusted. “I’ll talk! Move that fire away!”
Yun Wuxiang flicked his finger, and the flame extinguished automatically.
The sealing ball was quiet for two seconds before Princess Shunming’s voice, naturally carrying a gloomy ghostly aura, came from within: “Song Yilou has a subordinate in Prince Xuan’s manor. Once Prince Xuan returns to the manor, his subordinate will come to meet us.”
Yun Wuxiang: “And then?”
Princess Shunming: “He placed Gu on those two people who came down from the Immortal Realm. Song Yilou’s subordinate will bring the bronze mirror to those two, and he and I will each seize a body.”
Yun Wuxiang’s sleeve moved slightly, and a female corpse with a severed throat appeared on the ground. “Your target?”
The sealing ball rotated slightly as if shifting its field of view. After turning to a certain spot, the ball paused for a good while. “…Correct.”
“You said inside the barrier that you had your own way to roam freely in the Human Realm. Merely seizing an immortal wouldn’t achieve that.”
Yun Wuxiang said, “I am very curious about your method. Explain.”
Princess Shunming’s voice revealed a gnashing hatred and annoyance. “There is no method. I was tricked by Song Yilou! He said that since those immortals dared to come down and even created a barrier, they must have a way to use magic power in the Mortal Realm. He said I would know just by reading their memories after the seizure.”
That immortal was already a corpse now. If she had a way to restore her strength, how could she have died?
“Pie in the sky.”
Yun Wuxiang evaluated. To put it more bluntly, Song Yilou had tricked Princess Shunming into helping him with nothing but an empty check. This ability to draw big cakesâif placed in the modern world, heâd be a top-tier pyramid scheme leader.
His gaze shifted between the sealing ball in his hand and the corpse on the ground. Yun Wuxiang said to the sealing ball, “If you possess it now, can you read this body’s memories?”
Princess Shunming: “I don’t know. This is Ben-gong’s first time being a ghost; I haven’t possessed a corpse before.”
“Then try it now.” Yun Wuxiang moved the sealing talisman paper to Bai Lingdang’s forehead and slapped it down.
After a while, the corpse’s eyelids trembled, and it opened its eyes unsmoothly. It sat up with stiff movements. Due to the wound on the neck, the head lolled backward. After raising a hand to set the head straight, the corpse glared at Yun Wuxiang.
The shattered throat could not produce sound, but a gloomy ghost voice rang out from thin air: “Stinking Daoist, you put a restriction on this body…”
Before she could finish, the scorching temperature filled with Positive Yang energy shut her mouth. In her vision, a crimson-gold flame burned in Yun Wuxiang’s palm, roasting the bronze mirror.
[Guanzhu, I’m so hot, I’m about to melt.]
[Guanzhu, you really know how to flirt with flowers and weeds. Itâs bad enough you hold Shunming in your hand, but you even carry a corpse with you. You didn’t even bring my corpse!]
Yun Wuxiang: “Your corpse didn’t even leave behind ash. This is the first time I’ve destroyed someone’s remains completely. Only you have received this treatment. Are you happy?”
[Yay, I am unique.]
“Mhm. I haven’t killed a ghost soul yet. Do you want to be the first? I guarantee it will also be unique,” Yun Wuxiang said casually, in a tone one would use to trick a fool.
[Okay! Wait for me to split myself in half first, then I’ll throw half out for the Guanzhu to kill.]
Yun Wuxiang did not accept installment plans or halving. “I want the whole thing.”
Song Yilou began ‘read and reply with nonsense’: [Guanzhu wants me, and I want Guanzhu too. I want to bow to heaven and earth with Guanzhu! Entering the bridal chamber! Make babâ]
Snap. The flame vanished, and a silencing talisman was slapped on.
Yun Wuxiang put away the mirror expressionlessly, his eyes shifting to Princess Shunming. “What are you looking at?”
Princess Shunming, whose eyes had stealthily darted toward Yun Wuxiang’s waist and abdomen upon hearing the word “babies,” rolled her eyes elsewhere. “Nothing.”
Changing the subject to divert attention, she spoke of serious matters: “Bai Lingdang has been dead for a while. I could only read fragments of memory from the remnant soul.”
“There are no memories left regarding the Child of Destiny or the construction of the barrier. However, there are some things about her sect. Do you want to hear them?”
Yun Wuxiang lifted his eyelids slightly. “Speak.”
Princess Shunming said with meaningful intonation, “Her sect is called the Nanlin Sect. The Sect Master became Dao companions with a Child of Destiny many years ago. Later, that Child of Destiny died, and their Sect Master’s cultivation advanced by leaps and bounds, becoming one of the three Immortal Lords with the highest cultivation in the Immortal Realm.”
“Now, this Immortal Lord’s fated tribulation is approaching. They need a new Immortal Lord to solidify the sect’s transcendent status in the Immortal Realm.”
After speaking, she looked at Yun Wuxiang, recalling the anomaly of this body. Her tone remained unhappy but much more restrained than before. “Hey, Daoist, I’ve cooperated enough. Can you remove the seal you placed on this body?”
Yun Wuxiang: “No. Stay in this body for now. Once I find the entrance to the Ghost Realm, I will send you away.”
“You and Song Yilou are birds of a feather!”
Yun Wuxiang: “I don’t accept that evaluation. Compared to Song Yilou, I am definitely a good person who keeps his word.”
Princess Shunming hadn’t fully adapted to the flesh body yet, so the stiff face revealed a twisted and mocking expression.
Yun Wuxiang proved his credit: “For example, I am honoring my promise right now by not killing you after you’ve ceased to be useful, aren’t I?”
Princess Shunming: “…”
Should she be grateful for that?!
…
By the time Yun Wuxiang met up with Mo Yang carrying a broken mirror and a malicious ghost, Shen Lanqing had already woken up. The three of them took the still-unconscious Prince Li back to the Prince’s Manor.
On the way, Yun Wuxiang carefully checked Prince Li’s body again and had 3339 check it as well.
[Scan complete. No abnormalities found.]
[Host, is Song Yilou talking nonsense to trick us?]
Yun Wuxiang was not surprised. [Of the words coming out of his mouth, how many are credible?]
Aside from the desire to turn him into a Gu being true, everything else was mixed with falsehoods and hidden traps.
[It is true that Shen Lanqing’s blood is temporarily useless for Prince Li. Pay close attention to Prince Li’s condition during this time.]
[Okay, Host.]
As soon as Prince Li returned to the manor, he was surrounded by the steward and guards. The old physician in the manor asked Shen Lanqing for blood to use as a medicinal primer. Upon being told it wasn’t possible for the time being, he left sighing and groaning.
The disappointed look in his eyes before leaving made Shen Lanqing feel stifled, as if he had done something unforgivable.
Nightfall.
Yun Wuxiang’s talisman clone appeared in Shen Lanqing’s room. Upon opening his eyes, he saw his disciple sitting at the table, pouring alcohol down his throat.
His eyes narrowed slightly, and his finger twitched. A flower pot on a nearby table flew above Shen Lanqing’s head, flipped 180 degrees vertically, and unleashed a localized rainstorm.
Suddenly turned into a drowned rat, Shen Lanqing jumped up with a woosh. His drunken eyes instantly cleared up considerably.
“Shen Lanqing.”
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