205: Rakshasa Corpse

“It’s a miracle you escaped from Hong Lie alive; that guy is a lunatic who devoured three thousand Anomalies.”

“Even the Demon Sages of the Yao Race are no match for him, and I don’t want to cross them.”

“Otherwise, how do you think Great Liang managed to hold Zhenxi City?”

Hearing Xie Run’s reply, Chang Yutian showed an expression that confirmed his suspicions.

“I’ll reward you with a hundred Mortals. Go rest first.”

“Once your injuries recover, I will prepare your seventeenth transformation for you.”

“Go.”

Hearing that Chang Yutian was willing to grant her the seventeenth transformation, Xie Run trembled with excitement.

Even the scabs on her body tore open, and blood, along with mist, seeped out.

“Thank you for your grace, Grand State Preceptor!”

For Xie Run, the Hundred Corpse Tomb held almost no appeal.

After all, with her strength, entering the Hundred Corpse Tomb would not bring her any benefits; the greatest possibility was to die inside.

It was better to exchange things she didn’t need for some advantages.

After Xie Run limped away, Chang Yutian finally revealed a nearly deranged smile.

“Hehehe hahahaha!”

His two eyeballs spun wildly as if out of control, and his mouth full of rotten teeth emitted waves of foul odor.

“Oh no, oh no, I’m losing my composure.”

After laughing for a while, Chang Yutian returned to normal.

“This is Heaven helping me! I didn’t expect Chen Heng to be out of Qiyang City.”

“And to be so careless as to leave such a treasure in his drawer.”

“Foolish, truly utterly foolish!”

“But then again, how could a mere Mortal understand the wondrous uses of such a treasure?”

“He probably just thought it was junk.”

“The Hundred Corpse Tomb, the path to godhood, all of it belongs to me, Chang Yutian!”

After calming down for a while, Chang Yutian sat back on his jade bed and placed the soul suppressing bell and corpse quelling gong into the national treasury.

“But there’s no rush. Those two divine corpses haven’t been fully awakened yet. We must ensure everything is foolproof.”

Chang Yutian recalled the monster that had beaten the Wutong God to death.

“I still don’t believe it; two divine corpses are no match for you.”

“No, two aren’t safe enough. I can only use that god of slaughter.”

Chang Yutian muttered to himself while pulling out two palm-sized dried corpses from his embrace.

Placing the two dried corpses beside him, Chang Yutian slit his palm and poured his fresh blood onto them.

“Good treasures, eat more. Don’t disappoint me…”

After a few minutes, Chang Yutian’s complexion turned from red to pale, and his body shriveled.

The two dried corpses also became somewhat fuller, but still looked lifeless.

“Still need forty-two days of feeding, huh.”

Looking at the current state of the dried corpses, Chang Yutian roughly calculated the time needed for them to fully recover.

Standing up and clapping his hands, two heavily armored guards walked in.

The two unhesitatingly slit their own throats, and blood instantly gushed out.

Chang Yutian flicked his finger, and the blood sprayed into the air transformed into a bloodline that drilled into his throat.

“Feeding them by myself, two divine corpses are already my limit.”

A somewhat recovered Chang Yutian walked to the national treasury door and pushed open the heavy gate.

“The rakshasa god corpse requires a large number of living souls and Mortals for sacrifice. Even if it drained me dry, it wouldn’t be enough.”

Stepping into the pitch-black national treasury, Chang Yutian expertly walked to the deepest part in the darkness.

A divine corpse with sharp fangs and claws, its body purplish-blue, was placed in a lightning-struck wooden box at the very back.

Compared to other divine corpses, this one was half a person’s height even before full revival, and its appearance was incredibly ferocious.

“Great Liang is off-limits for now. If the imperial family and the Hong Family discover this, with my current power, I’ll likely be in trouble.”

“Then I can only inconvenience the Jade Fan Kingdom.”

As he picked up the rakshasa god corpse, the flesh on Chang Yutian’s arms instantly turned into blood, leaving only a skeletal frame gripping the rakshasa god corpse.

“Hmph! What if you were a god before? Now you’re just a dried corpse without a Divine Soul!”

“Quiet down!”

The rakshasa god corpse trembled incessantly but could not escape Chang Yutian’s skeletal claws.

The resistance lasted only a few minutes, and in the end, the rakshasa god corpse was successfully subdued by Chang Yutian.

“Even as a dried corpse, you’re still so terrifying. I can’t imagine what you were like when you were alive.”

Chang Yutian, with half his body turned into blood, let out a sigh of relief and carried the rakshasa god corpse out of the national treasury.

As he exited the treasury, his body simultaneously returned to its original state.

Clearly, injuries of this degree were nothing to him.

“I can’t put it in the capital. The capital is my sheepfold.”

Chang Yutian looked at the map of the Jade Fan Kingdom in his room, selecting a suitable location to place the rakshasa god corpse.

“Here it is, Yiqing Prefecture.”

“Yiqing Prefecture has a large population and a mix of various religious sects. Even if everyone dies, it won’t affect me much.”

A cruel smile appeared on Chang Yutian’s face. The lives of these Mortals were nothing more than nourishment to be sacrificed to the divine corpses for him.

“Qiu Ai, I’m going out for a bit. Watch the house.”

Putting the two divine corpses from the jade bed into his embrace, Chang Yutian said to a man not far beside him.

“Yes, Grand State Preceptor.”

Qiu Ai nodded in response.

“My apologies, but for the path to godhood, a few small sacrifices are inevitable…”

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The night passed quickly, and the sun once again shone upon Kui Dragon City.

Yesterday’s commotion came and went swiftly. After just one night, Kui Dragon City returned to order.

No one cared about the deaths of Ji Boduan and Shan Danliang; their lives or deaths were of little concern to the lesser demons.

The guard patrols responsible for maintaining order in the city also suffered no losses, ensuring the daily order of Kui Dragon City.

Of course, some unlucky individuals were affected by yesterday’s chaos.

Kui Dragon City Lord’s Mansion, dining room.

Chen Heng was enjoying slow-cooked beef tendon and beef stew with turnip.

Beside him stood a Little Emerald Bird of the Demon Lord Realm.

“My lord, you killed City Lord Ji and City Lord Shan, so this Kui Dragon City is yours now!”

“You can’t just leave like this; a city cannot be without a lord for a day!”

“Don’t talk to me about that; it has nothing to do with me. I think you’d be a good City Lord.”

Chen Heng had no interest in Kui Dragon City. He only wanted to continue digging for demon cores to raise his little flower snake.

He didn’t know why, but Chen Heng suddenly found this kind of nurturing game quite fun.

“Me? How can I do it!” The Little Emerald Bird jumped around anxiously, almost hugging Chen Heng’s leg to stop him from leaving.

“If I say you can, then you can.” Chen Heng put down the beef tendon in his hand and smeared the grease onto the Little Emerald Bird’s body.

“If I am to be the City Lord, I won’t manage anything.”

“After I leave, all matters in the city will be handed over to you. Is that acceptable?”