69: The holy corpse will become

"Shh—keep it down, I think there's movement next door!"

Qin Shou made a shushing gesture, then silently pressed himself against the wall, straining his ears to listen to the activity next door. Seeing this, Guo Gang immediately held his breath and also began to eavesdrop, mimicking Qin Shou.

In the secret room next door, Gu Ling carefully stopped Ye Wuhuan's bleeding while simultaneously channeling True Qi to him. Ye Wuhuan's pale complexion gradually regained a touch of color.

"Young Master, what exactly happened? Why are you wearing women's clothes and a voice changer on your throat?"

Gu Ling withdrew her hand from transmitting True Qi to Ye Wuhuan and asked with a puzzled expression.

"Hmph!"

A sinister glint flashed in Ye Wuhuan's eyes. He removed the voice changer from his throat, tossed it aside, and said coldly, "It seems I was tricked today, ambushed by someone. Thankfully, you arrived in time, otherwise, I might have fallen into the hands of my own people today."

"It's a good thing Young Master has a positioning system on him, so I can always find him."

Gu Ling couldn't help but exclaim.

"Hmm, you did very well."

Ye Wuhuan looked up at Gu Ling, who was wearing a tight-fitting tracksuit.

Ye Wuhuan looked up at Gu Ling, who was wearing a tight-fitting tracksuit. Her figure was already curvaceous, and her assets were in no way inferior to some European and American white girls, yet she also possessed the delicate waist unique to Asian women, truly a gem among gems.

The tight-fitting tracksuit perfectly accentuated her curves, making her look exceptionally sexy. Having just transmitted a considerable amount of True Qi to Ye Wuhuan, her face was now flushed, her breathing somewhat rapid, and her chest gently rose and fell, making her even more alluring.

Ye Wuhuan felt a surge of heat. He had been in high spirits when Qin Shou knocked him out, and he still had a burning desire that hadn't been released. At this moment, he was consumed by lust. He suddenly wrapped his arms around Gu Ling's slender waist, pulling her close to him, then fiercely kissed her. At the same time, his hands roamed freely and wantonly over her body, moving up and down, causing Gu Ling to let out soft moans.

However, Gu Ling was clearly accustomed to her Young Master's advances and showed no resistance whatsoever, even being quite accommodating.

"Holy crap, Old Qin, what the hell are they doing next door? That sound isn't right! Damn it, that sound... I can't take it anymore!"

Guo Gang listened to the increasingly loud and alluring moans from next door, his face instantly turning red. He was frantic, itching to rush over and take Ye Wuhuan's place.

"Hmph! I didn't expect someone to come and save him. What a miscalculation."

Qin Shou's face was grim, clearly displeased.

He knew very well that a wealthy young master like Ye Wuhuan would certainly seek revenge. He had made such a big enemy of him, and once Ye Wuhuan found out that he was the one disguised as a woman today, he definitely wouldn't let him go. At that point, it would be a fight to the death.

It was just a pity they were currently in the Blood God Cult's lair. Although Qin Shou really wanted to go over and kill Ye Wuhuan directly, he didn't dare to be too reckless.

Left with no choice, the two could only press against the wall, continuing to enjoy a free live audio broadcast of a "restricted film."

The sounds from next door grew louder and louder. Gu Ling's voice was enchanting and pleasant to hear, and Guo Gang and Qin Shou were both thoroughly engrossed. Two minutes later, they suddenly heard Ye Wuhuan's loud howl echo through the stone room, followed by silence.

"Damn it! That guy's final howl was probably longer than the entire process! I was just getting fired up, and then you're done?"

Guo Gang couldn't help but complain. This free live broadcast was too short, not satisfying at all.

"How was it? Feel good this time?"

Ye Wuhuan pulled up his pants and looked at Gu Ling, who was wearing a tight-fitting tracksuit, asking with a radiant expression.

"Hehe, Young Master, you are mighty and vigorous, full of dragon and tiger energy. This concubine almost couldn't take it just now!"

Gu Ling managed to force out a slightly awkward smile, offering a strong compliment.

"Hehe, I'll make you even more comfortable next time."

Seeing Gu Ling's attitude, Ye Wuhuan was very satisfied.

"Holy cow! That guy, after a minute and a half, still has the nerve to ask if she felt good? Being rich is great, even if a woman feels like she's been bitten by a mosquito, she has to pretend to be insatiable."

Guo Gang grumbled to himself again, his disdain for Ye Wuhuan growing even stronger.

"Woo—woo—woo—"

Before Guo Gang could finish speaking, a sudden, high-pitched, mournful horn blast, like ghostly wails and wolf howls, echoed throughout the entire cave, sending shivers down their spines.

"The Sacred Corpse is about to be completed! Protect the Cult Master!"

Immediately after, Qin Shou heard Envoy Han's hoarse shouts, echoing incessantly through the cave, carrying a sense of frenzy.

"Holy crap, Old Qin, what the hell is going on?"

Guo Gang jumped in fright, his face instantly turning pale. He pointed to the blood trough in front of them, his voice trembling slightly.

Inside the blood trough, the two Blood God Cult members that Qin Shou had pushed in earlier had now turned into two shriveled corpses, as if all their moisture and blood had been sucked dry, leaving only skin and bones. Clearly, their fresh blood had been completely drained.

At the same time, the blood in the trough began to boil violently, bubbling incessantly. Then, it flowed along the pipe grooves in the blood trough, converging towards the blood pool in the center of the main hall. Hundreds of stone rooms were all doing the same, forming winding streams of blood.

Qin Shou and Guo Gang cautiously poked their heads out, secretly peeking into the main hall. They saw that the hall was now filled with fanatical Blood God Cult members, all gathered around the blood pool, prostrating themselves and frantically kowtowing.

The water in the blood pool was boiling even more intensely, like scalding water, constantly churning and emitting a nauseating smell of blood.

As the blood boiled, it seemed to come alive, beginning to writhe. Like countless bloodthirsty ants, they scrambled towards the androgynous corpse on the altar in the center of the blood pool, then burrowed into the corpse's skin.

It was at this moment that the massive stone door in the center of the hall, which had been tightly shut, suddenly burst open. Qin Shou and Guo Gang immediately turned their gaze to the doorway, where an old man, dressed in a wrinkled burial shroud, with a face so pale he looked like he had just crawled out of a grave, appeared in their line of sight. It was Old Ghost.

Old Ghost's sinister, pale face was now beaming with an uncontrollable ecstasy.

"It's finally going to be done, it's finally going to be done, hahahaha!"

The old man laughed wildly, his voice hoarse and unpleasant like a crow's, echoing through the empty hall, sending chills down their spines.

"Congratulations to the Cult Master for refining the Sacred Corpse, congratulations to the Cult Master for refining the Sacred Corpse, may it last for thousands of years, eternal and indestructible!"

The cultists, who had been kneeling on the ground, heard Old Ghost's wild laughter and, as if injected with stimulants, immediately cleared a path, watching Old Ghost walk step by step towards the blood pool with excited expressions.

Upon reaching the edge of the blood pool, Old Ghost suddenly stopped. His cloudy eyes stared intently at the nearly complete Blood Fiend Demonic Body in the blood pool, filled with greed and desire. Immediately after, a horrifying scene unfolded: Old Ghost began to strip off his burial shroud.

Beneath the shroud was a body as emaciated as a skeleton, covered in disgusting pus-filled sores. His skin was a sickly grayish-white, like a piece of rotting parchment.

Even more nauseating was that Qin Shou and Guo Gang vaguely saw repulsive black insects crawling all over Old Ghost's body. They burrowed into the sores and emerged from others, as if gnawing on Old Ghost's flesh. This scene was even more terrifying than hell itself.

Qin Shou and Guo Gang watched this bizarre and disgusting scene, both unable to help but hold their breath, their bodies rigid, not daring to even exhale loudly.

"Decades! I've waited for decades! I can finally replace this necrotic body. With this Blood Fiend Demonic Body, I no longer have to worry about parasitic worms eroding my flesh, hahahaha!"

Old Ghost muttered to himself, then threw his head back and laughed wildly, utterly deranged.