38: Chapter 38 Su Wanyue

[PS: This book has no female lead, but there will definitely be female supporting characters, no romance lines.]

Wu Li's voice was unhurried, as if he were speaking of the most ordinary matter.

As the words fell.

A ray of blood-colored light projected from his body, finally transforming into a Blood Pupil that opened abruptly.

The blood-colored light surged out like a tide; the scarlet radiance instantly filled the entire Sea of Consciousness. The light was not blinding, yet it carried a soul-capturing power.

Wherever it passed, the gray-black tide melted like snow meeting fire. Those resentful figures twisted, struggled, and shrieked within the blood-colored light; their bodies began to melt, like wax figures thrown into a furnace, deforming, withering, and dissipating bit by bit.

"No!"

"You cannot do this!"

"We curse you!"

The shrieks of resentment grew weaker and more distant, finally disappearing completely into the blood-colored light.

Thousands of resentments were all melted down under the light of the Blood Pupil, transforming into a mass of gray-black mist that floated in the center of the Sea of Consciousness.

Wu Li's Blood Pupil did not close, and the blood-colored light continued to shroud the mass of mist.

"Using resentment as a guide, blood-colored light capturing the soul, the curse emerges formlessly, the soul perishes without a trace; the Blood Resentment Curse rises, all spirits cease."

"Blood Resentment Curse!"

"Form!"

"Hum~"

This curse technique uses resentment as a guide, absorbing thousands of resentments, and then uses the Blood Pupil as a medium to specifically attack the enemy's Divine Soul, which is perfectly suited for the current situation.

Once the Blood Resentment Curse is unleashed.

The Divine Soul of the one afflicted by the curse is eroded by resentment; the mildest consequence is mental confusion, while the severe consequence is Soul Flying Away and Spirit Scattering. The curse technique is formless and shadowless, making it impossible to defend against unless the opponent's Divine Soul strength far exceeds that of the caster, making it difficult to resist.

After Wu Li refined all the thousands of resentments into nutrients for the Blood Resentment Curse, the turbulence in the Sea of Consciousness finally calmed.

The gray-black tide completely dissipated, and the Sea of Consciousness became clear and stable once again, several times more spacious than before. The Yao Beast soul was entrenched within, steady and secure, without a single trace of Impurities.

He breathed out a long breath of turbid air, his consciousness withdrawing from the Sea of Consciousness and returning to his Physical Body.

In the Limestone Cave.

Moonlight spilled down from the cracks in the cave ceiling, shining on the water pool, shimmering with silvery white.

The light barrier of the Spirit Gathering Array was still slowly rotating, Spiritual Qi spiraling inside the barrier, and the treasure orb at the center of the Formation Plate had already accumulated nearly half a pool of spirit liquid.

Everything was the same as when he went into seclusion, except that it was unnaturally quiet outside.

Just as Wu Li wanted to heave a sigh of relief, suddenly...

A gust of cold wind blew in from outside the cave, carrying heavy Death Qi, causing ripples in the water pool.

Immediately following this, a sharp sound of cursing came from outside, carrying exasperated anger.

"Cawing, cawing, cawing! All you know is how to caw all day long! You're annoying this old lady to death!"

"Gaga~"

"Still cawing!"

"I'll let you caw, I'll let you caw!"

Wu Li's brows furrowed tightly upon hearing this.

Immediately, he spread his wings, leaped from the bluestone, passed through the crack in the Limestone Cave, and flew out of the cave.

Under the moonlight, the scene in the Stone Forest was clearly reflected in his eyes.

Over a hundred crows were perched on the tops of stone pillars.

In the open space in the center of the Stone Forest, a red figure was hovering in mid-air.

That was a female ghost, dressed in a bright red wedding gown, with golden Phoenix embroidered on the hem of the skirt, shining with a faint cold light under the moonlight.

Her skin was fair to the point of transparency, her black hair cascading down to her waist like a waterfall, her appearance delicate, her brows and eyes like a painting.

But at this moment, her willow brows were raised, her apricot eyes round and wide, one hand on her hip, the other gripping the neck of a crow, vigorously slapping its mouth.

"Slap! Slap! Slap!"

The crisp sound of slapping echoed in the Stone Forest, each blow causing the crow to shriek in pain.

That crow was none other than Heisan, who was currently clutched in the female ghost's hand, wings flapping wildly, claws kicking, but unable to break free.

Heiyu and Bai Chi were circling in the air, occasionally swooping down, claws grabbing at the female ghost's face, beaks pecking at her eyes.

But every attack passed through the female ghost's body, as if grabbing at thin air, causing no damage at all.

The female ghost didn't even bother to look at them; with a casual wave, a gust of cold wind blew the two crows away, causing them to crash into stone pillars with two dull thuds.

"A bunch of feathered beasts, you've been annoying this old lady for five months; today I must give you some color!"

The female ghost slapped Heisan again; Heisan's eyes were full of grievance and fear, shrieking, but daring not to resist.

Wu Li perched on the stone pillar at the entrance of the Limestone Cave, his bean-sized black pupils watching this scene, a strange look flashing in his eyes.

"Hmph!"

Wu Li snorted coldly. The sound was not loud, but it carried the pressure of a Tier 2 Demonic Beast, exploding in the Stone Forest like a thunderclap.

At the same time, the power of the Blood Eye Pagoda Sutra surged within him, blood-colored scriptures emerging from beneath his feathers, circling his body, condensing that pressure into an invisible ripple that spread in all directions.

The red-clad female ghost was in the middle of slapping when she suddenly perceived an unusual aura surging from behind.

"What thin..."

Before she could finish her sentence, the ripple had already struck her.

"Boom!"

The red-clad female ghost's body was hit as if by an invisible giant palm, and she flew backward abruptly.

The hem of her wedding gown fluttered in the air, the embroidered golden Phoenix flashing with a golden light under the moonlight, and she only managed to stop after flying several meters away.

The female ghost clutched her chest, her eyes full of disbelief.

She looked up in the direction from which the ripple came.

On the stone pillar at the entrance of the Limestone Cave, a black crow was perched there, its bean-sized black pupils looking at her coldly.

Tier 2...

The female ghost's pupils constricted violently.

But what was even more surprising was...

This Yao Beast could actually hurt her!

The female ghost hovered in mid-air, clutching her chest, her eyes full of disbelief.

She looked down at her own hands, then at the black crow perched on the stone pillar, her voice tinged with shock and doubt: "You... how can you hurt me?"

Wu Li perched on the stone pillar, his bean-sized black pupils looking at the female ghost coldly, the Blood Pupil slowly rotating on his forehead, scarlet light shining on her.

He sized up the female ghost for a moment, then slowly opened his beak, his hoarse voice unhurried.

"Moon Yin Body, although you turned into a ghost after death, your consciousness remained unchanged; you are a natural ghost cultivator, and this is also the blessing from your past life."

"Under the essence of the moon, you can turn reality into emptiness, so ordinary attacks naturally cannot hurt you."

Wu Li's voice remained calm, as if he were speaking of the most ordinary matter, "But in front of me, you are no different from ordinary ghosts."

The female ghost's pupils constricted violently.

The female ghost's expression changed repeatedly, the shock and doubt in her eyes gradually turning into wariness.

She bit her lip, wanting to say something, but ultimately did not speak.

Wu Li tilted his head, his gaze falling on the female ghost, looking her up and down, and then said indifferently: "What is your name?"

"I didn't call..."

Wu Li, "Don't play such lame jokes with me again, otherwise I will kill ghosts."

The female ghost hesitated for a moment, then said: "Su Wanyue."

"Good name... otherwise I would have thought your name was Liu Ruyan."

"Hehe, you crow, you even understand names?"

Su Wanyue floated in the air, arms crossed.

Wu Li ignored Su Wanyue's sarcasm, spread his wings, flew up from the stone pillar, and slowly flew in front of Su Wanyue.

He circled around her, his bean-sized black pupils looking her up and down.