39: Chapter 39 Devouring Underworld Lord

Su Wanyue's willow eyebrows furrowed suddenly.

Although Wu Li was just a crow, for some reason, when that gaze fell upon her, she always felt as if she were being seen through, from the inside out, as if something were stripping away her clothes.

"You... what are you looking at!"

Su Wanyue subconsciously took half a step back, wrapping her arms around herself, a flash of panic in her eyes.

Wu Li landed in front of Su Wanyue, tilting his head, his voice raspy and calm: "Moon Yin Body, obtaining its original Yin allows even an ordinary person to gain a hundred years of Lifespan. It is rare that you have yet to lose your original Yin."

Su Wanyue's pupils shrank violently.

Wu Li did not give her a chance to speak, continuing:

"Looking at your attire, the bright red wedding dress, the Phoenix coronet and robes, you must have died on your wedding day."

"I don't know who was so unlucky to marry a ghost bride like you, dying before he even had the chance to take your original Yin."

"You!"

Su Wanyue's face turned livid instantly, a flash of killing intent in her eyes.

She bit her lip, her fingers clenching until they creaked, but in the end, she did not make a move.

She knew she couldn't beat this crow, at least not right now.

Wu Li ignored her reaction, turned around, and flew slowly back to the stone pillar at the entrance of the Limestone Cave. He squatted down, his bean-sized black pupils looking at Su Wanyue, and said indifferently:

"Moon Yin Body, born ghost Cultivator. Cultivating in this Mass Grave should yield twice the results with half the effort, but you have stayed here for so long, and your cultivation is merely that of a wandering ghost, not even touching the threshold of a Yin Spirit."

Ghost cultivation also has Ranks, just like Yao Beast.

Wandering ghosts correspond to the Qi Ling Realm; this Rank has no power and is very insignificant.

Following that, starting from wandering ghosts, in order are Yin Spirit, Ghost Kui, Ghost King...

Respectively corresponding to Qi Refining, Foundation Establishment, Golden Core, Nascent Soul, etc...

Su Wanyue's face looked even worse.

Wu Li tilted his head, a glimmer of regret flashing in his eyes.

"What a waste!"

In his past life, for the sake of longevity, Wu Li had naturally considered the path of ghost cultivation. However, although he was exceptionally talented, he was not suited for specializing in the ghost Dao. If the Wu Li of his past life had possessed a Physique like Su Wanyue's, he would have long since abandoned his Physical Body to specialize in ghost cultivation.

Su Wanyue bit her lip, her face livid, remaining silent for a long time before finally speaking.

"You think I don't want to?"

"You, a crow that just arrived here, what do you know?"

"This mountain is called Taiyue Mountain. Seventy miles away from here is the Nether Ridge, and deep in the mountains is a ghost mansion. Its lord is called Lord Tunming, a being at the Ghost Kui Rank."

Wu Li's pupils contracted slightly.

Ghost Kui Realm, that corresponds to the Human Race Golden Core Realm...

Not someone to mess with.

"That Lord Tunming's ghost domain covers most of the mountain range; everything within dozens of miles is within his perception."

"But his nature is rather special. He relies on the Mountain God Temple in this mountain to Cultivate. After becoming a Ghost Kui, he is also restricted to the vicinity of the Mountain God Temple."

"Although he has been looking for me, he cannot pinpoint my tracks, not even his Ghost Soldiers."

"But if I Breakthrough to Yin Spirit, the Moon Yin Qi in my body will be like a lamp in the dark night, instantly detected by him. By then..."

Su Wanyue did not continue, but Wu Li already understood.

Moon Yin Body, original Yin not lost.

For a Ghost Kui, such an existence is the best tonic.

Devouring Su Wanyue would not only significantly increase his cultivation but also allow him to seize her Moon Yin Body and Breakthrough to a higher Realm in one go.

As for why Su Wanyue didn't leave this place...

The situation for ghost Cultivators is quite special. Without their corpses being moved, their souls are trapped in this land. Without absolute cultivation, they cannot leave this Mass Grave.

Wu Li squatted on the stone pillar, silent for a moment.

"Telling me all this, aren't you afraid I'll go report you?"

Su Wanyue waved her hand dismissively.

"I'm not afraid. Even if they know my location, so what? As long as I haven't reached Yin Spirit, even if they have my location, if I don't want to be caught, they can't catch me."

"You're quite smug! But don't forget, it's not easy for ghosts to find you, but isn't it easy for humans to find you?"

"Consider yourself unlucky."

"You should go. I don't want to get involved in the trouble you carry."

Su Wanyue's expression darkened further.

"You crow really don't know how to talk!"

Su Wanyue glared fiercely at Wu Li, her lips moving as if she wanted to curse, but in the end, she held back.

"Hmph!"

With a cold snort, she turned and left.

The hem of her bright red wedding dress fluttered in the moonlight, the golden Phoenix embroidered upon it flickering like reluctant flames.

After taking two steps, Su Wanyue suddenly stopped and looked back.

Her gaze fell on the tattered crow beside the stone pillar.

Heisan was currently squatting at the foot of the stone pillar, his feathers puffed up and messy. He was constantly grooming his feathers, his right claw still trembling slightly.

He had been slapped by Su Wanyue countless times just now, and the whole bird was wilted, curled into a ball of black fluff, not even daring to look at Su Wanyue.

Su Wanyue's lips curled slightly, revealing a smug smile.

She glared at Heisan, a look that seemed to say, "Keep squawking, and I'll slap you again."

Heisan's body stiffened, his pupils dilated, and his feathers puffed up even more.

With a "caw" of misery, he turned and ran, forgetting even to flap his wings. His two legs scrambled frantically on the ground like a startled hen, tumbling and crawling into a crack in the stone pillar, disappearing without a trace.

"Caw, caw, caw~"

In the Stone Forest, the other crows saw Heisan's pathetic state and let out low cries, as if mocking him, or perhaps relieved that they weren't the ones being beaten.

Su Wanyue smiled smugly and the red figure drifted toward the Mass Grave.

Under the moonlight, that splash of red grew fainter and further away, finally disappearing into the gray-black Death Qi.

Wu Li squatted on the stone pillar, watching the direction Su Wanyue disappeared in, a glimmer of deep thought flashing in his bean-sized black pupils.

Ghost Kui, Mountain God Temple, Moon Yin Body.

"These are all great tonics..."

Wu Li's eyes flashed with a sharp light.

Although he was only a Tier 2 Demonic Beast with Foundation Establishment cultivation, that Ghost Kui was equivalent to a Tier 3 Demonic Beast.

But...

This was actually a bit different.

In the same situation, if Wu Li faced a Tier 3 Demonic Beast, he would turn and run immediately, without a single thought. The gap between Foundation Establishment and Golden Core could not be bridged by mere tricks; the difference was too great.

But if facing a 'Ghost Kui' level ghost...

That was different.

After all, Wu Li was a specialist in this!

Moreover, ghosts are naturally weak in the Yang world. In his past life on the Water Globe, as soon as Wu Li had a bit of Spiritual Qi in his body, he dared to chase and slash at Yin Spirits with a 'Peach Wood Sword' and 'Dharma Talismans'.

"A Ghost Kui level ghost, and one confined to the mountains at that—isn't that a sitting duck?"

"If I plan this properly and devour him... coupled with some essence blood from Human Race Cultivators, my Blood Pupil will definitely reach the second transformation!"

Wu Li thought to himself.

But this matter still required calculation; it was not appropriate to be too rash at the moment.

After all, there was still some gap in the combat power of ghosts between the two worlds.