44: Chapter 44 Su Wanyue's Abilities

Su Wanyue took a deep breath, suppressing the urge to strangle this crow, her expression turning grave.

"This old man was from the White Family of Long City."

"The White Family is a major Family in Long City with vast influence. Although they have no Golden Core Realm Cultivators, they have quite a few Foundation Establishment Cultivators. They definitely won't let this go. Now that this old man is dead, the White Family will soon send people to investigate."

Wu Li's brows furrowed.

"There's more..."

Su Wanyue paused, her voice lowering slightly as she looked toward the depths of Taiyue Mountain.

"Lord Tunming in that mountain can also sense me now. The moment I had my Breakthrough to the Yin Spirit Realm, my Moon Yin Body's Qi leaked out, and he must have noticed."

As soon as these words were spoken.

Wu Li nearly had his feathers stand on end.

His bean-sized black eyes stared fixedly at Su Wanyue, his gaze turning hostile.

The White Family, Lord Tunming—both humans and ghosts wanted this Su Wanyue...

"How about I just kill you?"

"It seems it would save quite a bit of trouble."

Wu Li's voice was hoarse and calm, and his Demon Power began to condense in secret.

However.

Su Wanyue did not sense Wu Li's killing intent, assuming he was joking; after all, the two had just fought together, which showed...

That Su Wanyue was a total novice when it came to such perception.

At this moment, Su Wanyue was hovering in mid-air, her attention not on this at all. Her body remained transparent, and she continued calmly: "Besides, it's useless for you to kill me. Whether I live or die, you'll have trouble."

Wu Li didn't listen to this at all; the Demon Power within him condensed even faster.

At the same time, the incantations of the Blood Eye Pagoda Sutra surged rapidly in his mind. This Su Wanyue possessed a Moon Yin Body and was not easy to kill; if he didn't succeed in one strike and she escaped, it would be troublesome.

Wu Li was searching for a powerful technique capable of killing a ghost in one strike.

Su Wanyue, unaware of Wu Li's thoughts, continued her naive analysis.

"The White Family is an affiliated force of the Xuanyi Sect and possesses a secret technique that can trace the cause of death and the aura of this old man. You killed him, so your aura has already been locked onto by that secret technique. Whether I live or die, the White Family will find you."

"And that Lord Tunming, his Ghost Domain is powerful; he certainly sensed your aura at that very moment."

As Su Wanyue narrated.

The coldness in Wu Li's eyes intensified, and a cold sneer appeared at the corner of his beak.

'Found it, the Earth Fiend Soul-Dispersing Curse...'

"Earth Fiend Yin Wind, Blood Light Seizes Soul, Curse Emerges, Soul..."

"However..."

Su Wanyue changed the subject.

"I know of a Legacy Secret Realm in this mountain. It seems to contain special killing arrays, as well as spiritual fruits and treasures. I have a way to enter it in advance when the Secret Realm opens. As long as we bring out one item and find the Mountain Lord to offer some treasures, we can be safe."

As soon as these words were spoken...

A gleam flashed in Wu Li's small eyes, and he suppressed the incantation he had been chanting.

Although there was no expression on the crow's face, if anyone else were there, they would clearly feel that this crow's face was currently displaying a kind of...

'You should have said you had this ability sooner'—a sheepish look...

"You really can... enter in advance?"

Su Wanyue finally turned to look at Wu Li.

"I can."

"Then can you bring things out?"

Wu Li narrowed his small eyes; there was even a fawning smile on his face now.

"I cannot bring out anything special or sentient, but for the rest, my Ghost Domain can give it a try."

Wu Li, "Oh~~~"

"Then, beautiful Young Miss Su, I shall protect your safety."

Su Wanyue, "???"

"By the way, I seemed to hear you chanting some incantation just now? What were you doing?"

Wu Li flapped his wings in a human-like manner, then turned his back, "Hah, I just killed someone and was afraid of something unclean clinging to me, so I was exorcising evil."

...

Meanwhile.

In the depths of Taiyue Mountain, within a Ghost Domain beneath Youming Ridge.

Here.

The Yin Qi was like ink, shrouding the entire mountain ridge.

Not a blade of grass grew here; the rocks were jagged, and grey-black mist surged between the mountains, like a sea of death that would never dissipate.

Over there.

A mansion piled from white bones loomed in and out of sight. Above the mansion gate hung a pitch-black plaque, inscribed with four blood-red characters: Lord Tunming's Mansion.

Deep within the mansion.

On a white bone throne, Lord Tunming suddenly opened his eerie green ghost eyes.

His face was gaunt as firewood, his skin a grey-black color, clinging tightly to his skeleton like a corpse that had been air-dried for a thousand years.

A pair of eerie green eyes were sunken deep in his sockets, and within his pupils, the scene inside the Mass Grave was reflected.

Su Wanyue's figure, that bright red wedding dress, was exceptionally striking under the moonlight. Although it had only flashed by for an instant, he had still captured it.

"Found you."

Lord Tunming's voice was hoarse and low, carrying an irrepressible greed.

He had waited for so many years, and finally, he had waited for it.

A Moon Yin Body with her primordial yin intact—if he could devour her, his cultivation could at least advance another step, and he might even have a chance to break through to the Ghost King Realm.

"Someone come!"

Lord Tunming gave a low shout; it wasn't loud, but it echoed throughout the mansion, causing the bones to rattle.

A moment later.

Three figures walked out from the depths of the mansion and knelt below the throne.

"Greetings, Lord!"

The first on the left was tall, his body covered in pitch-black scales, with a pair of curved ghost horns on his head. His face was hideous, and his blood-red eyes were full of fierce light.

He was called Blood Butcher, a Late Stage Yin Spirit Realm Cultivator, the strongest warrior under Lord Tunming, known for his bloodthirstiness.

The second in the middle was thin, his face pale as paper, his long, narrow eyes always squinting, with a faint, sinister smile hanging at the corner of his mouth.

This one was named Ghost General Ying Ci, a Middle Stage Yin Spirit Realm Cultivator, skilled in concealment and assassination, coming without a shadow and leaving without a trace.

The last one was short and stout, with a round, bald head without a single hair, and a pair of small eyes that were always darting around, making him look harmless to humans and animals.

But his combat power was the strongest. He was named Bone Mountain, also a Middle Stage Yin Spirit Realm Cultivator, born with Divine Power. Even after dying and turning into a fierce ghost, his strength did not diminish in the slightest. His pair of ghost claws could tear through metal and stone, making him invincible among his peers.

Lord Tunming's gaze swept over them and finally landed on Ghost General Ying Ci.

"Ghost General Ying Ci, take some men to the Mass Grave and bring that female ghost to me."

Ghost General Ying Ci raised his head, opened his squinted eyes a slit, revealing pupils black as ink, and said in a shrill and effeminate voice: "Rest assured, Lord, your subordinate will definitely bring her back."

Lord Tunming nodded and looked at Blood Butcher and Bone Mountain: "You two, go select some high-quality souls. If there aren't any, go to the Human Race side and get some souls of young boys and girls. Mountain Lord Taiyue's centennial birthday is approaching, and I need to go deliver a gift."

"Yes!"

Blood Butcher and Bone Mountain responded in unison.

"Go."

The three figures exited the mansion and disappeared into the grey-black mist.

Lord Tunming leaned back on the white bone throne, his eerie green ghost eyes gazing toward the direction of the Mass Grave, his mouth slightly upturned, revealing a sinister smile.

"Moon Yin Body, you are finally going to fall into my hands."