Evil Corpse Formation
Su Yuyao, having obtained the main materials for refining the corpse, didn’t hurry back, but instead strolled through the City with Lin Luochen.
She walked around, scanning the things along most of the street, finally pretending to accidentally put several boxes of rouge and powder into her bag.
Lin Luochen had long noticed her gaze drifting towards the cosmetics shop, and now couldn’t help but laugh softly.
What’s embarrassing about a woman buying some rouge and powder? It’s not menstrual cloth.
Su Yuyao, trying to cover up, said, “Using it to color the corpse puppet should still be pretty good!”
Lin Luochen really didn’t understand what was so good about painting the bronze mask, and could only force a smile and nod.
“Master is right!”
Su Yuyao got her wish, immediately walking briskly back, not bothering to continue teasing Yun Chujì.
After all, the more fun you have bullying someone now, the worse you’ll be beaten later.
She set up a formation, digging the fish pond in the small courtyard into a large pit, not caring about the impact at all.
Anyway, with Yun Chujì here, who dares say anything?
She laid down a Yin spirit gathering array in the pit, poured in more than ten cubic meters of Extremely Yin Soil, and then laid a layer of Earthly Fiend Nether Sand.
Lin Luochen watched Su Yuyao bury the half-evolved blood corpse in the ground, water it with Mystic Corpse Water, and couldn’t help twitching his mouth.
“Master, will it come out of the ground next?”
Su Yuyao looked surprised and said, “How did you know?”
Lin Luochen almost spat out blood; is this refining a corpse or farming?
“This technique is also recorded in the 《Agricultural Book》!”
Su Yuyao almost burst out laughing, explaining, “Actually, only low-end corpse puppets need evisceration and complex sacrifices.”
“High-end corpses often only require the simplest sacrificial methods to avoid destroying the balance within their bodies.”
“After all, the bodies of true strong persons have long been tempered countless times, and are themselves no worse than divine weapons; they only need to be appropriately strengthened…”
She drove the formation, allowing the blood corpse’s broken limbs to regenerate, while explaining to Lin Luochen.
Yin winds howled in the area, baleful aura surged, as if lingering souls were whispering in their ears, making their backs feel chilly.
Su Yuyao sneered, “Lonely Ghosts dare to act recklessly?”
She directly raised a Black Banner, collecting all the lingering souls around, and at the same time reminding Lin Luochen.
“When you refine the corpse puppet, be careful of lingering souls possessing it and seizing control of the corpse puppet.”
Lin Luochen nodded, curiously asking, “Master, this Black Banner doesn’t seem to be a method of the Corpse Yin Sect, does it?”
“Of course not, this is a method of the Soul Refining Sect; Shen Munning gave it to me as a gift.”
Su Yuyao cheerfully threw a black book to Lin Luochen, instructing, “Don’t spread this around!”
Lin Luochen blushed, “Will there be any problems if I use this?”
“I got it through my own skill…cough, she gifted it to me herself, and even signed and sealed it; what could go wrong?”
Su Yuyao spoke confidently, Lin Luochen opened the book to the first page, and indeed saw a crooked line of small characters.
‘The Soul Manual is a gift I willingly gave to Sister Yuyao, without the slightest coercion.’
The signature was Shen Munning’s; some of the writing had run, like ink smudged while crying.
Lin Luochen immediately felt that he should use it less; Qu Lingyin couldn’t help but laugh continuously.
“I didn’t expect I had misjudged you; your Master is a troublemaker!”
Lin Luochen sighed, feeling that the grudges of the previous generation would ultimately fall on him.
Su Yuyao was able to explain things to him at first, but later she became fully focused, wholeheartedly refining the corpse puppet.
Under immense pressure, she was more focused than ever before, her mind becoming clearer and clearer, as if divinely assisted.
This was very much like a student taking an exam, suddenly writing furiously before the examiner collects the papers, their penmanship flowing effortlessly.
Lin Luochen couldn’t help, so he could only watch from the side, studying 《corpse dissolution》 and the newly obtained 《Soul Manual》 with Qu Lingyin.
As for the Mouse, it had a comfortable life.
It ate and slept every day, occasionally going out to help Lin Luochen confirm whether Yun Chujì was still there.
And Yun Chujì guarded outside like a door god, showing no intention of leaving.
After discovering the Mouse’s existence, she specifically prepared a formation to seal escape techniques, preventing them from digging tunnels to escape.
Lin Luochen found this both funny and absurd; he wanted to talk to her, but thinking of his current position, he gave up.
Master hasn’t even fought the opponent yet, and I’m already trying to make friends with the other side; it looks like I’m defecting!
As time passed, the baleful aura in the Emerald Jade Tower became stronger and stronger, as if some evil being was about to be born.
People from the Tianyan Sect came several times, but were all blocked by Yun Chujì.
She unexpectedly became Su Yuyao’s Guardian; it’s really fate’s cruel joke.
Yun Chujì opened the door for convenience, and Su Yuyao methodically refined the blood corpse.
Under sufficient baleful aura and Yin energy, the half-evolved blood corpse began to evolve into a baleful corpse.
Five days later, a surge of baleful aura soared into the sky, and the sky instantly changed color, with dark clouds covering the sun.
Lin Luochen watched as a large lump of earth bulged in the formation, and a pitch-black arm covered in blood-red patterns emerged from the soil.
The next second, that large hand supported the bloody soil next to it, and a brawny body stood up, surrounded by baleful aura.
It let out a long howl, and bursts of Thunder Tribulation gathered in the sky, making Lin Luochen stunned.
“Thunder Tribulation?”
Qu Lingyin explained, “This is the Heavenly Tribulation required for the promotion of evil beings, far more violent than the Heavenly Tribulation of ordinary humans.”
Lin Luochen nodded, looking at Su Yuyao, whose face was pale, somewhat worried that she might waste all her efforts.
Su Yuyao swallowed a pill, controlling the corpse puppet to soar into the sky, meeting the imminent Heavenly Tribulation.
However, she played a trick, not letting the corpse puppet fly out of the city, forcing Qiankun City to activate its formation to help her corpse puppet transcend the tribulation.
Each Heavenly Tribulation that fell would be weakened by Qiankun City’s formation before striking Su Yuyao’s corpse puppet.
Yun Chujì naturally didn’t want this, but was afraid that Su Yuyao would escape in the chaos, so she had to reluctantly accept it.
There was thunder in the sky, and the citizens of the City were in panic, not understanding which strong person of the Tianyan Sect was transcending the tribulation.
Those who recognized the corpse energy on the corpse puppet were even more dumbfounded; had the Tianyan Sect also started refining corpses?
Half an hour later, the Heavenly Tribulation dispersed, and the thunderclouds dissipated.
The battered baleful corpse seemed to have developed some intelligence, with a flash of red light in its eyes, intending to escape.
But Su Yuyao was prepared, lightly shaking her hand, the newly refined Corpse Control Bell jingled.
“Hold!”
The restriction previously placed within the baleful corpse took effect, the newly born intelligence was suppressed, and it froze in mid-air.
Su Yuyao bit her finger, directly drawing a spell in mid-air, erasing the baleful corpse’s newly born intelligence, leaving only instinct and ferocity.
“Go down!”
The baleful corpse stupidly fell down, re-buried in the earth, absorbing the remaining power to recover.
Although Su Yuyao’s face was pale, having received the gift of the baleful corpse, her aura was much stronger than before.
She gracefully landed, smiling at Yun Chujì below.
“Little Yun, you did well this time; next time I beat you, I’ll try to be gentler.”
Yun Chujì sneered, “Su Yuyao, don’t brag; do you think you can win me with just a mere dead thing?”
Su Yuyao, with the baleful corpse by her side, felt confident, and said cheerfully, “Don’t cry when you get beaten.”
Yun Chujì clenched her fists, coldly saying, “Enough nonsense, let’s fight!”
Su Yuyao said carelessly, “Don’t rush; I’ll sleep for a while, and come and suppress you early the day after tomorrow.”
“I wanted to have my disciple deal with you, but since you’re so eager to be beaten, I’ll take some time out of my busy schedule to beat you up.”
“Don’t worry, I won’t kill you; my disciple happens to need a foot-washing maid, and I think you’re quite suitable.”
After she finished speaking, ignoring Yun Chujì, she stretched, and went straight into her room and closed the door.
Yun Chujì’s face was icy, she glared at Lin Luochen, and also turned back to her room.
Lin Luochen looked innocent; who did I offend? There was no need to involve me!
However, Su Yuyao’s arrogance also reassured Lin Luochen.
After all, if Master didn’t have some confidence, she would pretend to be dead!
Su Yuyao slept until dusk the next day; after bathing, she sent a message to Lin Luochen to come and comb her hair.
Lin Luochen didn’t understand why she was still using messaging, and with a strange expression, he came to her door and gently knocked.
“Master?”
“Come in, the door isn’t locked.”
Su Yuyao’s voice was strange, making Lin Luochen puzzled, he carefully opened the door.
Su Yuyao was sitting at the dressing table as usual, but didn’t turn around as usual.
Lin Luochen saw through the mirror that the face under her disheveled hair was terribly pale, with two large red blushes on her cheeks, and incredibly bright red lips.
Lin Luochen’s scalp tingled, and he couldn’t help but stop, hesitantly saying, “Master?”
“What?”
“You seem a little strange, can you turn your face?”
Su Yuyao reluctantly turned her face, dissatisfied, “What’s strange?”
Although Lin Luochen was prepared, he was still startled by the face that looked like a paper person, and involuntarily took two steps back.
“What the Fuck, what ghostly thing is this!”
Su Yuyao angrily stood up, hands on her hips, “Lin Luochen, what do you mean?”
Seeing her foundation falling off, Lin Luochen realized it was her, and said in astonishment, “Master, what are you doing?”
Su Yuyao pouted, “I was thinking of fighting Yun Chujì openly tomorrow, I can’t be outdone, right?”
She had never worn makeup before; she learned to apply it, but accidentally ended up with a funeral style.
Lin Luochen looked at the comical Su Yuyao, and couldn’t help but laugh, “So, Master, are you trying to make her laugh to death? Or scare her to death?”
Qu Lingyin was also laughing incessantly in the Sea of Consciousness, “This is killing me, how could she put on makeup like that?”
Su Yuyao looked at Lin Luochen who was laughing uncontrollably, and said coldly, “Is it that funny?”
Lin Luochen tried to stifle his laughter, but Qu Lingyin was laughing continuously, and he really couldn’t hold it in.
“It’s not funny, I just thought of something happy!”
“You’re clearly laughing at me!”
Su Yuyao, enraged and ashamed, pulled out her belt and chased Lin Luochen to beat him.
“Still laughing, still laughing!”
After a while, Su Yuyao washed off the frightening makeup, and angrily stuffed the rouge and powder into his hand.
“Hmph, you say it’s easy; you try it!”
Lin Luochen said proudly, “I’ll do it, I’ll do it!”
Su Yuyao looked at him doubtfully, warning, “If you make yourself ugly, you know the consequences!”
Lin Luochen patted his chest, “Don’t worry!”
Seeing his confidence, Qu Lingyin was also surprised, “You can?”
Lin Luochen said cheerfully, “I can’t, but you can; if you can, then I can, right?”
Qu Lingyin：……