MOF Chapter 23

Chapter 23: A Fierce Battle Alarms the Living Dead. Xie Yiling followed the sound, and saw…

“Alright.” Yan Zhan revealed a harmless smile and slowly said, “Bring him in. That person is still waiting.”

To prevent further incidents, Luo Huaiji stepped forward and sealed Xie Yiling’s acupoints. Only then did he and Lu Jinnian abduct him along the secret passage.

Xie Yiling lowered his head, his figure disheveled as he was taken away by the three. A sly glint flickered in his eyes.

The inside of the Endless Cave indeed concealed a hidden world. Not only was there an underground palace, but also several secret passages crisscrossed, dazzling the eyes.

Lu Jinnian’s patience finally ran out, and he threw Xie Yiling to Luo Huaiji to support him alone.

Xie Yiling couldn’t help but find it amusing. When Lu Jinnian was supporting him, he was muddleheaded as if he was about to faint, putting all his weight on Lu Jinnian.

Now that Lu Jinnian let go, he immediately put on a tenacious and unyielding look, standing firm on his own.

“Hmph!” Lu Jinnian glanced at him coldly, pushed him hard, and shoved Xie Yiling into one of the secret passages.

The secret passage was extremely narrow and dark. Yan Zhan walked in front to prevent Xie Yiling from playing tricks and escaping, and Lu Jinnian blocked the rear.

After walking for about a few hundred meters, light finally seeped in, vaguely revealing an open space. Only when they got closer did they see that it was the entrance to a secret room.

After entering, Xie Yiling found that the secret room was not small. Bright flames burned in all corners, and a three-legged round cauldron was placed in the middle. Green smoke swirled in the cauldron, unpredictable.

Someone stood tall in front of the cauldron, wearing a black cloak, his aura cold.

Hearing the movement, the person turned to look at the entrance of the secret room, overlapping with a familiar face in Xie Yiling’s memory.

Xie Yiling suppressed the shock in his heart, and those clues suddenly connected in his mind.

He couldn’t help but say, “Wen Liangchen?”

“You know me?” Wen Liangchen raised an eyebrow in surprise when he heard this, approaching him with a chilling aura, forcing people to frown. “I don’t remember when I met you.”

Yan Zhan smiled and said, “Young Master Wen, why be puzzled? Who didn’t know your great name in the early years?”

He turned his gaze to Xie Yiling’s abdomen, and said leisurely, “Young Master Wen, what you want is on this person. Why not act quickly, lest there be complications.”

Wen Liangchen raised his eyes, madness hidden in his eyes: “A spiritual artifact?”

He suddenly used his power and struck Xie Yiling’s heart with a palm.

Luo Huaiji reminded him, “I’ve sealed his acupoints.”

Wen Liangchen didn’t even look at him, only saying, “That makes it even easier. No need to worry about him resisting, and the spiritual artifact will be easier to take out.”

Xie Yiling endured the pain and said, “You want the spiritual artifact in my body? Then you can try and see if you can get it out with just your ability.”

Wen Liangchen seemed to be provoked by this and laughed, “You don’t need to worry about that. I’ve been waiting for this day for a full eight years. Only this last step is needed to complete the task!”

A green light was unleashed from his hand, like a green-faced hungry ghost who smelled meat, impatiently drilling into Xie Yiling’s chest.

Xie Yiling’s face turned pale instantly from the pain caused by the green light, and he gritted his teeth without saying a word. Cold sweat kept dripping from his forehead, falling on the ground, slowly expanding the wet marks.

“Why can’t I take it out?” Wen Liangchen’s gaze suddenly turned gloomy, slowly sweeping over Lu Jinnian and Luo Huaiji.

Luo Huaiji shook his fan and quickly explained, “It was Yan Zhan who said there was a spiritual artifact in his body. We were only responsible for bringing the person back.”

Yan Zhan leaned against the wall with his arms folded. Under Wen Liangchen’s scrutinizing gaze, he said somewhat casually, “If you can’t take it out, just send him into the formation and destroy his body. Wouldn’t that be good?”

“I originally wanted to leave you a complete corpse,” Wen Liangchen said with a hint of pleasure on his face when he heard this, “What a pity.”

Xie Yiling secretly thought something was wrong and turned to escape. Lu Jinnian had been staring at him for a long time, grabbed his injured shoulder with a palm, and threw him back forcefully.

A light suddenly lit up in the secret room. It was the magic formation that Wen Liangchen and the others had already set up on the ground.

The formation was twenty meters high, pressing on the heads of everyone, illuminating Xie Yiling, who was forcibly thrown into the formation.

Wen Liangchen watched coldly as the painful look on his face poured out: “You’re lucky. At least you’ve come back again and seen a few more days of worldly pleasures. Do you know that someone is more qualified than you to live in this world? The person who should be reborn is not you.”

Xie Yiling barely propped himself up, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and suddenly smiled. His eyes flashed with contempt as he said, “What do you want to say?”

Wen Liangchen’s expression changed slightly.

“Eight years, using all kinds of unorthodox methods to find a spiritual artifact to no avail. So useless, what are you acting fierce in front of me for?” Xie Yiling raised his chin at them, “There’s no need to be so troublesome. If you beg me a few times, kneel down and say some nice words, maybe I’ll give you the spiritual artifact.”

“Ooh!”

As soon as Xie Yiling finished speaking, Wen Liangchen was already filled with murderous intent, raising his palm to strike down. But at this moment, an extremely painful cry rang out in the secret room.

The voice was hoarse and muffled, as if the entire tongue was wrapped in blades when speaking, and the throat was filled with gravel fragments, making him suffer unspeakably, wishing he were dead.

“Ooh! Ooh ooh!!” The voice grew louder and louder, accompanied by the sound of iron chains ringing out at staggered intervals.

Wen Liangchen and the others’ expressions changed.

“That’s bad!” Luo Huaiji folded his fan and clapped his hands, saying, “Why did he wake up early?”

Xie Yiling followed the sound and saw a person who was almost integrated with the wall.

That person – Xie Yiling would temporarily call him a person – his hands and feet were all wearing heavy chains, the main one even embedded in his collarbone.

Although his body was standing upright, it was in an extremely unnatural posture, as if someone had forcibly used some force to show this appearance.

His arms hung stiffly on both sides of his body, and the tattered and wide sleeves revealed his skinny hands.

The hands had long, slender fingers, but the skin was tightly attached to the bones, without any flesh. Some of the ten fingernails were dark black, some were bloody, and some of the fingers were bent in strange postures, obviously broken for some reason.

Although a head of messy black hair was disheveled, it was still passable, but the part of the face covered by the hair was as pale as snow, with dark circles under the eyes, and deep sunken cheeks.

He should have been awakened by the arguments of Xie Yiling and the others. He opened his eyes with some difficulty, revealing pupils that were whiter than ordinary people.

Xie Yiling’s pupils shrank suddenly, and his throat tightened for a moment. Although he had only met this face a few times in his previous life, he had not forgotten it. It was Mo the Third Young Master, Mo Linyuan!

“You, this group of beasts!” Xie Yiling had already seen through the evil ghost techniques ten years ago, so he naturally saw at a glance what the current situation was, “You actually use living people to refine Yin corpses!”

The method of refining Yin corpses is one of the four forbidden techniques. A long time ago, there were people with impure intentions who secretly cultivated this method behind the backs of the immortal sects.

At that time, those people only used the corpses of the dead, but the one in front of him, even if his appearance was no longer human or ghost, Xie Yiling still recognized that this was a living person.

“Hahahaha!” Yan Zhan laughed from the side, “So what if he’s a living person? There is no shortage of people eating people and drinking blood in the world. Just a mere method of refining corpses, why, are you afraid of this?”

Xie Yiling looked at Mo Linyuan, who was lifeless and full of scars, and his eyes turned red with anger: “You slaughtered the entire Water-Ink Immortal Estate, and didn’t even spare the common people, so devoid of conscience. The Holy Heavens have eyes, I curse you that everything you seek in your life will not be fulfilled!”

Wen Liangchen chuckled upon hearing this, “Now you are a clay Bodhisattva crossing the river, unable to save yourself. Instead of worrying about others, you might as well think about how to beg me later, so that I can be a little more merciful.”

Xie Yiling raised his eyes and looked over. The green light in his palm was already eager to try.

Seeing Xie Yiling silent, Wen Liangchen’s expression turned cold: “Stubborn.”

The moment the green light rushed into the formation, Xie Yiling felt the pain transmitted to his body when the formation was activated.

However, this pain only stayed on him for less than two seconds, and was suddenly interrupted by a force from the outside world.

Xie Yiling didn’t know why, and raised his eyes to look over, seeing that familiar sword. His heart skipped a beat, it was Azurefall.

The formation was not temporarily interrupted, but forcibly destroyed by Azurefall, and Xie Yiling naturally regained his freedom as well.

As soon as Nangong Ci stepped into the secret room, he fought with Yan Zhan and the others. Although he was fighting against many, he did not show any disadvantage at all.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Luo Huaiji turned around and tried to slip away along the wall, but Xie Yiling grabbed his shoulder from behind.

“Young Master Luo, the matter is just getting to the exciting part, why are you in such a hurry to leave?”

Luo Huaiji turned his head to look at him, and said seriously, “Don’t misunderstand, my purpose is different from theirs. They want the spiritual artifact and use living people to refine corpses. Although I know all of this, I have never participated. At most, I just helped them keep watch.”

“Is that so? But didn’t you also help seal my acupoints?” Xie Yiling tilted his head, his eyes smiling, “I advise you not to act rashly, that Fufeng Daoist’s spirit sword can turn one into two. If you don’t want to be stabbed through the stomach with a sword, just stay here.”

Seeing that his expression was calm and composed, and there was no trace of weakness or pain on his face, Luo Huaiji was slightly shocked and asked in surprise, “Could it be that you have been lying to us all along?”

Xie Yiling’s wound was still bleeding, and his face was slightly pale, but he said, “It’s true that I was injured, and it’s true that I was caught by you, where is there any need to lie? But,”

Speaking of this, his eyebrows showed some pleasure: “On the way here…”

Luo Huaiji leaned closer and asked curiously, “What about on the way here?”

Xie Yiling snorted coldly, “Naturally, I left a mark.”

The butterfly powder he had collected in the Azure Maple Forest earlier had also come in handy.

After saying that, he suddenly raised his hand and, in front of Luo Huaiji, released the acupoints that had been sealed by him: “I forgot to tell you, the acupoints on my body have long been scrambled and reshaped.”

On the other side, Nangong Ci and Yan Zhan were fighting more and more fiercely, one was relaxed and wanted to resolve it as soon as possible, and the other was running out of spiritual power and had the heart to fight to the death.

Xie Yiling glanced at Yan Zhan and said, “Look, your accomplice is about to run out of steam.”

Luo Huaiji “swished” open his fan, covering his face and said, “Young Master, please don’t make false accusations, that’s not my accomplice. By the way, may I ask, what is your name?”

Hearing this, Xie Yiling almost laughed out of anger, this person really doesn’t distinguish the occasion when speaking.

However, he still replied, “Xie Yiling.”

“Fufeng Daoist!” Gu Huanzhi’s voice rang out at the entrance of the secret room, “I’m here!”

Xie Yiling leaned against the wall and looked back, smiling easily.

As soon as Gu Huanzhi entered the secret room, he fought with Lu Jinnian. The two were evenly matched, fighting in a dark and chaotic manner, neither willing to show weakness.

However, Wen Liangchen had disappeared without a trace at some point, probably taking advantage of the chaos to escape.

Yan Zhan was beaten by Nangong Ci and spat out a mouthful of dark red blood, stubbornly refusing to admit defeat. He grinned, his mouth full of red teeth: “I originally planned to carry out this plan after a while. But, it seems that everyone can’t wait to see my results.”

The sharp blade of the killing swordPlanned Yan Zhan’s palm, the skin and flesh split along the blade, he gripped the sword body, dyeing it red with blood, only to see a scarlet light flash towards the wall.

With a loud “crack”, all the iron chains forcibly shackled to the Yin corpse’s hands and feet were broken, and this Yin corpse regained its freedom.