Yang He also noticed Nezha's abnormality. While a chill ran down his spine, he discovered that the concentration of Yin energy around them was showing signs of intensifying once more.
"Another fetal movement? Good. Senior brother is indeed generous."
Spiritual Vision, combined with the Pupil Ghost, looked toward the rear courtyard, where countless strips of red silk could faintly be seen intertwining.
After Yang He saw the current situation, not only did he not slow his cultivation, he directly swallowed ten Great Replenishing Pills and continued Yang He realized that Yin energy.
Knock knock knock.
Everyone was extremely tense as fine cracks spread across the coffin.
From within, countless pupils could be seen opening, each bearing a different expression of joy, anger, sorrow, and delight. Then, a nursery rhyme echoed out.
"Cross your legs, cross them for three years. Subdue dragons and tigers, tether horses and apes. Let the heart be like water, the breath like silk. Better an evil spirit than an immortal..."
Although Nezha had yet to be born, the disaster he caused was already beyond what ordinary people could handle.
"Quick, light the candles!!"
Li Feng shouted in a low voice, and the officers hurriedly took out more than a dozen candles and arranged them around the rear courtyard. They did not even need to be lit before dim flames sprang up.
The candles began melting bit by bit, barely separating the inside and outside of the rear courtyard.
The situation was utter chaos. Most of them could not withstand the erosion of Yin energy, and only after Li Feng distributed talisman water to help dispel it did the trouble subside.
"Where is Daoist Yang?"
Li Feng's eyelids twitched wildly. out the Plague Eye Spirit Yang He had continuously Yang He realized that Yin energy to cultivate earlier, so the Yin energy erosion he suffered would only be more severe.
He quickly arrived at the entrance of the rear courtyard, only to find that Yang He was showing signs of cultivation deviation.
Before the talisman water that dispelled Yin energy could be handed to Yang He, it evaporated on its own. Once it came within half a meter of him, bone-piercing cold rushed over.
Crack.
A crisp sound rang out as a third arm tried to burrow out through the flesh.
As the Pupil Ghost's cultivation grew, the Force Ghost was unwilling to remain suppressed. The balance between the two ghosts was being broken, causing Yin energy to run rampant.
Li Feng sucked in a cold breath as Yin energy poured madly back into Yang He's body.
His scalp went numb. He suddenly realized that the danger came not only from Third Young Master; neither of the fellow disciples was reassuring.
In a certain sense, Yang He was even more terrifying than Nezha.
Maintaining vigorous Yang Fire while his body was continuously turning into a corpse, coupled with the nearly tangible Yin energy in the Yamen's rear courtyard—once he died...
Vegetable merchants had!
Could it be a drought demon was about to be born!!!
"Daoist Yang, guard your true heart firmly. Do not absorb any more spiritual energy from the outside world!"
Yang He gave a muffled grunt. The Pupil Ghost's second Yin Meridian completely formed, bloodshot veins appearing in the whites of his eyes as he forcibly suppressed the Force Ghost's backlash.
A ghost hand appeared behind him, with the Pupil Ghost attached to its palm.
Yang He continued drawing in Yin energy. Great Replenishing Pills were swallowed into his throat as though they cost nothing, and he then cast Li Feng a glance as if he were making a fuss over nothing.
Li Feng's face flushed red. Did Yang He not know he was walking on a blade's edge?
At that moment, the candle flames abruptly went out.
The fetal movement reached its end, and the cries of infants rose without cease.
"Save... Save me!!"
Magistrate Qian cried out desperately as red silk extending from the rear courtyard had already tightened around his neck.
More than a dozen people present suffered the same fate. The more they struggled, the tighter the red silk constricted, nearly embedding itself in their flesh.
Li Feng responded by placing yellow talismans atop the courtyard walls and biting his fingertip to smear blood over the red silk. Nevertheless, it was completely ineffective.
Whoosh.
More than a dozen people were dragged into the rear courtyard and vanished without a trace. The coffin then returned to silence.
Li Feng panted heavily, and a few more white hairs appeared at his temples. No matter how thoroughly they prepared, they were still utterly outmatched before Nezha.
The remaining people wore looks of despair, their minds already on the verge of collapse.
Song Kuo felt suffocated as he stared at the battered coffin. "General Li, what should we do next?"
Nezha did not break out of the coffin, as though he was purely tormenting them.
Li Feng did not know how to answer.
The situation had completely exceeded his expectations. With Grandmaster Taiyi yet to appear, it seemed the only thing they could do was wait.
"Senior brother was probably a posthumous child before. Now that he has remained unable to be born, his resentment has only grown heavier and heavier."
Everyone looked toward Yang He.
The ghost hand behind Yang He was raised high. A hint of regret appeared on his face, as though he lamented why the red silk had not tightened around him.
Li Feng had long lost his earlier composure. He asked hoarsely, "Daoist Yang, did Immortal Venerable Taiyi leave you an oral decree?"
"No."
Yang He looked in the direction of Qing Lake, barely able to make out its outline through the dense fog.
Perhaps it was an illusion, but Qing Lake's surface was as black as ink.
"There should be a result soon."
"Besides, senior brother had another purpose in taking them away. They are still alive for now."
As he spoke, Yang He pushed open the rear courtyard gate, and a bizarre sight immediately entered his eyes.
Centered around the coffin, red silk spread like a spiderweb. Nearly a hundred Living People hung upside down above the coffin.
Everyone shuddered. The earliest batch of abducted officers had already turned into dried corpses.
The coffin was on the verge of shattering, held down only by the Yang energy of dozens of Living People. The culprit behind all of this was also Nezha himself.
Nezha intended to use the Yang energy of Living People to force his own birth!!
Yang He casually took out the Copper-Coin Sword, followed by the red cord he had obtained from Qing Lake.
"Forget senior brother for now. There is something more urgent. Lord Li, can you use blood refinement to fuse this into the artifact?"
Li Feng's mouth fell slightly open. For a moment, he had no idea what Yang He was thinking.
Was Yang He's Dao heart truly stable, or was he making too much of it? Why did it feel as though the latter was in a Daoist sanctuary? There was not the slightest sense of urgency.
"Y-yes, it can be done, though some heart's blood will inevitably be wasted."
Yang He nodded and began using the red cord to reinforce the Copper-Coin Sword's blade. Black blood continuously dripped from the wound in his palm.
Perhaps because of the Daoist child's unusual physique, the effect of refining the artifact was exceptionally good.
The red cord was successfully refined into the Copper-Coin Sword, and mysterious incantation patterns appeared on its blade.
The lost heart's blood merely caused his Yang energy to be consumed more quickly for the time being. It was only a fatal injury.
Before long, the red cord binding the one hundred and eight copper coins gained another strand. The Copper-Coin Sword became noticeably heavier, gaining half a jin.
Blood Copper Coin Sword A Low-grade Yin Artifact made from burial copper coins. It possessed ample spirituality and could slowly repair minor damage by absorbing Yin energy. Not only could it harm Living People, it was also remarkably effective against Weak Ghosts.
Yang He nodded in satisfaction, then turned to Li Feng and said, "If there is any news from Wu Hong, contact me immediately."
Li Feng was stunned, unable to understand why Yang He had suddenly said that.
Yang He casually tossed a Great Replenishing Pill to Li Feng. "If there are medicinal ingredients in town that can boost Yang energy, help me brew some pills like these. Do not worry about the potency being too strong. I can handle it."
He stepped into the rear courtyard. After observing for some time, he had already seen through the pattern of Nezha's fetal movements. Rather than passively drawing lots, it was better to take the initiative and hang himself.
Yang He made no effort to conceal his Yang energy, and red silk immediately stretched toward him.
Li Feng found it unbelievable, and goosebumps rose all over him.
Yang He let the red silk bind his limbs and was directly hoisted into the air. Yet it did not affect the Pupil Ghost's absorption of Yin energy in the slightest. Instead, with the red silk serving as a medium, the efficiency increased somewhat.
The price was that his Yang Fire was consumed more quickly. The ghost hand held Great Replenishing Pills, constantly replenishing his Yang Fire.
Haaah~~
Yang He yawned. The influence of the red silk made his consciousness drowsy, but at least he had avoided the vital point at his neck. For the time being, he was even safer than outside the rear courtyard.
He could also deliver senior brother's child while he was at it. What was not to like?
Li Feng's understanding of the world was overturned. He had never seen such an unconventional cultivation method.
He broke off a piece of the Great Replenishing Pill and cautiously tasted it. Before long, his face turned bright red. The medicine's potency simply boosted Yang energy at the cost of one's lifespan.
"What a savage medicine!"
"Grandmaster Taiyi's two disciples are each more monstrous than the last!!"
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