'Ghost Lotus' Completed?

Yang He could clearly sense the coffin growing restless, not because of the Three Mountains Goddess, but because Nezha had noticed Madam Yin approaching.

Spiritual Vision: 38.6 points

His Spiritual Vision surged. The Three Mountains Goddess's scrutiny fixed relentlessly on Yang He.

Yang He looked around. Lotus-root arms covered the ground, sealing off the path ahead, and the Three Mountains Goddess was likely hidden among them.

The Pupil Ghost opened its eyes and noticed that the yin energy emanating from the lotus-root arms was extraordinarily chaotic.

"The Three Mountains Goddess seems to be... seriously injured?"

When Yang He had first played the Lotus Root Harvester, he had encountered the Three Mountains Goddess. This ghost's aura had been nowhere near as weak as it was now.

"Madam Yin must have caused it. The Three Mountains Goddess has already suffered grave injuries."

"My boy~~"

The Three Mountains Goddess called out again, and an itch spread all over Yang He's body.

With a sweep of his peripheral vision, he saw lotus seeds taking root and sprouting beneath his skin at some unknown time. Huang Tianhua saw that he had already fallen for the Three Mountains Goddess's trick.

Pfft.

A sharp pain flared in his shoulder, and a tender lotus sprout immediately emerged.

The Pupil Ghost's feedback told Yang He that a third ghost had entered his body, yet he could not find where the Three Mountains Goddess's true body was hiding.

The other soldiers were unaffected by the Three Mountains Goddess. To them, the evil presence merely called out a few times before vanishing.

Yang He instead calmed down and weighed the gains and losses.

Li Feng noticed something. "Daoist Yang, Qing Lake should only be a few steps away. As long as we can contact Immortal Venerable Taiyi..."

He was also at the end of his strength. Even if he abandoned the coffin, he had no strength left to face the Three Mountains Goddess.

"The Three Mountains Goddess won't let me get close to Qing Lake."

Yang He looked toward the mountain path and tried taking a step forward. A searing pain shot through his organs; lotus roots had already begun burrowing into his bone marrow.

He realized that the Three Mountains Goddess wanted to flee Qing Lake.

Evil Ghosts also possessed an instinct to avoid calamity. She understood that staying in place meant certain death, so she had chosen to hide inside the young Daoist boy.

Yang He licked his lips as a bold thought surfaced in his heart.

Dying in the Lore World did not matter anyway. At most, Ghost Lotus would reach a dead end, and perhaps what he gained from this move would make up for the loss.

"Li Feng."

Without ceremony, Yang He swallowed another ten Great Replenishing Pills.

"You keep escorting the coffin. Remember, don't look directly at Qing Lake. As for me... heh heh, I plan to meet the Three Mountains Goddess."

Yang He's yang fire surged. Rather than slowing the growth of the lotus roots, it caused the sprout on his shoulder to form a flower bud.

He turned and left, and the Three Mountains Goddess inside his body stopped causing trouble.

"Daoist Yang!"

Yang He leaped forward, hugged the Copper-Coin Sword close to protect his vital spots as much as possible, and tumbled down the muddy slope.

His body was covered in bruises, and the moment he hit the ground, he felt several ribs break.

But Yang He was not the slightest bit flustered.

The Three Mountains Goddess had not expected Yang He to be so reckless with his life.

"AAAAAHHHH!!!!"

There could not possibly be another child of similar age in this desolate wilderness. If the Three Mountains Goddess wanted to evade Madam Yin, she could only hope Yang He stayed alive long enough to descend the mountain.

Pfft, pfft.

Lotuses grew all over Yang He's body, yet his smile became increasingly unrestrained.

He crashed toward a massive boulder in the mountains. Just before impact, several slender jade-like hands voluntarily acted as cushions, and the sound of shattering bones rang out without end.

"Found you!"

Yang He narrowed his eyes. The Pupil Ghost locked onto a section of root near his lower back. As expected, it was where the Three Mountains Goddess's true body lay.

Without showing it, he noticed that the surrounding area was already covered in black hair.

In the distant forest, a towering woman was slowly climbing the mountain. The rain across a hundred miles had been caused by her.

Yin energy swept outward like ocean waves, and black hair covered the grass, trees, rocks, and mountains.

Madam Yin's second incarnation was somewhat weaker, but she was still at the level of a Fierce Ghost. Only her oppressive presence was not as terrifying as before.

The Three Mountains Goddess's movements came to an abrupt halt.

Yang He controlled his body as it rolled toward the mountain path. The Three Mountains Goddess sacrificed more than a dozen arms to barely drag Yang He onto a relatively level open space.

"My boy~~"

"W-wait~~"

Yang He curled his lips into a smile and raised his middle finger. Ignoring the Three Mountains Goddess's threats, he rose and limped toward Madam Yin.

The Three Mountains Goddess had no choice but to honestly lie dormant.

Yang He forcibly suppressed his distracting thoughts and made the Pupil Ghost appear behind his head. At the same time, the ghost hands attached between his flesh were poised to strike.

Madam Yin arrived a thousand meters away and showed no intention of paying Yang He any attention.

Yang He glanced back. By rights, the coffin should have reached Qing Lake by now. I wonder whether Ghost Lotus is completed once Nezha revives.

He drew a deep breath and stopped resisting the yin energy's erosion. The Great Replenishing Pills he had taken earlier were completely spent, and his yang fire gradually extinguished.

The vitality in his organs began to fade, and signs of corpse transformation spread throughout his body.

The Three Mountains Goddess did not understand what was happening. Seeing Yang He on the verge of death, she feared Madam Yin would notice her and hurriedly concealed her aura even more.

"Die!"

Yang He raised the Copper-Coin Sword and thrust it straight at the root.

The Three Mountains Goddess was trapped between advance and retreat. If Yang He disemboweled himself, she would be exposed before Madam Yin, so she could only extend her arms to block him.

Sizzle, sizzle.

The moment the arms touched the Copper-Coin Sword, the hundred or so copper coins strained beyond their limits, and the two red cords nearly snapped. Fortunately, Yang He had refined the yin artifact beforehand.

Yang He had not expected the Copper-Coin Sword to work anyway.

The ghost hands turned half-illusory and plunged into his own body. They grabbed the lotus roots and pulled with all their strength, trying to drag the Three Mountains Goddess out directly.

At the very instant the Three Mountains Goddess exposed her aura.

Madam Yin stopped in place.

The Three Mountains Goddess was frightened out of her wits. She had actually been suppressed by two Weak Ghosts, and Yang He took the chance to sever her exposed arms with the Copper-Coin Sword.

"AAAAAHHH!!"

Amid the piercing screams, Yang He completely suppressed the Three Mountains Goddess.

Then the Force Ghost stirred. He allowed the lotus roots to burrow into his flesh, and before long, the roots replaced his blood vessels while the ghost hands became more lifelike.

Yang He's expression turned strange. Grandmaster Taiyi had mentioned that the Force Ghost required Grafting Cultivation.

It seemed he had stumbled into it by chance. He had already fused the Three Mountains Goddess into the ghost hands, and the Force Ghost now amounted to the Pupil Ghost's first Yin Meridian.

Not bad. I'm a damn genius. Becoming an immortal is just around the corner.

It's just a pity about the Daoist boy identity. I don't know whether I can still complete Lore Worlds afterward. By rights, the coffin should already have reached Qing Lake.

Yang He's pupils contracted as he saw Madam Yin pick up his already cold body.

Then she gently placed it on a rock by the roadside.

Yang He's consciousness scattered as he watched Madam Yin disappear into the fine rain.

Lore 'Ghost Lotus' completed. Generate Resident Character?

Looks like Nezha's revival didn't run into any trouble. But Grandmaster Taiyi only just obtained the coffin, didn't he? Why was it so fast?

"Confirm."

Yang He closed his eyes and waited to return to the Main World.

He also looked forward to this so-called Resident Character.

"Eh?!!"

Yang He opened his eyes. He was still in the Lore World covered in black hair, and the panel's prompt had not taken him back.

"Heh heh heh."

"Disciple, what was your name again?"

"Never mind."

"Quick, come up and meet your master!!"