Yang He quickly found that he could no longer smile. The Nuwa Statue... did not seem to be here to take him as a disciple.
Sounds of fighting and slaughter came from the cellar entrance. After taking only a few steps, the ascetic monk had already sunk deep into jealousy, while the surrounding corpses dissolved into pus.
He watched helplessly as the pus merged into the Nuwa Statue, sending chills down his spine.
The Nuwa Statue became even more lifelike, utterly unlike anything of the mortal world. Merely looking at it gave Yang He the illusion of bathing in a spring breeze.
He even wanted to draw close to the Nuwa Statue.
"Cough, cough, cough."
The only thing Yang He could be thankful for was that his weakened body could not support him in taking action.
The torment of the fire punishment was secondary. The Bone Accumulating Fire Incantation was already guiding the burning and tempering of his vertebrae. The main issue was that his vitality was nearing its end.
He had survived because of his long coexistence with the Skin Painting Ghost. Once the Skin Painting Ghost died, his own death was inevitable. The two ghosts within his body were no longer willing to struggle either, and were already waiting to return to the Main World.
Yang He suppressed the urge to ingratiate himself and did not dwell on the gains and losses of this opportunity.
"What a pity. A blue-quality identity was wasted."
Yang He felt that the Living Buddha was highly suitable as a Resident Character. Though the latter did not possess an immortal body, he was similarly extraordinary.
The Living Buddha looked no different from an ordinary person, but his heart, liver, spleen, lungs, and kidneys resembled stubborn stones. More accurately, his five viscera had already