The Underworld's Martial God: Rising from the Coffin
Chapter 8

Seizing the Body

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"So tenacious..."

The Four-tailed Spirit Stream Demonic Cat licked its scarlet tongue. The human youth before it displayed a resilience far beyond its imagination.

However.

The more tenacious he was, the stronger its resolve to kill Wei Qing became.

Suddenly.

Its pupils constricted, and a sinister smile curved its lips.

A more venomous scheme formed in its mind.

"Killing him would certainly be satisfying."

"But what if I took over this human youth's body instead..."

Wouldn't that allow it to use the human youth's identity to act openly among humans?

It could even infiltrate the Heavenly Realm Division or those cultivation sects and secretly devour unsuspecting martial artists!

"Heh heh... marvelous!"

The more it thought, the brighter its eyes gleamed.

Looking at the listless Wei Qing, the Four-tailed Spirit Stream Demonic Cat no longer hesitated. It instantly transformed into a stream of light and burrowed into Wei Qing's brow.

Within the Sea of Consciousness.

Wei Qing's mental energy was in chaos, like a candle in the wind, on the verge of collapse at any moment.

However.

The instant the cat demon's mental energy broke through—

"Rumble..."

Deep within Wei Qing's Sea of Consciousness, a golden light pierced heaven and earth, illuminating the entire mental Sea of Consciousness.

A blurry figure of a woman in red, like an immortal descending from the ninth heaven, slowly appeared.

Her mere presence caused the entire Sea of Consciousness to tremble, nearing collapse.

Seeing this, the woman raised her hand and waved it gently.

Instantly, a shower of golden starlight filled the Sea of Consciousness.

As if possessing life, the golden starlight transformed into countless profound runes the moment it touched the Sea of Consciousness.

The Sea of Consciousness, which had been on the verge of collapse, healed in an instant.

The restored Sea of Consciousness glowed with a faint golden light.

"A mere demon dares to attempt to possess him."

The woman's voice was not loud, but it boomed like thunder, nearly shattering the demon cat's spiritual form.

Terror filled the demon cat's eyes. Its soul writhed frantically, trying to escape.

But to its horror, its soul was as if bound by a spell, completely unable to move.

"Who... who exactly are you?"

As soon as it spoke, the woman's phantom lightly tapped with her index finger.

"Annihilate!"

With that single word, the demon cat's soul shattered inch by inch as if struck by a heavy hammer.

"Ahhhh..."

Amidst its shrill screams, its soul dissolved into countless points of light, floating above the Sea of Consciousness.

The phantom woman snorted coldly and waved her sleeve. The floating points of light instantly condensed into a pure ball of mental energy, hovering above Wei Qing's Sea of Consciousness.

"This demon's mental energy should be enough for a while."

She spoke indifferently and formed a hand seal with her left hand.

The next moment.

A golden line appeared, connecting the ball of energy to Wei Qing's Sea of Consciousness.

Strands of mental energy continuously flowed from the ball, merging with the mental energy within Wei Qing's Sea of Consciousness, slowly increasing his mental power.

After completing this, she looked up, her gaze seeming to penetrate the Sea of Consciousness and look towards a certain spot in the outside world.

"As for you?"

Outside.

Zhu Huan, who had just recovered and was preparing to flee, suddenly stiffened.

A phantom figure of a woman materialized before him.

The terrifying aura emanating from its body was at least a hundred times stronger than the Four-tailed Spirit Stream Demonic Cat's from before.

Zhu Huan bit his lip hard, trembling as he stammered, "I don't know... Senior..."

"Sign it."

A white light descended from the void, transforming into a profound contract.

"Yes."

Without the slightest hesitation, Zhu Huan bit his finger and dripped blood onto the contract.

Immediately, the contract erupted in a red light and merged into the depths of Zhu Huan's brow.

The Master-servant contract was complete!

At this moment, Zhu Huan wasn't afraid at all; instead, he was incredibly excited.

He never imagined that such an unparalleled expert would take him, a mere Seventh-rank martial artist, as a servant.

Next, the woman waved her hand again, and a golden light enveloped Zhu Huan.

The next moment, the demonic markings on Zhu Huan's face, like ice and snow under the scorching sun, gradually melted away.

Just as Zhu Huan was about to explain.

He discovered that as the demonic markings disappeared, his forcibly boosted cultivation had not dropped.

Bathed in the golden light, it felt like being in a hot spring, and even his old hidden ailments were instantly healed.

The cells in his body felt reborn, sending waves of excitement through him.

"Thank you for your mercy, Master."

He was well aware of the dangers of the demonic markings.

He hadn't expected that his current master could completely resolve his worries with just a wave of her hand.

"Your master isn't me, but him."

The woman's phantom raised her hand and pointed at Wei Qing.

"Yes."

Zhu Huan quickly nodded in agreement.

The mysterious woman's help to Wei Qing indicated that Wei Qing's background was far from simple.

Following Wei Qing, or following the mysterious woman.

In his view, it was all the same.

After speaking, the woman's figure flickered and returned to the depths of Wei Qing's sea of consciousness.

Zhu Huan, like a loyal guard, stood watch beside Wei Qing.

Inside the sea of consciousness.

Wei Qing's consciousness slowly awoke.

He was surprised to find that his mental power had not collapsed; on the contrary, it had become even more solidified than before. More importantly.

The cluster of mental power floating above his sea of consciousness was continuously nourishing and strengthening his mental power.

With a thought from Wei Qing, the system panel displayed:

[Host: Wei Qing] [Age: 16] [Realm: Seventh-rank Martial Artist (Beginner)] [Spirit: 357] [Strength: 236] [Physique: 235] [Martial Skill: Flowing Cloud Slash (Mastered) - Ultimate: Lotus Flower] [Cultivation Technique: Nanke's Dream (Minor Accomplishment)]

As expected.

Not only had his mental power increased significantly.

His martial artist realm had also advanced to Seventh-rank Martial Artist.

What exactly was going on?

Wait.

Wei Qing suddenly jolted awake. He was still fighting the Four-tailed Spirit Stream Demonic Cat.

The next moment.

Wei Qing's eyes snapped open, only to find that the blood moon space that had trapped him had vanished.

He returned to the large courtyard of Li Da Niu's house once more.

Seeing Wei Qing awake, Zhu Huan quickly apologized, "This servant was blinded by greed. I betrayed humanity. I beg my master to punish me."

Master?

Punishment?

What was going on?

Why did everything go wrong after he fainted?

"Zhu Huan, what exactly happened?"

"It's like this, Master..."

Under Zhu Huan's explanation, Wei Qing "understood."

It turned out a powerful martial artist had just passed through the area.

They had slain the Four-tailed Spirit Stream Demonic Cat and helped Zhu Huan deal with the demonic markings.

At the same time, to prevent Zhu Huan from betraying humanity again, they directly signed a Master-servant contract with him and Wei Qing.

Before leaving, the woman transmitted a message to Zhu Huan, telling him to fabricate a story about a powerful individual and not to reveal her existence.

At this moment.

Wei Qing discovered that there was indeed a contract with Zhu Huan in his sea of consciousness.

Through the contract, he could control Zhu Huan's life and death with a single thought!

Seeing this, Wei Qing abandoned the idea of killing Zhu Huan and asked, "Within Qingcheng, are there any other individuals colluding with demons?"

"Yes."

"The Fang family's eldest son, Fang Xiang."

Zhu Huan replied respectfully.

Wei Qing's pupils contracted slightly. "The Fang family of Magistrate Fang?"

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