Demon Seeding Scripture

Song Rong did not speak aloud but instead mouthed the words "Corpse Scripture" several times, his gaze burning with an intense, fervent longing.

Seeing that Ren Qingsheng had already committed it to memory, he let out a loud laugh and closed his eyes.

Song Rong showed not the slightest trace of reluctance. Though he had spent his life pursuing immortality, he faced death with a detachment far beyond ordinary men, as if dying here had brought him complete satisfaction.

Just as Ren Qingsheng was about to inquire about the Corpse Scripture, he noticed footsteps gradually approaching.

He instinctively turned his head and saw countless black beetles swarming in, their buzzing deafening.

The beetles coalesced into a human form, and Li Yaoyang stepped out from within them.

"Don't be in such a hurry to take lives, or else a new forbidden zone will form."

Mu Yi also drifted over through the underbrush.

The two ignored Ren Qingsheng and made straight for Song Rong, intending to subdue him first to prevent any impact on the Disaster Aversion Forbidden Zone.

But Song Rong had long since embraced death. By the time the Forbidden Guards appeared, his life force was visibly fading away.

Before dying, he cast a mocking glance at the approaching Forbidden Guards, as if laughing in silent derision.

"Not good!!"

Immediately after, Song Rong's skin began to boil, twisting into countless contorted human faces, causing the surrounding vegetation to wither rapidly.

Thump. Thump. Thump.

The sound of a heartbeat rang out. Song Rong's heart also showed signs of coming to life—this was likely the eerie transformation of another of his techniques.

Ren Qingsheng narrowed his eyes slightly. Could this technique be like the Five Viscera God, acting upon the internal organs?

Li Yaoyang's face darkened as he walked over to Song Rong's corpse and bent down to examine the situation.

"He died too cleanly, didn't he?"

"If this place turns into a forbidden zone, the Disaster Aversion Forbidden Zone could devour two Eerie Objects, and its area would become absurdly large."

Mu Yi nodded. "This man's lifespan was exhausted. He had long since resolved to die."

At that moment, the Disaster Aversion Forbidden Zone seemed to sense the Eerie Objects. The entire Camel Peak Mountain began to tremble with increasing intensity, cracks spreading across its surface.

"What a waste."

Li Yaoyang took out a miniature jade bottle and poured a fingernail-sized maggot onto his palm.

The maggot was a grayish-white color, giving off the smell of quicklime. As it crawled, it left behind a powdery slime.

Li Yaoyang stuffed the maggot into Song Rong's mouth, and the corpse began to twitch inexplicably.

The flesh and blood of the corpse gradually petrified. Moments later, it turned into a stone statue, motionless.

The two Eerie Objects that were about to form seemed to have been pressed on a pause button. The tremors of Camel Peak Mountain also ceased abruptly.

Ren Qingsheng felt a lingering fear. Fortunately, Forbidden Guards were stationed on Camel Peak Mountain; otherwise, even if Song Rong hadn't succeeded, it would have caused considerable trouble.

Li Yaoyang gave Ren Qingsheng a slight nod.

But he had clearly forgotten that he had seen him before. With a puzzled expression, he asked, "A Fire Worker? Why aren't you a Forbidden Guard?"

Mu Yi said flatly, "Ren Qingsheng's talent is extraordinary. Old Song is his guide."

"Hehehe..."

Li Yaoyang chuckled and said no more. The warning in Mu Yi's words was unmistakable—he was clearly wary of Li Yaoyang taking an interest in Ren Qingsheng.

Ren Qingsheng's gaze swept over Song Rong's petrified corpse, pondering the technique called the Corpse Scripture that the man had mentioned before his death.

"Since the Disaster Aversion Forbidden Zone is stirring, I'll go check on the situation. Miss Mu, stay here and wait for Old Song."

"I've already notified them with the Thousand Sound Technique. They're still dealing with the Eerie Object at the Camp."

Li Yaoyang turned and left. Staying any longer would be a waste of time.

Once Li Yaoyang was far enough away, Ren Qingsheng asked curiously, "Is this corpse considered alive or dead now?"

"Dead. Li Yaoyang's Ash Maggots can temporarily seal the Eerie Object, but it will need to be dealt with again after returning to the Yamen."

Ren Qingsheng, showing some interest, asked, "So there's no danger now?"

After receiving Mu Yi's affirmative answer, Ren Qingsheng approached the stone statue and gently touched its surface with his palm.

A chill seeped out from the stone, only to be dispelled by the heat generated by the Pig Eyes.

Mindful of Mu Yi's presence, Ren Qingsheng withdrew his hand. As he waited for Song Zongwu to arrive, he processed the information about the Eerie Object in his mind.

Human Skin Book

Created by Eunuch Huang Ling. To cultivate this method, one must peel off their skin completely, take a specific medicinal primer to regrow it, and repeat this process seven times to achieve mastery.

Already mastered. Cannot consume lifespan to master.

Ren Qingsheng felt a slight regret. It seemed that each technique could only follow one path of aberration.

But the techniques of this world were countless and strange. Even a lifetime wouldn't be enough to master them all—why cling to the Human Skin Book?

The other technique was the one Song Rong had used to control the beast horde.

Demon Seeding Scripture

[Inscribed on the Heavenly Demon Stele, cultivating this method requires turning blood into demon seeds, and one must consume ten times the normal amount of blood within twenty days to succeed.]

Ren Qing clicked his tongue, meaning that half his blood would have to be drained every day.

Even if the blood-making function could keep up, continuous blood loss would lead to organ failure, even death.

And whether the demon seeds had side effects was another matter entirely.

Ren Qing didn't rush to consume his lifespan.

First of all, using an Eerie Object from the Half-Corpse Realm required a full year of lifespan.

At the very least, he needed to sound out the Forbidden Guard to learn the direction of the Demon Seeding Scripture's aberration. If the cost outweighed the gain, it would be better to give up.

Moreover, through casual conversation with Mu Yi, Ren Qing learned that the Eerie Object wouldn't be brought back to Sanxiang City anytime soon.

After all, if something went wrong in the meantime, it would affect thousands of people.

If Ren Qing wanted to scheme for the Demon Seeding Scripture, he had more than enough time.

He didn't need to risk being discovered by the Forbidden Guard.

Last time in the prison, he could use accidentally eating an Eerie Object as an excuse. But now, the Eerie Object hadn't even fully manifested. If Ren Qing suddenly mastered the Demon Seeding Scripture for no reason, he'd be hard-pressed to explain himself.

Ren Qing asked about news from the north. Mu Yi said that north of Sanxiang City, there were many Forbidden Zones, but he knew little about them in detail.

After about half an hour, Song Zongwu's figure finally appeared on Camel Peak Mountain.

Seeing this, Mu Yi tactfully left.

Song Zongwu's expression was somewhat complicated. He stared at Song Rong's corpse for a long time, then began chanting the Rebirth Mantra.

Ren Qing could tell that while it was meant to release Song Rong's soul, it was more for the hundreds of people who had died because of Song Rong.

Ren Qing felt that the reason Song Rong had so readily given up on life was also because he didn't want to face Song Zongwu.

The two didn't have deep feelings for each other, but they were still father and son, bound by blood. The karmic connection in the unseen world couldn't be escaped.

After Song Zongwu finished the chanting, the moment he opened his eyes, it was as if all impurities had been washed away, gaining an aura of profound mystery.

Ren Qing understood that Song Zongwu's state of mind had made a breakthrough.

And the Asura Method was originally related to Buddhism; state of mind should be closely tied to cultivation.

Song Zongwu wrapped the stone statue in cloth, then spoke: "Let's leave first. There's a mess back at the Camp waiting for you to clean up."

"Huh?"

Ren Qing thought about how he still needed to rely on this man, so he had no choice but to agree.

The two quickly headed toward the Camp.

The road was littered with a large number of beast carcasses. If made into salted meat, they wouldn't have to worry about food for at least half a month.