This Demon Is Named... Corpse Demon White Bone Spirit
Time passed slowly.
The number of people outside the entrance to the Land of Buried Bones gradually decreased.
Those dungeon raiders who were originally waiting to watch the excitement either entered the dungeon or went to other dungeons in groups, leaving only a few scattered people guarding the railing.
The burly man with a thick beard dozed off against a stone tablet, while the hooded young man stayed put, leaning against the railing flipping through an electronic manual, occasionally glancing up in Su Mu's direction.
The night was deep, and grayish-white mist slowly seeped out from the depths of the Land of Buried Bones, condensing into a thin layer of frost outside the entrance.
In the distance, towards the city wall, the light of runes meandered like a long dragon, gleaming with a cold, eerie blue glow in the night.
11:59.
Su Mu opened his eyes.
He didn't look at the time; some perception deep within his Soul Space told him that a new day had begun.
The feeling was subtle, like an invisible door in the Soul Space being pushed open a crack, letting in a warm breeze.
He sat up straight, closed his eyes, and let his consciousness sink into the depths of his soul.
Meditation.
This time, instead of cautiously probing as before, he directly released the traction.
Those points of light in the Soul Space...
No, those points of light are no longer scattered stars, but have converged into a river.
A warm and bright river composed of Soul Power surged from the deepest part of his Soul Space, continuously flowing into his Soul Power pool.
[Soul Power +50]
[Soul Power +50]
[Soul Power +50]
[Soul Power +50]
[Soul Power +10]
Five tips, all presented in one go.
It all took no more than a minute.
Su Mu opened his eyes; his Soul Power pool was already full.
Two hundred and ten points, not a bit more, not a bit less.
He stared at the "210/210" on the panel for a few seconds, and the last bit of uncertainty in his heart dissipated.
Daily meditation can instantly restore your Soul Power to full, and it only takes one minute.
What takes other dungeon raiders hours or even a whole day to recover their Soul Power, he only needs a minute.
This is what "cheating" means.
Su Mu did not dwell on this thought for long.
He immediately immersed his consciousness into the Dungeon Space and began to get down to business.
First, embed the Corpse King Card.
He took out the E-grade card that glowed with a ghostly green light, and with a thought, the card transformed into a stream of light and shot into the Dungeon Space, landing precisely on the newly formed mountain on the left side of Flower-Fruit Mountain.
Embedding cost: 30 Soul Power. Soul Power Pool reduced from 210 to 180.
The Corpse King appeared on the mountaintop.
The five-meter-tall skeletal giant, with eerie green flames burning between its bones, looked almost exactly like the Corpse King in the dungeon.
After landing, it stood there blankly for a while, then lowered its head and remained motionless like a statue.
Su Mu glanced at the panel.
Nothing has changed.
Grade E, Grade 1, attributes remain unchanged.
He wasn't surprised.
The same thing happened when Little Drill Wind was first embedded in Lion Camel Ridge. The key lies in the naming.
Su Mu focused his Soul Power, his gaze falling on the new mountain, and said in a deep voice, "This mountain is called White Tiger Ridge."
[Soul Power -10]
At the foot of the mountain, a bluish-gray stone tablet slowly rose up, with three large characters on it gleaming with a dim light.
However, the appearance of the Corpse King larva remained unchanged.
Su Mu frowned.
He recalled Little Drill Wind's actions back then... naming the mountain first, then naming the little demon.
The mountain's name is the background; the demon's name is the anchor.
He looked at the five-meter-tall skeletal giant on the mountaintop.
This thing is completely different from the White Bone Spirit in the original story.
The skeletal giant, with Soul Flames burning in its bone crevices, looks like a grunt that ran out of some undead dungeon.
What is the White Bone Spirit?
It is a Corpse Demon that was cultivated by absorbing the resentment of heaven and earth from a skeleton on White Tiger Ridge. It is a demon king who can transform three times and tease Tang Sanzang.
But right now, this is the only card he has.
Su Mu took a deep breath and said in a deep voice, "This demon is called... Corpse Demon White Bone Spirit."
[Soul Power -10]
The moment the words left his mouth, the skeletal giant shuddered.
The eerie green Soul Flame suddenly surged upwards, churning violently within its skull.
The design on the card began to change, gradually solidifying from a blurry skeletal giant into a more concrete outline.
Su Mu looked at the control panel.
[Name: Corpse Demon White Bone Spirit]
[Rank: D]
[Level: 1]
[Blood: 8000/8000]
[Attack: 550]
[Defense: 280]
[Agility: 480]
[Combat Index: 5350]
[Skills: Bone Claw Rend (Deals 1.8x damage to a single target, 10-second cooldown), Command of the Dead (Increases the attack power of nearby skeletal creatures by 10%, range 20 meters), Bone Reassembly (When health is below 30%, absorbs surrounding skeletons to restore 15% health, 60-second cooldown)]
[Note: A skeleton on White Tiger Ridge that grew by absorbing resentment. Its current form doesn't quite fit the concept of the "White Bone Spirit," limiting its growth potential.]
Grade D.
Just like the original Little Drill Wind, it was upgraded by one level after being named.
But Su Mu's brows remained furrowed as he looked at the panel.
D-rank attributes would be considered quite good for an ordinary dungeon raider, but it's far from enough for him.
Moreover, the notes clearly state... "Low compatibility, limited growth."
The problem lies in the image.
The Corpse Demon White Bone Spirit before them was still a five-meter-tall skeletal giant.
A ghostly green Soul Flame burned within the cracks in the bones, prayer beads hung from the arms, and traces of bone wings remained on the back.
This thing would fit perfectly into a dungeon for the undead, but in Journey to the Journey to the West, it's far from the "beautiful and ever-changing" Lady White Bone.
Su Mu closed his eyes and recalled the description of the White Bone Spirit in the original "Journey to the West" in his mind.
The demon first transformed into a beautiful woman with delicate features, her eyebrows and eyes were exquisite, her teeth were white and her lips were red. She carried a blue clay pot in her left hand and a green porcelain bottle in her right hand, and headed straight for Tang Sanzang from west to east.
Then she transforms into an octogenarian woman...
Finally, he transformed into an old man with white hair...
He transformed three times, and each time Sun Wukong saw through his disguise at a glance.
But neither Tang Sanzang Zhu Bajie could see through it, nor could Sha Wujing.
The White Bone Spirit's terror lies not in her fighting prowess, but in her ability to "change" and "disguise."
Su Mu opened his eyes and looked at the skeletal giant.
"It's too ugly," he muttered to himself.
He started to work.
Soul Power flowed from his fingertips, drifting towards the White Bone Spirit's body like tiny ribbons of light.
The first step is to compress the size. A five-meter-tall skeletal giant is too enormous; the White Bone Spirit's true form should be a humanoid skeleton, not a giant beast.
The Soul Power seeped into every bone, compressing and reshaping the pillar-thick skeleton inch by inch.