Yinshan Record

Chapter 782 Life and Death Changes, the Art of Execution
The sword intent of creation, like a probe, pierced through the outermost layer of the cocoon.

Even though the Nine Deaths Elixir was his own, Su Che still had to reassess the various changes that had occurred in Lü Zheng.

All the muscles and bones were wrapped in a layer of strange threads, constantly reorganizing according to a mysterious principle.

The dantian is full, the meridians are all open, and the dantian is full...

Once Lü Zheng is reborn, he will likely be only a hair's breadth away from reaching the Divine Realm.

Such a level of cultivation advancement is truly unbelievable, but it was achieved at the cost of one's own life.

The primordial energy located in the Niwan point has been mostly gone. If a skilled fortune teller were here, he would be able to calculate that Lü Zheng only has three years left to live.

They are young and full of life, yet their time is drawing near.

Su Che withdrew the Creation Sword Intent.

We must continue to observe; the power contained within this Nine-Turn Spirit Pill does not originate from one's own Dao foundation.

The martial arts and Confucian techniques of Bailudong were not within his scope of knowledge; at most, they were only used as a reference.

The changes in Lü Zheng are clearly in line with the martial arts of the Wu Ru lineage.

Could it be that this change occurred because I used Ruomu's power when I was making this elixir?
We still need to continue researching this.

"Senior Sister Wanying, the master is resting. Please wait a moment."

Sun Cheng's voice rang out from outside. Su Che waved his sleeve, and the bronze gate of Lingyu Palace opened wide.

"Wanying greets Elder Yang."

The woman was wearing an apricot-yellow long dress, which gave her a fresh and gentle appearance.

"what's up?"

Su Che's voice came from inside the hall.

"The chief painter and his master invite the elder to the Pure Abode Building."

Jingju Tower is the sleeping quarters of the Bone Painter.

"understood."

Su Che gave a casual reply.

I've been making quite a few moves these past few days, but Hua Gu hasn't reacted at all, as if I'm not even a nobody in the Changsheng Sect.

Perhaps the best strategy for Huagu is to remain calm and composed.

However, his current focus is on clarifying the Changsheng Sect's structure. Now that Hua Ziliu has confirmed the situation of the Central Plains forces' contact with the Changsheng Sect, Hua Gu and Jin Yunu are no longer important.

It's best if we all keep to ourselves and don't interfere with each other.

"Elder, it would be best if you went. My master instructed me that this matter concerns the instructions of Patriarch Ma Yi..."

Mai? Isn't he in seclusion? What orders could he possibly have?

Su Che suddenly remembered that the Demon Lord in hemp clothing had once instructed Hua Gu to personally whip Jin Yunu a hundred times, and that he should watch the execution from the sidelines.

Later, as things got busier, Su Che gradually calmed down and forgot about the incident.

Could it be that Wanying called me over just for this?
It's just a small matter.

After thinking for a moment, Su Che walked out of the palace gate.

"Let's go."

Perhaps these two finally couldn't sit still any longer.

As Wanying watched this person finally emerge from Lingyu Palace, she hurriedly stepped forward to pay her respects.

She was rambling on about a bunch of random things, and Su Che only listened briefly before letting her lead the way.

The Pure Abode of Huagu is located deep within the mountain gate, with only a secluded path winding through layers of forests. The Changsheng Sect's mountain gate is not particularly bleak or stormy; one can simply enjoy the mountain scenery, which is not much different from the Yuyang Mountain that Su Che had seen before.

Before long, they arrived at the Jingju Building.

A three-story building, hidden by lush trees, without even a courtyard, was truly unbecoming of the top leader of the Eight Bone Painting Sect.

When she was about three hundred steps away from the small building, Wanying stopped.

"Elder, you will have to leave on your own from here on out."

"Ok?"

Su Che looked at Wan Ying, who had a smile on her face. "These are the rules. No one is allowed to approach the area within a hundred paces of the Jingju Building."

"Oh, then I can't either?"

"Wanying can't speak, so the elder was specially invited by the chief painter..."

Su Che had no interest in listening to her continue rambling and simply strode forward.

The small building was very simple, and a special medicinal fragrance permeated the surroundings.

At the outermost edge of the small building are two bronze cranes, each as tall as a person, with wisps of blue smoke emanating from them.

"Junior brother is quite prudent."

The door was wide open, and Jin Yunu said with a smile. She was wrapped in a blanket, and her plump flesh trembled along the blanket, but she didn't care at all. She proudly stretched out an arm, gesturing for Su Che to come in.

"Sigh, why take it so seriously, Senior Sister? I happen to be refining a batch of pills. Why don't we pretend we've already fought? Senior Sister will be spared this suffering, and I won't waste my time."

Su Che stepped into the building. There was no one else inside. Hua Gu was already sitting in the flower hall. Beside her was a jade plate with a long, glossy black whip coiled on it.

"Rules are rules. Once the teacher has given instructions, you can't just get away with it by lying."

Hua Gu's voice was clear and cold, revealing her composed character.

"What my senior sister said makes sense."

Su Che didn't stand on ceremony with them and simply found a chair and sat down.

"Take off."

Hua Gu said in a low voice, drew his long black whip, and stood up abruptly.

Jin Yunu shuddered, and the magnificent carpet fell to the ground. She was only wearing a small undergarment underneath, and she stood there smiling.

"Bad maid."

Hua Gu swung the long whip in a wide arc and lashed it directly at Jin Yunu's fair back, leaving a bloody welt.

Good heavens! Su Che had been keeping an eye on Jin Yunu with his clone, and only now did he get a good look at the long whip. It was actually made of dragon scales. No wonder it was so powerful that it could draw blood from a Void Step expert.

Jin Yunu didn't use her magic to protect herself; she simply shouted loudly.

"Well played."

"You dare to talk back?"

Hua Gu lashed out with his whip again.

"This is all retribution for your talkativeness."

"Ah, sister, be gentle..."

With that lash, Jin Yunu knelt down, her body twisting and turning like a cat.

"You still dare to say more?"

Another hard blow.

"What a lowly servant girl, all she remembers is pain!"

Su Che could no longer sit still.

What kind of game are Hua Gu and Jin Yunu playing?
You two can play behind closed doors, but you called me over so the three of you could go together?

Go take a break.

"Oh dear, I suddenly remembered that there is something important I haven't done yet. You can continue with the painting, I still have some medicinal herbs boiling on the stove."

"Junior Brother Yang, you just watch, or your senior sister will hit you again."

Su Che, acting like a true gentleman, covered his face.

All that remained were Jin Yunu's screams and gasps, and Hua Gu's curses.

No wonder no one is allowed to enter this place. If someone heard this, wouldn't they be silenced?

One hundred lashes, Hua Gu cursed incessantly, pausing for two or three breaths after each lash, leaving Jin Yunu drenched in sweat, as if he had been struck by lightning.

Finally, Hua Gu stopped and had Jin Yunu put the blanket back on the ground.

(End of this chapter)