Changsheng: My experience in patrolling the liver

Chapter 643 The Fourth Divine Rank! (Two Chapters Combined)

"Come on, you saw Emperor Wu a lot when you were young, didn't you?" Hu Zhong, who was closer to Song Yiyan, couldn't help but tease.

Then he glanced at Gu Qingfeng, who was still focused on his cultivation with his eyes closed, and a hint of amusement appeared on his face.

"The young man is indeed handsome, but I suddenly feel that the young girl's desire to follow in Emperor Wu's footsteps is not sincere."

"I don't know if we're following in the footsteps of Emperor Wu or someone else."

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Teasing by Hu Zhong like this, Song Yiyan blinked twice expressionlessly, her beautiful cheeks gradually turning red, then bright red.

"Senior, please don't make fun of me." Song Yiyan's voice carried a hint of inexplicable guilt.

"Alright, this is none of my business. You should explain it to your mother." Hu Zhong shrugged and laughed.

No sooner had he finished speaking than a figure streaked across the sky, none other than Song Yiyan's master mother.

When Lan Jin arrived, her eyes immediately fell on her youngest daughter, Song Yiyan. Only after confirming that her daughter was safe and sound did she relax her brows.

"Yiyan, I've heard about what happened to you. Come back with me." Lan Jin lowered himself and spoke sternly to Song Yiyan.

The main concern was the danger she was facing, which made her quite worried, and her tone became somewhat harsh.

Otherwise, if Song Yiyan were to go out and play normally, she wouldn't be confined or restricted.

"Mother, I'm still in the Nine Provinces Martial Arts Tournament. Next, I need to go to Maple City to continue advancing." Song Yiyan shrank her neck and muttered softly.

It was clear that she still held her mother in some awe, especially when Lan Jin was unsmiling; she knew very well that her mother was truly angry.

"How dare you bring this up? Your mother arranged for you to go to the capital, but you ran away and came here instead. Tell me, why?" Lan Jin said, raising her eyebrows.

"Mother, I want to follow in the footsteps of Emperor Wu and fight my way to Tianwu City to see His Majesty." Song Yiyan had no choice but to repeat this explanation again.

"Mother, what I did was very meaningful."

“It makes sense.” Lan Jin stopped herself in time. She was about to lose her temper and almost lost control, but fortunately, Cui Wang and Hu Zhong were there to keep her from acting like a江湖气 (jianghu person, meaning a person with a strong sense of chivalry or江湖义气). She then started to speak wittily.

"Alright, alright, you've caused all this trouble because of this kid." Lan Jin coughed lightly, her gaze falling on Gu Qingfeng, who was sitting cross-legged with his eyes closed.

The young man was handsome and looked quite wealthy; I wondered whose son he was.

Of course, no matter whose family it is, her daughter from the Song family is worthy of it.

Lan Jin didn't have the rigidity and stubbornness of traditional aristocratic families; she was relatively open-minded about her daughter's love life.

After all, her relationship with Song Ping'an was the result of a free love affair.

As long as her daughter is truly in love with him and the man is of good character, she won't interfere too much.

"Mother, it's really not true." The blush that had just faded from Song Yiyan's face returned.

"Hmph." Lan Jin snorted lightly. This time, she did not insist on taking her daughter away. Instead, she bowed to the tomb of the Green King Hu not far away.

The Song residence is located in the main city of Cuibai, and the group of people there are all old acquaintances.

"What just happened here?"

The Jade King personally explained a few words to him, clarifying that it was evil thoughts and malevolent spirits that were causing the trouble.

This is also something that King Yun and even Emperor Wu attach great importance to.

"When the royal family comes, they will inevitably have to question Yiyan," the King of Cui concluded.

"Of course, since it concerns His Majesty, we will naturally do our utmost to cooperate," Lan Jin nodded.

King Cui then looked at Song Yiyan and said, "Since Yiyan wants to start her trial on Cuibai Road, why don't I tell you that you and this kid can come directly to my main city for a martial arts competition?"

"I appreciate Your Majesty's kindness, but I don't want to abandon what I've done halfway," Song Yiyan politely declined.

If she has gained leverage, then her previous trip from the capital to here will have been largely meaningless.

Upon hearing this, the Jade King no longer insisted.

To him, it was just a small matter.

For Song Yiyan, the Nine Provinces Martial Arts Tournament was merely a test and refinement of her cultivation results. Apart from that, whether or not she met the Martial Emperor was not that important.

After all, for outsiders, it's not unusual for her to see the legendary figure, the Supreme Emperor, who is rarely seen, at least once a year, or even several times a year.

Naturally, it doesn't matter where Song Yiyan started learning martial arts.

"Who is this kid?" Lan Jin brought the question back to Gu Qingfeng and asked Song Yiyan.

"Mother, you've really misunderstood. I've only known him for a few days, how would I know?" Song Yiyan said in a distressed voice.

"Alright, I can leave other matters alone for now, but before you cross the line, you and he absolutely must not do anything that crosses the line, understand?" Lan Jin pulled Song Yiyan aside and gave her a private telepathic instruction.

This made Song Yiyan both ashamed and angry.

My mother is always so straightforward; she can blurt out anything embarrassing without batting an eye.

In the end, Lan Jin's arrival was just to say a few words, learn about the situation, and then leave alone.

There are still many things in the Song family that require her attention, so she is not exactly idle on weekdays.

Afterwards, King Cui returned to the main city, leaving only Hu Zhong to help look after Gu Qingfeng, who had not yet finished his cultivation.

During this time, people from Fengcheng came to investigate the matter. After all, so many people had died, and it happened during the Hundred Villages Martial Arts Tournament, so the city had already been alarmed.

Now that the Star-Devouring Dragon's divine sense has been destroyed, Hu Zhong only asked them to distribute food and money to appease the villages.

As for the culprit, he pointed to the mangled corpse of the middle-aged villager and said that the culprit had been dealt with and that the matter was over. He did not make a fuss about the Devouring Star Dragon's divine sense.

A few days later, Gu Qingfeng completely refined the soul power and flesh energy, and as the Green King had said, his strength greatly improved.

His innate cultivation was completely perfected, but he was stuck at the bottleneck of becoming a Grandmaster.

His greatest gain was that his soul and physical strength underwent an unprecedented transformation and enhancement.

This is even more valuable to him than Qi Refining cultivation.

After all, the soul is difficult to cultivate, and the human body has its limits, unable to withstand excessive flesh and blood power, and cannot compare with the demon bodies of many demon races.

After all, not everyone is like Song Changming, possessing unique physical characteristics and the heritage of the Witch Clan.

For other martial artists, following the established path of cultivation yields minimal improvement in their spirit and physical body, and the ultimate strength they may reach in their lifetime is likely not very high.

Therefore, the qualitative change in the strength of his soul and body is what Gu Qingfeng is most pleased with, and he would not trade it even for breaking through to the Grandmaster realm.

"Thank you, senior, thank you, Miss Song." Gu Qingfeng stood up and once again expressed his sincere gratitude to the two who had been watching over him.

As for Lan Jin, who had visited before, he missed him and was unaware of his presence.

"It's nothing, it's nothing." Song Yiyan coughed lightly and glanced away.

For some reason, after a misunderstanding with her mother and Prince Hu Zhong, she felt somewhat uncomfortable when facing Gu Qingfeng again.

They had gotten along quite well before, but now something inexplicably awkward had arisen. Seeing that everything was alright, Hu Zhong didn't linger and headed home.

This incident will inevitably require a thorough investigation.

As the saying goes, if you find a cockroach in your home, it means there's nowhere left for it to hide.

Who knows how many divine thoughts the Star-Devouring Dragon released back then? Could these divine thoughts also replicate and multiply in the outside world?
In short, the task of tracking down clues is essential, and given the enormous threat posed by the Star-Devouring Dragon, the task force must consist of at least a master-level human expert.

As the parties involved in encountering the Star-Devouring Dragon's divine sense, Gu Qingfeng and Song Yiyan were inevitably subjected to a barrage of questions, ensuring that no detail about the Star-Devouring Dragon's divine sense was overlooked.

Southern part of Yunzhou.

Several martial arts masters flew past, and at the same time, powerful senses landed on the ground, scanning it repeatedly.

Only after these martial arts masters had completely disappeared did a few red-eyed rabbits prick up their ears and cautiously emerge from a hilltop, staring with lingering fear in the direction the martial arts masters had gone.

Before they could even breathe a sigh of relief, tendrils suddenly emerged from the soil within the earthen slope.

The rabbit demon was incredibly clever by nature and managed to evade the scrutiny of those grandmaster-level experts, but at this moment, it could not escape the attacks of these fleshy tentacles.

With a single twist of its flesh, the rabbit demon could no longer struggle and couldn't even kick its legs.

Immediately afterwards, a large section of the earthen slope collapsed, and a ferocious maw emerged from it, swallowing the rabbit demons whole in one gulp.

Then, this giant mouth transformed from a large worm into a human form.

If Song Changming were present, he would definitely recognize that this guy was actually the escaped member of the White-haired Insect Clan, Insect Two.

At this moment, all six eyes of Insect Two were gleaming with an incomparably deep, eerie light.

A wisp of peculiar, eerie energy emanated from it, which was the cosmic energy that the Star-Devouring Dragon had inhaled and exhaled.

Needless to say, the current Insect Two is no longer the same as before. It is now one of the bodies possessed by the Star Devouring Dragon's divine will, and has lost its self.

After swallowing the rabbit demon, it licked its tongue twice, its eyes turning cold.

With the strength of his physical body, he could naturally withstand more soul power and flesh energy, making it easy for him to deal with those few human grandmasters.

However, it was wary of Song Changming, so no matter how much it coveted the flesh and soul power of this human master, it dared not make a move or reveal its whereabouts.

After all, every time one of its divine senses is destroyed, there is one less left.

These hidden divine thoughts are his only hope of breaking the seal.

Once these infiltrated divine thoughts are completely eliminated, as long as Song Changming is still alive, there will be no possibility of breaking the seal.

Moreover, compared to other possessing divine thoughts, this white caterpillar's high-quality physical body is extremely rare.

Its most reluctant part to risk was its physical body, so it was always hidden deep underground, used only to receive soul power and flesh energy transmitted from other gods, serving as a base station.

Now, sensing that another divine thought had been scattered, it immediately felt quite displeased.

It produced many tiny white insects from its hands.

"Tell the other divine senses to be careful and lie low during this period, and not to act so recklessly again, lest they be found by the human race again."

The little white worm, carrying its information, quickly merged into the ground and scattered in all directions.

Insect Two glanced one last time in the direction of Maple City, then silently burrowed back underground.

As for the large hole that it had torn open on the slope, it was filled back in with the churned soil, leaving no trace.

A year has passed in the blink of an eye.

Frost Province, the far north.

Yuan Sanxing, amidst the frozen landscape, exuded a chilling aura that blended perfectly with the surroundings.

As his feet touched the ice, the extreme cold seemed to surge forth like insects and snakes, constantly coiling and clinging to Yuan San's feet and legs, attempting to completely freeze him and turn him into an ice sculpture.

There are many ice sculptures like these here, all of which are monsters that accidentally wandered into this far north, and some of them are even transformed from humans who came to explore.

This is a forbidden zone for life. Without profound Taoist cultivation and self-protection, venturing here rashly is tantamount to suicide.

Yuan San gradually arrived in front of an ice sculpture.

The ice sculpture resembles its master, the current ruler of the Nine Provinces, Emperor Wu, Song Changming!
Song Changming sat cross-legged, his eyes closed, his expression calm, and his breathing normal, completely undisturbed by his frozen state.

Song Changming has been in this state for the past year.

Now, a year has passed, and Song Changming has not changed at all.

Genzo looked again at the thick fog not far away.

This thick fog seemed to be the end of the world, separating heaven and earth. Any creature that dared to venture into the fog rarely returned.

Yuan San stood there quietly, staring blankly at the thick fog, his mind unconsciously filled with many past memories.

These memories are so distant, like old films that have been sealed away for a long time, emerging intermittently.

None of these fragments of memory are complete, and they include various aspects of the former witch clan.

The loss of his memory is an irreversible consequence of being sealed away for too long.

Although he is an immortal and primordial Yin spirit, it does not mean that he is immune to injury or damage.

“This fog feels so familiar,” Yuan San murmured.

Just then, Song Changming, who had been sitting cross-legged and frozen, suddenly stirred.

The surge of soul power emanated through the ice, causing a buzzing sound in the surroundings.

Even Yuan San was affected by this fluctuation of soul power, his soul tossed and turned, making it difficult to stabilize.

Seeing this, Yuan San had no choice but to retreat a little further.

At one point, the ice melted and cracked, turning into steam that rose from Song Changming's body.

dong dong dong.
Song Changming's heartbeat remained steady and powerful, like a thunderous drumbeat.

In the Nether Sea, beneath his sorcerer's soul, the fourth divine rank had already emerged as a phantom.

Moreover, the divine-level phantom is rapidly solidifying!
After an unknown amount of time, when the time was right, the little soul suddenly lifted its foot, but its tiny foot seemed to encounter endless resistance, making even lifting it incredibly difficult.

Song Changming felt that the enormous soul power he had accumulated in the past was being rapidly consumed at this moment, all so that the little soul figure could move at this critical juncture.

"Truly, each step leads to a new level!"

Song Changming sensed the hardship involved and secretly exerted his strength, already clenching his teeth.

The little figure's feet moved slowly, and finally he managed to lift himself up.

Then, he stomped hard on the solidified fourth divine step!

(End of this chapter)