Chaos Spirit Field

After Pi Yao was taken away by Master Gui, Zhao Shanhe didn't bother to read the orange-level "Yin Yang He Huan Gong." After all, there wasn't even a woman by his side. Wouldn't reading something like that be uncomfortable for his younger brother? Furthermore, he didn't dare practice the secret manual that hadn't been cultivated in the Chaos Spirit Field.

Time flew by, fleeting like a fleeting moment. The Secret Treasure of Formation he'd planted earlier had now matured, and Zhao Shanhe suddenly felt as if two bonds had been removed from his soul. Perhaps the soul contract between Xiao Hei and Pi Xie had been dissolved, and the final moment was approaching.

Three days later, Master Gui arrived at the cave with a woman who had a pure face but a seductive aura. The woman said, "Greetings, Young Master Zhao. I am Tushan Qingyao, the leader of the Qingqiu clan. I have come to ask for a small favor."

Zhao Shanhe's face was gloomy, and he responded coldly, "If you have something to say, just say it! Help? You're talking better than you can sing! You've imprisoned me for five whole years. This is just a request for help. No need to beat around the bush. What exactly do you want from me?"

Master Gui said, "Zhao boy, it's not as serious as you think."

Zhao Shanhe, uncharacteristically, erupted in a barrage of curses, "Old turtle, is there still any point in pretending to be a good guy? I said today's actions will have tomorrow's consequences. I hope you don't regret it. If it's not serious, as for breaking the soul contract between me and Pi Xie, it's because I'm weak, and I deserve to be bullied by you."

Master Gui suddenly felt like a disaster was about to happen. He regretted that he had meddled in other people's business and brought Zhao Shanhe back to the Demon King City. This kid was not only a disaster, but also an evil star.

Zhao Shanhe followed Tushan Qingyao to a huge tomb with an expression of resignation. He sensed the surrounding aura, smiled strangely, and said, "No wonder the Pixiu went after the armadillo. It turns out it was the Qingqiu clan's doing."

Tushan Qingyao questioned, "Why do you say that, Mr. Zhao?"

Zhao Shanhe quipped, "The alluring aura emanating from this place is truly powerful. It actually caused me to have a physical reaction to a furry beast. What a sin."

Upon hearing this, Tushan Qingyao angrily struck out with a palm, sending Zhao Shanhe flying more than ten feet. She said, "Young Master Zhao, please be more respectful with your words."

Zhao Shanhe got up from the ground, dusted himself off, and said, "Thank you very much. This palm strike really refreshed me. I'll take note of it."

Master Gui thought Zhao Shanhe was crazy, but it was actually reasonable when he thought about it. He said, "Miss Qingyao, if possible, do your best to save Zhao Shanhe's life. From now on, I will no longer owe the Qingqiu clan anything."

Tushan Qingyao watched Master Gui's retreating figure, lost in thought. She didn't quite understand the meaning of his words. Meanwhile, Zhao Shanhe, standing nearby, shouted, interrupting her thoughts. "You hairy beast! If you regret this, then let me go! You're so hesitant and dithering, how can you possibly accomplish anything?"

Tushan Qingyao turned around, looked at Zhao Shanhe with cold eyes, and responded, "I originally planned to spare your life, but now it seems that there is no need. Since you are determined to die, then I will grant you your wish."

After hearing what Tushan Qingyao said, Zhao Shanhe raised the corners of his mouth slightly, sneered, and said, "Great, you're finally done pretending. Since you want to be a bitch, then stop pretending to be a good person. Even if I die here today, I'll be a hero again in eighteen years! The wind whistles and the Yi River is cold, and the hero will never return once he leaves!"

At that moment, a passage suddenly appeared in the massive tomb. Zhao Shanhe followed Tushan Qingyao inside. Upon entering, he was surprised to discover the tomb was decorated with a legendary formation. He couldn't help but exclaim, "It's the legendary Heavenly Demon Life-Borrowing Formation! Just what kind of person is the Qingqiu clan trying to resurrect?"

Tushan Qingyao's lips curled up slightly, revealing a charming smile. She responded, "Young Master Zhao is truly knowledgeable. He actually recognized this formation. If we don't take action now, we won't have another chance."

Zhao Shanhe muttered dejectedly, "I'm just a mere Jindan-stage cultivator. How could I possibly stir up much trouble? Cursing two demon kings to their faces before dying is truly unprecedented. Now that things have come to this, I want to ask you something. Who are you trying to resurrect with my life? At least let me die knowingly."

Tushan Qingyao's expression became extremely solemn, and she replied solemnly, "The one I want to resurrect is my ancestor Daji."

Hearing this name, Zhao Shanhe's heart surged with turbulent waves, as if countless alpacas were galloping through his mind. He had never imagined that the person in the coffin would be so connected to the myths and legends of his past life. With a hint of doubt and uncertainty, he tentatively asked, "Could it be Daji, who, at the behest of Nuwa, seduced King Zhou with her stunning beauty, ultimately bringing about the downfall of the Shang Dynasty?"

Tushan Qingyao looked at Zhao Shanhe in astonishment. She asked in disbelief, "Who are you? How do you know all this?"

At this moment, Zhao Shanhe was about to use the myths he had heard in his previous life to make up an awesome background, but before he could open his mouth, he heard a heart-stirring and enchanting voice coming from the coffin: "Qingyao, this kid doesn't have any special background, but he has some connection with the people in the heavens. Quickly activate the formation!"

As that alluring voice fell, Zhao Shanhe sensed something was amiss. He was about to use his Five Elements Escape Technique to flee when he suddenly found himself suspended by nine chains that emerged from thin air. At that moment, the stone coffin flew beneath him, and a beautiful female corpse flew out. Despite having been dead for many years, her stunning beauty still captivated him.

Seeing that the task was accomplished, Tushan Qingyao quickly left the tomb and closed the passage.

When Zhao Shanhe saw Tushan Qingyao leave, he changed his previous fear and said in a servile manner: "Daji, long time no see, did you miss your master?"

An angry voice rang out from the grave: "How dare you, lowly ant, blaspheme me? I wanted to spare your life for someone else's sake, but now it seems that's no longer necessary."

Zhao Shanhe continued to tease, "Little Daji, you're so naughty. This Heavenly Demon Life-Borrowing Formation can't revive you. This master will take you to a good place."

Daji felt that she was being pulled into a mysterious space by an invisible force, and her soul was trapped in the corpse and could not get out. She shouted loudly but no one responded. She couldn't help but feel regretful. How could someone who could have entanglements with so many reincarnations of powerful people be an ordinary person?