Sludge suction system

Sang Yu gripped Xiao Zha's projection tightly, feeling the gears vibrate in her palm. Suddenly, countless insect lamps lit up in the distant Wusheng Temple, much like the "Blood Jade Banquet" that Tan Ge had prepared for her in her previous life. She tied the silver bell to the handle of the bone knife, and the sound of the bell resonated with the flapping of the wings of the Rebirth Leech, weaving a strange incantation—the antidote melody that her mother had hidden in the bell's core.

“Let’s go, little scum.” She turned and walked towards the misty mountain path, the shattered jade reflecting a rainbow of light in the morning light. “This time, we’ll be the bait. After the curse is lifted, I’ll take you to see the snow in Kunlun Mountain. When the snow particles fall on the blood jade fragments, they will shine like stars.”

Xiao Zha's blue light suddenly turned warm, like a small sun: "Host, actually I..." Before she could finish speaking, the gears disappeared into her sleeve, leaving only the last mechanical voice, "Remember to use the bone knife to cut open the second rib on your left chest, that's the closest to the insect core."

Sang Yu touched her chest, her fingertips brushing against a butterfly-shaped cocoon—a protective barrier Xiao Zha had erected for her using system energy. A mountain wind swirled snowflakes across her cheek, carrying the distant sound of camel bells. She knew that in the blood-jade coffin of the Wusheng Temple, Sang Xuan's worm core awaited, the Temple Master's soul bone trembled, and Qian Wanguan's abacus beads were seeping their last drop of greedy blood.

“It’s here,” she said softly. The broken jade was warm in her palm, reflecting the rock paintings from the mine three hundred years ago. This time, next to the two characters “Xuanli” in the lower right corner of the rock painting, there was an additional character “Yu”, which, together with the patterns on her broken jade, finally formed a complete butterfly.

As the first insect lamp illuminated the stone steps of the Wusheng Temple, Sang Yu heard Xiao Zha chuckle in his mind: "Host, are you ready to show those living dead what the real 'Blood Jade Curse' is?"

She gripped the bone knife tightly, and the silver bells rang crisply—the fluttering of the spirits of the sixteen Sang family aunts. "I've been prepared for a long time," she said, crushing the molted insects on the ground as she walked toward the core of the curse. "This time, I'll let them know that the daughters of the Sang family are never just vessels."

Sang Yu pressed the broken jade into the crevice of the Kunlun Mountains. In the instant the blue light shone brightly, Xiao Zha's holographic map unfolded like a spider web. "Coordinates locked. Wusheng Temple is located in the reverse fault three hundred meters above the snow line." The mechanical voice mixed with the sound of snowflakes hitting the ground. "But host, the walls of that Taoist temple are made of jade corpse bones, and each bone is engraved with a soul-suppressing spell."

Her fingertips traced the wriggling worm-shaped markings on the map, revealing sixteen jade corpses arranged in a ring beneath the main hall—their wrist bells melted into chains, anchoring the entire temple within the cursed spatial rift. "Can you see Sang Xuan?" Sang Yu's bone knife sliced ​​through her palm, dripping black blood onto the map, causing the jade corpses' pupils to turn towards her.

"He's in the 'Insect Breeding Room' on the third basement level. The core of the insect in his left thorax has been reinforced by the Abbot using a soul bone nail." Xiao Zha's blue light suddenly contracted into a probe shape. "Now switching to listening mode—"

The moment the scene shifted, Sang Yu heard Tang Ge's laughter. The voice, mixed with the chirping of insects, seeped from the stone wall, even hoarser than in her previous life: "Sang Yu's blood can condense jade, and Tian Xue'er's Yuan family bloodline can break curses. The combination of the two bloodlines is enough to refine the purest insect gu."

"Indeed clever." The abbot's voice was like the friction of scales. Sang Yu saw that the lotus birthmark on his palm was oozing spiritual liquid. "After the bone-changing ceremony is completed, Sang Xuan's insect core will be yours, Qian Wanguan's yin soul will be mine, and as for that Yuan family orphan..." He raised his hand and waved it towards the stone wall. The chains formed by the swarm of insects suddenly tightened, and the image of Tian Xue'er hanging above the blood jade coffin pierced Sang Yu's pupils—the silver bell on her wrist was engraved with the two characters "Xuan Yu," which was the heirloom of Sang Xuan's mother.

"Wait a minute." Qian Wanguan's abacus suddenly rang out. "Sang Xuan has been touching that piece of broken jade lately. I saw 'uncurse' patterns on it..." Before he could finish speaking, a swarm of insects suddenly rushed into his throat. The sound of the abacus beads rolling down was mixed with the crisp sound of breaking finger bones.

A red light emanated from beneath the abbot's scales: "Sang Xuan thinks he can turn the tables by hiding the broken jade? Don't forget, my 'Soul-Devouring Insect' is still embedded in his insect core." The scene shifts to the insect-breeding room, where Sang Xuan is bound to a totem pole by a swarm of insects, and golden larvae identical to those on the abbot's scales wriggle in the wound on his chest. "Once Sang Yu's blood activates the jade corpse, the resentment of those women will first gnaw away at his mind."

Sang Yu gripped the broken jade tightly, her nails almost digging into her palm. Suddenly, Xiao Zha's probe burrowed into the jade corpse horde, and the same scene was reflected in the pupils of the sixteen corpses: Tan Ge was using a bone knife to cut open Tian Xue'er's wrist, and her blood dripped onto the blood jade in the heart of the jade corpse, causing the swarm of insects to shriek—the purity of the Yuan family bloodline far exceeded that of the Sang family's cursed blood.

“They want to create ‘twin sacrifices’,” Xiao Zha’s voice crackled with static. “Sang Yu’s blood-nourishing jade and Tian Xue’er’s blood-breaking curse, when these two forces clash, can open a spacetime rift in the dragon turtle totem. Host, your shattered jade and her birthmark are the key—”

Before she could finish speaking, the abbot suddenly raised his hand and pressed it against the stone wall. Sang Yu's map instantly distorted, and countless "eyes" composed of leeches opened in the blue light. The cursed runes on the back of her neck burned intensely, and she heard the abbot's sinister laughter: "Sang Yu did indeed send spies. But it doesn't matter..." The swarm of insects suddenly pierced through the holographic projection and pieced together Tan Ge's face in front of Sang Yu, "Our sacrifice has delivered itself to our door."

Xiao Zha's blue light suddenly dimmed, and the probe retreated from the horde of jade corpses: "Host! They're interfering with the system using the Soul-Suppressing Bell! I need three minutes to restart—"

“No need.” Sang Yu tore off the broken jade from her neck, letting it float in front of the “eyes” formed by the swarm of insects. The bloodstains on the surface of the broken jade suddenly glowed, reflecting the secret words that Sang Xuan’s mother had carved into the jade three hundred years ago: Jade Corpse Silver Bell, can shatter insect eyes. She touched the bone knife at her waist, and the insect-shaped runes on the hilt resonated with the silver bell. The wrist bells of the sixteen jade corpses rang out simultaneously, shattering all the insect eyes.

"Little scum, locate Tian Xue'er's position." Sang Yu crushed the insect corpses in the embers, and the broken jade gathered into the shape of the Big Dipper above her head. "Does the Abbot think that my blood can activate the jade corpses? Don't forget, each jade corpse is an aunt of the Sang family, and their bloodline..." The silver bells suddenly all turned in her direction, and the blue light seeping from the bell core wove a protective shield, "They will only recognize the true daughters of the Sang family."

Xiao Zha's blue light rekindled, marking three blood lines on the map: "Sang Xuan's insect core will be devoured by the Soul-Eating Insect in ten minutes. Tian Xue'er is in the 'Blood Jade Cellar' on the east side of the main hall. As for Tan Ge..." The scene cut to the deepest mine, where he was carving a new soul bone nail with fragments of Sang Yu's previous life's blood jade. Strands of her hair were embedded in the gaps between the fragments. "He is refining your 'Rebirth Gu' and wants to turn you into the most obedient jade corpse."

Sang Yu gripped the silver bell tightly, hearing the voices of her sixteen aunts resonate within its core. The earth fire roared beneath her feet, and the curse marks on the back of her neck finally peeled away completely, revealing a pulsating blue light beneath her new skin—the "space-time anchor" that Xiao Zha had injected into her using system energy.

"Notify Tian Xue'er to prepare to break the curse." Sang Yu pressed the broken jade against the jade corpse chains, black blood spreading along the patterns. "I'll go save Father, you're in charge of drawing away the swarm of insects. Once the jade corpses awaken, we'll use their silver bells..." She paused, looking at the jade corpses' pupils gradually turning blue, "to ring the death knell that was left unfinished three hundred years ago."

The gears of the little slag spun in her palm: "Host, your eyes are glowing."

“Because I saw the light.” Sang Yu turned and walked toward the snow line. The light of broken jade and silver bells illuminated the mountain path. “It’s not the light of curses, it’s the light used to burn the insect nests—” She raised her hand and swung her sword, severing the first soul-suppressing chain. The silver bells of the jade corpses made a clear sound like a tsunami. “It is the true light.”

The sound of swarming wings surged from behind, but turned to ashes upon touching the silver bell's light. Sang Yu touched her heart, where the butterfly cocoon was cracking, revealing a tiny fragment hidden inside—a silver bell engraved with the character "Yu," its wick sealed with her mother's unshed tears before her death.