Cultivation through Skin Making novel Chapter 517

Chapter 517: 202. Ancient Secret Cultivation of Three Corpses, Twists and Turns Breaking Realm Emerges (8.5K Words - Large Chapter Subscription Request)_4

Song Yan’s eyes brightened, and he said, "Perhaps when I reach Perfection, I can sever it. I currently consider the seven emotions and six desires to be my true self, and I cannot easily sever them. But if I achieve Perfection, my true self will be free, and I will not need the seven emotions and six desires as crutches. At that time, I can muster all my strength to cut away these evil thoughts!"

Long Muyun pondered for a long time before saying, "If the Secret Realm were not sealed, I could accompany you outside to help you achieve Perfection in your Realm. But now... alas, as you suggested before, let’s try cutting off the Good Corpse first."

Song Yan nodded and began nurturing the Good Corpse.

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...

In the blink of an eye, another decade passed.

Long Muyun looked askance at Song Yan.

Song Yan also looked at her.

"Sister Yun, I actually think you should have your own destiny, and not be tied to the Celestial Venerable. If there are any shackles held by the Celestial Venerable, you might as well tell me now. I swear I will do my utmost to help you break free."

"Little Song, are you going to sever it or not..."

"Please don’t laugh at me, Sister Yun, it’s just that..." Song Yan’s eyes revealed a sincere expression, then he leapt off the lotus platform and took Long Muyun’s hand.

Long Muyun struggled a bit, but Song Yan held on tightly. He then looked at her seriously and said, "If we were still strangers when we first met, now that we have been together in one place for over thirty years, I already understand what kind of person you are. Sister Yun, you are actually a kind person. You shouldn’t be so bound..."

Long Muyun remained silent for a moment. She vaguely remembered, a long time ago, she came alone with a sword to explore the Celestial Venerable Secret Realm, but what happened afterwards was unclear.

But she only remembered fighting fiercely, continuously fighting, leaving numerous sword marks on the walls. Yet, despite this, she still couldn’t carve a bloody path out.

Exhausted, she propped her sword on the ground, and at that moment, her persistent headache peaked.

Pained and despairing, she clutched her head and cried bitterly, but it only attracted creatures from the Netherworld.

Unable to continue fighting, she fled in panic, fighting and retreating, but before escaping the Secret Realm, she lost consciousness.

When she regained consciousness, she found herself sitting behind that bronze door and learned of her mission, as well as the whole truth.

Her headaches were due to a thought from the Master of Heaven and Earth in her mind.

And more complete thoughts of the Master of Heaven and Earth emerged in the stone chamber behind the bronze door.

The Celestial Venerable Secret Realm was a significant opportunity, likely to attract many geniuses to explore. What she had to do... was assess these geniuses and create new avatars for the Master of Heaven and Earth.

Because the Celestial Venerable’s avatar had flaws.

At this moment, Song Yan’s continuous persuasion stirred some fragmented memories in her.

Accompanying this came a burning sensation, a stinging pain.

Long Muyun’s cold and beautiful face was twisted as she shouted sternly, "If you say any more, I’ll kill you!"

Song Yan, who had lived a long time, knew more than well the state of someone who says such words.

She said "kill you" merely because his words indeed created a crack in her Dao heart, one that perhaps would succeed if pressured just a bit more.

His divine soul power was already incredibly strong, advancing further after nurturing the corpse.

Long Muyun was a powerful Divinity Transformation Realm, but evidently... it was precisely because of her strength that she could unintentionally resist.

Such resistance might occur at a very low frequency, fleeting in an instant.

But this opportunity formed precisely because of his repeated persuasion while nurturing the Good Corpse.

If it were someone else, Long Muyun would definitely not let them prattle by her ear, but Song Yan was different.

Long Muyun couldn’t possibly kill him!

Otherwise, why call him "Master, Master," take off her clothes, and unite with him?

Song Yan hadn’t expected to seize this opportunity inadvertently, and now that he had, he didn’t plan to let it go.

He raised his head, against the sword, tears suddenly slid down his cheeks, his lips slightly opened, "Sister Yun, you should do this, and I should die. As a man, I couldn’t protect the woman I love most dearly. Letting you fall to this point, controlled by my past life. Nothing in this world is more painful. Slash down with your sword on my throat! Don’t hesitate anymore! If I die, the Celestial Venerable dies too, this definitely will help unchain you and gain back your freedom! If it is as desired, then... wouldn’t my death be worthwhile?"