Cultivation through Skin Making novel Chapter 519

Chapter 519: 203. Cultivating the Divine in the Mortal World to Break Realm Again, Body, Divine, and Soul Merge as Secret Texts Emerge (8.3K Words - Major Chapter Seeking Subscription)

Within the Formless Ancient Country, in the Yao Kingdom, Jinyu Capital...

An estate...

The plaque reading "Jinyu Wang Family" hung over the door, with majestic stone lions guarding it. The vigilant guardians stood tall and proud, and beyond the shadow wall and the reception room lay an exceptionally grand incense hall.

On either side of the incense hall were couplets. The first line read "A house of gold and jade inherits ancestral virtue," and the second line read "Clad in imperial glory, looking up to divine grace."

Inside the incense hall, on a vermilion shrine, stood a divine statue carved in beautiful jade. The deity held a sword in one hand and a banner in the other, surrounded by purple lightning, standing on a giant black-and-white dragon — truly exuding boundless might and majesty.

The Wang family’s grandmother was gleefully leaning on her cane, watching a young boy bowing and burning incense in front of the statue, sincerely performing a three-kowtow ceremony.

Beside her, Song Yan — or the Wang family’s fourth uncle — stood with a graceful woman. With a harmonious smile, they watched the boy intently.

After the boy finished the ritual, Song Yan limped forward, supporting himself with his cane, to place a crown on the young man’s head. He then nodded and said, "Xiao Bin, you display some of the spirit of the Wang family’s sons!"

The boy addressed as Xiao Bin bowed in return, respectfully saying, "Thank you, Fourth Uncle," and then turning to call out one by one to those around him: "Grandmother, Mother, First Aunt, Second Aunt..."

Following this, he bowed deeply, his eyes burning like a fierce fire, and declared, "After today, Xiao Bin will certainly bring honor to the Wang Family and never disgrace its name!"

Everyone nodded with smiles. 𝑓𝑟𝑒𝘦𝓌𝑒𝑏𝑛𝑜𝘷𝑒𝘭.𝒸𝘰𝑚

...

The coming-of-age ceremony of the Wang family’s young master took the whole day.

And as night fell...

Song Yan returned to his room and closed the door.

The spring breeze blew open the oiled paper window, and the peach blossoms outside were in full bloom.

He let out a long breath.

He had left the Celestial Venerable Secret Realm two years ago.

Back then, when the Celestial Venerable Secret Realm was destroyed by the Netherworld’s Qi, the cataclysm was unfathomable; surviving it was a narrow escape from death.

The Netherworld ghost worm, that would relentlessly pursue any discovered life like the soul-reaping Impermanence, darting about the space. Its flesh and blood strength seemed even to surpass that of ordinary Netherworld Corpse Demons.

It couldn’t be beaten to death, and once it found a gap, the Netherworld ghost worm would desperately burrow into a person’s flesh.

If it were only the Netherworld ghost worm, he could handle it.

But his luck was not so good, or perhaps...it was because he took that "Mirage Mist Toad Chanting Three-legged Scripture" and became entangled with Meng Po’s toad.

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