Cultivation through Skin Making novel Chapter 734

Chapter 734: 258. Quiet Contemplation and Deep Concealment, Uniting Western Netherworld (5.7K words - Seeking Subscription)_2

After the thrill, little Wei’Er’s rosy cheeks faded as she turned her delicate body, presenting her back to Song Yan, then remained silent without saying a word. Though her body was given to Song Yan, she still felt a sense of betrayal in her heart, making it difficult to fully accept Song Yan as her husband.

Little Lingdang, however, chirped away, asking about the situation outside.

"Husband, it’s been so many years, have you found out anything?

He Wuya, the information net of the Sea Slaughter Demon Monarch is really extensive, right? If they haven’t uncovered any news after fifty years of investigation, doesn’t that mean the Celestial Wondrous Sword Palace truly hasn’t come here?

Besides, I heard that the Sword Cultivators from the Celestial Wondrous Sword Palace are quite fond of rules, do we really need to hide this long from them?"

Song Yan slightly frowned, preparing to answer.

Little Lingdang quickly stuck out her tongue and said, "Don’t be angry, husband. I’m just asking casually. As long as I’m with you, I’d be willing to hide not just for fifty years, but five hundred or even five thousand years."

After speaking, she joyfully embraced Song Yan, resting her cheek on his chest, delightfully nuzzling against him.

She truly liked Song Yan very much.

Why?

Even she did not know.

Perhaps it was because she gave her body to this man, her "shadow" was bound to him, she found him pleasing to the eye, or maybe she always longed for a man who loved her wholeheartedly and he just happened to be that man, just that.

She even wanted to do many things with this man, and even thought of protecting him and dying at the most romantic moment, then watching him cry in her arms, seeing only herself in his eyes, and wiping away his tears for him, oh... how happy that would be.

Lovestruck thoughts are always so unique.

Song Yan did not know what the girl lying on him was thinking about in a messy way. Now he slightly raised himself, gave a light smack to little Wei’Er beside him, who twitched in response, yet continued to pretend sleep without responding; Song Yan then raised his hand and stroked Lingdang’s long hair like petting a cat, his deep gaze looking towards the distance.

He didn’t answer little Lingdang because he didn’t know how to respond.

His sight slowly overlapped with "Outer Body Incarnation He Wuya", then fell upon the ruins in front of him.

This was the Cyan Nether Merchant Association.

He remembered the "fifty-year agreement between Hua Xianggu and the Cyan Nether Merchant Association," so he found the pretext of purchasing treasures to come to check the situation at the Cyan Nether Merchant Association, only to find its Western Nether Realm branch annihilated.

In the air lingered an unusual putrid scent, and on the shattered fragmented walls of the Secret Realm, faint small arcs of lightning flickered among the ruins.

Song Yan strode forward, suddenly moving, slightly bending down to see layers of black gas emerging from a cracked sand grain, like strands or threads.

This black gas was very familiar to him, after all, he had felt something similar on Hua Xianggu and Xiao Hanshan.

This is Yin Qi.

Just this single point solved his previous confusion.

Song Yan pondered in his heart: ’It seems that the Cyan Nether Merchant Association indeed has Ghost Cultivators formed by Yin Qi, which is why they can supply so many Yin Qi Crystals.

Meanwhile, Hua Xianggu and Xiao Hanshan are considered strays to them.

There should still be a difference among Ghost Cultivators. Hua Xianggu and Xiao Hanshan, formed naturally by heaven and earth, should be better than those cultivated postnatally.

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