945: Chapter 938: The Black Gas Mutates Again 945: Chapter 938: The Black Gas Mutates Again Upon hearing Xia Zining’s words, Ye Chenfeng simply smiled.
Ever since his soul had transversed to this era, it had been external pressures forcing him to grow, leaving him almost no time to catch his breath.
Once he stopped moving forward, it was very likely that Ye Chenfeng himself might become a lost soul in someone else’s hands, and the Yes might be destroyed.
After taking a deep breath, Ye Chenfeng unfolded the second parchment paper from Yang Feipeng’s corpse.
It read: If you’ve reached here, that means you’ve penetrated the mysteries of the Ghost King Thirteen Needles.
Within the pattern of the Ghost King Thirteen Needles lies a layout of internal mechanisms of our Ghost King Sect, without which even those proficient in mechanisms could step into our sect and perhaps find their way out alive, but they would definitely not be able to locate this great hall.
In addition to containing a layout of mechanisms, the pattern of the Ghost King Thirteen Needles is sealed with a bizarre mass of black Qi, which the ancestors of our Ghost King Sect obtained accidentally.
After years of study, we have only unraveled some clues.
It seems that the black Qi can assist the Ghost King Thirteen Needles to function better, and it emits a chilling aura of Evil Qi.
We discovered it likes to absorb the essence and blood of the human body.
However, hidden within the black Qi should be a vast energy; therefore, we of the Ghost King Sect have preserved this black Qi, hoping that someone in the future could thoroughly research it.
Of course, when the ancestors of the Ghost King Sect obtained this black Qi, they also acquired a tome called the “Complete Tome of Formations.” Many of the arrangements within our sect are based on this tome.
Also, our Ghost King Sect possesses a special movement skill called the “Netherworld Ghost Steps.” Perfecting the Netherworld Ghost Steps could significantly increase your combat capabilities.
In a corner behind the great hall, there are three jars of essence blood stored there.
I have preserved these specially for the black Qi using very particular methods, thus even after a thousand years, the essence blood in the jars will not evaporate or spoil.
Beside the three jars are two wooden boxes.
The first box contains the Complete Tome of Formations, and the second contains the Netherworld Ghost Steps.
Make good use of the wealth left behind by the Ghost King Sect, and avenge our disciples as soon as possible.
I, Yang Feipeng, am grateful beyond words.
…
After reading the content on the second parchment paper, Ye Chenfeng was silent for a moment before deeply bowing to the corpse of Yang Feipeng in front of him, saying, “Senior Yang, if I, Ye Chenfeng, have the capability in the future, I will definitely fulfill all these last wishes of yours.”
Having bowed to Yang Feipeng’s corpse, Ye Chenfeng took Xia Zining’s hand and walked to the corner at the back of the hall, where as Yang Feipeng had stated in the second parchment, there truly were three water jars about one meter high, each sealed with a special material.
Ye Chenfeng, recalling the scene where the black Qi had absorbed essence blood, thought that since there were three jars of essence blood here, it would be a waste not to use them.
He said to Xia Zining, “Zining, step back a bit.”
After Xia Zining had stepped back seven or eight paces, Ye Chenfeng broke open the material sealing the three water jars, and immediately a strong stench of blood wafted out from the jars.
Xia Zining, smelling the blood from a distance, couldn’t help but frown.
As the intense smell of blood drifted from the jars, the black Qi in Ye Chenfeng’s Dantian seemed to sense something.
It churned excitedly inside his Dantian, and after a moment’s eagerness, it burst forth from Ye Chenfeng’s Dantian and seeped out through the pores of his skin.
In no time, the black Qi was completely floating in front of Ye Chenfeng.
Without any hesitation, it flew toward the first jar and penetrated the full jar of essence blood.
Upon the black Qi entering the first jar, large bubbles began to form with “gurgling” sounds.
The essence blood in the jar visibly decreased, and about five minutes later, not a single drop of essence blood remained in the first jar.
The black gas did not linger at all.
It immediately infiltrated the second vat of essence blood.
After absorbing all the blood in the second vat, it swiftly moved to the third vat.
After absorbing all the blood from the third vat, significant changes occurred within the black gas.
Previously, after absorbing a large amount of essence blood, only a hint of red appeared amidst the rich black color of the gas.
This time, after absorbing three vats of essence blood, the black gas slowly transformed into a dark reddish hue.
The black gas floated above the three empty tubs for a moment before it seemed to detect no more essence blood.
Without any hesitation, it flew towards Ye Chenfeng, collided with him, and directly seeped into his body, returning to the Dantian inside Ye Chenfeng.
By the time the black gas returned to Ye Chenfeng’s Dantian, Ye Chenfeng hadn’t had the chance to check on the transformed black gas.
Suddenly, his face drastically changed, his pupils dilated immensely as he felt waves of evil Qi continuously emanating from his Dantian, filling his body with an uncontrollable sensation.
Ye Chenfeng had not anticipated this turn of events; he gritted his teeth tightly, veins bulging on his forehead, his hands clenched into fists.
Due to the excessive force, the tips of his fingers had sunk deep into the palms of his hands, fresh blood continuously trickled down from his palms.
The evil Qi emitted by the black gas in his Dantian grew denser.
Despite Ye Chenfeng’s strong willpower, he felt on the verge of collapse, his body trembling uncontrollably.
Xia Zining, standing behind Ye Chenfeng, couldn’t see his tormented expression, but she noticed something was wrong when she saw his body shaking.
She quickly approached Ye Chenfeng and asked, “Chenfeng, what’s wrong with you?”
When Ye Chenfeng raised his head and saw Xia Zining, she was startled by his expression and asked more urgently, “Chenfeng, what is actually wrong with you?”
As Ye Chenfeng stared at Xia Zining’s voluptuous figure, his breathing became heavier through his nose and mouth; his eyes filled with a certain desire.
In his current state, he needed to vent the evil Qi inside him, and there were two ways to do so: one was through killing, and the other was through sexual intercourse.
“Zining, help me, help me,” Ye Chenfeng said urgently.
Xia Zining, confused, asked, “Chenfeng, how can I help you?”
“Tear—Tear—”
But as soon as Xia Zining finished speaking, Ye Chenfeng reached out and tore her clothes apart.
Xia Zining’s pale skin was suddenly exposed to Ye Chenfeng’s eyes.
She hadn’t expected Ye Chenfeng to tear her clothes directly.
Although they had been intimate before, she still blushed shyly.
Ye Chenfeng pulled Xia Zining close into his arms, lowered his head to kiss her lips while his hands wandered restlessly over Xia Zining’s smooth skin.
Waves of Xia Zining’s fragrant body scent continuously entered Ye Chenfeng’s nose, the fragrance seemingly tempting him towards sinful thoughts, making his mind increasingly blurred.
All he could think about was the need to vent, to vent, to vent.
After swiftly removing his own clothes, Ye Chenfeng held Xia Zining tight as they quickly moved onto the main event…
(To be continued.
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