The Vicious Beauty Faked His Death Three Times [Transmigration] - Chapter 35

Chapter 35: Deception

Lingxiao Sect, the number one sect in the immortal world.

Established a thousand years ago by a cultivator on the verge of ascending to immortality, it has grown increasingly powerful over the millennium, gradually becoming the pillar supporting the immortal realm—an existence superior to the six great aristocratic families of the immortal world.

Lin Qinghan, sitting atop a celestial crane and looking down at the vast, continuous mountain peaks beneath him, had not yet fully recovered his wits, but Perfected Yunyin, flying on a sword beside him, did not seem to think anything was amiss.

Does someone at the Tribulation Transcendence stage still need to fly on a sword? Lin Qinghan looked at the elder in his celestial robes with a somewhat peculiar expression.

“I don’t need to, but perhaps this better fits the image I hold in your hearts?” Perfected Yunyin explained, appearing to see through his thoughts.

Lin Qinghan immediately withdrew his gaze and stopped looking at him.

This man truly can see through the thoughts in my heart, Lin Qinghan frowned slightly.

This was certainly not good news. If it were truly so, the other party likely already knew the purpose of his trip.

The celestial crane gradually came to a halt. As Lin Qinghan dismounted, he saw a waterfall cascading down before him. He surveyed his surroundings and found that not only was there a waterfall, but there was also a simple wooden hut in the distance, appearing as if it had just been constructed.

“For the next three days, you shall reside here. If you have any needs, ring the palace bell at the door, and someone will naturally come to see you.” Perfected Yunyin withdrew his long sword and pointed toward the wooden hut.

“Three days?” Lin Qinghan frowned. “Did the Immortal not say we came to retrieve the Snow Spirit Ganoderma? Does it take three days to retrieve such an item?”

Upon hearing this, Perfected Yunyin actually nodded and looked at him candidly: “Indeed, but I do not know where I placed it. It will take roughly three days to find it.”

Looking at the other’s straightforward answer, Lin Qinghan’s heart sank even further.

The man was clearly intent on keeping him here, but what was the reason?

“Why?” Lin Qinghan asked directly.

Perfected Yunyin did not answer, but pointed toward the waterfall: “This waterfall is the wishing pool of the Lingxiao Sect. Before every trial, many disciples come to toss a copper coin and pray for a good ranking in the competition.”

Lin Qinghan followed his gaze and indeed saw several copper coins remaining in the crevices of the rocks at the bottom of the pool.

“Want to try?” Perfected Yunyin held out his hand, a copper coin resting in his palm. “Perhaps if you toss the coin into the pool, the Snow Spirit Ganoderma can be found two days earlier.”

Lin Qinghan glanced at the coin, having no intention of taking it: “I don’t believe in such things.”

Seeing the refusal, Perfected Yunyin was not surprised. He placed the copper coin on a rock beside the pool.

After the person beside him left, Lin Qinghan looked down at the copper coin lying on the rock. He had no intention of taking it and left the waterfall immediately.

A silver light flashed. Lin Qinghan looked at the barrier that suddenly rose before him, and the anger in his heart was nearly impossible to suppress.

He had only walked around the area a little before discovering the barrier set by the other party.

“Fine, very well.” Lin Qinghan swept his sleeve and left.

Since Perfected Yunyin wanted him to wait, he would wait properly.

The next day, Lin Qinghan pushed open the door of the wooden hut and expressionlessly rang the palace bell.

As Perfected Yunyin had said, a “person” arrived quickly.

Looking at the crudely made wooden puppet before him, the coldness in Lin Qinghan’s eyes deepened.

“Where is Perfected Yunyin?” Lin Qinghan asked.

But the puppet only opened its mouth stiffly, failing to make a sound for a long time.

Lin Qinghan looked at it and suddenly laughed.

“Never mind, you may go.”

As the words fell, the puppet actually understood him, swaying as it left, looking like it had just learned to walk.

Lin Qinghan leaned against the wooden door, his gaze landing on the waterfall.

The torrent struck the rocks beside the pool, splashing up clouds of mist, yet the copper coin on top lay there without shifting an inch.

“Bang—”

The wooden door was slammed shut.

The next two days were exactly like the first: ringing the bell brought a silent puppet, and walking more than two steps outward resulted in hitting the barrier.

Lin Qinghan was essentially under house arrest.

Looking at the copper coin on the rock, the coldness in Lin Qinghan’s eyes almost froze into ice. He bent down and picked up the coin, giving it a light toss. The coin spun twice in the air before falling straight into the pool, vanishing under the impact of the cascading water.

Lin Qinghan did not move, standing quietly in place.

After a moment, another reflection appeared in the pool.

“The reason. I want to know the reason you sought me out.” Lin Qinghan didn’t even bother with honorifics, asking directly.

“Heaven’s secrets must not be leaked,” Perfected Yunyin said.

Lin Qinghan felt his eyelid twitch. He suddenly looked at the man beside him, the fire of anger in his heart surging upward.

“This wish does not count,” Perfected Yunyin said at the right moment.

The anger in Lin Qinghan’s heart subsided by thirty percent, and his gaze returned to the pool: “I want to know how the Heavenly Demon Bone fully awakens.”

This question was too direct, carrying both a sense of precaution and the possibility of opportunistic use.

Perfected Yunyin did not hide anything, answering naturally: “There are two methods. First, as happened three days ago, pulling someone into an illusion when their desires are rising, using those wicked thoughts to catalyze the awakening of the Heavenly Demon Bone. Second, the awakening requires the support of powerful spiritual energy; if the spiritual energy is abundant enough, it can also be awakened. Logically, both methods should be carried out simultaneously, but currently, only half of the Heavenly Demon Bone in his body has awakened, so both methods must be used.”

Lin Qinghan averted his gaze: “Are you not afraid I will use this to my advantage?”

Perfected Yunyin looked at him calmly: “Everyone has their fate; destiny cannot be defied.”

“And the Snow Spirit Ganoderma?” Lin Qinghan asked.

“Not going to ask anything else?” Perfected Yunyin pulled a wooden box from his sleeve and handed it over.

Lin Qinghan took it, opened the box to see the ganoderma inside, and after feeling the surging cold air, he closed the lid with a sense of relief.

“What do you want me to ask?” Lin Qinghan looked up at Perfected Yunyin.

This man was too mysterious and unpredictable. Rather than being evasive and trying to hide something, it was better to ask directly.

“The Symbiotic Gu. I thought you would ask about that,” Yunyin said.

Although he knew nothing could be hidden from the man before him, Lin Qinghan’s heart couldn’t help but sink upon hearing those words.

This man knew far too much.

“Is this the reason you sought me out?” Lin Qinghan asked again, not missing a single opportunity.

Perfected Yunyin did not speak in riddles this time: “A part of it.”

Lin Qinghan nodded and continued, “How much do you know about the Symbiotic Gu?”

“Depends on how much you wish to know,” Yunyin said.

That meant he knew everything.

Lin Qinghan said unceremoniously, “Everything.”

“Quite the appetite,” Perfected Yunyin arched an eyebrow at him.

Hearing this, Lin Qinghan snorted coldly.

Having kept him under house arrest for three days, did he think he could dismiss him with just one question?

In his dreams!

Perfected Yunyin glanced at him, and without hiding anything, told him plainly.

“The Symbiotic Gu is a derivative of the Life-and-Death Synchronization Technique. Once this Gu is planted, there are only two possibilities. First, being fed with spiritual energy by the Gu Master to become a puppet that takes deaths in their stead. Second, being fed with essence blood by the Gu Master, after which the soul is imprisoned by the Gu Master, never to be free for all eternity.”

“Soul imprisoned by him?” Lin Qinghan suddenly looked at Perfected Yunyin.

“Mm. Regardless of life or death, as long as the Gu Master is injured, they will draw nutrients from the Sub-Gu to recover quickly. If they are on the brink of death, they can even borrow the Sub-Gu’s lifespan until the soul is completely worn away.” Perfected Yunyin looked at him calmly, as if looking through his body straight into his soul.

“If the Sub-Gu’s cultivation is higher than the Gu Master’s, the Gu Master can also boost their own cultivation through double cultivation or direct borrowing.”

Recalling the wounds on Ling Yanhe that healed so quickly, and the youth’s filthy desires, Lin Qinghan’s face instantly became unsightly.

“The completion of the Gu requires three stages. During this time, the Gu Master needs to feed it essence blood three times and completely remove all restraints and unknown factors from its body before the Gu is complete,” Perfected Yunyin continued. “Of course, it is also possible for the Sub-Gu to fuse with others’ restraints, but that would weaken the Gu Master’s control over the Sub-Gu.”

No wonder Ling Yanhe acted.

Lin Qinghan laughed from extreme anger. If he weren’t in the Lingxiao Sect, he would have wanted to applaud and praise the man properly.

“The so-called soul binding… is it my own soul, right?” Lin Qinghan asked the system under his breath.

The Host can return to the original world after completing three character card identities.

It avoided the question, but Lin Qinghan already understood the meaning.

“This is what you mean by ‘pushing the plot’,” Lin Qinghan said with almost total certainty.

The system gave him no response this time.

Lin Qinghan looked at Perfected Yunyin’s gaze.

It was calm and indifferent.

Yet every time he spoke, it felt like an invisible urge, pushing him to make a choice.

A powerful sense of anger at being toyed with surged into his heart, suddenly igniting a fierce fire within him.

Perfected Yunyin waited quietly for the person before him to respond.

Suddenly, a light laugh fell, and the person before him looked up at him. Those beautiful eyes were filled with rage, yet his expression remained calm.

It was a madness suppressed to the extreme.

“You want me to help him awaken the Heavenly Demon Bone,” Lin Qinghan said calmly, yet those eyes were full of conviction and fury. “This is the reason you called me here.”

Perfected Yunyin looked at him and did not speak.

Silence was an admission.

Having seen through the other’s mind, the anger in Lin Qinghan’s heart did not subside, but his heart gradually calmed down.

The unknown is what is most troublesome. Now that the situation was clear, he had enough time and presence of mind to deal with what was coming next.

“How do I reduce the Symbiotic Gu’s control over me?” Lin Qinghan asked calmly.

“Bone marrow cleansing, but the effect is negligible. There is no antidote for this Gu,” Perfected Yunyin said, looking at him.

Hearing this, Lin Qinghan nodded naturally, even finding the time to criticize the system in his mind: Is each change of identity also washing away the mark on my soul?

The system still didn’t respond, but he didn’t care anymore.

Lin Qinghan hated being manipulated more than anything in his life; he would reclaim all of this.

“Cleanse my marrow.”

“What?” For the first time, Perfected Yunyin felt a sliver of surprise. He looked at the person before him, whose expression was natural, and for the first time spoke some nonsense: “Marrow cleansing is not as easy as you think. The meridians and bones will be reconstructed during this time; the foundation and demonic power will be in total disarray. One slight mistake and you will fall into the abyss, never to recover.”

The person before him didn’t change expression upon hearing this, only looking at him quietly, his lips curving into a mocking smile. “Isn’t this what you all look forward to?”

“Besides that, I need something else.”

After hearing his words, Perfected Yunyin didn’t speak, but scrutinized the person before him seriously.

The man appeared extremely calm, yet his inner essence of madness and paranoia was not a shred less than that of the youth who was the Malignant Star.

No wonder this person was his Companion Calamity.

“Agree to my demands, otherwise, I will kill Ling Yanhe first,” Lin Qinghan said with a calm face, seemingly unaware of the madness in his words. “I am a man of my word.”

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