Chapter 84

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"Truly, it's heartbreaking!"

The 'girl' who called herself the Princess of Nine Yin returned in a gust of yin wind, looking rather disheveled, coughing violently, and spitting out a stream of black smoke. The Princess of Nine Yin placed her hands on her hips and gave a flirtatious wink to Yan Huangwu.

"Too heartbreaking! We haven't seen each other for so long, and Sister Yan, you welcome your own sister with a palm thunder? Oh, who is this handsome young man? So fair and delicate, I just want to take a bite! Be a good boy, call me sister, and I'll give you something nice!"

Before she could finish her second sentence, the Princess of Nine Yin suddenly saw Yan Xuege standing beside Yan Huangwu. Her eyes immediately became fixed, and she moved step by step with a smile, her two white, slender hands, painted with henna, reaching out to touch Yan Xuege's face.

A fragrant scent wafted over, the cold and sharp aroma like a thousand-year-old plum blossom in the snow or at the bottom of a cliff. Yan Xuege, upon smelling the scent from the Princess of Nine Yin, shivered, feeling a sudden clarity of mind. He widened his eyes and carefully examined the Princess of Nine Yin, who was smiling and exquisitely beautiful, almost vomiting.

No matter how much she applied makeup to cover it, even with a high-collared霞帔 (xiapéi, a type of ceremonial robe), when she spoke, a small egg-sized Adam's apple still rolled up and down. This beautiful, graceful, and sweet-voiced Princess of Nine Yin was actually a man!

Or perhaps not a 'man'—he looked no more than twenty, so he should be considered a 'young man'.

Yan Xuege, who had grown up in the Yan Clan city and had seen many demons and monsters, had never seen such a monstrous being. His face changed, and he instinctively grabbed the hilt of the Blood Spirit Sword. A bloody sword light 'swooshed' out, sweeping towards the Princess of Nine Yin's hands.

The Princess of Nine Yin's face turned pale again. She let out a scream, and a gust of yin wind enveloped her, making her 'pale with fright'. Several white figures flashed by, and with a 'swoosh', Yan Xuege's sword cut through something cold and flexible, and a large amount of light red blood spurted out from the yin wind.

"Truly, I was scared to death!" The Princess of Nine Yin patted her flat chest, standing dozens of meters away, and screamed at Yan Huangwu, "Sister Yan, is this your precious son? How can he be so ungraceful and cute? How can he attack a girl with a weapon?"

A child's corpse, looking no more than ten years old, fell from the yin wind. The child's body was completely naked, with deep black eyes and no whites. The pale child's body emitted a faint evil aura, and there was a deep, bone-deep wound on his waist, from which light red blood was continuously spurting.

'Swoosh, swoosh' sounds continued, and countless flesh buds grew rapidly around the wound, quickly healing it. The cold, pale child's body stood up straight, and a gust of yin wind swept over, transforming it into a white figure that soon merged into the vast black mist behind the Princess of Nine Yin.

The Princess of Nine Yin 'giggled' a few times, twisting her body with a hint of pride, "Fortunately, I am quite skilled in the art of feigning death. Otherwise, if you had cut me with your sword, it would be a small matter to lose my life, but losing face would be unbearable."

Yan Xuege couldn't help but want to laugh. What kind of logic was this? Face was more important than life?

Yan Huangwu gently patted Yan Xuege's stiff shoulder and said calmly, "This is the Ghost Prince of Nine Sons. You can call him Prince Nine, or Aunt Nine. He is a complete scoundrel, but he is still decent and is a friend of your mother!"

"Call me Aunt Nine, Aunt Nine is fine! If you call me Sister Nine, I would be even happier!" The Princess of Nine Yin twisted her slender waist, approaching Yan Xuege with a hint of surprise. This time, he was very cautious and did not get too close or touch Yan Xuege's face. He rummaged in his sleeves and then pulled out a string of white bone beads.

Nine white, black-aura-surrounded, fist-sized skulls were strung together with a black silk thread. This evil necklace floated in the air, emitting a piercing wail. The sound was sinister and deadly, like the cries of countless infants, making Yan Xuege's hair stand on end, as if countless caterpillars were crawling on his skin, making him extremely uncomfortable.

"Nephew, on our first meeting, I don't have much to offer. This is a 'Nine Sons Ghost Demon Spirit Pearl' left by my master. It's quite good for protection. Seeing how fair and delicate you are, it's truly heart-wrenching. Don't let anyone hurt you, so I'll give it to you as a gift!" The Princess of Nine Yin looked intently at Yan Xuege, pushing the eerie white bone skull necklace towards him.

Yan Huangwu raised an eyebrow and laughed, "That's a good thing, Sister Nine, you're quite generous today!"

Grasping Yan Xuege's hand, Yan Huangwu bit his fingertips hard and then dripped a drop of dark red blood on each of the nine bone skulls. Yan Xuege heard nine sharp cries of children, and he immediately felt a clear soul connection with the Nine Sons Ghost Demon Spirit Pearl, allowing him to easily control the evil weapon.

With a slight thought, the black silk thread suddenly scattered, transforming into an invisible, traceless net flying wildly in the sky, leaving a trail of yin wind and ghostly fire. The nine bone skulls turned into nine gray-white rainbows, flying wildly in the air with piercing, soul-piercing wails, creating countless ghostly illusions in their wake.

"Ah, without an enemy to test it, it's hard to see the benefits of this treasure!" The Princess of Nine Yin sighed unhappily, "Little guy, find some unlucky people to test this treasure in a few days. The more people, the better. If caught by the 'Nine Sons Soul-Stealing Net,' the soul is already half scattered. Then, if the Nine Sons Ghost Demon Spirit Pearl absorbs it, even a fully formed Golden Core cultivator will be soul-scattered. I'm not exaggerating!"

Yan Xuege felt the powerful strength of this evil weapon and, with a thought, put it away, transforming it into a small white chain on his left hand. He smiled and bowed to the Princess of Nine Yin, greeting her as Yan Huangwu had instructed.

"Good, good, what a well-behaved child!" The Princess of Nine Yin touched her small belly and sighed with deep resentment, "I wonder when I will have such a cute child! Ah, this man's body, how can it even bear a child?"

Yan Huangwu shivered, and Yan Xuege was speechless, not knowing how to respond.

At this moment, a rough and savage voice came from the sky.

"Little pervert, if you want to have a child, forget it in this life! If you want, I can do you a favor and help you reincarnate, so you can be born as a woman and fulfill your wish." A deep, tiger-like roar echoed from the sky, and soon a skeletal tiger, covered in green ghostly fire, landed from the sky.

On the back of this skeletal tiger, which was over ten meters long, sat another skeletal evil cultivator.

This person was over three meters tall, like the skeletal tiger, entirely made of bones with no flesh. However, his bones glowed with a metallic luster, the purple-black skeleton looking like it was forged from black iron, emitting a soul-piercing evil aura under the moonlight.

Such a tall skeleton was clearly not that of an ordinary human, and the blood-red horn on his forehead further revealed his non-human nature. What surprised Yan Xuege was that this skeletal evil cultivator was dressed in a yellow imperial robe, wearing leisurely shoes, a flat-topped crown, and a nine-dragon golden belt, clearly in the attire of an ancient Eastern emperor.

As soon as the skeletal tiger landed, the evil cultivator punched its head and neck, forcing it to lie down.

With a 'crack' sound, the evil cultivator slowly stood up, walked down from his mount, and steadily approached Yan Huangwu. He nodded to her with his hands behind his back and said coldly, "Where is Old Lady Sāng? I'm already here, and she's still delaying? This is disrespectful to me!"

The Princess of Nine Yin pouted and 'hmmphed' a few times. The skeletal evil cultivator immediately roared in anger, "Little pervert, what are you laughing at?"

The Princess of Nine Yin rolled her eyes at the skeletal evil cultivator and sneered, "I want to laugh, what can you do about it? King of Ten Thousand Evils, this isn't your Mang Mountain Palace. This is Sister Yan's territory, isn't it, Sister Yan? This old evil ghost can't show off here!"

Yan Huangwu just smiled, gently stroking Yan Xuege's soft hair.

The King of Ten Thousand Evils was stunned for a moment, then suddenly burst into laughter, spewing out a stream of icy black cold air. He pointed at Yan Xuege and laughed, "Emperor Yan Xue, is this your young master? Indeed, he has a unique bone structure, a perfect candidate for the cultivation of the Ten Thousand Evils Bone Demon Path!"

Yan Huangwu's face changed slightly, and she sneered, "My child still needs to marry and have children, to continue the lineage. This child-killing Ten Thousand Evils Bone Demon Path is for you to enjoy! Enough talk, where's the gift?"

Yan Xuege quickly glanced at his mother, finding her words powerful and domineering, just as a mother of his should be!

The King of Ten Thousand Evils chuckled a few times, hurriedly rummaged in his sleeves, and then pulled out three one-foot-two-inch-long, ancient and sinister white bone arrows. He carefully placed the bone arrows in front of Yan Xuege, muttered a few spells, and with his black, icy fingers, drew a few times, taking three drops of blood from Yan Xuege and infusing them into the bone arrows.

"These are the Death Gate White Bone Arrows, made from my own ribs. Little brother, keep them for protection! Hehe, as long as the opponent's cultivation isn't much higher than mine or they don't have any rare treasures for protection, this arrow will ensure their soul is scattered!"

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