Chapter 11

In the wooden house, Xuan Kong retracted the Three-Flavored True Fire, confident that the female corpse would not dare to escape. He instructed Wang Qi to light a candle and shine it on the female corpse’s face, which indeed revealed a strikingly beautiful and refined appearance. Xuan Kong felt troubled in his heart and did not want to talk much with the female corpse. He casually asked, "Do you still remember your name?"

Although the talisman had been removed, the female corpse still knelt on the ground, not daring to stand up. She showed a look of reminiscence and said, "I remember that the emperor once bestowed me the name Yun Luo. I wonder where the emperor’s soul has gone now."

Hearing her sorrowful tone, Xuan Kong pointed upwards and said, "Your Tang Emperor is now in heaven, still very powerful!"

Yun Luo raised her head, looking at Xuan Kong with surprise but not daring to ask more.

Xuan Kong flicked his wrist, tossing the jade pendant of Lady Yun Luo into the air and casting a spell on it. The jade pendant, originally only the size of a palm, slowly floated in the air, emitting a series of golden rays, and a mighty aura enveloped its surface.

Lady Yun Luo’s cultivation was not yet advanced enough to directly absorb the yang energy of living beings, so she stored the absorbed yang energy in the Tang Emperor’s jade pendant.

Xuan Kong nodded and increased his magical power output. Nine faint true dragon shadows emerged from the jade pendant, suspended in the air, and each spat out a small ball of living yang energy.

Xuan Kong retracted his hand, taking the nine balls of yang energy back into his sleeve. He then handed the jade pendant back to Lady Yun Luo, saying, "This is a Seven-Bao Jade Pendant, with the effect of preserving beauty and protecting. The Tang Emperor truly cares for you."

He was unsure about the relationship between Yun Luo and the Tang Emperor. In theory, the Tang Emperor’s daughters should all have princess titles, but he didn’t know why Yun Luo was only a county lady.

However, this was not important, and Xuan Kong had no interest in guessing.

Lady Yun Luo, hearing Xuan Kong’s words, was overjoyed. It was the first time in hundreds of years that she had heard news of an old acquaintance. Wang Qi stared at her, finding her truly graceful and elegant.

Xuan Kong, however, felt nothing. In his previous life, he had seen all kinds of beautiful women, and the fact that Yun Luo was a female corpse who had been dead for hundreds of years made him even less interested.

He patted Wang Qi’s shoulder to bring him back to his senses: "Give it to me!"

Wang Qi’s mind was completely focused on Lady Yun Luo. He was startled by Xuan Kong’s sudden action and said不满地: "Master Brother, what’s the matter now?"

Xuan Kong smiled, looking at Wang Qi’s expression as if he had really forgotten. He extended his hand: "My Purple Yang True Talisman, are you going to return it or not?"

Wang Qi finally realized. He had risked his life to remove the talisman from Lady Yun Luo’s head and stuffed it into his own clothes before fleeing underground, forgetting to return it to his master brother. Feeling a bit embarrassed, he quickly returned the Purple Yang True Talisman with both hands: "Master Brother, I..."

Xuan Kong took back the true talisman and smiled, raising his eyebrows: "I know what you mean, no need to say it!" In his previous life, his subordinates would always have that lecherous look when they saw a hot girl in a bar. How could Xuan Kong not understand?

Wang Qi leaned in close to Xuan Kong’s ear and said: "Master Brother, this girl looks pretty good."

Xuan Kong looked at the pale-faced Lady Yun Luo and then at the lustful Wang Qi, and laughed: "I’m afraid the girl won’t like your lecherous look."

Lady Yun Luo lowered her head, silent. She felt annoyed by Wang Qi but did not dare to refuse in front of Xuan Kong. She gritted her teeth, finding Wang Qi increasingly unattractive. If Xuan Kong were not there, she would have torn him apart and eaten him with salt.

Xuan Kong comforted Wang Qi a few times. This little junior brother was indeed pure and cute, just a bit too eager.

He then had Lady Yun Luo stand up and took a closer look at her, shaking his head. Sometimes, being beautiful does have its advantages. Xuan Kong thought to himself that if Lady Yun Luo had a swollen face, dripping with corpse fluid, and blood oozing from her seven orifices, he would have killed her with a sword after absorbing her yang energy, without even talking to her.

Just as he was about to wave his hand to let Lady Yun Luo leave, Xuan Kong suddenly frowned and pulled Wang Qi aside: "Have you ever smelled any demonic aura?"

Wang Qi didn’t understand what Xuan Kong was talking about. He sniffed for a long time and laughed: "Master Brother, you’re too nervous. How could there be any harmful demons at the foot of Laoshan?"

"Is the one in front of you not a demon?" Xuan Kong pointed at Lady Yun Luo and scolded.

Wang Qi’s mouth opened, and he was speechless. He realized that from the moment he met Lady Yun Luo, he had never smelled any demonic aura from her. If it were a spirit in the mountains that had never harmed anyone, it would be normal for it not to have a demonic aura.

However, Lady Yun Luo had clearly taken the lives of several hunters in the village.

If she didn’t have a demonic aura, that would be unjust.

Looking at Xuan Kong, Wang Qi said hesitantly: "Also, those merchants were too strange, right? Knowing that the carriage was carrying a zombie, how could they not run as far as possible?" Xuan Kong did not answer his question.

Because a voice came from the door: "You’re right, those little criminals didn’t want to run, but with me here, they couldn’t."

Xuan Kong jumped up from his chair, summoned his sword, and stood in front of Wang Qi: "It’s not that there’s no demonic aura, but that it’s being suppressed by a fellow Daoist, right?" His eyes fixed on the door, where a fat Daoist in a brocade robe walked in.

This Daoist was plump and wore expensive brocade, with only a Daoist bun on his head to prove his identity. Otherwise, he looked like a wealthy merchant in the city.

"I didn’t expect that after not coming down the mountain for decades, Laoshan would have a true person," the fat Daoist clapped and laughed.

Xuan Kong secretly assessed the situation and realized he did not have the ability to control Lady Yun Luo. He felt wary of the fat Daoist and asked in a deep voice: "I am Xuan Kong of the Laoshan Sect. May I ask for your esteemed name?"

The fat Daoist smiled warmly and said: "Sure, just call me Deng Li Zi."

"Is it Deng Li Zi? So high-tech?" Xuan Kong suspected he had misheard.

The fat Daoist laughed and nodded: "I come from the Kongtong Sect, and my Daoist name is Deng Li Zi." Xuan Kong thought about it. The Kongtong Sect’s current generation is “Li Chen Da Chi Tian,” making this fat Daoist the highest-ranking member of the Kongtong Sect in the mortal world.

On the same generation as the current leader of the Kongtong Sect, Li Yun Zi.

"Truly troublesome!" Xuan Kong took two steps back, secretly casting a spell with his left hand, and asked vigilantly: "Senior, why are you not enjoying your blessings in Kongtong but coming to my Laoshan territory?"

The fat Daoist laughed: "I have no important business, just some mundane affairs to handle." He stood at the door, and no one noticed that his other hand was holding a golden chain, the other end of which was tied to the hunter surnamed Nie who had come to Laoshan for help.

The fat Daoist explained: "I haven’t come down the mountain for decades, and I didn’t know that your Laoshan Sect had been established. I will come to celebrate another day." He pointed at Lady Yun Luo and continued: "This girl is pitiful. I took her in and assigned her some tasks. I hope you can show some consideration and let her go."

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