Killing Dao Fruit
Chapter 82 - 80: Breaking the Jade Cage to Release the Colorful Phoenix, Instantly Unlocking the Golden Lock to Free the Flood Dragon!

Chapter 82: Chapter 80: Breaking the Jade Cage to Release the Colorful Phoenix, Instantly Unlocking the Golden Lock to Free the Flood Dragon!

Whoo-whoo-whoo...

An icy wind led the way, accompanied by the Five Ghosts.

When Wang Yuan was holding his cousin’s corpse and returned to Wangren Town using the "Five Ghosts Moving Mountains" technique.

His mind still echoed with the words his grandfather had just said.

As the old man had said himself, he was now at the boundary between life and death, able to move between Yin and Yang, yet not fully belonging to either side.

Because the San Tu River, also called the Burial Head River or the Ferrying River, marks the boundary line between the world of the living and the dead.

The river’s flow would automatically divide into slow, normal, and rapid, depending on the deeds of the deceased during their lifetime, hence it was called "San Tu."

Just as crossing from death to life could only be achieved through reincarnation, there was only one way to cross the "San Tu River"—the ferryboat atop it. There was no other way.

Years ago, when his family’s elders had "raided graves for fortune" and stolen half of the Small Book of Life and Death from the Owl God Tomb, his grandfather should have returned his soul to the netherworld with his parents.

Yet a small part of the knowledge from the Owl God Tomb had caught up with him.

It was precisely the "Earth Department Taoism - San Tu Yin Official Skill" that had previously manifested itself in the Small Book of Life and Death!

It wanted to assimilate him into a henchman like Pangolin Fan Zhang, yet because of the enormous merit he had accumulated in life, he managed to control the transformation process.

In the end, he became the ferryman on the San Tu River, a bonafide Yin Official.

Mr. One-Eyed had felt the aura of Wang Yuan’s grandfather, which scared him into curling up tightly, not daring to move at all.

Thinking of this, Wang Yuan’s expression turned a bit strange:

"Whoever bullies me, I’ll have grandpa take them away?"

Regrettably, bound by omnipresent precept taboos, no one could misuse public resources for personal gain.

Even passing "messages," an intangible and insubstantial thing, required a price to be paid, not to mention direct intervention.

"Furthermore, the complete Small Book of Life and Death must be greatly related to the Underworld of this world.

The ’knowledge’ contained in the ’Heavenly Department Taoism - Earth Que Golden Book’ probably includes the Yin Official System of the Underworld Yin Department.

Fate Book, summoning and dispatching Yama!

If I could use it to cultivate successfully, I might even contend for the grand position of the Yama Emperor!"

Alas, Wang Yuan dared not inquire too much from his grandfather about what the Underworld Yin Department looked like in this world, for fear of depleting his remaining merit.

However, considering that the rulers of the Yin Department had let a treasure like the Small Book of Life and Death wander outside, as well as the restraints of the precept taboos binding every Yin Official.

Wang Yuan could almost conclude that the current situation in the Yin Department must be very poor.

But for now, none of that had much to do with him.

Now that the case had been cracked and "Book Owner Jia" was undoubtedly Yili King, the most critical task was to snatch back the Heavenly Book from Owl God Tomb and Master Ge.

The father and son had never thought of completely discarding the Small Book of Life and Death to save their lives.

In the words of the old man:

"Why should I return what I stole with my skills?"

Fingering the Yinchen Wood talisman inside his collar given by his grandfather.

Thinking about that drastic plan he had proposed, even for his own grandfather, Wang Yuan felt somewhat shuddering and muttered to himself:

"This fierce old radish, truly ruthless and spicy!"

He stepped over the threshold.

"Xiao Yuan! You’re back..."

At that moment, seeing Wang Yuan return, Huang Wu, who had been anxiously waiting, joyously got up to greet him.

Yet she saw another "herself" cradled in his arms.

After a brief pause, she became bewildered and lost in thought.

...

Late at night, while the outside world was still under a heavy downpour, Wangren Town remained completely unaffected.

In that familiar quiet room.

The body of Huang Wu, dressed in a Luan Robe bridal gown, lay quietly on the stone platform that had once dismembered the White Mountain Lord.

The thin veil and footwear had been removed in advance.

Wang Yuan, following the method taught by his grandfather, drew a rune resembling a door lock in the palm of each hand and the sole of each foot of his cousin’s corpse.

The mirror that Huang Wu first inhabited fifteen years ago was hung above the head of the corpse.

The girl in the mirror, having regained her composure, sat elegantly with her hands folded neatly on her lap.

Even after becoming a ghost, a corpse remained the foundation for a ghost, possessing a mysterious connection and serving as their anchor, allowing them to stay in the Yang World for extended periods.

Once the corpse was crushed and scattered as ashes, even stepping onto the Ghost Path wouldn’t lead to great achievements.

With the change of clothes on the body, Huang Wu finally showed a form beyond "the original appearance as the bridal bride."

For the first time, she revealed delicate eyebrows and eyes, and under her gorgeous dress were a pair of tender, bare feet.

The only addition compared to the corpse was probably the golden-red phoenix pattern spread out on the forehead and a ring like a lock on the left ankle, resembling a rune.

This was not from the Owl God Tomb but came from the protection and constraints of Grandma.

Crack!

This time, Wang Yuan didn’t transform into a White Tiger but maintained his human form and gently stomped his foot.

Suddenly, a gust of cold wind arose.

In the dark corner of the quiet room, it seemed that many invisible beings were whispering secretly.

Wang Yuan didn’t mind those and reached out toward Huang Wu in the mirror and grabbed, shouting:

"Capture the soul! Come out!"

The invisible barrier that had originally overlapped with the mirror surface instantly vanished without a trace.

At the same time, the bride adorned girl who had lived in the mirror for fifteen years disappeared.

At the moment when she left the mirror surface, she was naturally attracted by her own corpse and instantly entered it.

Whoosh—!

A gust of cold wind blew, and the girl’s severely pallid lips suddenly opened, with a bead emitting a vivid green light inside growing intensely bright.

The green phoenix within the bead seemed to come to life, leaping out of the bead and soaring around her corpse in a circle.

Then suddenly,

Huang Wu’s body suddenly collapsed downward, leaving only a dazzling Luan Robe bridal dress on the stone platform.

The bead’s pure green light was also tinged with aqua and red, and then in a flash, it shot into Wang Yuan’s forehead.

The young man was staggered backward as if punched out of the blue, taking two steps backwards before he stopped himself.

He cautiously asked in his heart:

"Cousin, did it work?"

Huang Wu excitedly responded:

"It worked!"

Her voice was sweet and melodious, like a refreshing spring.

Immediately, a streak of red light shot from the top of Wang Yuan’s head into the sky, transforming into a charming girl in a bridal dress with bare white feet, smiling coyly and radiantly.

She forcefully dove into Wang Yuan’s embrace, riding the cold wind.

The unprecedented real touch and the temperature from the other person gave both of them an immense sense of security.

The girl couldn’t help but inhale once more.

Only Wang Yuan felt somewhat guilty as he recalled what his grandfather had teasingly said to him:

"My grandson, do you know why your body has been unable to resist Xiao Wu’s yang energy absorption ever since you were young?"

Huang Wu, however, was too excited to ever deeply consider this question.

"Xiao Yuan, your ’Soul Capturing and Spiritual Communication’ awakening came at just the right time, so I can finally go out with you."

Without surprise,

After Wang Yuan consumed the "Deceit Heart" from Jishan, it was as if he kicked the final goal, and he finally awakened his own "Innate Divine Ability."

He initially had to use the Transformation into Tiger Technique as a medium to employ this method, but now using this divine ability had become completely instinctive, as natural as moving an arm or picking something up effortlessly.

It afforded him the ability to communicate with the Netherworld, control the cold wind, command ghosts, and capture and interrogate spirits.

And the first ghost that Wang Yuan "seized" was his newly initiated cousin into the Ghost Path, Huang Wu.

Beyond this, the awakening brought an unexpected joy.

Possibly influenced by both the Transformation into Tiger Technique and Gathering Beasts Magic Skill,

out of three divine abilities involved in the White Tiger Military Art, the second divine ability that awakened along with Soul Capturing and Spiritual Communication was the Imperial Decree Tiger Talisman!

Tiger Spirit, Weird, Daoist Soldier, Magician..., as Wang Yuan all this time had tirelessly fished, using the Small Book of Life and Death and the Rashamon Bone.

The path of cultivation finally revealed an extraordinary and outstanding aspect.

At this moment, the siblings were like "breaking the jade cage to let the colorful phoenix fly free and unlocking the golden lock that releases the flood dragon."

All that remained... was for the wind to start!

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