Chapter 110: Using Xie Tingyu's soul to make a doll Wen Zhiyu's obsession

"Master, are you still thinking about the Night Parade of One Hundred Demons?"

"I heard that the Ghost Palace has had a long-standing feud with the world of cultivation, so people from the world of cultivation will not be led into the Ghost Palace after death, so they can only become lonely ghosts."

"I thought that there was nothing in the cultivation world that I missed, and I didn't want to go back and see the disappointed faces of my people. So I might as well end it all. If I die on that day, I can be led to the ghost palace. It won't be a loss at all."

Xie Tingyu recalled the first time she met Cheng Yan and Wen Zhiyu. She didn't know why she was taken away by these two people.

It just so happened that Xuan Yuntian's identity as a disciple could obtain some conveniences. Who would have thought that he would become the direct disciple of Yunheng Jianzun, a well-known master in the world of cultivation?

Xie Tingyu sighed. It might be difficult to fake his death and escape.

How could he fake his death right under Yunheng's nose without being discovered?

This body is extraordinary and has a strong ability to recover.

If her soul leaves her body and her physical body remains, someone might find some flaws in it.

We can't let this disaster happen.

"If Master doesn't hold back a little, this monster will be suppressed alive and its soul will be shattered. After all, it is a monster that has transcended tribulation, how can it be so reckless?"

Xie Tingyu changed the subject, indicating that she didn't want to dwell on this issue for too long. Yunheng first looked at her with a complicated expression and said nothing.

He immediately turned around and loosened his fingers a little. The monster roared, but couldn't struggle out.

Hideous bumps appeared on the monster's arms, which suddenly swelled up.

The sword energy also cut his skin, causing green, smelly pus to ooze out.

Xie Tingyu couldn't help but let out a gulp, secretly cursing in his heart, wondering how come after leaving the ghost house for a year, he couldn't even bear it mentally.

Yun Heng's mouth twitched, and he blocked the monster again.

"The origin of this monster is unknown, but it is most likely the same as that demon. Now that the demon has been captured, it is not impossible for this monster to come to rescue us." Yun Heng spoke softly, and Xie Tingyu nodded beside him.

Yun Heng let her go and took the initiative to change the subject. Xie Tingyu nodded, and it seemed that he could only thank him in his heart for letting her go.

But this made her more determined to leave.

It's not right to come to the world of cultivation and accomplish nothing.

She lowered her eyes and pinched the bone bell on her neck with her fingers. The texture of the bell was not smooth. On the contrary, there were several tiny cracks on it because of Wen Zhiyu's pinching.

But fortunately it was not completely destroyed.

This thing is probably related to the treasures of the ghost palace.

Xie Tingyu suddenly stopped and stared at the monster on the ground for a while.

Before leaving, I have to find a way to go to Fanyin Temple.

There was no point in Xie Tingyu staying here, so Yun Heng asked her to go back and rest.

Xie Tingyu originally wanted to stay here and take a closer look, but Yunheng was so anxious to let her go. Maybe there was something that couldn't be made public.

Then she turned her head and just saw two disciples helping Ximen Huairen up from the ground, one holding one of his arms. Ximen Huairen cried out in pain and suddenly opened his eyes.

Not knowing what the strange feeling was, Ximen Huairen suddenly looked at Xie Tingyu. Without any hesitation, Xie Tingyu frowned and turned to leave.

Suddenly, I heard a faint voice behind me, "Thank you, Junior Master Uncle."

"I didn't do anything, why are you thanking me?"

The strange look on Xie Tingyu's face did not seem fake. Ximen Huairen's eyelids were extremely heavy. He resisted the urge to close his eyes, wanting to find a hint of truth on Xie Tingyu's face.

However, Xie Tingyu did not give him this opportunity.

Rather, a person came.

This person directly inserted himself between the two of them, completely blocking Ximen Huairen's sight.

At the last moment before Ximen Huairen fainted, he heard the gentle and clear voice of the visitor, "Junior sister, you have made great contributions today. It is really amazing."

"Why didn't you come out just now?" Xie Tingyu didn't care about Wen Zhi and blocking Ximen Huairen. He just glanced at him lightly and asked.

Wen Zhiyu tilted his head and smiled at her, lowering his head slightly, "How did you know I was here just now?" He just asked and before Xie Tingyu could answer, he answered himself, "That's right, Junior Sister can identify monsters with the cultivation level of the Tribulation Crossing Stage, so naturally she can also detect my aura."

His smile is harmless and even very friendly, and if you are not careful, you will be deceived by his appearance.

Xie Tingyu turned his head away, "Are you mocking me?"

"How come?" Wen Zhi smoothed his lips, "Stretch out your hand and let me see it."

"What? Don't even think about taking advantage of me." Upon hearing that, Xie Tingyu took two steps back without even looking at him.

Hearing this, Wen Zhiyu was stunned at first, then confused, "What do you mean by taking advantage?"

Xie Tingyu finally met his gaze and casually stretched out her hand, "What's so good about it?"

Everyone around received Yunheng's order to retreat as much as possible, and Yunheng also carried the monster into the punishment hall.

Now, outside the Punishment Hall, there were only Xie Tingyu and Wen Zhiyu. Under the impact of a gust of cold wind, Xie Tingyu felt as if his face was scratched by a knife. Seeing this, Wen Zhiyu raised his hand to open the barrier.

Protect Xie Tingyu within the barrier.

He looked at Xie Tingyu's hand, but did not touch it. Instead, he tapped it lightly in mid-air. When he was about to touch Xie Tingyu's fingertips, a stream of aqua-blue spiritual power surged out.

Wen Zhiyu's aqua-blue spiritual power is of ice attribute, and has always been known for being cold and able to freeze everything. But when injected into her fingertips, this spiritual power is no longer cold and fierce, but as gentle as water, neither cold nor hot.

Just like warmth and general warmth.

Her fingertips were slightly itchy. The flesh and blood squirmed at the wounds burned by the golden light. Granulation tissue grew at a speed visible to the naked eye, and a complete piece of skin quickly formed on her fingertips. Apart from the new flesh and blood, which was pinker, there was almost no sign of injury.

Is he healing me?

Xie Tingyu blinked, a little bit in disbelief. Wen Zhi was indeed gentle and kind on the surface, but who would have thought that one day he would be so careful to heal someone.

The person being healed is her.

Xie Tingyu's heart began to waver, and she couldn't help but think of Wen Zhiyu's words.

Are Wen Zhi and Mo Fei really moved?

To her?

Xie Tingyu had asked herself this question countless times in her heart, but how could she know the answer? The one with the deepest scheming was Wen Zhiyu.

Wen Zhiyu has always been a difficult person to guess.

Xie Tingyu sighed, watched the wound heal and no longer leave a scar, watched Wen Zhiyu withdraw his hand, revealed a gentle smile, and watched Ximen Huairen being carried away by two disciples.

A bright red fiery cloud came into view, and the setting sun gently kissed the top of the mountain.

Xie Tingyu's heart felt as if it was on fire, and was surging with extremely hot and unbearable emotions.

The ghost power in the spiritual sea was also constantly shuttling back and forth. Wuming was forced back by the manic ghost power and could only hide in the corner. The movement was much louder than usual.

So much so that Xie Tingyu could tell something was wrong at a glance. Not only her, but even Wuming could see it.

Her ghost power couldn't wait to come out, just like the Xuanyuan Sword that was sealed under the courtyard at that time, wanting to break free from the restraints and rush towards freedom.

"Why are you here?" Xie Tingyu calmed down his chaotic ghost power, and a flash of impatience passed through his eyes.

This body can't hold out for too long, everything needs to be done in advance.

Wen Zhiyu didn't expect Xie Tingyu to ask this question now. He should have asked it the first time he saw him.

He thought for a moment, "Do I need to be symbolically silent this time?"

Xie Tingyu sneered when he heard this, "What do you mean by a dumb mystery?"

"I heard that my junior sister was called to the Punishment Hall. I was worried that she was injured, so I had to rush here. However, I didn't expect that I came at a bad time and she got injured."

This injury was not caused by a monster at all, but was used to protect her golden light.

Xie Tingyu was silent.

After an unknown amount of time, the bright red color of the flaming cloud faded a little, and a blush crept onto Xie Tingyu's face.

Xie Tingyu curled his lips, "If I run to the ends of the earth, can you still protect me?"

Wen Zhiyu's intuition told him that Xie Tingyu was not just talking, and maybe she really had such intentions. Wen Zhiyu was actually anxious because of her words, "As long as there is a trace of your presence in the world, I can find you."

He sounded as if he were swearing, with a stubborn tone.

Is this a stubborn villain who wants to destroy the world? Now it seems that when he doesn't scheme against people or kill them, he is still somewhat lovable.

"I'm afraid that I'll die in some deserted corner, my soul will be scattered, and no one will care about even my body... No, logically, the body should be destroyed, leaving only a little ashes."

This was not something that could be easily joked about, but Xie Tingyu still had a smile on his face, as if he was not afraid at all.

Wen Zhiyu's smile froze, "This is no joke, don't say anything."

Xie Tingyu uttered a long "hmm", unaware that Wen Zhiyu's hands were clenched tightly, with his nails digging into his palms.

But he did not feel any pain. Instead, a chill penetrated his body from deep underground, piercing his bones. Pain suddenly spread out from inside him.

The heart-wrenching pain resurfaces.

That nightmare came back again.

Cold sweat broke out on Wen Zhiyu's face without any warning, and Xie Tingyu was shocked when he saw it.

Wen Zhiyu's lowered eyes flashed with coldness, "Ah Yu, even if your soul is scattered, I will piece it back together bit by bit."

"And then?" Xie Tingyu changed the subject.

"And then? I will make you into a puppet, carry you with me at all times, and use my spiritual power to strengthen your soul..."

His voice was biased and cold. When Xie Tingyu didn't look at him, he looked at her profile with warmth and said something in his heart.

"I will nourish you with my bones and flesh, so that you can grow skin that is the same as that of a human. I will use my heart's blood to heal the wounds in your soul, little by little, to repair you."

He had dreamed of Xie Tingyu falling the day before.

The unforgettable pain made him no longer sleepy after waking up at night.

This scene is so familiar that it doesn't seem like a dream, but something that really happened there.

Wen Zhiyu just thought he was crazy.

Xie Tingyu didn't expect him to be so crazy.

Pulling out the tendons and skinning people to make puppets is really cruel.

Xie Tingyu met Wen Zhiyu's gaze and said with a smile, "In that case, OK."

When one dies, not a soul or a spirit is left, not even a bit of blood or flesh.

By then, he probably won't be able to be a puppet anymore?