51. A Gamble
“Who are you?”
Facing Gong Musheng’s question, the “Feng Lili” before them showed no intention of replying.
As she slowly walked towards them, the ghostly qi around her began to turn from black to red, her long hair also transforming into a gradient of red and black.
The power of an Immortal Mansion cultivator, combined with the influence of the Ghost Essence Crystal, made “Feng Lili” exude an aura of invincibility.
“Hua Qiyang.”
Suddenly, Gong Yiling’s words made her stop.
“Feng Lili” seemed puzzled, wondering why this name had come from the woman’s mouth, but she only paused for a moment.
“You are Hua Qiyang, aren’t you?” Gong Yiling, seeing these changes, how could she not guess her identity? “Senior Feng made a promise with you. Why did you take over her body instead?”
It was clear. The black shadow disguised as resentment was the real Feng Lili, and the person before them was just an empty shell occupied by Hua Qiyang. Even the Feng Lili they had seen before might have just been an illusion within this formation.
Hearing her accusation, “Feng Lili’s” face showed a flicker of shock and more complex emotions.
Guilt, disappointment, resentment, and anger.
These emotions rose and fell, and her aura became extremely unstable.
“No one… can be forgiven… no one!”
“Feng Lili” muttered to herself and, with a wave of her hand, a powerful wave of qi shot towards Gong Yiling.
Fortunately, Gong Musheng reacted quickly. She kicked the girl several meters away, allowing the qi to hit nothing but air.
“Little Auntie!”
“Sorry, she was too fast. If I hadn’t kicked you, I wouldn’t have been able to react.”
As she spoke, Gong Musheng immediately charged towards “Feng Lili.”
This was a true battle of Immortal Mansion cultivators. The shockwaves from their clash were enough to kill any of the weaker cultivators present.
Among them, only Gong Musheng, at the peak of the Heavenly Soul realm, could barely stand against her.
And only barely.
To completely defeat her, besides sending her to another dimension (the recording stone: Yes, that’s me), there seemed to be no other way.
But this body was nine-tenths Feng Lili’s. If she sent both body and soul away, wouldn’t Little Auntie’s friend be in deep trouble?
The most urgent matter…
“Yiling, do you remember the use of your cultivation technique?”
Yan Chuyue, pulling her up, asked.
“The use of my technique?”
Her technique, not considering the Heavenly Saint Technique of the Myriad Paths, was a demonic art similar to the Star-Sucking Great Art.
For Yan Chuyue to mention this now, did she want her to use the Star-Sucking Great Art?
Suck whom? Surely not…
Suddenly, Gong Yiling seemed to understand. “The Ghost Essence Crystal?”
Yan Chuyue blinked. “Yes.”
“Holy crap!?”
This “holy crap” had two meanings. One was, holy crap, I can do that?, and the other was, holy crap, isn’t that a bit of a gamble?
“The Ghost Essence Crystal is the foundation of this giant illusion formation. Once the formation is activated, the crystal can’t possibly still be on Hua Qiyang.”
Yan Chuyue was afraid her words would be harmonized again, but they were not.
“As long as it’s not on her, then you can suck it.”
“Can I really suck it?” Gong Yiling couldn’t help but click her tongue.
The Ghost Essence Crystal… she had been wondering how to use it, and now Chuyue had given her the boldest idea.
“You even dared to suck the venomous essence.” Yan Chuyue crossed her arms and mumbled, “This is ghost essence. What’s there to be afraid of?”
Ghosts versus poison… they were both about the same.
But with the double insurance of the Heavenly Saint Technique of the Myriad Paths, the ghost essence probably wouldn’t cause much trouble in her body.
Then… let’s do it!
Having made her decision, Gong Yiling immediately said to Gong Musheng,
“Little Auntie, buy me some time.”
“How long?”
“I don’t know, an hour or more!”
Gong Musheng almost spat out a mouthful of blood. “What? You overestimate me!”
“Don’t you have Mr. Feng to help you? You two, do your best!”
Help what? Help my ass!
A peak Heavenly Soul and a peak Earthly Nether against an early Immortal Mansion, was this something that could be solved with just “doing their best”?
However…
After taking a blow from “Feng Lili,” Gong Musheng calmly wiped the blood from her lips.
Although she said that, this usually life-cherishing merchant also had things she wanted to protect.
Especially this body, the original owner.
“I’ll give you two hours.” Gong Musheng chuckled. “If you can’t do it in two hours, then find a way to escape and tell my sister.”
“Her money is untouched. I was just afraid she would spend it recklessly!”
This Little Auntie was really…
Gong Yiling couldn’t help but shake her head with a wry smile, but the next moment, she immediately began to think of a way to find the Ghost Essence Crystal.
Since this was the core of the entire illusion formation, she should need to understand the structure of the formation to find it.
But she was just a half-baked formation user. How could she figure out this illusion formation in such a short time—wait!
Wait, wait, wait.
Although formations were not one of the eighteen martial arts, they were still a skill.
If so, then the Thousand Transformations and the Heavenly Saint Technique of the Myriad Paths, these two arts that unified a hundred paths into one, were they useful for formations?
Just thinking about it wouldn’t help. She had to try it out.
A formation, simply put, was to break down true essence or nascent soul into pieces and, through drawing and arranging the formation, integrate it with the surrounding environment.
Although she knew this basic knowledge, it didn’t mean she could do it.
—Let’s start with the simplest thing.
Gong Yiling closed her eyes and tried to transform the nascent soul energy in her body into an invisible qi.
At first, she had no clue.
Yes, formations were the most difficult for beginners, requiring exceptional talent.
Most people in this world didn’t have the talent for formations. Even if they did, it was usually at a superficial level.
An excellent formation master was even rarer than an excellent talisman master. An Earth-grade formation master was enough to be fought over by countless people.
Excluding the process of absorbing the ghost essence, she only had about an hour left.
Heh… this was an impossible task.
Damn it… is sending someone to another dimension really the only way?
And just then—”You can do it.”
Yan Chuyue’s hand rested on hers.
“It’s just a formation. Yiling can definitely do it.”
“To do the impossible, that’s Yiling. You’ve always done it, haven’t you?”
