Chapter 461
Chapter 461
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>Translator: Ryuma
>Chapter: 461
>Chapter Title: Sitting Lotus
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Seeing that the method from his memories worked, Li Huowang repeated the trick, draping a fresh face over Ershen’s.
The two who had been laughing maniacally while devouring food finally quieted down.
“What in the world is going on! We were fine just moments ago, so why have they turned into this?!”
“What in the world is going on! We were fine just moments ago, so why have they turned into this?!”
“What in the world is going on! We were fine just moments ago, so why have they turned into this?!”
Li Huowang’s three reluctant faces muttered to themselves in unison.
Though he had temporarily suppressed them using the Sitting and Forgetting Dao’s abilities, their trembling bodies proved they were still struggling. This wasn’t a long-term solution.
The most important thing was to find the root cause and resolve it.
At that moment, Zhuge Yuan voiced his speculation.
“Brother Li, though the Xianjia take many forms, at their core, they’re all just evils.”
“Anything that can affect ordinary evils can affect them too.”
“With evils suddenly surging outside, plus the changes in the Xianjia, it’s clear this heavenly disaster is deeply tied to them. The disaster is the true root of it all.”
But this information didn’t help Li Huowang much. Resolving a heavenly disaster was far beyond his capabilities—he didn’t even know where to begin.
Glancing once more at the pitch-black sky outside, Li Huowang gnashed his teeth.
“What the hell is the Bureau of Heavenly Surveillance doing? Are they really planning to let the world descend into chaos? If this keeps up, this damn place is finished!!”
“Kid! Bring a messenger pigeon over!!”
Li Huowang stuck his head out, clutching the token Liu Zongyuan had given him, and called to Yang Xiaohai in the courtyard.
“Messenger pigeon? I don’t have any, but I’ve got a sparrow I was planning to roast—will that do?”
“Fine!”
He planned to use Liu Zongyuan to figure out what was happening with the Bureau of Heavenly Surveillance and how long this heavenly disaster would last.
With Li Huowang’s letter tied to its leg via a sliver of crescent moon bamboo, the sparrow vanished into the pitch-black sky.
But before Li Huowang could catch his breath, cries of alarm rose from the courtyard.
When Li Huowang rushed out, he saw things crouched on the walls, peering about.
They barely qualified as human, covered head to toe in filth and dirt, their bodies folded and spliced together like bricks made of rotting meat.
The one thing they shared with the earlier evils was their piled-on grinning faces.
“We’re done for, we’re done for—they’ve all turned into ghosts, come to claim Miss Bai’s life! I said we should bury them farther away, but no one listened—had to bury them on the back hill!”
“Shut up! These corpses are just possessed by something! Nothing scary about it! There are no such things as ghosts in this world!!”
Bai Lingmiao, wearing Li Huowang’s face, and Ershen flanked him, one drawing the Violet-Spike Sword, the other the copper coin sword, as they charged the wall alongside Li Huowang.
Across the three walls of the courtyard, the trio dispatched the abominations like chopping vegetables.
These ordinary evils were no match for Li Huowang.
Just as the situation seemed under control again, Li Huowang heard a snap—one of the two threads in his mind had broken.
Turning to Ershen, he saw that the face she had pasted on was now only half there, somehow.
“Hahahaha~!”
Ershen’s mad laughter echoed through Oxheart Village. On all fours like a beast, she turned toward the Bai family ancestral hall.
“Senior Brother Li! Come quick!”
Li Huowang’s heart burned with anxiety. The evil assault wasn’t over, and now Ershen had bolted.
Caught in a dilemma, he heard the Bai family gates kicked open. High Zhijian, hefting his giant halberd, swept through the remaining evils with a single devastating sweep.
He shouted up at Li Huowang on the wall:
“Go!”
Free of worries behind him, Li Huowang grabbed Bai Lingmiao and pursued Ershen.
With talismans on his knees, Li Huowang moved swiftly, catching up to Ershen bounding across the tiled roofs in mere steps.
Just as he reached for her, Ershen twisted midair and leaped into the Bai family ancestral hall.
Following a hidden door in the wall, Li Huowang burst into the White Lotus Cult’s main hall, trailing Ershen’s steps straight into that secret chamber.
Ershen halted amid the scrolls, cackling wildly.
When she saw Li Huowang staring at her, endless clear tears streamed from the corners of her eyes.
With all her strength, she shouted at Li Huowang:
“Hahaha!! Senior Brother Li!!! We might really be dying!! Hahaha! The Xianjia think the mortal world has become theirs! They want to descend using our bodies!! Hahaha!”
“We’ve got nothing else to leave you—the White Lotus Cult gods’ spirit-medium powers! Maybe you can use them after we’re gone! Hahaha!!”
Ershen’s beastly face twisted with extreme joy and sorrow, terrifying to behold, but to Li Huowang, it only showed her care for him.
“Don’t talk like that. The disaster will pass! You won’t die! Be good—sleep now.”
Li Huowang raised his face again, moving to cover hers.
“Brother Li, that won’t work. Hurry and place that Twelve Grades Merit Jade Lotus on her head, have her sit cross-legged, hands in lotus mudra!”
Following Zhuge Yuan’s pointing finger, Li Huowang spotted the jade lotus emanating soft light.
“Brother Li, quick! If those evils truly take over your beloved’s body, she’ll be lost!”
Hearing this, Li Huowang complied at once. The moment he placed the jade lotus on Ershen’s head, her laughter ceased, replaced by an explosive wail hidden beneath it.
“Don’t cry yet! Form the lotus mudra!”
As Ershen’s sharp nails twisted into an exaggerated lotus shape, the white lotus’s light gathered and condensed, flowing from its base into her body.
Bathed in the gentle light like clear water, the Xianjia elements on her body shrank and receded.
Soon, Ershen looked more and more like Bai Lingmiao. Just as Li Huowang’s joy peaked, Ershen’s body began turning transparent—she was fading!
Terrified, Li Huowang yanked the jade lotus away. Seeing her solidify again, he exhaled in relief.
This seemed a powerful ritual implement, but dangerous if mishandled.
With Ershen stabilized, Li Huowang placed the lotus base on Bai Lingmiao’s head as well.
As the gentle light washed over her like clear water, the human skin on her face peeled away first.
Then the tangled bizarre Xianjia elements, and finally the baleful aura coiled in her heart.
(End of chapter)