Chapter 387: Morning Hear the Way, Die at Dusk and Be Content

Once more, the scene of constantly evading pursuit from the very beginning was replicated.

Two breaths later.

Bang!

The ebony sword had just flown out from between Qin Sang's eyebrows, and the sword array had barely opened when a fist struck its blade. Pushed back by the heavy blow, the sword flew directly into Qin Sang.

Boom!

Qin Sang felt an intense pain in his chest, and a sweetness rose in his throat. His upper body bent like a shrimp as he slammed hard against the wall.

Fortunately, the ebony sword was made of a magical artifact material, making it tough enough not to be shattered by the Flying Yaksha. Qin Sang also used the sword to block the punch, thus escaping harm.

At this moment, Qin Sang was in an extremely disheveled state, sprawled on the ground. Just as he was about to get up, his vision suddenly darkened as the Flying Yaksha, appearing and disappearing like a ghost, closed in on him once more.

At this moment, Qin Sang's divine sense finally recovered enough to influence the Heavenly Corpse Talisman again. He roared aloud, fully concentrating on controlling the Heavenly Corpse Talisman on the Flying Yaksha.

The Flying Yaksha hesitated slightly!

Naturally, Qin Sang wouldn't miss the opportunity he had gained. In an awkward half-lying posture, he slid out of the ice palace at top speed.

Fifteen breaths!

As if he had crossed a certain boundary, the omnipresent sense of urgency vanished, and the Flying Yaksha was nowhere to be seen.

Having finally left the evil corpse's range of activity, Qin Sang couldn't help but feel as if he had escaped from death. The tightly strung cord in his mind finally relaxed.

“Hoo... hoo...”

Qin Sang was panting heavily, and his stomach ached excruciatingly.

He gritted his teeth, clutching his dantian, and semi-sat up.

Only fifteen breaths had passed since he entered the ice palace until now. To entangle the Flying Yaksha and prevent it from attacking Yun Youzi, he had already exerted all his strength, overdrawing his Qi Sea twice in succession.

The second time, he had even directly used the most brutal method to refine elixirs, and then exhausted himself again, causing immense damage to his Qi Sea.

Qin Sang had been silently counting the time in his mind.

He had not failed his mission; the fifteen breaths of time were completed perfectly!

The Flying Yaksha's whereabouts were unknown. Qin Sang stared in Yun Youzi's direction; there was no fighting there, indicating Yun Youzi had succeeded. He couldn't help but sigh in relief.

He believed that an experienced person like Yun Youzi wouldn't make a baseless request, and fifteen breaths would certainly be enough time.

Next, Qin Sang turned his gaze to another side chamber.

Yun Youzi's entrustment was complete. Now it was his own business.

Through the spiritual soul imprint, Qin Sang sensed that the living corpse had entered the side chamber and was speeding through a narrow passage. Fortunately, the passage in the side chamber was not long and remained within Qin Sang's perception, allowing him to see its end.

Suddenly, the living corpse's figure froze.

The Flying Yaksha, which had disappeared, was now seated cross-legged in the dark chamber.

One moment it had been fiercely battling Qin Sang in the ice palace, the next it had already returned to its lair, moving faster than the living corpse, which had been continuously speeding. Its escape art was truly bizarre.

Recalling the strange scene he had just witnessed, Qin Sang hardened his resolve and controlled the living corpse to slowly walk towards the side chamber.

The Flying Yaksha heard the movement and twisted its neck.

Crack... crack...

The Flying Yaksha looked over, its pitch-black pupils devoid of any emotion, exceptionally cold.

Qin Sang was extremely nervous, controlling the living corpse to move slowly.

One step, two steps...

As the living corpse drew closer, the Flying Yaksha just watched quietly, without making any unusual moves, eventually even closing its eyes.

He had made the right bet!

Qin Sang's heart filled with joy, though he didn't know why the Flying Yaksha had changed in this way.

But for him, it was undoubtedly the best possible news.

Fearing that delays would lead to complications, Qin Sang controlled the living corpse to the entrance of the dark chamber and immediately looked left and right, searching for any potential remains or relics.

The side chamber was not large and was extremely messy inside. It was cluttered with shattered ice fragments, and the walls had countless claw marks. It was unclear if these were from a past fierce battle or if the Flying Yaksha had gone mad and created them.

All these ice fragments had fused together, indicating a very long passage of time.

Standing at the side chamber's entrance, after his gaze swept around, Qin Sang was greatly disappointed. There was nothing inside but ice fragments.

Unwilling to retreat like this, Qin Sang hesitated for a moment, then ordered the living corpse to walk inside!

The Flying Yaksha was seated cross-legged in the center of the side chamber, on the largest ice fragment, motionless.

The living corpse's back was pressed tightly against the ice wall, fearing to provoke the Flying Yaksha. It carefully circled the perimeter from right to left, meticulously checking every corner.

On the right side, nothing.

On the innermost side, nothing either.

Left...

Suddenly, the living corpse seemed to have discovered something and stopped moving. Its gaze was fixed on a section of the ice wall in the corner.

The surrounding area was covered in chaotic claw marks, but only this inconspicuous corner was surprisingly engraved with densely packed writing!

Through the living corpse.

More precisely, it was Qin Sang who felt a surge of joy upon seeing these writings. He knew this might be the only valuable thing here and hurriedly began to examine it closely.

Qin Sang's true body was seated cross-legged outside the ice palace, having just consumed some healing elixirs to recover from his injuries.

At this moment, his expression grew increasingly strange, eventually shifting to shock and awe. It seemed something extraordinary was recorded on the ice wall.

Inside the side chamber.

After finishing the content on the ice wall, the living corpse slowly turned around, looking with complex eyes at the Flying Yaksha seated cross-legged on the ice fragment.

At this moment, Qin Sang understood completely.

No wonder there were no remains of Heavenly Corpse Sect cultivators here.

Because this Flying Yaksha was either the refined corpse of that Heavenly Corpse Sect cultivator, or the cultivator himself!

This person's name was Wushang, a disciple of the Heavenly Corpse Sect!

He was at the False Core stage during his life.

The content on the ice wall was a record left by Wushang. His name was at the end, and he seemed to have encountered a very urgent crisis at that time, as the handwriting became increasingly messy. Qin Sang barely managed to decipher the final signature.

The content was divided into two parts.

The first part included what Qin Sang had obtained from the Heavenly Corpse Token: how to imprison cultivators and refine living corpses.

It also contained a secret method for elevating a living corpse into a Flying Yaksha, a secret method Qin Sang urgently desired.

Refining a Flying Yaksha was very difficult, and the secret method was exceptionally complex.

Most of the requirements were not exceedingly difficult to meet; with patient searching, they could be gathered. However, two essential items made Qin Sang exclaim how challenging it would be.

Firstly, a living corpse refined from a False Core stage cultivator.

Secondly, a Golden Core or a Demonic Core!

Only when both were fully prepared was it possible to elevate that living corpse into a Flying Yaksha and refine a corpse puppet of the Golden Core stage.

However, what most shocked Qin Sang was not this secret method, but the second part of the written record.

In the second part, the majority consisted of Wushang's self-narration, describing all the details of how he refined himself into a living corpse and then elevated it to a Flying Yaksha.

During his life, after trying countless methods and despairing of forming a Golden Core,

Wushang was unwilling for his immortal path to end there. Considering the Heavenly Corpse Sect's secret method, he had a sudden, strange idea.

Since living corpses could transform and be elevated to Flying Yakshas, he wondered, if he refined himself into a living corpse, would he also be able to...

Having thought it, he did it.

He researched for a long time and made thorough preparations.

He planted the Heavenly Corpse Talisman into his own divine soul.

He refined himself into a living corpse.

Then he refined a demonic core into his body...

A sentence was written in the record: "To understand the Dao in the morning, one may die in the evening without regret!"