Chapter 1130: Ghost Beast Parasite, Is It Myself?

"You scum, get out here!"

When Rao Yaoyao raised the Xuan Cang Shen Jian high and struck it against the entrance of the "Tian San" cell, the sword light rampaged, completely destroying the sealed barrier. Xu Xiaoshou's eyes nearly popped out.

She really dared to do it?

How had she become so reckless?

What gave her the confidence? Inside was Han Ye, a Ban Sheng. Could it be that in just a few days, Rao Yaoyao had also become a Ban Sheng?

"Shocked, passive points, 1."

Xu Xiaoshou truly felt that Rao Yaoyao had changed.

She had become so fierce and ruthless, turning into the very kind of enemy she once despised—someone who didn't reason at all and didn't consider the consequences, only focusing on the moment.

Ye Xiao was equally shocked by Rao Yaoyao's transformation.

Before this, the Rao Yaoyao she knew would never have made such a move.

Without fully understanding Han Ye's identity, how could Rao Yaoyao dare to release him so easily?

With the status of a Jian Xian and Tai Xu, challenging a Ban Sheng—Rao Yaoyao wouldn't normally act so impulsively and make such a foolish decision!

She was someone who was indecisive... no, better to say, someone who considered the bigger picture, reluctant to act rashly, always thinking things through thoroughly before striking like thunder.

But now?

It was completely different!

What had changed her?

Ye Xiao couldn't believe a person could change so much in such a short time.

She looked around, suspecting that Rao Yaoyao had brought some hidden ally.

Maybe another Ban Sheng.

But why would a Ban Sheng hide and not show themselves?

After searching, Ye Xiao found no trace of this so-called "ally Ban Sheng." She was baffled.

This meant that Rao Yaoyao really intended to face a saint, fight a saint, and slay a saint all by herself.

"Boom!"

While the two were lost in thought, the seal on the "Tian San" cell door, now broken by the sword, burst open without hesitation, releasing a thick, frost-white chill.

The intensity and volume...

Xu Xiaoshou could tell at a glance that this was hundreds of times stronger than the Ice Wings that had protected him before, and the energy was still rising endlessly, as if it had no limit.

"Ban Sheng power!"

Earlier, it was just a faint Ban Sheng aura, making Xu Xiaoshou slightly uneasy.

But as someone who had mastered saintly power, he felt nothing when it wasn't directed at him.

Now, with the frost-white chill surging wildly, the Ban Sheng pressure was fully unleashed and impossible to hide!

"This is almost equivalent to Jiang Buyi's energy before he got angry, and even surpasses it..."

Xu Xiaoshou was shocked because the seal hadn't been fully broken yet, and Han Ye's power was only showing through the "Tian San" cell.

So, Han Ye's true strength was probably above Jiang Buyi's!

He was a genuine veteran Ban Sheng—though Xu Xiaoshou didn't know how ancient, anyone locked in this hellish Bu She Ting couldn't be weak.

"Hee hee hee hee hee..."

Laughter echoed from the cell. Han Ye never expected things to turn out this way by accident—leading to his release.

"Good, Rao Jian Xian, give me a few more strikes."

"If you want a fight, this grandpa is ready anytime. If you've got the guts, completely shatter this seal!"

Above the Necromancer Grand Mage, Ye Xiao hesitated, words on the tip of her tongue.

In the end, her eyes flickered as she stared intently at the unmoved Rao Yaoyao and swallowed her words of dissuasion.

Rao Yaoyao wasn't stupid; if she were, she wouldn't have risen to the position of Hong Yi Zhi Dao Sovereign.

She wasn't weak either; otherwise, she couldn't have earned the title of one of the Seven Jian Xian.

Rao Yaoyao bore the surname Rao, and many in Sheng Shen Hall didn't accept her, thinking she only got what she had because of her family name.

And indeed, her battle records weren't that glorious. Compared to Dao Qiong Cang, she seemed to pale, even falling short of Xun Wuyue.

But it depended on who she was compared to!

How many Dao Qiong Cang were there in the world? How many Xun Wuyue?

And how many could stand up to the top dark forces, like the giants of the Eight Zun An or Kui Lei Han, to challenge them or test their strength?

Little did people know, even someone as strong as Dao Qiong Cang ranked behind Kui Lei Han and Eight Zun An in the Ten Zun ballads. Though the ranking claimed no superiority, it was inevitably influenced by subjective views.

If someone else were in Rao Yaoyao's position, could they do better?

More likely, they'd be dead and buried!

Ye Xiao always felt that the surname "Rao" had both elevated Rao Yaoyao and held her back.

Too many people overlooked her brilliance, seeing her achievements as the family's due, or even insufficient.

But think differently—if Rao Yaoyao didn't have that surname?

As a woman, she had entered the Sheng Shen Hall's Ten-Person Council, overseeing the extermination of Gui Shou across the five domains of the continent, maintaining peace and prosperity. Yet, because of the word "Gui Shou," her feats went unrecognized. Could outsiders achieve that?

The Rao surname wasn't rare, but it wasn't common either; among the younger generation of the Five Saint Emperor families, there were plenty eager for power.

Was there no competition?

Why was the position of Hong Yi Zhi Dao Sovereign only for Rao Yaoyao, and no one else could hold it?

Because only she could keep it under control!

"Break!"

With a clear shout, the sword light flashed invisibly.

The seal at the cell entrance, the spirit arrays on the tables, the spirit lines on the giant instruments outside the hall... every node of the Bu She Ting's great sealing array was affected, collapsing with a boom.

Cracks spread everywhere, even shattering the spatial nodes in the void.

The eternal rules of Bu She Ting were altered at that moment, as if some balance had been broken.

"Boom!"

At a certain point, the "Tian San" cell door, no longer restrained by the seal, was kicked open from inside, flying into the air with a massive crash and shattering into ice shards that thudded to the ground.

"Hee hee hee hee hee..."

The strange, unrestrained laughter echoed all around, filled with excitement, exhilaration, and the cathartic release of long-suppressed emotions.

Xu Xiaoshou weakly retreated to the farthest corner of the impending battlefield, staring fixedly at the figure emerging from the cell that belonged to Han Ye.

With the door gone, the "Tian San" cell was entirely a world of frost-white.

Contrary to expectations of utter darkness, the cell was somewhat bright, like an ice crystal cave that refracted light from multiple angles.

Overhead and on the walls hung translucent blue-white icicles, exuding a bone-chilling aura with dense frost mist.

The cell was vast, matching the scale of the giants' hall.

The ice crystal cave inside was equally enormous, covering everything in all directions—truly a paradise for ice-type spirit refiners.

But the man emerging from the frost mist was quite small.

He was smaller than the average human, about seven chi tall, with lean limbs and pale skin, as if ruined by years in the ice.

Is this Han Ye?

Xu Xiaoshou was stunned; it didn't match his expectations at all.

Han Ye... just from the name, you'd think he'd be a towering, broad-shouldered bald man. How could he be this petite figure?

As the frost mist swirled, the bare Han Ye strolled out boldly, seemingly unaware of shame.

He walked and laughed.

His "hee hee hee" laughter perfectly suited his frame. Once he fully exited the cell, he stopped laughing.

Xu Xiaoshou got a clear look at Han Ye's face.

Surprisingly, it wasn't the sharp, monkey-like features you'd expect from his build and laugh.

Instead, Han Ye was quite cute.

His big, round eyes were almost all black, with no visible pupils, and his skin was pale but smooth and tender.

Additionally, a long, fluffy, snow-white tail was coiled around his waist, perfectly covering his vital areas front and back, wrapping around more than once.

Well, that might be why he felt no shame.

"Ah, this..."

Xu Xiaoshou blinked, instantly realizing Han Ye wasn't human!

Normal people don't have tails, and their appearance isn't this strange.

Though cute, Han Ye's cuteness was like that of a pet, not a person.

Han Ye's emergence brought a surge of intense frost-white chill.

The moment he stepped out, frost spread everywhere in Bu She Ting, like misty clouds in the heavens.

In the next second, the walls, floors, pillars, and furnishings all crackled, freezing into blue-white ice crystals.

Rao Yaoyao gripped the Xuan Cang Shen Jian, her eyes narrowing.

"You..."

"Hold on, don't speak yet."

With a swipe, Han Ye raised his hand, stopping Rao Yaoyao.

He seemed to have no immediate intent to attack, as if brewing something. Then he bent over, clutching his belly in laughter.

"Hee hee hee hee..."

Tears welled in his eyes as he quickly wiped them away, then threw his head back and roared at the sky:

"Ah ah ah, Yan Wuse, you damn Yu Kun Peng, this grandpa is back! Your good days are numbered!"

Xu Xiaoshou was dumbfounded. What was this? He stopped Rao Yaoyao just to say that?

If you were going to shout, shouldn't it have been with your entrance? Did you forget?

And who were these two...

Xu Xiaoshou had never heard of them.

But he quickly noticed Rao Yaoyao and Ye Xiao's faces tense up simultaneously, as if they'd heard something monumental.

"They must be Han Ye's enemies, probably the experts from Sheng Shen Hall who imprisoned him," Xu Xiaoshou silently noted the two names.

Rao Yaoyao quickly regained her composure, flipping the Xuan Cang Shen Jian in her hand and adopting a serious fighting stance.

"You."

"Hold on."

With another swipe, Han Ye extended his hand again, stopping Rao Yaoyao once more.

He sized up the sword-wielding woman in front of him, glanced at Ye Xiao on the Necromancer Grand Mage's shoulder, and finally fixed his gaze on Xu Xiaoshou cowering in the corner.

"They all have clothes..."

He muttered, then laughed, tightened his legs, and cupped his fists toward the group.

"A bit rude, my apologies."

Then he turned to Xu Xiaoshou with an unfriendly tone:

"Kid, give this grandpa some clothes to wear."

...Are you sick?

Xu Xiaoshou was stunned as he fished out clothes and tossed them over.

He recalled Han Ye's earlier words—this guy actually claimed they were alike, cut from the same cloth.

What the hell? Where was I like this?

This absurd, completely out-of-tune guy who couldn't even focus on the battle at hand—how was I like him?

Under the watchful eyes of the three, Han Ye unashamedly put on the clothes, then used an ice blade to cut off the excess hem and sleeves until it felt less uncomfortable. Only then did he smile and speak:

"Alright, this grandpa will give you three questions as thanks."

He wore the robe crookedly, as if not used to it, but waved it off and continued in that granting tone, who knows where he picked it up from.

"What is your Gui Shou true form?"

Rao Yaoyao didn't attack and instead asked directly.

Han Ye looked over with a laugh, looking harmless, but his tone was mocking:

"That's two questions, right? I said, this grandpa isn't a Gui Shou."

"What is your true form?"

Rao Yaoyao pressed on.

Han Ye chuckled, his big black eyes narrowing into cute slits, then opening wide with a serious expression:

"This... I won't disclose."

Rao Yaoyao felt a momentary daze.

For a second, she even thought Han Ye was Xu Xiaoshou in disguise, spouting nothing but nonsense that normal people couldn't engage with.

Her face turned as cold as the surroundings, and she sneered:

"Fine, then the last question... As a Gui Shou, how long do you need to recover to your original cultivation after escaping?"

The moment she spoke, Bu She Ting fell silent for a brief instant.

Xu Xiaoshou suddenly understood why Rao Yaoyao dared to act.

If her judgment was correct and Han Ye was indeed lying—that he was essentially a Gui Shou—then based on past knowledge of Gui Shou...

Even someone like Feng Yu Jin, after escaping, had to attach to Mo Mo, with his cultivation dropping significantly.

That led to him only managing Zongshi-level strength in the Tian Sang Ling Gong's Tian Xuan Gate due to the small world's suppression and the Gui Shou host's limitations.

The same went for Wu Ji Old Ancestor.

His Gui Shou host was easier to find, so he latched onto Liu Changqing, starting at the Zhan Dao level.

But that was it.

The Tian Ji Master, claimed to be second only to Dao Qiong Cang, couldn't even multitask because of the Gui Shou host's restrictions; he had to use most of his power to block the escape routes of the aberrations.

Those two—one a Sheng Di, one a Ban Sheng—both had less than a tenth of their strength after escaping.

Now, Han Ye was also a Ban Sheng...

If he was a Gui Shou and hadn't even found a host yet, what would his state be?

Peak strength?

Or even worse?

In that case, what did Rao Yaoyao have to fear?

"But all of this relies on Han Ye really being a Gui Shou... Where did she get the courage to act without even fifty percent certainty?" Xu Xiaoshou glanced strangely at Rao Yaoyao. She had changed, truly changed.

"Hee hee hee hee..."

Han Ye laughed, staring intently at Rao Yaoyao and shaking his head slightly:

"I'll say it one last time, this grandpa isn't a Gui Shou, but I can answer your question."

He raised his hand, deeply inhaling the fresh air of freedom.

Soon, two streams of frosty breath exhaled from his mouth and nose.

"The answer is... very soon!"

As soon as he finished, Han Ye clenched his outstretched hand into a fist.

At the same time, the surging Ban Sheng pressure turned almost tangible, crashing down from the sky with thunderous booms.

Rao Yaoyao, Ye Xiao, and Xu Xiaoshou were still in a slightly relaxed state and were immediately suppressed, feeling dazed.

But they had prepared defenses, so they quickly responded in different ways.

In that split second, black chilling streams erupted from Han Ye—dense Gui Shou power!

"Frost Heaven Cold Realm!"

He smashed his fists together, his eyes flashing with cold light, and from his feet as the center, the black chill spread in all directions.

In an instant, the entire space of the giants' hall in Bu She Ting shattered into pieces, then froze solid.

Tables, pillars, instruments... all turned into black ice sculptures.

The surrounding world was like a broken mirror, with no intact space left, reflecting fragmented images of several people scattered about.

Everywhere was shards, and the shards were all frozen.

Rao Yaoyao, Ye Xiao, and Xu Xiaoshou, who had just recovered, were caught off guard by the Ban Sheng force, swept up and frozen again—this was another strong control!

"Gui Shou!"

The thought flashed through all three minds.

Rao Yaoyao remained unmoved; the Qing light of the Xuan Cang Shen Jian flashed, shattering the ice crystals and unable to invade her deeply.

She flipped her hand and struck with a sword. Indeed, better to act on three parts suspicion—always the right call!

But Han Ye didn't take the strike head-on.

With a "hee hee" laugh, his form turned into black streams, flashing like lightning past Rao Yaoyao and Ye Xiao, lunging toward the rearmost Xu Xiaoshou.

The black chill enlarged in his pupils.

In that moment, all thoughts in Xu Xiaoshou's mind exploded!

He had thought he was just a spectator in this battle, needing only to cheer for Rao Yaoyao.

Watch until the end and then join a side, playing the fence-sitter role, with no worries about the future.

But before his thoughts fully turned, and before he realized what was wrong, Han Ye's actions told him... the protagonist is me!

"Damn it, Han Ye is a Gui Shou, so I'm definitely his prime choice for a host... What was I thinking, waiting to die?!"