Chapter Ten: The Tang Dynasty's Young Mistress

  Wang Qi did not dare to disobey Xuan Kong's intention, and slowly crept to the side of the female corpse. Looking down, he saw that the several finger holes on the ground were as deep and neat as if they had been carved out with a chisel.

  King Qi couldn't help but pat his chest and feel a lingering fear.

  He walked to the front of the female corpse, carefully bent his fingers and plucked her fingernails, which were as hard as iron hooks. Wang Qi frowned and asked again: "Master, do you really want to tear off the talisman?"

  Xuan Kong smiled and said, "This talisman was obtained by me in Runzhou Liangchang Mountain's Fangming Cave Heaven, where I exchanged it with Li Zhenren using our magical skills. It is the handwriting of Mao Shan Zi Yang Zhenren himself, so naturally we can't just abandon it here."

  "Ziyang Zhenren!" A small golden star flashed in Wang Qi's eyes.

  Xuán Kōng found it amusing, "It seems even in ancient times there were fans who chased after celebrities."

  Wang Qi may not be very clear about Liang Changshan's release of the Dongtian position in the 36th Dongtian of Taoism, but he must have some understanding of Ziyang Zhenren. In this world, the Mao Shan sect is more prosperous than the historical development of the previous life, and the Taoist priests of Mao Shan are also very famous.

  However, unlike the Mount Lu school which was named after its establishment on Mount Lu, the sect that established itself on Mount Mao is actually the Southern Orthodox School of Taoism's Zi Yang Sect. The True Man of Purple Sunlight also has other names such as Master Wuzhen and Immortal of Purple Sunlight, who is the founder of the Mao Mountain Zi Yang Sect!

  I don't know how Master Brother got in touch with Li Zhenren and Zi Yang Zhenren.

  But as long as you get along well with Big Brother Master...

  Wang Qi's mouth was watering, and he felt that his future in cultivation was bright!

  Carefully, Wang Qi tore off the talisman written by Zi Yang Zhen Ren from the woman's corpse and held it in his hand as he burrowed into the mud. The woman's corpse, which had been suppressed by the talisman, was still unconscious and was plunged into darkness, with a scorching heat flowing from her forehead to her entire body.

  She certainly knew that she had encountered a superior person. The consciousness of hundreds of years of sleep was exchanged for the present, and the female corpse did not want to hand herself over here either.

  Not chasing after Wang Qi, she turned around and wanted to escape, but how could Xuan Kong possibly let her leave?

  "With a loud shout in his mouth: 'Monster, where are you going!' The treasure sword on Xu Kong's back automatically flew into his hand, and one sword slashed towards the female corpse's back."

  Feeling the sharp edge behind her, the female corpse let out a shrill cry and turned around to block with both hands. Her hard-as-iron fingernails clamped down on Xu Kong's sword. Xu Kong flew back, his legs kicking against the female corpse's chest. The soft and fluffy sensation made his heart skip a beat, and he hastily withdrew his strength and jumped backward.

  The female corpse was originally going to close her eyes and wait for death, but she felt a slight relief in the pressure on her chest, and Xuan Kong had already appeared behind her.

  Xuan Kong's body floated gently with the breeze, but the female corpse's left claw swiped at him again and again without causing any harm. Wang Qi's heart was tense, seeing his long sword on the table, he drew it out with a swift motion, ready to pounce onto the female corpse's body.

  The female corpse turned around and spared Xuankong, her claw swiping towards Wang Qi's heart.

  Wang Qi saw the master's treasured sword making the female corpse suffer loss after loss, and his heart was no longer as fearful as it was at first. Calmly, he made a move with the Cui Mountain Sword Technique. The long sword and sharp claws intersected, Wang Qi only felt a shake in his palm, and suddenly there was only an empty sword hilt left.

  "Your opponent is me!" Xuán Kōng's eyes looked unwell, his left hand formed a sword gesture, and he pointed to his own brow.

  Then, he pointed at the female corpse from a distance. A golden light shot out from Xu Kong's left hand sword gesture, shattering the female corpse's right little finger nail. The female corpse let out a startled scream, opened her mouth and spat out a wisp of fog, intending to escape while hiding in the fog.

  This fog is not simple, the female corpse has had hundreds of years of cultivation and is only one step away from condensing into a Corpse Dan.

  And this fog was the corpse energy stored in her body, originally intended to condense into a Corpse Dan. But when she encountered Xuan Kong, she had no choice but to spew out a large amount, hoping to block Xuan Kong's pursuit.

  "Hmph, the glow of the firefly dares to be presumptuous?" Xuan Kong silently recited a true mantra for controlling fire in his mouth. The fire was the three-flavored true fire that would fiercely burn when it encountered the corpse's aura. Xuan Kong sneered and raised his hand, forming a circle with the burning three-flavored true fire in mid-air, surrounding the female corpse inside.

  The female corpse saw that things were not going well, and she took a few steps to the east and west, but it was a desperate discovery that the three flavors of true fire in Xuan Kong had no gaps.

  "Master, spare my life!" The female corpse had nowhere to turn and surprisingly knelt down in front of Xu Kong.

  Her voice was a little hoarse, it was the result of using her magical power to vibrate, but the expression on her face was so touching that it made people feel pity. Wang Qi's heart was filled with admiration, he looked at Xuan Kong and said: "Big brother master, I often hear our master say that all living things have a hard time surviving."

  "These freaks want to become immortals, it's a hundred times more difficult for them than for us, so why don't we just let her off this one time?"

  Sanwei Zhenhuo stepped aside, and Xuan Kong led Wang Qi through the gap into the circle. He smiled at Wang Qi and said, "You only see her beautiful appearance, but do you know what a corpse would look like after being buried underground for hundreds of years?"

  Wang Qi thought for a moment, feeling nauseous in his chest, but looking again at the pale face of the female corpse: "Big Brother..."

  Xuan Kong saw Wang Qi not willing to loosen his mouth, smiled, stretched out his hand from his sleeve and pulled out a wine gourd, took a sip of the wine in his mouth. Silently reciting the mantra, a mouthful of wine vapor sprayed onto the female corpse's face, but the female corpse's complexion did not change, still as beautiful as before.

  "This is unscientific!" Xuan Kong originally wanted to point at the female corpse and educate Wang Qi, but when he turned his head back, his eyes almost popped out.

  It's impossible! This female corpse also has several hundred years of Taoist practice, it's impossible that she still looks like this.

  Xuan Kong bit his finger, drew a spiritual symbol and threw it onto the female corpse. After the symbol dissipated, the female corpse's appearance remained unchanged, revealing her original appearance was indeed this way, making Xuan Kong almost scratch his scalp in frustration.

  "Where did you learn from?" Xuan Kong raised an eyebrow and asked.

  It's impossible for a monster like this, who has become a spirit after death, to remain calm and composed in a natural situation.

  The female corpse was also stunned and replied in a hoarse voice: "I am a Tang person, married to another country, without a teacher."

  "No mentor?" Xuan Kong was skeptical.

  The female corpse's face turned even paler, fearful that Xuan Kong would make a move. She spat out a precious jade from her mouth: "This is my token of identification. I am the Princess of the Great Tang Dynasty. In the past, when Your Majesty's younger brother returned from his journey to the West, I was married off to the Wujiguo Kingdom, but unfortunately died halfway and was buried by the guards at White Tiger Ridge. When I awoke again, I had this appearance."

  Xuan Kong stretched out his hand and beckoned, summoning the beautiful jade from in front of the female corpse. On it were indeed written the large characters "Da Tang Jun Zhu". He didn't bother to look further down, anyway this world was quite different from the one he had transmigrated from in his previous life, and he himself might not necessarily know who this or that Jun Zhu was.

  His face turned pale as the words "Datang Royal Brother", "Westward Journey", "Wujiguo" and "Baitu Ridge" popped out one by one, almost as white as the female corpse. He held his head in his hands, unable to believe what kind of world this was!