Cultivation through Skin Making

Chapter 207: 140. Purple Mansion Gazes at Qi Chu Capital Medical Pavilion (7.2K words - Large Chapter Seeking Subscription)


In the span of a single thought, just a mere instant, life is born and then extinguished, how can it possibly endure?

Yet the thought that Zhang Han's fragmented soul brought into his mind has not only evaded his scrutiny but also persisted until now?

"Late Stage of Purple Mansion," these words suddenly surfaced from the depths of Song Yan's heart.

Using the "Ghost Infant Scripture" and the information left behind in Zhang Han's soul fragment, Song Yan had some understanding of the Late Stage of the Purple Mansion.

"Spiritual Thought" is a characteristic of the Late Stage of the Purple Mansion.

This is a very special thought; the so-called avatar of the Late Stage of the Purple Mansion comes from this.

When one thought enters a mortal's body, it forcefully suppresses that person's divine soul and then takes over the dominant position, akin to possession.

However, this method of "One Thought Possession" can only be used on those below Refining Profound, and if one hasn't seated the Profound Heart, the consumption would be quite significant, and it is a continuous consumption.

As for the thought leaving the individual, wandering alone outside, eternal for a millennium, storing information, and still serving as a key to the Secret Realm, that is simply unachievable. Therefore, the thought from the Insect Race in Ling Madam's mind must at least be Divine Infant Realm.

Moreover, "Spiritual Thought," due to its independence and persistence, can naturally also serve as a means of communication.

But this communication can only be used on those of the Crimson Palace and above; for lower realms, it is simply "possession."

The Crimson Palace that has received the "Spiritual Thought" will have its thoughts and contemplations in its mind peeked to a certain extent.

The Purple Mansion, having accepted the "Spiritual Thought," will not have its thoughts spied upon due to its own strong thoughts. However, by being more cautious, it can confine the "Spiritual Thought" within its own thoughts.

Without a doubt, the "Spiritual Thought" in Zhang Han's mind was confined tightly, hidden deeply; otherwise, Song Yan wouldn't have missed it.

At this moment...

Song Yan suppressed his heartbeat and the urge to respond hurriedly, quickly organizing his thoughts, as the next statement might decide the environment he would confront.

Is it good or bad? Is it life or death? Is it a future full of possibilities, or destitution? Sometimes, isn't it all just within a single sentence?

Fragments of memory about Zhang Han flashed through his mind again; these fragments were obtained from the fragmented soul.

In a snowy land, an Earth Demon heart, a Fox Demon traveling from afar, bowing from a distance...

Zhang Han sat poised with a demon heart, surrounded by howling spinning red demon bones, concealing his face...

A brief exchange, the manifestation of Spiritual Thought, made Zhang Han realize he was no match...

Then, Zhang Han accepted the task.

'So, the others did not see Zhang Han's appearance.'

'Just like how the ancestor of the Purple Mansion and Ling Madam communicated while dealing with the two-headed Bilanspirited-devouring insects, they confirmed each other's thoughts, not through anything else.'

'Since that is the case, if Madam Ling can pretend to be Aunt Zhu, why can't I pretend to be Zhang Han?'

Song Yan let out a light breath, but then his heart tightened again.

'What if there's deception?'

'What if the others don't know where I am and are trying to lure me out?'

'Or, perhaps the others are unsure whether I'm alive or dead, so they're probing?'

'Should I respond, or not?'

As Song Yan was contemplating this, more intriguing thoughts brought forth a new voice.

The voice carried a growing impatience along with a hint of contempt.

"A small place, after all, has little insight.

Right now... are you in the east?

Hmm, toward the sea, the edge of the deep sea."

Song Yan nearly jumped up like a cat with its tail stepped on upon hearing this information.

An indescribable helplessness arose from his heart, almost halting his breath.

It was like the old guard of the Purple Mansion, a powerful race with abundant heritage and countless resources crushing him, just a newcomer to the Purple Mansion, an impoverished youth.

Nevertheless, he did not respond.

If you have the ability, keep talking.

As expected, the owner of this voice, wanting to use him, continued talking.

"The Purple Mansion Realm has a treasure known as the Qi Observation Pearl. This pearl can distinguish the aura above the Crimson Palace; anything below the Crimson Palace appears white, above it as red. Additionally, it can detect racial aura to some extent.

This item is not of much use in the Mountain and Sea Kingdom because everywhere is filled with strong auras, chaotic and overwhelming, akin to a sky full of red clouds, at best having a small-range function, used primarily to prevent Ancient Race invasions. However, the Ancient Race has several ways to counteract it, disrupting techniques, overall... quite useless.

But, in a small place like the Jin Kingdom, it's very useful.

Imagine in a land of mortals, a patch of red clouds suddenly appears; isn't it noticeable?

Imagine the East Sea, a forbidden place for mortals, where a group of sea beasts reside, suddenly a Human Race aura appears, and it's a red cloud; isn't it noticeable?

Your luck is good, no sea demon has taken notice of you, otherwise, if you were targeted, you wouldn't have good news."

Song Yan: ...

Purple Mansion Realm Qi Observation Pearl?

Can observe aura above the Crimson Palace?

Can distinguish between Human Race and Demon Race aura?

No wonder Granny Hong and the Ancient General are so convinced about the idea that "once a Purple Mansion arrives, he simply can't hide."

So that's what's going on.

Who can possibly hide here?

If he were like Master Li, hiding in a Land of No Profound, wouldn't he be dragged out in an instant?

Song Yan sighed lightly, displaying a self-mocking bitter smile.

At the same time, the deep-sea edge he considered relatively safe suddenly felt less so.

Perhaps, he's already been targeted by sea demons; they just haven't had the manpower to deal with him, or maybe he hasn't yet entered the sea demons' "kill zone."

After all, he is of the Purple Mansion Realm, not so easy to kill.

But on second thought, if the sea demons learned that his Purple Mansion Realm is "empty-handed, without any treasures or background," would they come for him immediately...

If you find any errors ( broken links, non-standard content, etc.. ), Please let us know < report chapter > so we can fix it as soon as possible.


Use arrow keys (or A / D) to PREV/NEXT chapter