At this moment, the voice continued to ring out.

"Still not responding?

You don't want the opportunity I'm giving you, do you really want me to drag you out? The terms will have to change then."

Song Yan sighed deeply and responded, "I failed; that kid had too many trump cards. And somehow, he learned the Visualization of the Sea of Suffering, dragging me into it. Then he used the Cold Ice Hell Bracelet to block the way, wanting to perish together with me. Had I not escaped at the last moment, I would've perished too."

"Cold Ice Hell Bracelet? Tsk, just a mere Soul Artifact. Your little place truly has nothing to offer," the voice carried a hint of mockery, then continued, "Don't worry, the Purple Mansion Realm is still rare, and there aren't many ghost cultivators in this realm. That you've managed to achieve this realm makes you a genius of sorts."

"Mere Soul Artifact... this Cold Ice Hell Bracelet is a treasure in my land of the Three Kingdoms!"

"Hahaha..."

"Master, today I realized that I, Zhang Han, am just a frog in a well that has never seen the broader world, having wasted several centuries without knowing the height of the sky and the depth of the earth, alas."

"Alright, Zhang Han, work for me earnestly in the future, and I won't treat you poorly.

My title is Infant Wail Master, waiting for you at the Desolate Wilderness entrance for a month.

Hurry over, hehehehehe..."

The voice changed abruptly, becoming shrill, like a baby's cry.

A baby's cry, coupled with the title "Infant Wail Master," ought to be somewhat amusing, yet Song Yan found it impossible to laugh. All he felt was a chilling dread, a hair-raising sensation.

He had once heard Granny Hu and Granny Hong say: the deeper the cultivation of the Multi-tailed Fox Race, the more tails they have, the more their voices resemble babies, and the more they crave human flesh.

...

...

A month later...

A figure cloaked in a silver mask appeared in the Desolate Wilderness.

On a large rock in the wilderness sat a red fox demon with its six tails raised proudly. Its eyes were narrow, and in front of it, a pot was bubbling, cooking human limbs and heads.

Those limbs were evidently fried, their surface coated with a golden crust.

"Greetings, Master."

Song Yan bowed.

The red fox demon smirked, revealing densely packed sharp teeth inside, and glanced slyly at the newcomer, "Take off the mask."

Song Yan removed it, revealing a face destroyed by Sword Qi.

All this Sword Qi was wielded by his own Sword Evil Demon Dragon, yet... despite the destruction, for a Purple Mansion cultivator, restoring a face was still quite easy.

"Forgive the unsightliness, Master," Song Yan sighed lightly, a look of reminiscence in his eyes, and then lamented, "He was really a cunning kid. I was careless. These scars, I left them as a constant reminder not to be complacent, even against weaker opponents."

Having said that, he abruptly pulled open his shirt, revealing several fine sword scars on his body.

Within the sword scars, a hint of surging Evil Qi could vaguely be seen, weaving like red threads sewing densely across, which... was the mark of a powerful ghost cultivator.

Infant Wail Master slightly raised his chin, squinting at those threads of Evil Qi, and said, "If you can challenge across realms to this extent, then Song Yan truly is an old ghost renewing his path.

You've also turned misfortune into fortune; this battle has surely solidified your realm, right?"

"Yes." Song Yan put his clothes back on.

Infant Wail Master dipped both hands into the boiling water, picked up a human hand, and began to gnaw at it, licking his tongue while emitting a shrill, baby-like nasal hum. As he ate, he said, "The people from this small place come with a scent of earth lingering on them, very fresh. Once you eat them, you can't help but want more. I've already ordered Puppet Sect to offer me three thousand people annually; this trip hasn't been in vain."

Saying this, he cast a glance at Song Yan.

Song Yan looked into the pot, abruptly seeing a human head just turned by the bubbling water.

That head could be none other than Jin Kingdom's second prince, Ma Zhao.

Indeed, those associated closely with Song Yan, located near the north and still alive... it's impossible for them to escape a fate of brutal murder.

However, his expression remained indifferent, neither sad nor joyful.

"Would you like some?" Infant Wail Master giggled.

Song Yan showed a somewhat difficult smile.

As Infant Wail Master talked, he had already finished a hand. He wiped his claws slightly, made a gesture in the void, and tossed out a Storage Bag.

Song Yan quickly caught it.

Infant Wail Master said, "Inside, you'll find a map of the Great Chu, a Qi Observation Pearl, Soul Threshold guidance, and the Mountain and Sea South Land Passage Order.

Go to the Chu Kingdom, capture that boy named Tang Fan alive, and bring him to the Chang King Soul Threshold to meet me.

The deadline is five years; by the winter of five years from now, you must appear at the Chang King Soul Threshold entrance.

By the way, Tang Fan's power and potential should be similar to Song Yan's. Having failed once, surely you won't fail a second time, will you?"

Song Yan asked, "Is there anyone at the Purple Mansion Realm in the Great Chu?"

Infant Wail Master replied, "If there were, I wouldn't be sending you there. That place's Profound Heart hasn't formed, and they can't step out into the Purple Mansion."

"Yes."

Song Yan respectfully stowed the Storage Bag, briefly scanning through it to confirm that the route to the Chu Kingdom was north through the Desolate Wilderness, past the outskirts of the Multi-tailed Fox Race, then west. After confirming, he didn't hurry off as if fleeing but instead started to lament, "Master, I'm just a little place's Purple Mansion. Besides killing intent attacks, I truly don't have any treasures worth showing, very limited in means.

Earlier, when I fought that kid Song Yan, if it weren't for the fear of hurting him, being so cautious, it wouldn't have been like this... alas..."

Infant Wail Master said, "You haven't even completed the task, yet you're already asking for rewards."

From the void, he grabbed and quickly tossed out two ropes made of unknown sinew, saying, "These are Blood-Binding Ropes.

Once subdued, bind them, and the Crimson Palace Blood will be as if frozen, unable to be used, making it very easy to take them away.

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