Chapter 312: Life-Bound Great Art (Makeup for 11th Missed Chapter)
Chapter 312: Life-Bound Great Art (Makeup for 11th Missed Chapter)
"I never thought this bone-piercing poison would be so effective. It actually managed to penetrate the defenses of a human skin artifact. . . directly corroding its master."
Yu Hua gazed at the scene, muttering to himself, a hint of ruthlessness then appearing on his face: "All I wanted was to join a Daoist temple and learn true Dao Arts. Why. . . why must every one of you force my hand?"
"That white-faced Daoist only gave me this poison without mentioning any fallback. . . I'm afraid he meant to make me a scapegoat. For now, the only option is to run!"
Having made up his mind, he prepared to flee.
...
"Haha. . . you're quite good, kid!"
Suddenly, a burst of laughter rang out, and Fang Xi appeared, still holding the white-faced Daoist in his hand.
"Senior? !"
"Do you know. . . what exactly happened tonight?"
Fang Xi, however, unhurriedly sat down and poured himself a pot of clear tea.
He could now confirm that the Skinless Temple Master's condition was undoubtedly extremely poor.
Furthermore, the 'Six Desires Heaven Mixing Demon' technique possessed exceptionally strong concealment abilities, making it difficult for cultivators of the same realm to see through.
"I do not know, Senior. Please enlighten me!"
Yu Hua bowed deeply.
"In short, the Skinless Temple is currently leaderless, with the various mid- and high-level Daoists engaged in infighting. . ."
Fang Xi smiled faintly, pointing at Senior Brother Li: "This person intended to offer you as a great medicine to his master, to treat the injuries from his cultivation deviation. . . However, this Daoist's own master did not wish to see this happen, and thus ordered him to secretly sabotage it. . ."
He casually tossed the white-faced Daoist onto the ground, next to Senior Brother Li, and asked indifferently, "Do you know your current predicament?"
"A scapegoat? " Yu Hua gave a bitter laugh, then suddenly bowed deeply: "Senior, please save me!"
"Hmm. . . the fact that we met first can be considered fate. However, heaven only helps those who help themselves. . ."
Fang Xi said unhurriedly: "Your magic power is weak; you are truly a burden. . . Right now, there are two great medicines on the ground. You can devour their magic power and control their skin-shells. . ."
He was still half-skeptical about whether the Dao Arts of this world could truly allow cultivators to seize each other's foundations. He needed to conduct a field investigation.
"How do I seize it?"
Yu Hua fell silent for a moment, then immediately knelt on the ground and kowtowed three times with resounding thuds.
The 'Skinning Chant' he had learned was not the complete version; it lacked this particular part.
"Not bad, not bad. . ."
Fang Xi chuckled, then transmitted a set of incantations he had obtained by searching the white-faced Daoist's soul.
Yu Hua already had a foundation in the 'Skinning Chant', so learning this Dao Art was practically divine assistance.
A moment later, he rose and walked towards Senior Brother Li and the white-faced Daoist.
...
After the time it takes for an incense stick to burn.
Fang Xi looked at Yu Hua, who stood before him with an expression of pleasant surprise.
The man was holding his hands in a spell-casting gesture, with two human skins standing to his left and right.
These two human skins were precisely those of Senior Brother Li and the white-faced Daoist.
Under Yu Hua's command, these two human skins rapidly swelled, transforming into two human puppets that fiercely performed a set of long-fist martial arts, striking with powerful gusts of wind.
Bang!
Senior Brother Li's puppet punched the pillar of the room, and a deep fist-print actually appeared on it.
Meanwhile, the white-faced Daoist's puppet brandished a dagger and sliced at its finger.
Snap!
The dagger broke into two halves, falling to the ground.
These two skin-puppets were incredibly powerful, their limbs comparable to peerless weapons!
Not only that, but after controlling the two human skins, Yu Hua's own cultivation also surged significantly, as if he had swallowed some miraculous elixir.
"This Dao Art. . . is truly bizarre to the extreme."
Fang Xi looked at Yu Hua, whose face was filled with delight, and muttered to himself. Then, he let out a sinister, cackling laugh: "Right now, you're merely a slightly larger ant. . . if you refine yourself into a human skin artifact, then as soon as you encounter a Daoist who cultivates the 'Skin Puppet Art', a casual gesture from them. . . and you're gone!"
"Skin Puppet Art? ! " Yu Hua stopped his spell-casting, his gaze fixed intensely on Fang Xi.
"From a Dao, one obtains a Technique; from a Technique, one obtains an Art. . . The Skinless Temple's ultimate inheritance is the 'Blood Skin Art', and after that comes the 'Skin Puppet Art'. . . If you acquire the 'Skin Puppet Art', you'll have hope of reaching Foundation Establishment!"
Fang Xi explained with a smile.
"Senior, if you have any requests, please state them directly. This junior, in any case, cannot refuse. . . " Yu Hua's heart stirred for a moment, then he became expressionless.
"Very good, only then is there value in saving you. . . I don't know the 'Skin Puppet Art' myself, but I know someone who does. Do you dare come with me?"
Fang Xi asked.
"Please lead the way, Senior! " Yu Hua cupped his fists.
"Haha!"
Fang Xi chuckled, grabbed Yu Hua's arm, and swaggered out of the room.
Along the way, Yu Hua saw many patrolling Daoists, yet they seemed to completely ignore the two of them.
Fang Xi, on the other hand, seemed to know the way intimately, passing through halls all the way to a palace.
Yu Hua looked up and saw the palace's plaque—Wu Yuan Hall!
"To take down this person around that old geezer, without making any disturbance, will indeed be somewhat troublesome."
Fang Xi mumbled, then patted his storage bag at his waist.
Azure formation flags appeared one after another, sent into the surroundings, disappearing into the palace walls and artificial rocks.
As for the Daoists near Wu Yuan Hall, they dared not patrol close by, which instead provided him with much convenience.
After the formation was set up, Fang Xi formed a spell seal with one hand and uttered, "Rise!"
An invisible ripple instantly spread out, like a giant bowl, enveloping Wu Yuan Hall within it.
"Good. With this, no matter how much the world turns upside down here, there won't be a single sound outside. "Fang Xi walked into the palace with his hands clasped behind his back.
"Who are you?"
A human skin, its face painted with blush like a maidservant, discovered Fang Xi and immediately shrieked, its hands reaching out to grasp at him.
A metallic sheen actually appeared on her translucent human skin palms, capable of scratching marks onto even powerful artifacts!
Sizzle!
The maidservant skin-puppet's palms swept past Fang Xi, only creating trails of sparks, yet Fang Xi's chest remained completely unharmed.
He seized the maidservant, and corpse-fire appeared on his palm, instantly reducing it to ashes.
At this moment, skin-puppets surrounded them one after another; there were at least over a hundred of them.
"Who are you?"
"Who are you?"
One by one, the skin-puppets suddenly spoke, countless voices overlapping.
"The one who will take your life."
Fang Xi responded calmly, forming a spell seal with both hands. A burst of inky black light shot skyward, transforming into countless dense threads that abruptly pierced through each and every skin-puppet.
"A True Man Daoist? !"
The skin-puppets let out strange cries, and a few surviving ones tried to escape: "Master, save me! !"
Alas, they hadn't run far before an inky black light pierced them from behind.
Yu Hua stared blankly at the piercing object; it seemed to be an inky black fingernail.
And the thunderous roars from just now had not transmitted outward in the slightest.
"Senior. . . are you a True Man? !"
Yu Hua looked at Fang Xi, somewhat in disbelief.
Fang Xi, at this moment, was searching the souls of the various human skins, barely obtaining what he desired: "I can transmit the 'Skin Puppet Art' to you. . . but you must also do one thing."
"Please command me, True Man!"
Yu Hua's heart pounded with excitement. He vaguely sensed that this was the greatest opportunity of his life!
"After mastering this art, devour all these human skins in the hall. . . then advance to the Dao Base realm!"
Fang Xi pointed to the human skins in the hall, which were still pierced by black threads and unable to move, and said with a smile.
"Dao Base? !"
Yu Hua's mouth fell open: "I can. . . become a Daoist? !"
"As long as your will is firm enough, there shouldn't be much of a problem. . . " Fang Xi stroked his chin and began transmitting the art.
As for this world's demonic arts, he still needed an experimental subject to test the difference between them and the 'Dao Xian Ji' method.
After that, he could then go and seize the 'Blood Skin Art'.
...
Although Wu Yuan Hall was located in a remote area, once dawn broke and the disappearances of Senior Brother Li and the white-faced Daoist were discovered, it would undoubtedly cause a sensation.
Therefore, Fang Xi chose to take these human skins, along with the Shadow Transformation Daoist within them, and Yu Hua. They first stealthily left the Skinless Temple, then casually found an abandoned house in the city, only then beginning to unhurriedly impart the cultivation method.
"Skin Puppet Art. . ."
Yu Hua sat cross-legged, holding a skin-puppet in his hand.
That was a part of the Shadow Transformation Daoist, but after being suppressed by Fang Xi's demonic arts, it was like a dead object, easily refined by Yu Hua.
In fact, his magic power had even increased by several points!
Next door, Fang Xi withdrew his Divine Consciousness: "This 'Skin Puppet Art' is truly quite marvelous. . . The higher the magic power, the more skin-puppets one can control. . . Each skin-puppet is at least equivalent to a Qi Refinement puppet. . . If the numbers increase, even a Foundation Establishment cultivator would have to flee in a hurry."
"Even stranger, through mutual devouring of Dao Bases, the speed of magic power advancement is simply incredible. . . With my help using demonic arts, this person went from a mere first-level Qi Refinement to almost perfected Qi Refinement in less than a month. . ."
"He can even begin preparing for Foundation Establishment now. . . The success rate is also very high."
...
Not long after, Yu Hua came to pay his respects.
"Not bad, not bad. . . It seems you already possess the qualifications to refine a Life-Bound Great Art."
Fang Xi smiled and tossed over a human skin mask.
That was the Shadow Transformation Daoist's own human skin!
After this person and his disciples went missing, the Skinless Temple was indeed in disarray for a while. However, because the old Gold Core cultivator was nearing his end, and the city was teeming with various factions, the other Daoists were unwilling to conduct a city-wide search for this matter, and so it was eventually left unresolved. . .
This gave Fang Xi a deeper understanding of the chaos and cruelty of this world.
"Many thanks, Senior. I shall go achieve Foundation Establishment now. . ."
Yu Hua's hands trembled as he took the human skin mask.
Upon this human skin mask, scarlet patterns were still throbbing, but they were pinned down by numerous talismans, completely unable to move.
He went to the adjacent seclusion chamber, and after closing the door, immediately took a deep breath.
Immediately after, Yu Hua rapidly pointed his ten fingers, and gray-white threads entered the human skin mask.
The human skin mask struggled to twitch, trying to form an angry expression, but it was held fast by the talismans, completely unable to move.
"I've only just barely grasped the 'Skin Puppet Art'. . . but it doesn't matter. As long as I refine you, I can gain all the accumulated knowledge of the 'Skin Puppet Art', easily refine my Life-Bound Great Art, and establish the foundation of the Grand Dao!"
Yu Hua said to the human face, then closed his eyes and began refining. . .
Three months later.
Fang Xi, who was in the small pavilion, felt the convergence of spiritual energy and couldn't help but reveal a faint smile: "It's done. . . However, this feeling is still somewhat different from 'Dao Xian Ji'. The Dao Arts of this world are quite ingenious. . . taking the path of collective rapid achievement."
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