: Absorbing Yang to Supplement Yin

Author: Gu Zhenren

Date: 2024-07-31

Ning Zhuo stood on the broad, sturdy shoulder of the mechanical ape and opened its skull.

He then retrieved a mechanical component from his storage belt.

It was a drum.

The drum body resembled a short, thick cylinder.

The drum was painted a bright red, its surface smooth and clearly lacquered, giving it a simple yet dignified appearance.

It had two drumheads, yellowish-brown in color, stretched taut, thick, and elastic.

Around the edges of the drumheads was a ring of copper nails, each with a perfectly rounded head.

The drum body was adorned with numerous patterns and images depicting a battlefield where soldiers from opposing sides fought fiercely, all with one common trait—they were roaring with all their might.

This was the reward Ning Zhuo had obtained from the Lava Immortal Palace—the mechanical component known as the Drum of Mad Thoughts and Chaotic Rage.

Striking this drum produced a deep, resonant sound that echoed in the mind, generating various chaotic and暴躁 thoughts and emotions.

Its conventional use was to be played during battle to affect nearby enemies, driving them into a frenzied state where they would lose rationality and expose weaknesses.

However, Ning Zhuo thought of using this drum to assist the mechanical ape in its thought processes.

Even chaotic and暴躁 thoughts could still involve thinking—though the results often led to reckless attacks, disregarding personal safety to destroy the enemy!

"That’s not a problem."

"Yuan Dasheng’s spirit has advanced to the Intelligent Spirit stage, granting it considerable thinking ability."

"Using Yuan Dasheng’s spirit, it can suppress the狂暴 thoughts, preventing a complete loss of rationality."

"Of course, prolonged drumming would still fill its mind with狂暴 thoughts, overpowering Yuan Dasheng’s reason."

But this was also a state Ning Zhuo desired.

In that scenario, Yuan Dasheng would enter a complete狂暴 state. According to its mechanical setup, it would unleash at least twice its normal combat power!

After opening the mechanical ape’s skull, Ning Zhuo first inspected the Drum of Mad Thoughts and Chaotic Rage to ensure it was intact before installing it inside the ape’s head.

A prepared base was already in place inside the skull.

Ning Zhuo placed the drum on the base.

He then took out over a dozen rods, each capable of folding in the middle. He inserted them into the base, bent them at the midpoint, and attached the other ends to the mechanical slots on the drum body.

Ning Zhuo channeled a bit of magical power, and a drum sound immediately reverberated within the skull.

Confirming it was working, he began arranging the interior walls of the skull.

He took out a talisman brush and drew patterns on the inner walls, then pulled out dozens of talismans from his pouch, affixing them to the walls—even the inner surface of the skull cap wasn’t spared.

Only after completing this did he reattach the skull cap.

"I should have set up an echo formation, but for now, these talismans will have to do."

Ning Zhuo was drenched in sweat, not daring to slack off for a moment, let alone rest.

"Boss Sun is in danger. I must race against time, giving it my all to secure more chances of survival for him!"

"Ah, Boss Sun is likely suffering because of me."

"My divine ability, 'Human Life Hanging by a Thread,' is connected to him. If I’m affected, he’ll be caught in the crossfire."

"In fact, if it weren’t for me, he could have left Fire Persimmon Immortal City long ago."

"But he stayed here, wanting to help and protect me."

"Given his personality, hiding in these underground bases is worse than death for him. Yet he’s endured it until now, never complaining to me."

"Everything will be fine, it has to be!"

"Over these past days, I’ve worked hard to build my reputation, gain recognition, and plant the 'Human Life Hanging by a Thread' on many people."

"My divine ability is now complete, allowing me to draw upon others’ fortunes. I have a solid foundation of fortune to resist misfortune."

"So, Boss, you’ll be fine!"

"Boss, please don’t let anything happen to you."

While urgently upgrading the mechanical ape, Ning Zhuo struggled to calm his emotions.

Underground base.

Within the ghost mist vortex.

"Hehehe, caught you, Sun Lingtong!" Yang Chanyu giggled foolishly, her eyes dripping with affection, enough to stir anyone’s heart.

"Yang Chanyu, calm down, please calm down!" Sun Lingtong, trapped in Yang Chanyu’s embrace, struggled with all his might but couldn’t break free.

"Wait, let me go, I can’t breathe!"

His face was buried in Yang Chanyu’s chest, nearly suffocating him.

Yang Chanyu laughed softly, tightening her grip and swaying side to side as if trying to press Sun Lingtong into her own body.

Ghost energy coiled around her, filling her mind with endless desire, leaving no room for rationality.

At this critical moment, Sun Lingtong, pushed to the brink, made a breakthrough in desperation!

"Seal of Emptiness!!" He poured every ounce of his strength into summoning the mark of the Seal of Emptiness with unprecedented frenzy.

The mark glowed faintly, spreading from Sun Lingtong’s body to envelop Yang Chanyu.

It worked!

Yang Chanyu’s expression shifted between struggle and hesitation, and much of the seductive ghost energy that had infiltrated her body was expelled.

She released Sun Lingtong but still gripped his arms tightly.

"They’re going to break, they’re going to break!" Sun Lingtong cried out. "Yang Chanyu, snap out of it!"

Yang Chanyu’s expression wavered, alternating between infatuation and clarity.

Sun Lingtong, still suppressed by the ghost mist and restrained by Yang Chanyu, remained trapped.

"Xiao Zhuo, Xiao Zhuo, come save me!"

Sun Lingtong’s pupils contracted as he saw Yang Chanyu losing the battle, her expression turning痴迷 once more. She giggled foolishly and puckered her lips to kiss him.

Sun Lingtong quickly tilted his head to the right, avoiding the kiss.

Yang Chanyu pulled back and tried again.

Sun Lingtong tilted his head to the left, dodging her lips once more.

Yang Chanyu kissed repeatedly, while Sun Lingtong dodged left and right.

After repeated failures, Yang Chanyu smiled charmingly. "Little brother, I didn’t expect you to be so shy? Too bad it’s useless!"

With that, she activated a secret technique—Absorbing Yang to Supplement Yin!

"This is bad, this is really bad!" Sun Lingtong’s face flushed red with panic. Restrained, he could only brace for the impact.

"Trouble!" The same thought crossed Zhu Xuanji’s mind.

Leading the three Golden Core cultivators, he had ventured deep beneath Fire Persimmon Mountain, reaching the lair of the Fire-Blend Demon Apes.

Not only had they been ambushed, but their attempts to break through had failed, leaving them temporarily trapped in a corner by the relentless demon apes.

Zhu Xuanji stood at the forefront, a one-man防线!

Since the battle began, he had deployed countless magical treasures, his combat prowess far surpassing that of the three Golden Core cultivators.

Frowning, he repelled another attacking Golden Core-level Fire-Blend Demon Ape, then focused his golden-eyed gaze on a nearby cave entrance.

"Look over there, that cave entrance. Whenever we tried to break through in that direction, the demon apes grew extremely nervous and defended it fiercely."

"That cave likely leads outside!"

Zhu Xuanji shared his speculation via voice transmission.

"Or it could be the ape nursery," Zhou Nongying, who had retreated to the rear to tend to her injuries, added.

Zhu Xuanji continued, "Later, I’ll release a quasi-Golden Core-level mechanical construct to charge in that direction and draw the demon apes’ defense."

"Their紧张 will create openings elsewhere. We’ll feint east and strike west, seize the opportunity, break through, and retreat the way we came!"

After briefing the three Golden Core cultivators, Zhu Xuanji began a countdown via transmission.

When he reached "one," he shouted, "Now!"

Zhu Xuanji released a tiger-shaped mechanical construct, sending it charging recklessly toward the cave.

As expected, the Golden Core-level demon apes besieging them grew extremely nervous, scrambling to intercept the tiger construct.

"Go!" Zhu Xuanji led the charge, exploiting the gap in the demon apes’ formation to break through.

Roar!

The next moment, the Fire-Blend Demon Ape King descended like a demon god, intercepting Zhu Xuanji mid-charge.

Seeing Zhu Xuanji halted, the three Golden Core cultivators behind him attacked.

Their spells struck the ape king but were largely ineffective, their power reduced by at least thirty percent.

Instead, they only enraged the ape king, who roared and struck out with fists and feet, sending Zhu Xuanji flying.

It then lunged at the three Golden Core cultivators.

Their hearts racing, the cultivators scattered, causing the ape king to miss its target.

Zhu Xuanji suddenly shouted, "Don’t resist me!"

With that, he took control of the tiger construct he had sent charging earlier.

The construct, already battered and on the verge of collapse from the attacks of several Golden Core-level demon apes, now emitted several beams of牵引 light.

The light fell on the human Golden Core cultivators, exerting a powerful, irresistible pulling force.

Heeding Zhu Xuanji’s earlier warning, the cultivators offered no resistance, allowing the light to牵引 them.

The tiger construct aimed the beams at all the human Golden Core cultivators present, then suddenly turned its head, redirecting the light toward another direction.

"Roar!!!"

The Fire-Blend Demon Apes roared in unison, falling into a狂暴 state.

The human Golden Core cultivators, pulled by the light, moved with astonishing speed, reaching the other end in almost the blink of an eye.

That end was precisely the entrance to the cave they had been eyeing earlier.

"Hahaha! Well done, Lord Zhu!" Ning Jiufan laughed heartily.

"Inside! Make these Fire-Blend Demon Apes hesitate to act!" Zhu Xuanji still led the way.

Throughout the battle, he had always been at the forefront. His upright demeanor had quietly won the admiration of the three Golden Core cultivators.

"不好!" The next moment, Zhu Xuanji suddenly halted, exclaiming in a low voice.

The three Golden Core cultivators behind him looked up, their faces also changing.

An old ape was lying asleep, slowly opening its eyes. Its aura was unmistakably at the Nascent Soul level.

Roar, roar.

The Golden Core-level demon apes crowded outside the cave entrance, not a single one daring to charge in.

The human Golden Core cultivators were trapped in the middle, with a Nascent Soul-level old ape ahead and several Golden Core-level Fire-Blend Demon Apes behind them—caught between a rock and a hard place.

"This is terrible!"

"The demon apes actually have a Nascent Soul-level old ape hidden among them!!"

"Why didn’t it show itself during the earlier disturbance at the Lava Immortal Palace?"

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