Blood and qi surged within me, and I broke through the seal on my dantian.
I spoke in anger at that moment.
Once again, I regained control of my body.
Seeing that the bald bear was still preparing to kick me,
I grabbed the bald bear's ankle.
With a fierce pull,
The bald bear's face filled with shock, completely caught off guard.
With a "clang," he slammed onto the ground.
His back of the head hit the ground, and the pain made him cry out, "Ah!"
And I, in turn, flipped up.
I directly rode on the bald bear's body and landed more than a dozen punches, all on his face.
I beat the bald bear into submission...
Meanwhile, Miao Nanzi, several meters away, tilted his straw-like head slightly.
He watched with a fake smile, muttering to himself:
"Interesting, to be able to break through this Daoist's Xuan Seal independently."
"Ah, save me.
Ah!
Master, Master save, save me!"
The bald bear cried for help, utterly unable to fight back against my blows.
He was just showing off earlier, like a dog relying on its master's power.
Now that I had him pinned and was beating him, all his arrogance and temper were gone.
After I landed a dozen punches, the bald bear's entire head was deformed.
Several of his teeth were knocked out.
Now, lying on the ground, he spat blood with each breath, emitting sounds of pain and choked sobs like "Ah, Ah."
But I knew that the bald bear was just a minor obstacle.
The real target was the Southern Xinjiang demon Daoist, Miao Nanzi, standing before me.
"Little friend, are you done hitting?"
Miao Nanzi didn't seem to care about the bald bear's state.
Instead, he looked at me with great interest.
I gritted my teeth, knowing this guy was not to be trifled with.
Master and Elder Tang had joined forces to defeat him.
With my current cultivation, I was definitely no match for him.
There was little chance of escaping from this place.
He could use a large black moth to summon me from such a distance.
Now, even if I grew four legs, I couldn't run away.
Since running was not an option, I had to think of another plan.
I would also take this opportunity to try and extract some information from this demon Daoist.
"I'm done hitting. Next, it's your turn!"
I tried to remain calm and spoke in a steady tone.
Miao Nanzi didn't rush to attack.
Seeing me like this, he became even more interested:
"Hahaha!
You are no match for me, and you should know this.
But why aren't you afraid of me?"
"Afraid?
Hahaha, what is there to be afraid of?
Because of your straw face?
But I'm just curious.
Your entire body is made of straw.
Neither human nor ghost, what's the point of that?
Even if your demonic arts are unfathomably powerful, you are still just a straw effigy..."
I feigned a look of disdain and mocked him.
In reality, I was using this as an excuse to probe his weaknesses and uncover the truth about this Southern Xinjiang demon Daoist.
But inwardly, I was terrified and trembling, my palms sweating.
And I was constantly channeling my inner energy, allowing my body to fully recover from its numbness...
Upon hearing my words, Miao Nanzi
paused for a moment and even nodded:
"Alas! This Daoist doesn't wish it either.
But little friend, you are new to the Daoist path.
How can you understand the heavenly pursuit of longevity?
This Daoist died and achieved enlightenment in meditation during the late Qing dynasty.
This appearance is not very pleasing,
But have you heard of Nezha's lotus root body, regenerating flesh and blood?
What this Daoist pursues is the immortal path of eternal life, not evil arts.
Now, I have taken the first steps.
As long as you give this Daoist enough time,
This straw body of mine can regenerate flesh and blood, transforming from death to life..."
I narrowed my eyes.
So this demon Daoist had died over a hundred years ago.
Now, like that crow Daoist, he was a ghost.
The crow Daoist ate people and ghosts, cultivating evil arts.
However, Miao Nanzi was fixated on the matter of regenerating flesh and blood.
To obtain more information from him,
I continued to probe:
"Nezha is a legend. How can straw regenerate flesh and blood?
You are delusional..."
"Hahaha, many people nowadays still think ghosts are legends.
But they truly exist.
The spiritual energy of heaven and earth is depleted today, and the overall situation has changed.
But this Daoist firmly believes that
This ancient Southern Xinjiang art is a true inheritance of Taiyi.
Since one can be born from planting a ghost, flesh and blood can surely reappear.
This Daoist has grasped the mystery of it and will soon be able to complete this partial technique.
Your yin destiny can serve as this Daoist's flesh and blood supplement.
But looking at your good innate talent,
You've reached the Qi Gathering realm in just a month.
Why not become this Daoist's disciple?
This Daoist will teach you the Xuan Ming True Art, and together we will pursue eternal life and immortality, how about it?"
Miao Nanzi continued to speak, revealing some of his motivations and reasons for his obsession with planting straw.
It turned out he was inspired by the mythical story of Nezha's lotus root rebirth.
He ambitiously planned to use the Southern Xinjiang "immortal straw effigy" technique as a foundation for further research.
So that he himself could regenerate...
Not only that, he also wanted me to be his disciple. Was this some kind of joke?
"Do you think that's possible?
I am a righteous Daoist, and you are just a ghost cultivator."
I said coldly.
I couldn't stall for much longer.
As I spoke, I subconsciously touched my neck.
In my hand, I gripped the Dragon and Phoenix Jade Pendant given to me by Qing Dai.
In this place, I was isolated and without help.
The only one who could help me was likely Ghost Sister Qing Dai...
At the same time, I was preparing to use the Wu Chang Curse at any moment.
But the Wu Chang Curse could only be cast one last time, and only at close range.
If I couldn't land a hit with the first strike, all would be in vain.
Miao Nanzi probably saw that I was outnumbered and had some talent.
So, after listening to me, he spoke again:
"Heh, righteous Daoist?
What is righteous, and what is evil.
You wear the ghost wealth money, sealing your destiny.
This is only temporary.
You are merely a person standing on the edge of life and death.
But as long as you become my disciple and follow this Daoist,
This Daoist guarantees that within three days, I will replenish all your lost great fortune.
From then on, you will no longer have to wear that ghost wealth money on your hand all the time.
Nor will you have to go through the trouble of competing for ghost lives.
And you will have wealth and honor, fine cars and beautiful women.
Whatever you desire, you shall have.
And all you need to do is call me, Master..."