The villain's daily corpse collection

"Let him in." Du Ye threw the two-meter-long silver spear in his hand to the guard beside him without even looking. Two guards stepped forward and caught the flying spear together. The force forced the two men back a few steps, and then they put away their guns and stood at attention.

Jiang Fan walked in slowly with square steps, wearing a dark grey robe, with his cloud hook shoes faintly visible under the robe, giving him a Taoist and immortal look.

"Your Highness, I am honored to meet you." Jiang Fan bowed and saluted, performing the etiquette of a sorcerer.

"Master Jiang, what did you see on your way in?" Du Ye went straight to the point, and the captain of the guards beside him took off his armor for him.

"It's bad luck!" Jiang Fan said bluntly, "I just drew a hexagram, and this pattern is Ying entering Taibai."

"What do you mean?" Du Ye frowned, not understanding the second half of the sentence, but the word "fierce" explained everything. He took a step forward, intimidating.

Jiang Fan ignored Du Ye's anger and continued, "The six Bings on the sky plate plus the six Gengs on the ground plate are called 'Ying enters Taibai'. Bing belongs to fire and Geng belongs to gold. This is also called 'fire enters the land of gold'."

Du Ye drew the long sword from his waist. Jiang Fan took a look and said, "It means that the Mars enters the position of the Taibai Star. Originally, fire overcomes metal, but 'fire enters the land of metal', which means that fire is weak and metal is strong. Metal is strong, so fire cannot overcome it and has to retreat. This proves that the prince encountered an enemy before, and because the prince is strong, the enemy has been scared away by the prince's majesty."

"Then?" Du Ye began to wipe the sword.

"The enemy has caused some damage to the prince, but it is all minor. If the prince wants to fight back, he should not act too hastily. He should act in a roundabout way and resolve the issue slowly."

Du Ye snorted coldly and sheathed his sword.

The housekeeper immediately said, "Mr. Jiang is really a genius. I just entered the mansion and before I could even say anything, Mr. Jiang had figured it out."

"Can you tell who it is?"

Jiang Fan: "Jingmen, Lijiugong, that person's life is related to fire, and it is about to be in your south, and the person's horoscope has Yang Fire."

"Then why did you say it was a bad thing just now?" Du Ye asked with a worried look on his face.

"Your Majesty, a bad luck may not necessarily mean a bad luck. As the saying goes, good luck comes when bad times are over. The order of birth and death of all things has its own destiny. I am just an ordinary sorcerer, just following the natural laws of heaven. May you be blessed with infinite blessings."

Before he finished speaking, Du Ye waved his hand to signal the butler to take the people away. The butler smiled and said, "Mr. Jiang, our prince has important matters to attend to and cannot continue to entertain you. I hope you will understand." Jiang Fan just waved his hand and bowed without saying anything else.

After Jiang Fan left, the captain of the guards also received a new task - to find all the people with Yang Fire in their horoscopes in the south, with the palace as the center.

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Wang Wei suddenly opened her eyes. Her soul was invaded by a strange force. Her memory was blacked out for a moment, making her extra alert.

She looked around again. This was not the cabin of the huge ship.

There was thick fog and haze all around, and no one could be seen, but screams could be vaguely heard, and below the screams came the roars of monsters.

Wang Wei tried to use magic to move her body, but found that she couldn't move at all. She slowly lowered her head and found that something was wrapped around her waist. She smelled that smell again, which was more foul than before, and had a little more sea smell.

That was the part that she sensed with her spiritual sense, the part that was clinging to the window. The suction cup of that thing was attached to her body, as if sucking away her soul. Her head suddenly felt a sharp pain, accompanied by waves of dizziness, making her almost unable to see. The source of the pain came from behind, something had drilled into her ribs and was trying to penetrate deep into her brain.

Behind Wang Wei was a slightly thinner tentacle that had split from that thing. It was also bloated, sticky, and disgusting.

"How dare you make me bleed."

Wang Wei used her spiritual power to tear at the tentacle that was clinging to her back. The tentacle was stuck in the middle and could not move. It was only one step away from her brain. Her back was bleeding. Blood kept pouring out from the wound where the tentacle had penetrated. The blue-red feathered clothes were gradually stained black by the large amount of blood and the mucus from the monster.

The bleeding at that moment reminded her of a certain period in the past, in a dark room, her limbs were tied up by a snake-like eel-like monster, and her whole body was suspended in the air, blood oozing out from her limbs and bones, dripping into the pool below. She could faintly hear the clanking of the black iron chain passing through her scapula, and the sound of water dripping that never stopped...

Wang Wei was in a trance for a moment, then regained consciousness. She realized that the monster was deliberately trying to make her fall into memories and interfere with her resistance, and she had to get away as soon as possible.

She summoned the weak water shield again, and the weak water condensed and quickly covered every part of her body. The tentacles on her back touched the weak water and instantly retreated from her body with all their strength. As soon as they retreated, they were soaked in the water shield and instantly disappeared.

However, the thing wrapped around her waist had thick skin and flesh, and was burned by the weak water with countless blisters. The surface was already ulcerated, but it did not retreat. She had to suppress her nausea and pushed and pulled hard with both hands. The sword she had taken before fell somewhere. Now she was some distance away from Huo Feng, and her own strength was weakened a lot.

Fortunately, the weak water was so strong that the monster relaxed a little. Wang Wei took advantage of the situation to gather all her spiritual power, twisted her fingers and formed a seal, condensing the weak water into a sword! She used her soul to control the sword and stabbed the monster at her waist. The long sword stabbed the monster and made it roar. It seemed that its whole body was shaking with pain.

Only then did Wang Wei see clearly that what was wrapped around her was also a thick tentacle, and its main body should be below, in the bottomless Cangming Sea.

In order to seize the opportunity to pursue the monster, the Weak Water Sword repeatedly pierced the monster's tentacles and flesh. Although it was huge, it was better at mental attacks; its flesh was rough and strong, but it was difficult to dodge and escape.

"Weak from Zhongbei, even a mustard green swan cannot float." Wang Wei looked fierce, "Today you will be buried under the Weak Water."

The monster twisted wildly in pain, with countless tentacles flailing in the sky, stirring the sea water violently, forming whirlpools of various sizes.

Wang Wei stabbed at her waist again, and it loosened its restraints in pain. She lost her strength for a moment and fell toward the sea. When she was about to fall into the whirlpool, her legs were entangled by a tentacle and she was suspended in the air again.

She swung her sword and stabbed at the flying tentacles, but the tentacles dodged as if they were desensitized, and the pain was not as intense as before.

"Stop shaking! I'm about to vomit." Wang Wei yelled at the monster, thinking that it was a good thing that she didn't eat the buns Chun He gave her, otherwise she would have vomited miserably. In this case, she reached for the blood-soaked clothes with her left hand, dipped her index finger a few times, and then drew a talisman with difficulty on the palm of her right hand.

She swallowed hard, her dry throat, and said, "In my name, I will obey the curse and hurry. Weak Fuyu, this area, kill!"

Originally, the whole body was covered by thick fog, but suddenly, the fog was gathered along Wang Wei's talisman, flowed to the sky above the monster, rose with the wind, and condensed into a huge cloud.

The cloud was dark red, with lightning flashing through it, and it looked like a torrential downpour was about to happen. In an instant, under the sky covered by the cloud, a torrential rain began to fall.

The monster's entire body was violently tumbling in the sea, and the waves were surging, almost covering the red cloud, but the cloud was not disturbed at all and continued to send a steady stream of weak water rain. The monster's skin was eaten away and rotted by the dark red rain, and it was in so much pain that it threw Wang Wei out directly. Wang Wei was completely exhausted and was thrown into the sea far away.

She fell into the sea, her body sinking uncontrollably. She was powerless to struggle and could only let the sea water push her into the invisible abyss.

It is said that gods cannot stand above the vast ocean, so what about below...

Wang Wei was still trying to find loopholes in the rumor, and she had been struggling for so long. She didn't want to die inexplicably in this place. Otherwise, wouldn't all her previous efforts be in vain?

Turning her head slightly, she caught a glimpse of a disciple in a bamboo green Taoist robe floating not far from her. There were several holes pierced through his body, and the exposed skin was corroded by the weak water. She couldn't tell what he looked like, but he was most likely dead.

She still had unfinished business to do, she couldn't die, she absolutely couldn't die.

In just a few days, she fell from the eighth heaven into the abyss of the sea. No one in the world could have gone farther than her, Wang Wei thought self-deprecatingly.

Her consciousness was gradually fading, her body was falling, and finally, she passed out.

……

"Squeak-squeak-"

The giant ship successfully docked. The behemoth, with rusty scars and carrying most of the Xuanmen disciples, arrived at its destination in a dusty state.

This is Zhuoguang Mountain, where Tianhe Gate is located.

They were finally safe.

At this time, from the back mountain of Zhuoguang Mountain, a figure flew down from an inconspicuous mountain step hidden in the woods.

The man was wearing a bamboo green Taoist robe, with red flame patterns embroidered on the sleeves and hems, which looked like the blood and tears of Xiang Fei Bamboo. He was wearing a red copper mask that only covered the lower half of his face, and no emotion could be seen.

He had a pair of eyes that saw through the world, hidden between the mask and the falling snow-white hair. If the sun was shining brightly at this moment, one could see that his pupils were as clear as amber and as bright as fire.

He stopped in the air near the coast, standing in front of the giant ship alone, and was no less impressive. He silently chanted a spell, formed seals with his hands, and a ray of light from his palms lifted the mist covering the ship.

The dream ends here and a new life is about to begin.

After a while, the disciples came out of the ship one after another. They had successfully woken up from their dreams! Some disciples were happy to have survived the disaster, while others did not think the journey was dangerous. Instead, they walked side by side in groups of two or three, talking and laughing about what they had just dreamed about.

In the cabin, Chun He was the first to wake up. She knocked on the doors of the other elders. After hearing the response, she prepared to go and see how Huo Feng was doing. When she passed by Jia Sanshiliu, she glanced at the door and found something strange.

She walked quickly to Huo Feng's door and knocked, but there was no response. Instead, the door of Room 36 next door opened.

"Lord God, why are you here? Are you okay?" Chun He hurried forward to check.

Huo Feng had a complicated expression: "...Have you seen Mo Wei? We were together just now, and she disappeared."

Chun He frowned slightly, and looked behind Huo Feng. The room was indeed empty. She entered the room and checked the details. She found that the copper couch, table, and door were all worn out. She also found a pile of broken rattan and wooden spikes lying on the ground.

Chun Hyuk turned around and asked, "What is this?"

"This is a mechanism made by Mo Wei. It can wake her up halfway."

"What? She woke up in the middle of the night?" Chun He was horrified. "How could she wake up? This, this...she..."

"What will happen to her?" Huo Feng looked at Chunhe's expression and felt quite guilty.

"...We will encounter monsters we have never seen before."

When Huo Feng opened his eyes just now, he didn't see her. The door was not unlocked, but the person disappeared out of thin air, and the sword next to him was also gone.

After all, it was he who first proposed the method of waking up in the middle of the night. His original intention was to hope that Mo Wei would push him out, but he didn't expect that she only executed half of it and her whereabouts are unknown now.

Moreover, Huo Feng could sense that her desire to live was very strong. If she died unconsciously in her dream, it would probably be even harder for her to accept, and she would give it a try no matter the outcome.

If there is no body, it does not mean that the person is dead.

"She is the person with the highest level of cultivation I have ever seen, and is on par with my great-grandmaster uncle. She is so powerful, she must have her reasons for making this choice..." Chun He did not have much confidence.

Huo Feng suddenly raised his head and said firmly, "Great Elder, please go check if everyone else has arrived safely." He paused, "Leave Mo Wei's affairs to me."