Chapter 40
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The female corpse's skin was snow-white, no, it should not be called snow-white.
More accurately, it was deathly pale. After this woman died, she was sealed in the ancient coffin for an unknown number of years. People say that there is no concept of time in the world of cultivation. However, Ning Fan could deduce that this lady was at least a beauty from billions of years ago based on her attire.
Her skin was lustrous and her bones were smooth. She had a graceful posture. Ning Fan even felt that this female corpse was actually a sleeping beauty.
Her eyelashes were affectionate, and her hair was gentle. The female corpse was slightly thin, and her lips were pale red without blood. This girl might have been sickly and weak before. Perhaps, she was originally a sickly beauty.
In Ning Fan's mind, there seemed to be an image of a weak girl who was self-pitying and burying her flowers with a hoe. In the lonely wind, it was like a stalk of Crimson Pearl Immortal Grass that had no one to rely on.
Ning Fan shook his head and got rid of the strange thoughts in his mind. He smiled bitterly. What's wrong with me? I actually fell in love with a female corpse.
Perhaps it was because he could empathize with a woman's loneliness.
He looked at the dead woman's face and blamed himself.
I can't pluck Zhihe, I can't pluck Si Wuxie, so I can only settle for the next best thing …
"Sorry … I don't have a choice …"
At this moment, suppressing the pain of the Jade Royal Dan was more important. Ning Fan sighed and pressed on …
The cold temperature and the stiff corpse gave Ning Fan a sense of warmth that he had not felt for many years. It made Ning Fan fall into a trance again.
The Yin Yang Demon Vein's magic power circulated in the direction of reverse Yang to generate Yin in his broad palm. A trace of Yin Yang magic power came out of his finger and pointed at the female corpse.
The force of the Yin Plucking Finger seeped into the female corpse's skin. Her originally stiff teeth unexpectedly softened.
Although the woman was dead, her corpse seemed to have an instinctive reaction, and some saliva flowed out of her body. This made Ning Fan feel a chill down his spine.
Was this woman dead or alive?
Do dead people salivate?!
Ning Fan's fingertip went into the female corpse's small cherry-like mouth. He vaguely felt something sharp and pricked it.
Sharp teeth! The female corpse had sharp teeth in her mouth!
Ning Fan swallowed a Jade Royal Dan. His body was able to withstand the attack of a Low Rank Mid Rank Magical Treasure without any injuries, but after being pierced by the woman's sharp teeth, his skin was instantly broken. Moreover, a trace of poison quickly spread from the wound on her fingertip to his whole body.
Corpse Poison!
Ning Fan used both of his hands to pry open her cherry lips. There were actually two sharp fangs in her mouth. All of a sudden, Ning Fan recalled a terrifying term from the Immortal Emperor's memory.
Corpse Demon!
In ancient times, there were the Monster Race, the God Race, and the Devil Race. Among the demons, there was a race called the Corpse Demons.
Corpse Demons were formed from corpses after the death of immortals and gods. They had their own intelligence and could not inherit the mana of the owner of the body, but they could inherit the strong body of the owner. Occasionally, they could also inherit the memories of the owner. In essence, the corpse demon and the corpse's owner were two different people.
The probability of a corpse demon turning into a corpse demon was extremely low even in ancient times. It was not easy for one out of a thousand immortal gods to turn into a corpse demon. He didn't expect that the female corpse he obtained by chance would turn into a corpse demon.
Would she wake up? Would she jump out like a zombie? Would she open her fangs and bite his neck when he stabbed her?
These thoughts flashed across Ning Fan's mind for just a moment. At this moment, plucking the female corpse was the most important matter. Everything had to be done before the pain from the Jade Royal Pill hit him!
"I'm sorry."
Ning Fan sighed softly. Half a year ago, he was still a well-educated and reasonable young man. Half a year later, he encountered a few unexpected disasters in his life and fell into the Evil Dao, becoming a devil that didn't even let the female corpse go.
In the cultivation world where the strong were respected, all worldly rituals were not as real as strength. They were not as precious as life.
But Ning Fan still persisted. Zhihe, his master, Seven Apricot City, Ning Gu, and perhaps more. These warmth and sunshine would allow him to not lose his true nature in the Evil Dao.
This was a corpse demon, but in order to survive, Ning Fan had no other choice.
...
After an unknown period of time, the female corpse's eyebrows seemed to wrinkle.
Her body seemed to be in pain, but no matter how painful it was, she couldn't cry out. However, a trace of heat was urging the female corpse to turn into a corpse.
On her lotus arm, the cinnabar that had guarded her for millions of years had dissipated.
The cinnabar that guarded her virginity for someone? She couldn't remember, she couldn't remember.
Who was plucking her? Who opened her green coffin?
Was it that butterfly?
The female corpse's withered sea of consciousness suddenly trembled, and her corpse eyes became ruthless and blood red.
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