Fu Wang was in the room refining the Golden Lotus, while Chu Yu was sitting in front of the door, guarding it. Her imposing manner gave off the feeling of one man holding back ten thousand men. But after a while, the sky outside was still dark, deep purple, and the chilly wind was blowing. Chu Yu rubbed her nose and quickly sat with her back against the door. Finally, she did not feel the cold wind at the back of her neck.
After thinking for a while, Chu Yu took out a spiritual sword that was shining with divine light from her Qiankun bag. This spiritual sword was the spoils of war she obtained from the nest of Pangolin Demons. She did not know which unlucky demon clan it belonged to. Hugging the sword and sitting cross-legged, she immediately felt more at ease.
There were many demon clans that knew how to use weapons, but Tianfeng Jinyu did not use any weapons. She only liked to use her hands to pass through other people's bodies, so Chu Yu did not use any weapons. But at a time like this, it was better to have a weapon by her side to comfort her.
After hugging the sword for a while, a gust of wind suddenly blew. This small courtyard was chosen by Fu Wang. It was remote, and there were no spiritual treasures in the surroundings. Other people would not come here, but it was too dilapidated and barren. A gust of wind blew over, causing the withered trees in the courtyard to creak. Many of the black and gray branches snapped and fell to the ground. The atmosphere was very horrifying.
Chu Yu looked and looked, and her brain suddenly turned in a strange direction. She got up and picked up a large pile of branches, and started a fire in the courtyard.
She took out a bunch of spiritual items that were shining with golden light from her Qiankun bag. Chu Yu rolled up her sleeves and decided to first make grilled fish, then winter bamboo shoots, lotus root soup, stewed birds with mushrooms, and some other strange spiritual items that she had collected. She would make them into food.
When Fu Wang was done refining the Golden Lotus, it would be a good time to take a supplement. At this moment, Chu Yu did not consider the problem of having so many spiritual items to kill the boss.
Outside the courtyard, the smell of food wafted in the air. Chu Yu was busy cooking, but in the room in the courtyard, Fu Wang was not in a good state.
The Tranquil Golden Lotus was a rare spiritual object. Although Fu Wang knew that refining it would not be an easy task, he did not expect the refining process of the Golden Lotus to be so brutal. The moment the Golden Lotus entered his body, all the meridians in his body were destroyed. Not only his Demon Bones, even the most important Demon Core of the Demon Clan was shattered in an instant.
If it wasn't for the Golden Lotus that was still in his body, Fu Wang would have already turned into a strand of demon soul.
Even for someone like Fu Wang, who was used to getting injured, he was almost driven mad by the torturous process and almost lost his rationality. From the inside to the outside, from flesh to bone, every inch of Fu Wang's body was ripped open, turning him into a bloody man. Other than the fact that he was still in human form, even Shu Yu wouldn't dare to believe that this was Fu Wang.
The array that Fu Wang had set up beforehand was effective. Regardless of whether it was his tragic cries or the smell of blood in the room, none of it was detected by Chu Yu outside the door.
Fu Wang was barely able to maintain a thread of clarity in the endless pain. A strong sense of dissonance welled up in his heart. He remembered that the ancient book described the Tranquil Golden Lotus as a gentle spiritual object. Even if it was difficult to absorb, it would not destroy the body so violently. Furthermore, the spiritual energy that washed over his body did not have a pure feeling. Instead, it emitted an ominous black aura. It surged out from the countless wounds on his body, almost enveloping his entire body.
Was this really the Tranquil Golden Lotus? No, this was definitely not the Tranquil Golden Lotus.
Fu Wang collapsed there. The hand that was gently holding onto Chu Yu just a moment ago was now dripping with blood and scratching a few bloody marks on the ground. It was tightly clawed into the hard floor. The pain continued, but his mind gradually became clear. It was as if he was separated from his body.
He suddenly thought of the Spirit Clan youth who had obtained the Golden Lotus. At that time, he had bitten off a small piece of the Golden Lotus and then threw it to him without any reluctance. At that time, he was too certain that this was the Tranquil Golden Lotus. He was also distracted by Chu Yu's matter and did not pay much attention to this point. He only thought that the youth's actions were strange. But if he speculated that the Tranquil Golden Lotus was not the Tranquil Golden Lotus, it did not seem strange.
If it was really as he thought, and he did not obtain the Tranquil Golden Lotus, then what was it? The thirty-six golden veined petals and the lotus stamen had a strange phenomenon. Once all the petals were melted, the lotus seed head would also melt. All these descriptions matched, so where exactly did he go wrong?
Fu Wang felt all the blood in his body flow out, and there was even some filth in it. He watched as all the blood in his body flowed out, and his flesh began to melt like ice. His ribs and beating heart were exposed on his chest. In this state, he was still alive and could even think.
Fu Wang discovered that he could no longer feel any pain. When the flesh on his body had completely melted, Fu Wang discovered that his Yao Soul had left his body. All that was left were bones and a rapidly beating heart. But he was not dead. His Yao Soul was entangled with countless black threads, and the other end was firmly tied to the heart.
It was strange to see his own body in the form of a Yao Soul floating in the air. But what was even stranger was that the skeleton was slowly being dyed black. It was as black as ink, and was filled with an ominous aura. The Yao Bone that was the most important to the Yao Race had regrown. The Yao Core had also reformed, but it was still purplish black.
The black skeleton was gradually covered with flesh and skin. Smooth white skin, long black hair. It was clearly the same face as before, but for some reason, it looked even more shocking. Maybe it was because the corners of his eyes were slightly raised, and the faint red at the corners of his eyes, which added an indescribable sense of shock.
From the outside, other than some minor details, there was not much difference from before. But Fu Wang clearly knew that this body was completely different from before. Not to mention the completely black bones, even the blood that flowed in his body had changed from red to purple. It was a rich purple, so heavy that it almost turned into black ink.
The Yao Soul that was drifting outside the body was pulled back into the body after the body was completely healed. Just as it entered the body, Fu Wang felt a splitting headache. After a wave of unbearable dizziness, an inheritance appeared in his mind.
This Golden Lotus was planted by the master of Penglai Prefecture. It could be called the Tranquil Golden Lotus, or it could be called … "Six Desires Demonic Lotus". Now, there was no Tranquil Golden Lotus. Many years ago, the crazy master of Penglai Prefecture merged the last Tranquil Golden Lotus and the Six Desires Demonic Lotus into one.
Although the master of Penglai Prefecture wanted to use the Tranquil Golden Lotus to neutralize the demonic aura within the Six Desires Demonic Lotus, turning the Golden Lotus into a divine object that could reconstruct a divine body, he failed. The Tranquil Golden Lotus and the Six Desires Demonic Lotus became one. In the end, the Six Desires Demonic Lotus assimilated the Tranquil Golden Lotus, turning it into a demonic lotus that could cause any immortal, god, demon, or ghost to become a demon.
Fu Wang sat up. His long black hair covered half of his face. The dim light shone on his eyebrows, casting a shadow. It looked hazy and indescribably sinister.
Demon, he had actually become a demon so easily! The hand that was propped up on the ground exerted force. His long nails pierced through his soft skin, causing a few drops of dark purple blood to spill out. A demon's body could not be harmed by anything other than the demon himself. His white jade-like fingers were stained with the dark purple blood, staining his pale thin lips.
"Ha, hahaha, the heavens are heartless, forcing me to this point!" Fu Wang fiercely wiped the dark purple blood from his lips. His expression was incomparably sinister.
What was a demon? Demon, when the divine race fell, it was to kill all the demons in the God Burial Abyss. No matter if it was the demonic beasts or other races, they all viewed demons as a great threat after getting rid of them. It could be imagined that once his identity as a newborn demon was discovered, what awaited him would be endless pursuit. Those hidden great demons of the demonic beasts, all the demonic beasts would stand against him.
But he was a newborn demon. Even if he could create clouds and rain with a flip of his hand in the future, even if he could look down on all living beings in this godless world, he still had not matured. He needed time. Unfortunately, he did not have that much time.
If this only made him feel unreconciled and resentful, then what made him suffer the most was that after becoming a demon, his personality would slowly change. Because demons were the source of all evil and filth, he would gradually lose himself, becoming a heartless and destitute … … monster that only took pleasure in killing.
Could it be that he would harm Chu Yu? No, this was the only thing he could not accept. No matter who it was, no matter how many living beings he killed, he did not care. But only Chu Yu, he could not harm her. Chu Yu, who moved his heart, who softened his heart, who made him unable to control himself, how could he harm her.
He could not allow that terrifying possibility to exist. On this point, no matter how much he believed in himself, he could not gamble for the safety of the person he loved.
If a desperate gambler had a treasure he cherished, then he would have to live in fear all the time.
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