Yellow Skinned Taoist Master

Chapter 12: This is the Feeling of Killing

The billowing black smoke, as if it had a life of its own, lunged directly at Twelfth Madam.

This sudden change was as fast as lightning.

Twelfth Madam only felt her hands touch Chen Huangpi one moment, and the next, it was as if her hands had been thrust into a raging fire.

"Ahhhhhhhhhh!!!!!"

A scream, a scream of agony!!

Twelfth Madam's remaining will immediately severed her hands, but the black smoke spread like maggots on a bone.

"Break!!!!!"

Twelfth Madam let out a shrill, miserable cry. Her arms broke off at the shoulders, and her entire being was sent flying backward.

Her Nascent Soul body, already on the verge of collapse, burst with a large amount of spiritual light.

Two palms, two severed arms, were swallowed by the life-like black smoke in the blink of an eye."Chen Huangpi! Chen Huangpi!!!!"

The brass oil lamp shouted anxiously, "Wake up, don't scare me."

It had been with Chen Huangpi for many years.

Their bond was deep.

Before, when he couldn't cultivate, he was immune to all evils, with thick skin and flesh. Now that he could cultivate, how could he undergo such a bizarre change after being hit by such an ordinary attack?

If it weren't for the black smoke seeming to consciously avoid it, it, being ridden by Chen Huangpi, would have felt like it was about to be eaten by that black smoke.

Chen Huangpi felt his head explode.

He saw stars, and those stars spun wildly, turning upside down, converging to produce countless bizarre illusions.

His consciousness sank into the illusions, as if he had fallen into the yellow springs and the netherworld, never to be reincarnated.

It was also like being stuffed into a coffin, unable to breathe.

He was terrified, horrified.

Because no matter what, in those illusions, there were countless densely packed, dismembered, pale, and bloated corpses crawling towards him, pinning down his limbs, covering his mouth, shielding his eyes, and blocking his ears.

He couldn't struggle, couldn't move.

His consciousness was completely frozen.

After an unknown amount of time, a familiar voice suddenly exploded.

"Huang Er, I'm here!!!"

Chen Huangpi's frozen consciousness was jolted.

The illusions before his eyes, the countless corpses, all disappeared.

"Hiss! Hah..."

Chen Huangpi's chest heaved like a bellows. As his consciousness cleared, the strange characters on his body immediately faded, and with each breath, the black smoke that had devoured Twelfth Madam's hands and arms, as if receiving a signal, all drilled back into his pores.

The strange transformation just now seemed as if it had never happened.

The brass oil lamp asked nervously, "Chen Huangpi, are... are you okay?"

"I... I don't know..."

Chen Huangpi shook his head. His head hurt terribly, and his consciousness was very chaotic.

"What's wrong with her?"

"Don't come over, don't come over!"

"Evil entity, evil entity, you are an evil entity!!!!"

"I am not an evil entity!!"

Hearing this, Chen Huangpi frowned and said seriously, "I am a person!"

"Okay, okay, you're a person. Don't kill me, don't come over!"

Twelfth Madam's mind collapsed, and she could no longer control the dissipation of her Nascent Soul. She couldn't even maintain her clothes. The black veil on her face gradually faded, revealing an exquisite, fair, and beautiful face.

Yet, at this moment, Twelfth Madam's face was filled with terror, adding a different kind of beauty.

"Wow!!!"

Chen Huangpi was dumbfounded. He had only seen living people other than his master in the last two days.

As for women, besides Granny Tang and the mud girl who called him big brother, there was only Twelfth Madam.

"You're so beautiful!"

As soon as he said this, Twelfth Madam, as if grasping at a life-saving straw, said in a panic, "Don't kill me. You said I'm beautiful, right? I can serve you, I can dual cultivate with you. You've never tasted a woman, have you? Don't kill me, that feeling is wonderful."

Twelfth Madam was the beloved concubine of Governor Song Tiangang of Xu Province.

Naturally, she was no virgin.

As she spoke, she used her remaining Nascent Soul essence to restore a pair of slender arms, twisting her body, appearing even more alluring.

Gulp...

Chen Huangpi felt his mouth go dry and couldn't help but swallow.

His body also underwent a certain change.

He didn't understand.

So he asked the brass oil lamp in his mind.

"Huang Er, I... I feel so strange."

"My mouth is dry, my heart is racing, and my face is hot."

"What's wrong with me?"

"What's wrong? Of course you want to kill someone!!!"

The brass oil lamp was furious. This damned Twelfth Madam had almost hurt Chen Huangpi.

Chen Huangpi hesitated, "I want to kill Twelfth Madam?"

He had barely seen a few people, let alone killed anyone.

He didn't even have the concept of killing.

The brass oil lamp shouted, "Family, you don't believe me?"

His good brother was inexperienced. He had only seen three women in his life: Granny Tang, the mud girl, and this Twelfth Madam.

Twelfth Madam was flaunting her charms. Chen Huangpi had grown up, and his kidney qi was abundant, making him easy to fall for it.

The brass oil lamp would absolutely not allow it!

"Huang Er, don't be angry. Of course I believe you."

"I'll remember this. This is the feeling of killing!"

Chen Huangpi walked up to Twelfth Madam.

The latter, unaware that the man and the lamp-dog shared a mind, thought her seduction had worked. She couldn't help but make even more alluring gestures, her hands caressing her chest, lightly biting her small tongue.

"Young mas..."

Before Twelfth Madam could finish, Chen Huangpi formed a sword finger, and a streak of Grand Duke Demon Slaying sword qi instantly slashed at her.

The latter's Nascent Soul body had long since dissipated to an unrecognizable state. Even a peak Foundation Establishment cultivator could easily kill her, let alone Chen Huangpi. Her entire body was split in half from the middle, and a broken soul light entered the Soul-Hooking Manual inside Chen Huangpi's clothes.

...

At noon, Chen Huangpi rode the brass oil lamp to the foot of Mount Yuqiong.

His eyesight was excellent. With a glance, he could see the mountain gate standing halfway up the mountain.

"Huang Er, did you really see black smoke coming out of my body?"

"And it even ate Twelfth Madam's arms?"

Chen Huangpi remembered the illusions but knew nothing about the strange transformation of his body.

"I saw it clearly, how could it be fake?"

The brass oil lamp was very uneasy and reminded him, "Do you remember that mutated deity statue from last time? The black smoke on your bodies is very similar, but yours is purer, more heretical, as if it has a life of its own."

Of course, Chen Huangpi remembered that mutated deity statue.

That statue used to be one of the many statues worshipped in the Pure Immortal Temple.

It was just that his master's brain had been damaged from his cultivation practice, and after he went mad, he had moved all those statues out.

He was very sad at the time because without the statues in the temple, he had no offerings to steal.

But when he saw it again last time, it had completely changed its appearance.

It had been polluted.

It had become a terrifying evil entity, surrounded by black smoke.

That black smoke, with a wave of its hand, could pollute the earth, leaving a scorched black path wherever it passed.

"Could it be that I've been polluted too?" Chen Huangpi said tentatively.

"Huang Er, what do you think?"

"Don't ask me, I'm scared..."

Heaven knows how much damage this sentence did to the brass oil lamp. It almost jumped up the moment Chen Huangpi spoke.

If Chen Huangpi was polluted, then it was all over.

Chen Huangpi was already so heretical without being polluted. If he was polluted, he would at least be an evil god.

And it had practiced the Dog Rearing Scripture. Wouldn't it become the running dog of an evil god then?

Even its consciousness would be twisted.

It was worse than death.

"Huang Er, don't be afraid. If I'm polluted, I will definitely not hurt you."

Chen Huangpi patted his chest in assurance.

"Besides, I don't think I'm necessarily polluted."

"Before, when First Master threw me into the alchemy furnace and burned me with fire, black smoke came out of my body. I'm still fine, and I can even cultivate now."

"What?"

The brass oil lamp was stunned. "Black smoke came out of your body before?"

Chen Huangpi said, "Yes..."

"..."

"Huang Er? Why aren't you talking?"

"Because I want to be a little farther away from you."

A terrifying thought occurred to the brass oil lamp.

Could it be that Chen Huangpi didn't have black smoke coming out of his body because he could cultivate, but that such an evil thing already existed in his body, and it was only because he could cultivate that it gradually began to show?

And the black smoke on the mutated deity statue was not pure enough.

Chen Huangpi used to make offerings to the statues every day.

Perhaps...

It was polluted by Chen Huangpi over time...

"Oh my god..."

The brass oil lamp wailed, its dog legs so scared they went soft, and it collapsed directly on the ground.

"Ouch."

Chen Huangpi almost fell. He patted his butt and said unhappily, "Huang Er, why are you like this!"

"Family, no... surnamed Chen."

"I think our relationship is too close. You should stay away from me in the future. Let's sever our ties."

The brass oil lamp gritted its teeth and painfully broke off its relationship with Chen Huangpi.

Chen Huangpi scratched his head and said, "Huang Er, are you angry because I tricked you into practicing the Dog Rearing Scripture?"

"I know I was wrong!"

"I shouldn't have deliberately passed you the lower scroll, the running dog scripture, while secretly practicing the upper scroll, the dog rearing scripture myself. It was my fault. I'm sorry, let's make up."

He only had Huang Er as a friend.

Naturally, he cherished this friendship.

"The Dog Rearing Scripture has an upper and lower scroll? You gave me the lower scroll, the running dog scripture?"

The brass oil lamp exploded. All the dog hair on its body stood on end, its dog mouth split open, and scorching lamp fire spewed out as it panted.

"Good, good, good!"

"Before, I didn't want to be a dog, so I lied to you that I was a magic treasure and made you a dog slave. I even felt a little guilty at the time. Even though I became your running dog, I only thought it was my problem. So in the end, you, surnamed Chen, were playing me like this, right?"

The brass oil lamp was furious, and Chen Huangpi was dumbfounded.

He said in disbelief, "Surnamed Huang, you actually lied to me?"

"Yes, I lied to you. But don't forget, you passed me the lower scroll, the running dog scripture, from the very beginning. You were the one playing dirty from the start!"

"Nonsense!!"

Chen Huangpi was furious, "You didn't want to be a dog in the first place. Even if I passed you both the upper and lower scrolls, you would have said you couldn't be a dog and tricked me into practicing the lower scroll!"

"So what if I did? You were the one playing dirty from the start!"

"Who was the one who wanted to trick me from the start?"

"It was you!"

"It was you!"

One person and one dog barked furiously at each other.

"Surnamed Chen, you've disappointed me too much!"

"Huang Er, I am the master!"

"Our ties are severed!"

"Severed then!"

Chen Huangpi was furious. He cut off a corner of his Daoist robe with a sword strike, wiped his tears, and walked into the mountain gate of the Pure Immortal Temple without looking back.

"Chen Huangpi!"

The brass oil lamp called out.

It saw Chen Huangpi crying. In all the years they had been together, this was the first time.

"He's still a child. Maybe I shouldn't have been angry with him."

The brass oil lamp felt a little regretful, but then it thought, Chen Huangpi is already this bad now. What will he be like when he's a few years older?

And he talked a good game about cutting robes and severing ties.

But didn't he still not undo the Dog Rearing Scripture and let it change back to its true form?

"I don't regret it at all!"

The brass oil lamp told itself.

But then, it had to regret it.

Because it was suddenly grabbed by a pair of large hands. It turned its head and saw the face of the white-robed old Daoist.

"Tem... Temple Master?"

"Dog, dog meat is delicious..."

The white-robed old Daoist drooled, his eyes filled with an evil light.

The brass oil lamp's dog eyes went black, and it shouted, "Chen Huangpi, I was wrong, save me!!!!!"

(End of Chapter)