Yellow Skinned Taoist Master

Chapter 7: Who is More Pitiful?

The voice was crisp and pleasant, like a mountain spring.

Chen Huangpi thought it sounded very nice.

He walked forward and waved.

The brass oil lamp's voice sounded in Chen Huangpi's mind: "Chen Huangpi, have you gone mad? This is an evil entity, it wants to kill you, and you're greeting it?"

"It's okay, I'm not afraid of it."

He stood within the protected area, curiously sizing up the other party.

In all his life, this was the first time he had seen an evil entity of the same age.

The figure was a head shorter than him, slender, as if malnourished, and covered in yellow mud, emitting a foul stench.

"Big brother, have you seen my grandma? And the others from the village? I got separated from them. Do you know where they are?"

"Who is your grandma? Granny Tang?"Chen Huangpi turned his head to look behind him.

Not far away, Granny Tang and the others were gathered under the fox deity statue, seemingly unaware of the strangeness here.

"Yes, she is my grandma."

"Then how do I know if you're telling the truth?"

"I look a lot like my grandma."

The figure stretched out a hand, wiped the yellow mud from its face, revealing the sallow, tender face of a little girl, looking exceptionally pitiful.

Chen Huangpi shook his head, "Granny Tang is blind in one eye. Your eyes are fine. I can't believe you."

As soon as he finished speaking, two streams of yellow mud suddenly flowed from the corners of the little girl's eyes, and her two round eyeballs immediately fell to the ground.

"Big brother, look, I have no eyes. You believe me now, right?"

"Alright then, I believe you."

"I miss my grandma so much, so much."

The little girl sobbed softly.

Chen Huangpi also felt a little sad.

"I miss my master too."

"I want to be with them."

"I also want to be with my master."

"I also miss the uncles in the village. I'm really pitiful."

"I don't believe you. You're definitely not as pitiful as my master. He went mad from his cultivation practice. Without me to take care of him, he would have starved to death long ago."

At this point, Chen Huangpi was moved by the scene and said sadly, "I've been with my master since I was little. Before my master went mad, he cooked for me. Now that he's mad, I cook for him. But today I came out to patrol the mountains and encountered the earth dragon turning over. I can't go back, so my master can only go hungry. Okay, I'm hungry too."

"See, my master and I are more pitiful than you, right?"

"You..."

The little girl was choked up, the yellow mud on her body flowing backward.

"You are very pitiful, but what does that have to do with me? I just want you to point me in a direction, tell me where my grandma and the others are. Why do you talk so much?"

"Your master went mad, that's his bad luck."

"You're hungry yourself, you deserve it."

Chen Huangpi was puzzled. He was clearly reasoning with it, why did this evil entity suddenly get angry?

The little girl picked up her eyes from the ground. Without putting them back, she held them in her hand and said to Chen Huangpi, "The earth dragon turned over, and the mud from the Yellow Springs came out. Grandma ran away with the villagers, leaving me to be swallowed by the yellow mud. Now I just want to find them. You're not even willing to point me in a direction. Can your conscience bear it?"

Chen Huangpi touched his heart and said, "It can't."

"Then point me in a direction."

"Alright, but I have one condition."

"Just say it. By the mountain god above, whatever your condition is, I will satisfy you."

"Then you must admit right now that my master and I are more pitiful than you."

"..."

The little girl was silent for a moment, the mud on her body flowing backward. Suddenly, she cracked a smile.

"Go to hell!!!"

Before her voice fell, the little girl opened her mouth and spat a stream of yellow mud at Chen Huangpi.

Chen Huangpi subconsciously formed a sword finger.

Within his two kidneys, the essence qi that was constantly forging the kidney temple immediately circulated along a strange path.

Grand Duke Demon Slaying!

Streaks of incomparably sharp sword qi, carrying the intent to break and slay demons, directly slashed at the little girl.

With a crash.

It sounded like a porcelain bowl shattering.

Chen Huangpi felt the scene before his eyes blur, as if the world had been turned upside down.

In the darkness ahead, a pair of beastly eyes filled with mud, with green pupils and yellow sclera, gave him a hateful glance before instantly disappearing into the darkness.

The thing disappeared extremely quickly.

Chen Huangpi was at a loss.

"Huang Er, what happened?"

At that moment, the brass oil lamp's voice sounded in his mind: "Just now, you made eye contact with that thing, and your mind was pulled into an illusion. I was planning to let you suffer a bit before saving you, but I didn't expect you to slash it with a dozen streaks of sword qi while shouting about your master and how pitiful you were."

"What kind of technique did the Temple Master teach you?"

"You've only been practicing for a day, and you're already this powerful? Are you practicing a demonic technique?"

Hearing this, Chen Huangpi became a little angry, "Nonsense, the Pure Immortal Temple is a righteous path. What I'm practicing is naturally a righteous immortal cultivation method."

As he spoke, Chen Huangpi seemed to remember something.

"That evil entity just now was covered in yellow mud, but it could still talk. It seems very unusual."

During previous earth dragon turnings, Chen Huangpi had also encountered evil entities that were polluted and swallowed by yellow mud, but those things had no thoughts at all and would only kill like wild beasts.

"It was previously the mountain god worshipped by these people. Now it's a monster polluted by yellow mud. Naturally, it's extraordinary."

The brass oil lamp's voice was a little wary, "Chen Huangpi, do you remember the last time the earth dragon turned over?"

"Of course. Last time, we hid in a cave. You gave off light and protected me until dawn. Then master found us and brought us back to the temple."

"Chen Huangpi, you have a good memory. How long did the last earth dragon turning last?"

Hearing this, Chen Huangpi scratched his head, thinking hard.

It had been a while since the last earth dragon turning.

It seemed to be when he was eight years old. Oh wait, he was eight yesterday, so it should have been when he was seven.

It seemed to have lasted...

"One day and one night!!!!"

"Alright then. As soon as it's dawn, I'll send a message to the Temple Master and have him come save us quickly. Otherwise, if something happens to you, the Temple Master will have to eat me."

The brass oil lamp felt like dying just thinking about that consequence.

Chen Huangpi was puzzled, "Once it's dawn, won't it be safe?"

"When it's dawn, it will be even crazier. As soon as the earth dragon turning ends, the rift between the Yellow Springs and the human world will close. All these monsters polluted by yellow mud will be pulled in. Originally, this wouldn't be a problem, but the bad thing is that this is a deity polluted by yellow mud."

"It still has self-awareness. It has tasted the incense of the human world."

"It wants to live. It refuses to be pulled into the Yellow Springs. It needs to find a clean vessel."

"The time it has left is only one day and one night. Do you think it's crazy or not?"

The brass oil lamp made it very clear.

Chen Huangpi looked up at the sky. It was probably another two hours until dawn. If it couldn't get what it wanted tonight, it would be at its most frantic during the day.

And just at that moment, Chen Huangpi suddenly felt a chill inside his clothes.

A cold and ferocious voice suddenly sounded in his mind.

"Dog Rearing Scripture."

It was the voice of the life-reaping ghost from the Soul-Hooking Manual.

Chen Huangpi's heart jumped. He tried to call out to the life-reaping ghost, but it was like a stone sinking into the sea, with no response at all.

What did it mean?

Why did it suddenly mention the Dog Rearing Scripture? Wasn't that a beast taming method?

Could it be that the method could solve the current predicament?

Chen Huangpi frowned, carefully recalling the method of the Dog Rearing Scripture.

The Dog Rearing Scripture was a beast taming method that could turn a tamed beast into a running dog, allowing it to exert strength beyond its original capabilities. He had already mastered the basics, but at this juncture, where could he find a beast to cooperate with him in practicing the Dog Rearing Scripture?

"Chen Huangpi, what are you thinking? Don't be afraid, I will protect you!"

The brass oil lamp thought Chen Huangpi was scared and spoke to comfort him.

Chen Huangpi suddenly froze, lowered his head, and stared at the brass oil lamp.

"Huang Er, I have a way to keep us both safe."

"What way?"

"You just have to be my dog."

"???"

The brass oil lamp was shocked and shouted in Chen Huangpi's head, "Letting me be your dog will save our lives? Then why can't you be my dog?"

"I'm serious."

"Me too!"

Chen Huangpi was about to continue persuading it, but just then, not far away, in front of the wooden house where Twelfth Madam lived, a shrill cry that was part human, part beast, came from the mouth of a horse-beast.

"Granny Tang, Xu Daniu, Zhao Tiezhu, believers of Huanghu Village, where are you? Where are you all?"

The voice was sharp, carrying a kind of crazed demonic nature.

"It's that mad mountain god. Chen Huangpi, quickly warn them."

The brass oil lamp urged anxiously.

Without any hesitation, Chen Huangpi immediately shouted, "Everyone close your eyes, don't pay any attention to it. If it can't find a direction, it can't get in."

Hearing this, Granny Tang said without thinking, "Quick, everyone close your eyes."

The cultivator closest to the crazed horse-beast directly sent a streak of sword qi, cutting off the horse-beast's head.

The head and body were instantly separated.

However, not a single drop of blood flowed out. Instead, it was a yellowish-brown substance that looked like a mixture of blood and mud.

Chen Huangpi noticed this strange change.

In his heart, the brass oil lamp's voice was also reminding him.

"Once your mind is bewitched by it, you become its puppet. You must be careful."

The severed head of the horse-beast was still screaming crazily.

It was calling out names as if taking attendance.

"Zhao Tiezhu, you asked me for wealth, and I granted it to you."

"Brother Daniu, it's Erniu. I'm in so much pain, I'm so scared. Where are you..."

With a bang, the horse-beast's head was directly blasted into pieces by a cultivator.

However, the other horse-beasts, as if infected, began to scream frantically.

"Kill! Quickly!"

Chen Huangpi didn't know what realm those few cultivators were.

But in the blink of an eye, all the horse-beasts had their heads smashed.

The air was filled with the stench of blood mixed with mud.

"The mountain god, it's the mountain god... We abandoned the mountain god, causing it to fall into the mire. It has come to punish us."

A villager screamed in terror, his body trembling like a leaf.

The bare-chested man knocked him unconscious with a palm strike. "The mountain god will not punish us. That is an evil god."

"Child, you know its background?"

Granny Tang appeared in front of Chen Huangpi, her remaining eye filled with a complex expression.

"You've had contact with it?"

Chen Huangpi nodded, "It is your mountain god."

"No, it is an evil god."

"Alright then, it's an evil god. It was polluted by the yellow mud. After the earth dragon turning ends, it will be pulled back to the Yellow Springs, but it doesn't want to go back, so it's looking for a clean vessel. Everyone could be a target."

"How could a deity fancy a mortal's vessel?"

A cold yet alluring voice sounded in Chen Huangpi's ear.

He looked up and saw that the veiled Twelfth Madam was standing in front of him.

Twelfth Madam said, "Just like the current emperor of Da Kang. He was used to wielding power and authority in life, and he still wants to be a ghost emperor after death. It's natural for a deity to be the same."

As she spoke, an object suddenly appeared in front of Twelfth Madam. It was square, cast from bronze, with dense symbols on it, and a yin-yang fish pointer in the center.

Chen Huangpi was somewhat surprised.

He recognized this thing. It was a Geomantic Divine Compass.

He had one too.

At this moment, the pointer of the Geomantic Divine Compass spun and suddenly pointed to a remnant from Huanghu Village.

Twelfth Madam waved her sleeve, and the person's head exploded with a bang.

"Stop!!!"

Granny Tang's face changed drastically, and a powerful aura instantly erupted from her body.

"What, a mere Golden Core cultivator wants to use the power of your mountain god to show off in front of this madam?"

Twelfth Madam sneered.

Before her laughter faded, the pointer pointed to another person, and that person's head also exploded.

"The ones this madam killed are all mortals who were bewitched by that evil god."

"Without them, we are safer."

"But madam, if you keep killing, the mud on the ground will be enough for that evil god to enter."

Chen Huangpi pointed to the ground where the corpses lay. The blood mixed with mud had separated at some point, and some of the mud was gathering together, as if to form a human shape.

(End of Chapter)