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Chapter 293 - 291: The Initial Success of Summoning the Immortal Child_2

Chapter 293: Chapter 291: The Initial Success of Summoning the Immortal Child_2

With the continuous engraving of the runes, and as Wang Zijia’s spell continued, the spiritual python slowly began to feel uncomfortable, attempting to twist its body.

"Roar!"

A moment later, this discomfort turned into intense pain, and it began to struggle frantically. Wang Zijia, however, didn’t pay any attention to its reaction and a massive amount of mana along with essence blood runes were injected into the python’s body, causing it to feel an increasing pain. The python couldn’t faint and could only struggle desperately.

The five ghosts in the corner, having witnessed the python’s ordeal, thought of their own experiences and began to huddle together in fear, hoping that Wang Zijia would not notice them.

The intense fluctuations of magic power were restrained in the room, stirring up a strong spiritual wind in the small space.

The candlelight flickered, casting a shimmering red light. Accompanied by gusts of cold winds and the adorable new snake’s painful and desperate struggle, the scene resembled a demonic ritual. If captured by the Law Enforcement Team, it would lead straight to the Demon Suppressing Tower!

"Pfft!"

This eerie disturbance continued for half an hour before abruptly stopping with a light sound.

The struggling golden spiritual python suddenly stiffened, and its entire body collapsed as if it had lost its support. Soon, its flesh started to shrink and eventually only a golden snake skin was left behind.

Unlike the translucent skin shed by the snake, the snake skin seemed lifelike, as if the entire snake’s body had been devoured clean by it, leaving the lifelike skin in a state of confusion.

It was obvious that the newborn spiritual python, having experienced a transformation in its form for the second time, was somewhat at a loss.

Wang Zijia then made a gesture and the snake skin transformed into the length of his arm. Like a peculiar belt, it had ended up in his hands, which he was carefully playing with.

This was a peculiar instrument made of skin and also a different kind of life.

Could it be called a demon?

A devil?

A magical beast?

In any case, it was another level of creature.

Name: Dragon Python Painted Skin

Level: Pseudo-Spiritual Tool

Function One: Growth. Made from a dragon python with good potential, it retained a complete spiritual nature due to the material for refining ritual. It has a strong potential for growth, is an alternative living being, and can be trained as a spiritual object. It has the potential to become a magic treasure, but its consumption is unknown.

Function Two: Poisonous Cloud Ice Rain Technique. It inherits the dragon python’s innate technique, and its effect is good.

Function Three: Python Boost. It can briefly explode with the power of the Perfected Realm. This is a common characteristic of skins produced through the Demonic Bone Skin-Painting Art. It can stack boosts through multiple skins.

Playing with the golden snake skin in his hands, the snake skin writhed about, revealing a conflicting emotion of affection and fear, constantly slithering around Wang Zijia’s wrist.

It was like a little puppy that he had hit a few times. It instinctively tried to please him by licking him, yet it was also somewhat afraid.

"Not bad, but when compared to the Five Ghosts, it doesn’t have many core differences. Keeping the Five Ghosts is already tiresome enough, so why would I need a bunch of skin demons? Forget it!"

"After all, what the Five Ghosts eat are corpses, a prime case of ’waste not, want not.’ The resources used to raise skin demons could have been used to improve my own cultivation!"

During this train of thought, Wang Zijia moved slightly and the snake skin draped over his hand transformed into a golden snake tattoo, staying still on the back of his hand.

He turned his gaze towards the Five Ghosts. His goal for tonight wasn’t to create any skin devices, that was merely a byproduct.

The Demonic Bone Skin-Painting Art had two methods of refining: primary skin and secondary skin. The secondary skin was just like what happened earlier, draining the whole target and transforming it into a skin device. Whether it retains its spiritual wisdom or not can be chosen deliberately, but there is also an element of luck involved. It’s not certain that the spiritual wisdom will be preserved just because one wishes to retain it.

The primary skin method, if done right, could serve as a second life. But if not done properly, one could end up like the Fox Taoist, turning himself into a skin demon with a lifeless body left behind.

Of course, these were the outcomes for the inexperienced. He already had minor accomplishment in the arts, so even if something went wrong, it would only mean terminating the process.

"Come here!" As his thoughts were unfolding, Wang Zijia beckoned to the Five Ghosts.

Big Baby walked to Wang Zijia with a flattering expression, stuttering and stammering.

"Lie down yourself!" Wang Zijia said indifferently without budging.

Big Baby’s face turned pale in an instant, and his legs began to shiver uncontrollably. The other four ghosts in the distance would have run away if they weren’t too frightened of Wang Zijia.

"Hmm?" Wang Zijia snorted lightly when he saw that Big Baby was not moving.

"Slap!" Big Baby couldn’t resist, his legs gave way, and he fell onto the ground. He wasn’t unwilling, he was just scared stiff.

"Look at you, acting like a wimp. You’re really a disgrace to your kind!" Seeing this, Wang Zijia was speechless. He picked up chubby Big Baby and threw him onto the Bone Altar.

As Big Baby lay on the Bone Altar, he felt the cold emanating from the bone underneath him, an icy chill seemingly penetrating his bones, continuously invading his body and leaving him uncontrollably shivering.

Wang Zijia paid him no mind and began to cast his spell once again.

This time, because it was the skinning of a Wicked Ghost and moreover, it was the crafting of a Master Skin, intense gusts shook the entire basement, as an eerie atmosphere spread. It was as if some demon was about to descend.

Luckily, this was Wang Zijia’s well-prepared laboratory, hence all the commotion was contained within the room and didn’t spread.

With the experience gained from before, and having achieved minor accomplishment in the Demonic Bone Skin-Painting Art, the refining process was relatively smooth.

"Waaaaa!"

Shortly, with the Rune injected by Wang Zijia into Big Baby’s body, Big Baby couldn’t help but let out a mournful howl, looking extremely pitiful.

He did not show such a demeanor when his bones had been drawn and flesh refined, a clear indication of how unfriendly the Demonic Bone Skin-Painting Art was to the subjects of the refining process. It was akin to the excruciating experience of being skinned alive, an extreme form of torment.

The Four Ghosts on the side felt even more terrified, especially the most faint-hearted Fifth Child, whose eyes were continuously welling up with bloody tears.

Wanting to cry but not daring to do so was indeed a pitiful sight. Demonic beings like them were truly oppressed.

After a long while, Big Baby suddenly sat up uncontrollably. His body rigid and his eyes full of horror, he bared his nails like ghost claws, involuntarily piercing his own chest.

"Master, Master, Big Baby can’t take it anymore!" Big Baby let out a mournful cry, speaking in desperation, " If this continues, I’ll lose my life!"

"Master, have mercy!"

"Master, have mercy!"

"······"

Seeing this, the Four Ghosts, who were all connected at heart, also knelt down together and kept kowtowing towards Wang Zijia.

"Thump, thump!"

Wang Zijia’s eyes turned cold as he glared at the Four Ghosts.

"Er!"

Startled, the Four Ghosts froze and dared not move.

"Waaaaa!"

Under the influence of Wang Zijia’s Mana Wave, Big Baby’s hands were separated, and amidst his heart-wrenching howl, he skinned himself alive.

"Whoosh!"

"Plop!"

Like peeling off a chicken egg’s shell, Big Baby, now bloodied, slid out of his own skin, his flesh-and-blood body, much like a blob of mud, collapsed to the ground.

The empty Painted Skin, standing in its original place, exploded with a strong Spiritual Light, stirring up a gust of Yin Wind in the basement.

"Eh!"

Big Baby’s screams abruptly stopped. He lowered his head, first looking at the bloodied figure on the Altar, then at his own form that had turned into a Skin Demon.

The next moment, his perspective suddenly switched. He was now the one lying on the ground, with a vacant human skin standing behind him — a rather surreal sight.

"It’s done!"

Seeing this, Wang Zijia’s face lit up with joy.

He quickly seeped into Big Baby’s body, under his modification, new skin slowly but painfully grew on Big Baby’s bloody exterior. Every time an inch grew, half an inch withered away, like some force was preventing its growth.

The itching was so intense that Big Baby could only grimace, but without Wang Zijia’s permission, he dared not move.

This was the downside of crafting a Master Skin. Under normal circumstances, if one didn’t wear a Master Skin, they would remain bloody and raw forever.

However, under Wang Zijia’s exceptional methods, this side effect did not exist.

After a while, Big Baby returned to his original state and stood up. There were now two Big Babies on the Altar, looking identical, but one had an empty chest, with only a human skin inside.

Under Wang Zijia’s instruction, Big Baby carefully stepped forward, putting on his own skin.

Next, under Wang Zijia’s command, Big Baby transformed into Spiritual Light, rushing towards Second Child.