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Chapter 641 - 551: Demon Skin Controlling God Monarch

Chapter 641: Chapter 551: Demon Skin Controlling God Monarch

In the center of the great hall, a super king-size bed occupying several square meters held the central position.

At this moment, a stunning figure of somewhat indistinguishable gender was languidly sprawled in it.

Well, you couldn’t really tell whether it was male or female.

Because prior to becoming the real person, Wuyou God Monarch was just a dual-ended plug. Yet, after he attained enlightenment through the Yin and Yang Dao, it indeed became impossible to determine his gender.

Because, quite frankly, he could be either male or female. This wasn’t an interpretive description, as used in his previous life, but a descriptor in the literal sense.

Also, it wasn’t anything as perverse as being a hermaphrodite.

When he wanted to be a man, he was a man. When he grew tired, he could change into a woman’s form to lie down and enjoy a little relaxation.

Because of this, his relationships within the sect were quite extensive.

After all, as Devil Cultivators, they didn’t think much of sowing wild oats among their comrades, let alone exchanging cultivation insights and achievements with one another during their leisure time.

"My dear Qi Qi, what is the secretive matter? I’m kind of curious too!"

As Wang Zijia walked through a plethora of pink curtains and stood before the giant bed, the indolent God Monarch Wuyouzi lay there, the light muslin covering his graceful body, exposing and concealing all at once. Despite being covered, he appeared as tempting as if he were not.

It was clear that this guy wanted to indulge himself recently!

"Gulp!"

Wang Zijia swallowed nervously, his eyes radiating intense heat as they fixed on the figure above him.

"Giggle!"

Wuyouzi laughed coquettishly, his movements flirtatious.

"Come on up, darling. I haven’t guided your cultivation in a while. Let’s see if you’ve made any recent progress."

At Wuyouzi’s words, Wang Zijia impatiently clambered up on the bed, hastily lunged towards Wuyouzi.

"Giggle, look at you, so impatient... What is this? Ah!... Damn it, what the hell is this thing..."

Upon seeing Wang Zijia pouncing on him, the latter’s body suddenly withered, and turned into a strange human skin that wrapped around Wuyouzi at lightning speed.

Wang Zijia’s deception was too thorough, too genuine. Wuyouzi hadn’t noticed anything abnormal.

Everything happened too fast, too suddenly.

Even if Wang Zijia had directly attacked him and reduced him to a pile of dust by a sword, he still had a chance to escape.

But the reason why the Skin Demon Instrument Body terrified him so much was that the moment the human skin enveloped him, he lost all control of his body!!

In such a situation, no amount of contingency measures would be of any use.

The next moment, the human skin completely closed, disappearing at the surface of Wuyouzi.

Wuyouzi regained his original appearance, but lay stiffly in place, unable to move a muscle except for the mouth he had deliberately opened, even his eyeballs were unable to shift.

It was as if someone else’s body had become his, he became a mere spectator.

Wang Zijia quietly let out a sigh of relief. Even though he had achieved peak Yuan Shen Cultivation power, dealing with a God Monarch of the Demon Path, especially one who made no sound, and wiped out stealthily, was not an easy task.

Of course, once they let the Artifact Demon Skin envelop, it’d be a different story.

Under the blessings of Tao Fruit, even Earth Immortal would need to kneel down, provided the opponent obediently let him put it on.

Only after Wang Zijia confirmed there weren’t any other anomalies did he reveal his body from the side of the bed.

"Who are you?"

Wuyou Decree stiffly watched as Wang Zijia emerged from disguise and revealed his face, his mood as dark as his countenance.

"Practicing Shape Painting Skin? Animal servant cloaked in fur? Or Bone Method?"

"Those are the only few that could render me utterly helpless. I believe I’ve never offended any seniors, nor have I practiced any related Dao Laws that might be of great use to a senior."

"If seniors lack a furnace ding, I can think of a solution for the senior, ensuring their satisfaction..."

Wang Zijia’s mind slightly moved, and Wuyouzi, who had wanted to say more, was unable to continue speaking.

Immediately afterward, under Wuyouzi’s horrified gaze, Wang Zijia’s fingertip gathered spiritual light.

As a streak of dazzling spiritual light flew out, Wuyou God Monarch watched in horror as he opened his mouth automatically, eagerly swallowing that streak of spiritual light.

In the next moment, a devastating sense of erosion trembled from the depths of his soul, although it seemed unassuming, it was disturbingly ostentatious, blatantly telling him that his life no longer belonged to him!

His entire body under skin demon’s control, he could only watch helplessly as the erosion completely took over him.

He knew he was finished!

As a Devil Cultivator, he understood the consequence of being controlled by such means too well.

Being dead might even be considered a luxury!

The horror was no longer being himself, and being acutely aware of it!

Knowing that there was a strange human-skin cloak on him made him even more confused!

He couldn’t comprehend the technique that had made him, a God Monarch, lose control over himself as if he was merely a spectator.

It wasn’t as simple as just control. At the moment the Skin Demon possessed him, he clearly felt as if he was being seized, even though he wasn’t.

All of himself was under the control of the other party, who could continue to live through his body if they wished to.

Turning the Painted Skin technique into such a strange situation, it must have been hard even for a Cultivator at the Tribulation Stage!

Whether it was transforming into beasts or refining bones through the Painted Skin technique, reaching such a level, why would they waste it on such an insignificant person like him?

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While Wuyouzi was deep in thought, the process of erosion was already completed.

In the next moment, he felt lighter as a layer of human skin peeled off from him. He regained control over his body but completely did not dare to move.

This was actually a technique that could be used multiple times!!!

The human skin floated up, transforming into another identical Ji Qi, but this Ji Qi was visibly hollow from the center of his face. His body was empty, merely a perfect skin suit.

It floated up and stood next to Wang Zijia, wearing a wicked smile.

Having experienced his terror, Wuyouzi immediately felt a chill run down his spine.

"You can try to trigger your survival technique. If you can escape, I will go back to the clan and practice for another 8,000 years before coming out," Wang Zijia said, looking at the person on the bed calmly.

The hollow human skin also started talking with him. Their overlapping voices echoed within the empty skin, turning Wang Zijia into an incredibly sinister figure.

"Wuyouzi serves Master!" Wuyouzi, who dared not move, instantly got up and said in a sweet voice.

His reaction and words were somewhat unexpected for Wang Zijia.

"Do you think that I am still obsessed with appearances?" Wang Zijia extended his hand and casually wore the human skin next to him like a piece of clothing.

Wuyouzi’s face stiffened for a moment. He raised his hand to beckon a magnificent flowing Immortal Robe to dress him, concealing his perfect body.

Wang Zijia looked around; the Great Hall was large and well-decorated, yet there was not a single chair.

With a wave of his hand, the Five Ghosts transformed into a special White Bone Skull Throne.

"The Five Ghosts Technique? The sect’s inherited technique? Senior, are you a member of our sect?" Wuyouzi, who had just gotten off the bed, asked incredulously.

"It appears you haven’t quite understood your current situation." In response to Wuyouzi’s question, Wang Zijia casually sat down on the Throne, looking at him indifferently.

The moment Wuyouzi encountered Wang Zijia’s indifferent gaze and words, he shivered all over, and knelt down before Wang Zijia, crying out in panic, "This humble servant knows her wrongs, please punish me, Master!"

As she spoke, her beautiful face was full of sorrow, making her seem pitiful and strangely provocative.

"Heh!" Wang Zijia’s eyes did not change the least. He asked, "Before you cultivated the Yin and Yang Dao, were you male or female?"

"Male, I think?" Wuyouzi replied uncertainly.

’Can even this awareness be blurred?’

Wang Zijia, "······"

You can’t afford to mess with the big shots of the Yin and Yang Dao!

If this Yin and Yang Dao were practiced in some countries overseas in his previous life, it would probably be considered a sacred path!

His thoughts wandered for a moment, then Wang Zijia immediately re-collected his mind, ignoring all the messy thoughts.

"How many Yuan Shen Cultivators are there in the Burial Spirit Sect? Are there any Cultivators in Tribulation Stage?" Wang Zijia paused for a moment, then added,

"You better consider your current situation before answering. You should understand the significance of me asking you instead of directly searching your soul."

Even without Wang Zijia’s warning, Wuyouzi had already considered herself a servant; it was clear that she understood her place and was adaptable.

She managed to rise to power through the Yin and Yang Dao and wasn’t dried up by others; instead, she became successful, which already explained a lot.

Things like face were abandoned in her childhood, probably thrown away somewhere in Java!

In the Devil Gate, except for those who lucked out and became successful quickly by eating some Big Shot’s inheritance, most of those who achieved success and fame did it by themselves. There were no simple ones among them that weren’t like Cultivator Furnace Ding.

Therefore, Wuyouzi knew what to do even without Wang Zijia’s reminder.

Betraying the Sect? Isn’t that a common occurrence?

Hasn’t everyone seen how the Sect’s big shots have also raised numerous disciples as food!

"To answer Senior, there are a total of seven Yuan Shen Cultivators, three overtly, and four covert. But these four are also Patriarchs of other sects, so they can only be considered nominal and do not necessarily stay within our sect all year round."

"As for Cultivators in the Tribulation Stage, our Sect has none, only the Bone Soul Sect has two - the current Sect Leader Qi Wangxian and the former Sect Leader Qi Chounu."

"There are two forces of the Tribulation-stage level: one is the Sect’s treasure, and the other is the Protecting Sect Array. One of them is a damaged Seventh-Rank Immortal Array, and the other is a dilapidated Seventh-Rank Ancient Immortal Treasure. Both are controlled by the Sect Leader."

’Indeed, apart from the Protecting Sect Array, there are other forces at the Tribulation Stage. It makes sense since it’s a Great Clan that controls the entire Southern Territory of the Bone Soul Sect. They should have some hidden cards.’

While Wang Zijia’s thoughts were spinning, Wuyouzi paused, glanced at Wang Zijia’s White Bone throne operated by the Four Ghost Immortal Boys underneath, and took the initiative to add:

"The Sect Leader also practices the Five Ghost Spirit Guide Canon of our Sect, but he attained Dao through the Five Ghost Burial Spirit Method, which is not as orthodox as Senior’s technique!"