Urban Undying Lord
Chapter 636 - 636 655 Grafting

636: Chapter 655: Grafting 636: Chapter 655: Grafting “Don’t…

don’t kill me!”

Everyone fears death, and Master Fahua was no exception.

His physical body had been destroyed, and now his Primordial Spirit was confined in Ye Xuan’s hand.

With just a gentle squeeze, Ye Xuan could cause his soul to scatter and perish.

“Nine Yin Kui Water?”

Boom!

A clump of Netherworld Ghost Fire erupted, directly enveloping Master Fahua.

The rolling Netherworld Intense Flames burned his Primordial Spirit, causing him to let out an extremely miserable cry.

“Ah!”

“Spare…

spare me!”

Ye Xuan’s methods were excessively cruel.

With the Netherworld Intense Flames eroding the Primordial Spirit, the Caster would suffer the agony of a myriad ants gnawing at their heart.

Master Fahua miserably begged for mercy, his Primordial Spirit gradually becoming illusory as if it was on the verge of collapse.

“Die!”

Bang!

Ye Xuan’s voice was cold as ice as he directly crushed Master Fahua’s Primordial Spirit in his hand.

Then he turned, his eyes heavy with gravity, to look at the pair of grandfather and granddaughter.

Shh!

A flicker of Immortal Light twinkled, and the ropes binding the two of them snapped apart.

However, at that very moment, the little girl’s pupils dilated, and black blood constantly spilled from the corners of her mouth, while Uncle Zhuo’s body twitched, his mouth also overflowing with black blood.

Hum!

The Daluo Immortal Light enveloped the grandfather and granddaughter, a gentle force flowing into their bodies, which let them slowly regain consciousness.

Yet, a wisp of black aura twisted around the center of their foreheads.

The Nine Yin Kui Water was extremely malicious.

Even an Immortal who came into contact with it would face death and the destruction of their path.

The grandfather and granddaughter were mere mortals; they were essentially in a situation with no chance of survival.

Although Ye Xuan’s Cultivation was powerful, trying to purge the Nine Yin Kui Water from them was impossible.

They simply could not withstand his immortal power, and it would only hasten their death.

“Cough—cough—cough!”

Uncle Zhuo, as if catching a brief flash of light before dying, opened his eyes.

However, the deathly aura between his brows grew even denser, and his pupils began to scatter.

“Save…

save little Zhuo Ma!”

Black blood continued to spill from Uncle Zhuo’s mouth as he tightly grasped Ye Xuan’s arm, uttering an extremely weak voice.

At this moment.

Ye Xuan’s brow was tightly furrowed, a heavy shade crossing his eyes because he simply could not save them.

The time they had ingested the Nine Yin Kui Water was too long, and the poison had corroded all of their internal organs.

Even if he gave them the Nine Revolutions Daluo Golden Pill, it would not save their lives.

Pfft!

Uncle Zhuo’s mouth sprayed out black blood, mixed with his shattered organs.

His eyes became increasingly withered – it was clear that the Nine Yin Kui Water had already destroyed all his bodily functions, and it wouldn’t be long before his soul would return to the Underworld.

“Grandpa…

Grandpa!”

On the other side, the little girl’s body was bruised and purple, with black aura squirming around her frail body like maggots, and black blood continuously spilled from her mouth.

Her flesh was gradually withering away.

“Damn it!”

Ye Xuan roared in a deep anger, his surrounding Immortal Light wildly chaotic.

Despite his towering Cultivation, the Nine Yin Kui Water was a supremely evil substance.

It could be said that if an Immortal were affected, it would be easier to speak of.

Ye Xuan, wielding Supreme Cultivation, could force the Nine Yin Kui Water out – but not without consequence.

However, both the grandfather and the child were mere mortals, completely incapable of withstanding his immortal power.

Moreover, the Nine Yin Kui Water had already destroyed all of their bodily functions; at this moment, Ye Xuan was utterly helpless.

“Little Ye…

save…

save little Zhuo Ma,” Uncle Zhuo, shrouded by the aura of death, clutched Ye Xuan’s arm tightly, his mouth emitting sounds of mournful pleading.

“Save…

save Grandpa!” The little girl’s tender face was wracked with intense pain.

She kept groaning until she lost consciousness.

Whoosh!

Ye Xuan took a deep breath and exhaled heavily before grasping Uncle Zhuo’s hand, his voice serious, “Nine Yin Kui Water is the most yin and evil substance in the world.

If I am to save little Zhuo Ma, I can only transfer the Nine Yin Kui Water from her body into yours, but by doing so, you…”

“I am an old man with a life of little value.

As long as little Zhuo Ma can live, just do as you must!” Uncle Zhuo gave a bitter smile, a trace of relief appearing in his eyes.

“Alright!”

Ye Xuan clenched his fists slightly, aware that there was no other way out.

One death was better than two.

Hum!

Ye Xuan’s hands formed immortal techniques, and as he pointed a finger, he sliced the wrists of the grandfather and child.

Beneath the cover of the Daluo Immortal Light, one could see their blood connected, with strands of terrifying black air being transferred from the girl into Uncle Zhuo.

Connected by blood, grafting the root onto another.

This was a method of bloodline transmission, the only means of saving the little girl at this moment, because the Nine Yin Kui Water was too vicious.

Even with Ye Xuan’s terrifying power, this was his only method.

Ye Xuan was no stranger to Nine Yin Kui Water; when he first entered the Heavenly Court to exterminate the Changsheng Immortal Venerable, he used Nine Yin Kui Water.

The mere touch of it made the other’s soul scatter and die, revealing the terror of the Nine Yin Kui Water.

Little did Ye Xuan expect that Master Fahua would possess such a sinister substance.

Had it not been for his oversight, which allowed that man to escape with his life, today’s events would not have unfolded.

“Little…

Little Ye…

take good care of her.”

Uncle Zhuo’s voice came weakly; his flesh was rapidly disintegrating, his bones turning to nothingness until his whole being vanished from Ye Xuan’s sight.

A living being disappeared before Ye Xuan’s eyes.

Ye Xuan stood silently; Uncle Zhuo’s death was indirectly caused by him.

Had he never come to Little Stone Village, perhaps Uncle Zhuo might not have died before him.

Guilt?

Or self-reproach?

Ye Xuan was in a complex mood, his eyes somewhat puzzled.

Although he had not been in contact with the grandfather and child for long, the time he spent with them gave him a sense of peace and harmony.

Ye Xuan cherished this feeling, but as he witnessed Uncle Zhuo’s death before his eyes, his heart was deeply stirred, as if a crack had appeared on the frozen surface of his soul.

Throughout Ye Xuan’s journey, he had left behind a trail of bones.

His firsthand experience with death had numbed his soul, impervious to the slightest ripple.

“The feeling of heartache?” Ye Xuan covered his chest, murmuring to himself.

“Ye…

Brother Ye!”

Suddenly, just as Ye Xuan was immersed in thought, a weak voice reached him, rousing him from his reverie as he turned to look at the little girl.

At this moment.

The little girl looked frail, like skin and bones.

Although Ye Xuan had transferred the Nine Yin Kui Water from her body into Uncle Zhuo’s, sparing her life for now, the Nine Yin Kui Water was like a parasite deeply embedded in her marrow.

It wouldn’t be long before it resurfaced, and by then, the little girl would still face death.

“Twelve Grade Golden Lotus of Merits!”

Ye Xuan spoke in a low voice, determination flashing in his eyes.

To completely expel the Nine Yin Kui Water, it would require the Twelve Grade Golden Lotus.

“Brother Ye, where did Grandpa go?”

The little girl struggled to get up, looking intently at Ye Xuan with her lips tightly pressed together.

She seemed to sense something, moisture forming in her eyes, yet she forcibly held back her tears.