The Skin Painting Technique has existed since ancient times. It involves making clothes from human skin, dressing up as immortal beauties, and using evil techniques to tempt people. It is a method used by demons and monsters, involving trickery and deception to hunt and harm people.
Sui Yunfei noticed Tie Danâs silence and reluctance to take the medicine, which heightened his wariness, knowing that it was probably his first time witnessing such trickery. He smiled and demonstrated.
He turned around, took off his cloak, removed his mask, and stood bare-chested. He drank from the medicine bottle in his hand and muttered a spell. Suddenly, there was a series of cracking sounds as Sui Yunfeiâs bones shrank and his body became three feet shorter.
At the same time, Little Chuâs skin on the ground flew into the air like a sack and slipped over his head, transforming him into the appearance of the female cultivator. Only a slit was left at the back of his head, like an open bag.
Sui Yunfei then took a yellow talisman from his clothes, pasted it over the slit, and let his hair fall to cover it. When he turned around, he had already transformed into âLittle Chu,â with no differences at all.
"Itâs quite simple, see? This Bone-shrinking Medicine lasts three days. After the job is done, just peel off the skin."
Tie Dan frowned upon hearing his voice imitating a womanâs, and looked again at the two meat men.
"Peel it off? What about them? Do they need to be returned?"
âLittle Chuâ simply smiled without answering, and the two meat men giggled, one spoke softly, explaining,
"Our sistersâ foundations have been harmed by that old thing, making cultivation hopeless this life. Thanks to Young Master Suiâs kindness, granting us Immortal Fate, we can achieve the Golden Cicada Dispersion, transcending into reincarnation.
In the next life, we shall cultivate the Great Dao, join the Mystic Sect, and no longer suffer under Xuanjiâs old monsterâs oppression."
Tie Dan, seeing the Golden Cicada and flipping through his mental encyclopedia, recalled that this item, made from the shed relics of Immortals, was a secret treasure for hosting the Primordial Spirit of low-level cultivators who had not reached the Nascent Soul Realm, to achieve Soldier Disintegration reincarnation. Only a few of the nine major sects possessed such secret manuals, and they were usually bestowed to inner sectâs true disciples with remarkable Dao Seeds, very precious.
Clearly, Sui Yunfei must be a top-tier inner sect direct disciple of one of the nine major sects, possessing unfathomable divine skills, astonishing methods, and handling matters meticulously. All for the sake of obtaining an antler, he even meticulously settled all the causal connections of those involved like Tie Dan, Little Chu, and Shuangâer, arranging their affairs seamlessly with pragmatic skills.
One can only wonder what significant connection this antler has that makes it worth such an effort to steal, even exchanging it directly with a Golden Cicada should suffice, right? Or perhaps itâs personal vendetta against Xuan Jizi?
With such caution and concealment by Sui Yunfei, just being hired help, Tie Dan naturally avoided entangling himself or prying into these internal matters. He first confirmed that the Bone-shrinking Medicine was indeed non-toxic, made from a mystical Spirit Fruit produced by nature, with its miraculous effects of shrinking bones.
Thus, he too took the medicine, muttered spells, disguising himself into the appearance of âShuangâer.â
The subsequent matters were simple; Sui Yunfei and Tie Dan followed Little Chu and Shuangâerâs posture and movements, along with the various restrictions and arrays of White Deer Peak. When night fell, they sneaked into the mountain to carry out their task, while the two of them would remain here for another night, awaiting the next evening for a Soldier Disintegration, reincarnating without anyone noticing.
Having prior cultivation in the "Xuanming Xuanji Ice Qi Technique," Tie Dan could effectively simulate Shuangâerâs Inner Power True Qi cultivation, mimicking her movements and motions, though imitating the voice was beyond his skill. However, it was no real issue; keeping quiet and letting âLittle Chuâ handle the conversations sufficed.
As the time arrived and everyone was fully prepared, âLittle Chuâ and âShuangâerâ openly manipulated Qi and flew back to White Deer Peak.
No wonder Xuanji Sect disciples all knew how to fly, for the sect was based on the peak of a green cliff, with only a single narrow mountain path for entry and exit, unlike Cloud Platform Peak, which had various mounts like immortal cranes and iron dragons. Without the ability to fly, it would indeed be inconvenient.
âLittle Chuâ was obviously not new to sneaking up the mountain for reconnaissance, meticulously calculating the timing for infiltration. As they flew up, the Taoist Palace at the peak of the green cliff was emitting continuous auspicious radiance, with a thousand rays gleaming, evidently because the Xuanji old monster was setting up arrays and initiating restrictions in preparation for a closed training session to prevent intrusions.
With the ancestor personally setting up arrays, the Xuanji Sect disciples were rather laid back, stationed only by two children at the mountain gate, who, on seeing the two senior sisters return to the mountain, especially having once served the ancestor before, dared not inquire strictly, simply opened the gate and let them in.
Once inside, there was of course a hanging Demon Detection Treasure Mirror or similar Magic Artifact to inspect the true identity of entrants, to deter demons and heterodox outsiders.
However, Sui Yunfeiâs methods were superior; he had sent over two golden hairpins in advance, worn by Little Chu and Shuangâer for several days. Now, although the individuals under the skin had changed, even the âhairpinsâ were swapped, and as the Mysterious Mirror shone upon them, it clearly emitted two clusters of golden light, hiding the twoâs appearance in the fiery light and shadow and concealing them through.
Tie Dan was also amazed, inwardly remarking the Mystic Sectâs methods as delicate and flawless, realizing much he needed to learn.
Thus, without any danger, they entered the palace smoothly, proceeding directly to inspect the white deer.
This white deer was Xuanji Ancestorâs mount and Taoist companion, a spiritual beast and divine entity birthed by the heavens and earth, possessing thousands of years of cultivation, reaching the Divinity Transformation realm, capable of traveling a thousand miles a day, coming and going like the wind, proficient in the Five Elements Escape Technique, with solid True Qi, and its antlers holding the dual wheels of the sun and moon, shielded by Taiyin and Taiyang True Breath, evidently a top-notch divine spirit holy beast, a heaven-sent treasure.
However, since residing at White Deer Peak, it spent its days indulging in food and rest, now obese to the size of a giant elephant. Xuanji Sect disciples came to bathe and groom it, but it lay motionless, disinterested in its surroundings, allowing its antlers to be cut as needed, as it would have to shed them after all.
Of course, these antlers were Xuanji Sectâs supreme treasures, private assets of the Xuanji Ancestor, for exchanging resources with other Divinity Transformation monsters, naturally not easily shared. Sui Yunfei was taking considerable risks in attempting to steal them this time.
âLittle Chu,â seeing everything proceed smoothly, led âShuangâerâ to hide at the edge of the green cliff and spread medicine onto a patch of tender immortal herbs,
"Next, weâll just wait for them to send the vessel to the alchemy room. The ancestor must engage in dual cultivation for seven uninterrupted days.
Once morning arrives, that white deer will rise to graze, and once obnubilated by the medicated herb, we can cut the antler, and our mission is accomplished."
âShuangâerâ nodded silently, without a word.
With everything seemingly smooth and success within grasp, âLittle Chuâ grew somewhat impatient. Seeing no one around, she chuckled lightly,
"But it is Heavenâs aid. I was worried the original vessel was gone, fearing unexpected complications that might delay my important tasks.
Who would have thought that Xuanji Sect coincidentally captured a Demon Sect Saintess, just befitting for the ancestor to use, it appears itâs preordained."
Oh, to think they captured a Demon Sectâs...
âShuangâerâ sharpened her gaze.
"The Demon Sect Saintess? Whatâs her name?"
âLittle Chuâ,
"How would I know? I just heard that the Saintess disguised herself as a deserter from the Gen Kingdom, intercepted and questioned by Xuanji Sect disciples. Seeing she was quite attractive, they subdued her, only then discovering she belonged to the Demon Sect.
Itâs said that Demon Sect Saintesses are specifically used to aid the Sect Lords in replenishment breakthroughs, surprisingly delivering herself to the doorstep."
âShuangâerâ,
"...Where is she now? Already sent for Dual Cultivation?"
âLittle Chuâ calculated with fingers,
"The hour has not yet come, sheâs probably still being refined in the alchemy room. As the protocol goes, the vessel must be bathed and dressed, fed soup and medicine, soaked in medicated oils, scented to seal the Divine Soul and bewilder the Daoist Heart before being thoroughly prepared and unmistakably sent to the ancestorâs bed for enjoyment. That Saintessâs realm isnât quite there yet, hasnât even formed her core, she might need a bit more soaking, or else she might not last the seven days..."
Hence âShuangâerâ stood,
"Iâm going to save her."
âLittle Chuâ,
"...Huh??"
Yet âShuangâerâ was not joking, she had already flipped her wrist, the Xuanjian revealed, and leapt out.
"Damn it!"
âLittle Chuâsâ head spun in frustration, her white clothes fluttered as she teleported instantly, unveiling her golden knife to intercept âShuangâerâ,
"Fellow Daoist, youâve lost your mind! Donât do anything foolish!"
âShuangâerâ, with a green sword in hand, smeared its edge, and unleashed her sword energy,
"Rest assured, Iâll fulfill what I promised you. After rescuing the person, Iâll go to cut the antler."
âLittle Chuâ flew into a rage,
"Youâre a fool! The Demon Sect Saintess is none of your business! How can you even save her? That old monster can crush you with a slap!"
âShuangâerâ shook her head,
"No, heâs wary, seeing me repeatedly hinder his path, seizing his opportunities, he might grow increasingly suspicious, worried the Lifespan Tribulation is near.
If it were me, Iâd ignore trivial matters like the antler, the vessel, and the Saintessâs status. Taking or losing them wouldnât matter.
If I were him, regardless of consequences, Iâd immediately seize a disciple, retreat for training, and suppress the impending Dao Body threat at once. All other matters can wait; lifeâs time is long.
Given that time, I can rescue the person and escape."
âLittle Chuâ gritted her teeth,
"Youâre dreaming! Heâs a Divination Transformation Ancestor! Ruling over Hebei for thousands of years! Do you think itâll go as you wish!"
âShuangâerâ simply smiled,
"No, it will. Having reigned over the world for millennia, he has lost his sharpness and vigor; consumed by calculations, riddled with worries, he dares not act as impulsively as we do.
Because I have nothing to lose but my life; he canât afford such a loss."
âLittle Chuâ sneered, while âShuangâerâ continued,
"Youâve no choice either. Matters have reached this stage; youâve baited and released the lines, so regardless, you must succeed.
Instead of wasting time with me here, itâs better to help me save the person. Once sheâs rescued, weâll cut the antler. By then, it will still be I who the old monster chases, you will still have a chance to escape unscathed."
âLittle Chuâ looked coldly,
"Fellow Daoist, youâre taking great risks for the Demon Sect Saintess, have you fallen for her?
The distinction between righteousness and evil, the discernment between Xuan and Demon, is of paramount importance; do not delude yourself."
âShuangâerâ snorted coldly,
"Just keeping my promise. I assured a friend to deliver the Saintess to him, so I will undoubtedly do so, and of course, Iâll fulfill my promise to you as well."
âLittle Chuâ frowned,
"...Then it seems youâve fallen for that friend."
âShuangâerâ rolled her eyes and flew away.
âLittle Chuâ had no other options, so she twirled her golden knife and followed to assist.