ah?The palace fighting system can also cultivate immortality

Chapter 153 Taking Slaves
As soon as the sword was drawn out, it retracted an inch.

Du Xinghe lowered his eyes.

Sword Spirit: [We can’t defeat him, so let’s just run away. ]

How could there be such a sword that can boost others' morale but destroy one's own prestige!
A magical weapon with a spirit must choose a wise master, so it also has the ability to recognize good talents. It saw at a glance that the indescribable gelatinous substance in front of it was superior to its master, so running away was the best strategy.

What the sword spirit could see, Du Xinghe also noticed.

She is not a reckless person. She chooses to draw her sword because she has something else to rely on.

"You are Yun Yongshu, right?"

It squirmed a little, and the face protruding from the smooth surface showed a look of nostalgia, but in just an instant, it changed into a deeper shame, regret and vigilance. Because his emotions were too complicated, in her eyes, his face wrinkled into a ball when she heard his name.

"You know my name, did my brother tell you?"

Yun Yongshu naturally knew that it was not glorious for him to become like this.

But its strength is indeed far beyond what it used to be, and it firmly believes that as long as it can seize the golden elixir of a sword cultivator and refine it, it will be able to reopen the door and settle old accounts with the old Taoist.

"no,"

Du Xinghe's sleeves sank slightly, and an ancient book fell into her hands. She injected spiritual power into it and raised her thin lips slightly: "As a master, how can you not know the name of your servant?"

As soon as it finished speaking, before it had time to get angry, its huge body was bound by bursts of black light, and the remaining spiritual power of the former owner of Liuyang Mansion gathered on its body. It was like a worm as tall as a hill, struggling to raise its head with a hideous face.

The tiles on the inner courtyard eaves were attracted by the invisible force, peeled off the roof, flew onto it, and became its hard armor. With Yun Yongshu as the center, a powerful suction force erupted outward, and Du Xinghe was almost sucked over - the heavy sword was unsheathed, and the blade that could cut iron like mud stabbed into the ground, half of the sword was buried in the ground, and it moved five meters before it barely stopped.

The sword spirit never dreamed that he was dug out from the ground to be used as a brake.

You really don't treat the sword as a sword.

I saw the giant thing in front of me changing again.

The debris that was absorbed by it, the broom became blood vessels, the tiles became flesh and blood, the doors and windows became bones...

They form the shape of hands and feet.

Simple, but usable.

Just as Du Xinghe guessed, the restrictions that the contract imposed on living creatures did not disappear with the departure of its owner.

As a "house slave" registered in the indenture, Yun Yongshu himself would be bound by the new owner of the indenture, and could only rely on external objects to support his activities. The four huge new hands and feet landed in the opposite direction, propping up the bloated main body.

With every step forward, the floor seemed to tremble.

"I've been looking for this contract for so long... where did you find it?"

Yun Yongshu asked in a hoarse voice.

Du Xinghe said: "Search your intestines and scrape your stomach."

Yun Yongshu thought about it, understood, and looked at her differently: "It's something you evil cultivators can do."

Just as it finished speaking, it shouted angrily: "Change me back!"

"Are you still not satisfied with being an official?"

"……give me back!"

Du Xinghe could sense resentment from its tone.

Even though they have been transformed into a monster, they are still thinking about the missing two taels of meat. It can be seen that the three words "lifeline" are quite correct.

Du Xinghe chuckled and drew his light sword again.

With the suppressing effect of the contract book, she dared to take a risk and challenge this polluted gray-pink meat mountain entrenched in the Liuyang Pool of the Torch-level secret realm. The sticky blood plasma on its back was torn and jumped with every step. It was hard to imagine that a cultivator with an immortal appearance would turn himself into this state in pursuit of power.

Did what you see in the painting really happen?
There are still questions about crossing the galaxy, but obviously, solving the mystery is not the top priority at the moment.

Xue Ming was unsheathed with a loud bang, clearing away the foul air around him.

“——Come and get it yourself.”

In a duel above the Jindan level, it all depends on how far the cultivator has gone on his path and how refined his cultivation has been.

Before the Jindan stage, Du Xinghe believed in swordsmanship. After the Jindan stage, she experienced a life-and-death battle at the branch of the Samsara Institute, which made her more aware - swordsmanship is the medium for sword practitioners to release spiritual power and swordsmanship, just like the talismans for talisman practitioners and the magic weapons for weapon practitioners.

As Yun Yongshu slightly bent his four legs and leaped high into the air, the spiritual pressure that was generated caused the five senses of those who approached to begin to distort. The first thing that noticed the abnormality was that the colors began to become exponentially more colorful.

This is the original color of all things.

There is an upper limit to the colors that the naked eye nerves can perceive and the brain can distinguish.

In nature, hummingbirds, which have exceptional color vision, have a fourth type of cone cell on their retinas, and can see a hundred times more colors than ordinary humans.

Du Xinghe once felt that there are differences between cultivators and mortals, but high-level cultivators and ordinary foundation-building and core-forming practitioners are not like the same species. What everyone can see and touch are different, but they all look human.

At this moment, the closer she got to the giant object in front of her, the more Du Xinghe's five senses were forcibly pried open, and a large amount of colors burned across her retina.

Mountains are not mountains, and water is not water.

Is it bad to watch too much?
If he could see the world as seen by a higher-level cultivator, he might gain some insights, but being forced to see it in battle would only disrupt Du Xinghe's judgment.

boom!
She leaned slightly to the side and barely avoided the opponent's attack.

She originally thought it was a stone staircase, but she missed a step and fell rapidly.

It turned out to be a well.

The cold well water flooded over her shoulders. She raised her head. The light outside the well went out. A huge monster pressed down the well mouth. Countless flesh buds emerged from its body, trying to trap her in the well and kill her.

Du Xinghe grasped his sword.

The sword flashed, and in an instant, the water in the abandoned deep well was endowed with spiritual energy, surging up and turning into ice inch by inch.

"Lan Shuangjiang!"

……

After a moment of silence, an ice dragon rose from the well and blasted through Yun Yongshu's gelatinous flesh that was blocking the well mouth. The originally grayish-white flesh was frozen stiff and white, and the face on its body also showed a little surprise: "You can actually use a complete sword style."

Du Xinghe jumped a hundred meters away and stood on the eaves.

If she were to move further away from the source of the pollution, she would be able to hear again.

The glance at the world behind the door almost burst her five golden cores, but it also improved her state of mind. She did not lose the upper hand in the face of Yun Yongshu's pressure, and was not affected to the point of losing her grip on the sword.

Seeing her eyes closed, Yun Yongshu smiled: "You've seen too much, so you just close your eyes? You have a lot of ideas..."

"You still have many secrets."

Yun Yongshu looked at her carefully, and the wounds on her body healed in the blink of an eye.

"After I assimilate you, we'll come and reminisce about the past." It said with great interest. It knew the difference in strength between the two and was not in a hurry at all: "Come on, use all you know - Liuyang Pond is firmly controlled by the Five Elements Sect. I haven't seen a sword cultivator in a long time."

As soon as he finished speaking, the swordsman in front of him opened his eyes.

Yun Yongshu was stunned.

It clearly remembered that her eyes were black, but now they were filled with endless purple.

It is difficult to describe what kind of eyes those are. Just by staring at them, one feels as if one's body and even soul are being seen through.

After being stunned, it couldn't help but feel annoyed.

How could a young female cultivator who had just started out understand what she had been through? It was just another little trick of resistance!

Crash.

The "Contract Book" flipped without wind in Du Xinghe's hands. She held the sword in one hand and the book in the other, and every word shone with golden light: On the 23rd day of the fourth month of summer, Yun Yongshu voluntarily sold himself to be a servant in Liuyang Mansion.

These seventeen words firmly curbed most of the monster's power.

The book didn't mention the reason. Why would a promising disciple of the Five Elements Sect be willing to be a servant in the secret realm? It was unknown. Du Xinghe didn't have the luxury of leaving someone half-alive to satisfy their curiosity.

These seventeen words turned into an invisible golden net, enveloping Yun Yongshu and binding him.

She knew what it relied on. That door "elevated" its realm in a short period of time. In terms of paper strength, it was far superior to her.

Just like the monsters in the Souls-like games used to torture novices, one hit will leave only a layer of skin left.

A single hit from any small monster with a broom could kill her.

However, no matter how powerful the lethality is, if you can't hit the target, it's all in vain.

Yun Yongshu thought he had destroyed her five senses, turning her back into a blind mortal. However, the purple wisdom pupils that had experienced baptism caught this colorful scene and even took in its real and fake attack routes.

Du Xinghe saw very clearly what it wanted to do and what it was going to do.

There is no real shortcut to cultivating immortals. The stolen cultivation has already stretched it to the point of bursting. As long as the most critical weakness is found, it will be like fish on the chopping board.

"Oh, you run really fast. I wonder how long you can run."

"You actually tried to bind me with a contract......!"

Yun Yongshu's face was distorted.

Du Xinghe turned a deaf ear to them. She could always find a glimmer of hope in the intensive attacks. She kicked the ground with her right foot, leaned over and slid towards the belly of the giant. The sword flashed, and powerful spiritual power rose from the ground.

In order to thrust the sword accurately, she took the opponent's attack head-on and lost all hearing with her left ear.

The sound of bone cracking sounded.

Her bones were broken, which was not unusual.

"Something's wrong, something's wrong with you..."

Yun Yongshu learned from his brother that this sword cultivator was good at using poison, so he had been on guard against her poison. After all, evil cultivators had many strange and bizarre methods. What if there really was such a legendary poison that could corrode even a cultivator in the God Transformation Stage? Wouldn't it be a big deal?

Du Xinghe could guess what it could defend against.

Through that tremendous sword strike, she activated the enhanced power of the Zhenwu Incarnation Technique.

This monster was not afraid of being hacked and chopped, and had a strong self-healing ability. If she chopped it for half an hour, it might only suffer some superficial injuries. So she changed her mind and used the healing ability that our water spirit roots were best at, but which always backfired.

It was as if someone had pumped air into his body, and a large piece of the grayish-white flesh suddenly bulged up.

"No! I don't need it! Stop!"

It was shocked and angry.

Wounds can heal, but what about growths?

When Yun Yongshu reacted, his whole body was already swollen with lumps and swellings, and his skin was translucent. The green energy of the Zhenwu Incarnation Art was wrapped around him like a coiled snake, constantly growing and devouring his spiritual energy.

The originally round and flawless body was stretched to the point of almost bursting.

This behemoth looks extremely powerful, yet it is vulnerable.

Chi Xiao and Xue Ming were hanging beside Du Xinghe.

In an instant, the two swords turned into nearly ten thousand flying swords!
"Sword light differentiation?"

Yun Yongshu had naturally heard of this realm of sword cultivation, where truth and falsehood multiplied each other, and reality and illusion gave birth to each other.

Which one is true and which one is false?
Thousands of snow-colored streams of light burst out.

The monster roared, risking being punished by the bondage book, and still pressed the strange spiritual power towards the female cultivator at the same time. How could she avoid the power it had obtained with great difficulty? Once it obtained the golden elixir of the sword cultivator, Liuyang Mansion would no longer be able to trap it!

She could see its attacks and its weaknesses.

Countless swords will cut it into pieces!
"Sword light differentiation?"

Du Xinghe raised his hand, trying to tuck his falling hair behind his ear, but found that his left ear was blown off. He had to put his hand down again: "...I haven't learned it yet, these are real swords."

Unable to reach the realm where the virtual and the real coexist, she is a real person, practicing the real sword.

She staggered to the monster's corpse, then could no longer hold on and fell down.

Fortunately, Xue Ming flew under her in time and let her hang on the sword, otherwise she would have fallen into the scattered gray and white thing on the ground.

When a person dies, it is like a light going out. This refers to mortals.

A cultivator or monster with cultivation is itself a walking energy body. When their consciousness disappears, it is like a balloon filled with water being punctured, and the water inside suddenly overflows.

The sword spirit heard the master hanging on him laugh:

"Haha."

"Are you stunned by the residual power?" the sword spirit wondered.

"No."

Du Xinghe was just amused by the metaphor of herself hanging on the sword like a piece of bacon about to be dried. She didn't say this strange funny thing: "Hey, do you think the ice dragon I got out of the well is handsome?"

"Ice Dragon?"

The sword spirit was stunned for a moment, then suddenly realized: "You called that maggot a dragon!"

Lanshuang River itself has nothing to do with dragons, nor does it contain the power of dragons. When it rises into the sky, even if it is shaped like a dragon, it only serves a decorative purpose.

However, it takes extra spiritual energy to keep the icicle in dragon shape.

It was impossible for her to be distracted by carving patterns on the ice while fighting for her life. So no matter from whose perspective, it was a smooth ice column rushing out from the bottom of the well and piercing through Yun Yongshu's body.

"I'll take a nap. Wake me up in half an hour."

Crossing the galaxy and resting with eyes closed:
"Forget it, I'll just be a maggot. Next time when the storm comes, I'll turn into a dragon."

The sword spirit felt like she was dreaming.

But considering that she was indeed exhausted, the sword spirit hung in the air obediently and even moved the heavy sword Chi Xiao over so that she could lie down more comfortably.

The wreckage, as a source of pollution, was still affecting her five senses.

What I see with my eyes and what I hear with my ears are chaotic and disorderly.

Half an hour later, the impact of the wreckage had finally subsided.

Du Xinghe sat up from the sword and heard a faint groan of pain coming from the ground: "Save me..."

She lowered her eyes and saw Yun Yongyi, who had not been fully digested yet.

Du Xinghe killed quickly and saved his life.

Du Xinghe cannot heal his wounds, but cultivators above the Jindan stage are tough. Even if his whole body is corroded, there will probably be someone who can save his life when he returns to the Five Elements Sect.

but……

"Hold me," Du Xinghe shook his head and poured out the blood in his ear hole. "Repaying evil with kindness will damage my luck. Dying at my brother's hands can be considered as brotherly love in the era of cultivating immortals. Just go on your way with peace of mind."

She vaguely heard Yun Yongyi begging her to save him.

Even willing to give up interests in exchange.

But Du Xinghe has always been principled when it comes to life and death. She said she would not save her enemy, and not going up to finish him off was considered her kindness... In fact, she only had half a breath left, and she didn't even have the strength to let Qilin get out of her arm.

She opened the contract book and found that the page belonging to Yun Yongshu had become dry and the words had turned gray.

The gelatinous substance that had flowed all over the ground dissipated, and the surrounding scenery slowly returned to normal.

Du Xinghe finally had the energy to think about the relationship between Yun Yongshu and the owner of Liuyang Mansion, but unfortunately the other party was dead, so she couldn't get the answer from him. She rolled down from the sword and found that besides Yun Yongyi's body, there was only a dark green golden pill on the ground.

Layers of green contain pure spiritual energy and spread out.

Du Xinghe hesitated for a moment.

Having seen Yun Yongshu's strange appearance when he was alive, she didn't dare to feed his golden elixir to Qilin, nor did she want it to wander around and leave any trouble.

She clenched her fist in vain and crushed the golden pill into pieces.

Strangely, the golden elixir did not turn into dust.

She felt a pain in her palm and opened her hand, and a key lay quietly in it.

It was this thing that hurt the palm of her hand.

"...Why is there a key in the golden elixir?"

Du Xinghe thought of the door in the painting and finally put the key into the storage ring.

She also counted and put away the many treasures that Yun Yongyi left behind as compensation for his secret plot against her.

After Yun Yongshu's death, the air in the inner courtyard became much fresher. The oppressive feeling that had made her step slower before disappeared, leaving only abundant spiritual energy. Du Xinghe flipped through the contract book and asked the servants in the outer courtyard to come in and clean up. She then walked directly to the master bedroom.

Behind him, the servants were muttering, "The master actually allowed us to enter the inner courtyard!"

"Why call me Master? I told you to call me Empress!"

"What does the queen mean? The master wants to take us in as his godsons?"

"It's none of your business. If she wants us to call her empress, then we can do it. Just work hard."

Because they encountered a battle as soon as they entered, Du Xinghe had not carefully observed the inner courtyard before.

Jian Ling felt that with her knowledge and perspective in the world of immortal cultivation, even if she watched it for three days and three nights, she might not be able to see anything special.

All the ancient books in the room had been opened and were scattered around at random.

Yun Yongshu, who was trapped in the inner courtyard, certainly did not give up his cultivation. He also wanted to inherit the legacy of the master of Liuyang Mansion, but for some unknown reason, he was contaminated and transformed into a demon.

No one answered Du Xinghe's question.

She only thought about it for another half an hour before giving up.

Sword Spirit: "You gave up a little too quickly, but when I think about you being a swordsman, it suddenly makes sense."

"Look, the contract recognizes me as the master, and I killed the strongest monster in the inner courtyard," Du Xinghe spread his hands with a happy look on his face, "Then Liuyang Mansion belongs to me!"

Not only did she think so, she also picked up her sword and turned over the plaque of Liuyang Mansion, and re-engraved the word "Xinghe Palace" on the side without any words, making it the main palace.

"..."

The sword spirit didn't understand and was greatly shocked.

It tried to remind her: "This is a secret place."

Of course Du Xinghe remembered that after she recovered some strength, she summoned Qilin out, and they enjoyed the rich spiritual energy in the Torch-level secret realm together.

The only thing to note is that Qilin accidentally swallowed a piece of minions skin, and Du Xinghe had to take some effort to get it to spit it out.

Qilin looked innocent: [I was obedient! I didn’t eat anyone! ]

This crunchy guy is not a human either!

"I'll keep it for later use. If you can't find any other options, go eat the jelly in the yard... Don't eat the corpse next to it."

Yun Yongshu turned into a monster, but his brother died as a monk.

While practicing in the Xinghe Palace, Du Xinghe's cultivation level increased rapidly.

The minions who once could fight with her are no longer her match.

What made her even more satisfied was that these lackeys had adapted to their new roles very well, and even the eunuchs who had lost their lifeblood had tasted the benefits of their new life - at least they no longer had to be tortured and killed by the housekeepers at every turn! Role-playing was much more interesting than just sweeping the floor!
They actively integrated into their new identities, and Du Xinghe's palace fighting points increased rapidly.

"call……"

After finishing a meditation session, Du Xinghe let out a long sigh.

Two skins were kneeling outside the door, and two eunuchs were standing next to them.

"I want to see the queen."

"come in."

Du Xinghe raised his chin and the door opened automatically.

After all, it was just role-playing, and she didn't like people calling themselves slaves, so she didn't require them to use self-deprecating terms. As a result, their conversation became a little incongruous, and the degree of restoration was even not as good as that of the C group.

Two kneeling skins were brought in.

The eunuch standing there said in a crisp voice: "I'm going to report them for having an affair!"

Wow, there’s a new plot.

Du Xinghe looked carefully, and saw two eunuchs lying on the ground: "Two eunuchs are not called a couple."

The four of them all looked confused.

"Forget it, drag them all out and give them a beating."

Du Xinghe was too lazy to judge the lawsuit. Anyway, the so-called beating was just a show.

System: [The host is incompetent and lawless, the Galaxy Palace is in chaos, and strange things happen frequently. ]

System: [Use torture on eunuchs, palace fighting points +10]

System: [Host, there are people having sex in your palace every day. Do you have any idea? ]

"I'm just doing some common balancing literature, don't think too much about it."

Du Xinghe said calmly.

The palace fighting system was skeptical.

Just when she was about to practice sword in the inner courtyard, there was a strange movement in the contract book.

As a magic weapon contracted by her, she would be able to detect the slightest fluctuation of power in the contract book immediately.

Crash.

The book page turned, a brand new page appeared, and the words emerged one by one -

In October of winter, Yun Yongyi volunteered to be a slave of the Xinghe Palace.

There were exclamations in the courtyard.

"Someone else has entered the palace?" The thief was surprised: "They came just in time. They are all matched. I just need a eunuch to eat with me."

Crossing the Galaxy: "..."

How come her magic weapon has learned to automatically collect slaves?
……

A stick of incense later, Du Xinghe saw Yun Yongyi again, who had been turned into a minionskin.

He was dead beyond demise, and he was not resurrected at this moment. However, before he disappeared between heaven and earth, a part of his three souls and seven spirits were permanently detained in the secret realm, and under the influence of the contract book, it was recorded under her name.

Du Xinghe studied the contract book again and found that this was the "passive skill" of the contract book when he was within the secret realm, and the service period was his original remaining lifespan.

That handsome face was now full of numbness. Du Xinghe knew very well that his every word and action was bound by her. He had no thoughts of his own and it was impossible for him to betray her.

But this is not Du Xinghe's original intention.

The sword spirit was still gloating beside him: "Great! Refining the corpses of cultivators as servants, our galaxy is becoming more and more full of evil cultivators! Our lives are becoming more and more hopeful!"

Du Xinghe took a deep breath.

She seemed to have seen the scene of herself being hunted down by the righteous monks.

"Anyway..."

Du Xinghe considered: "We can't let others know about this. Fortunately, the thief is not a living creature and can be stored in the storage ring. When his service period is over, he will return to dust and earth to earth."

Fortunately, as a high-level magic weapon, the contract book does not show from the outside that Yun Yongyi is no longer a living person. He has everything he should have, but he is completely controlled by her.

The sword spirit agreed.

After all, the Yun brothers wanted to kill her and took action. They failed only because she was lucky. Therefore, the sword spirit did not think that Du Xinghe's revenge was excessive.

But it would be bad if this matter got out.

Besides, its owner is very kind...

As the sword spirit was thinking this, it heard its master stand up and say, "The younger brother is alive, where's his brother? Come out and work for me too! I have a lot of questions to ask him!"

Sword Spirit: "..."

Randuo Xinghe felt quite regretful because Yun Yongshu had been contracted by the previous owner of this place, but now he was dead and could not be contracted by her again.

Whatever.

Du Xinghe summoned Yun Yongyi and asked him to tell the truth about how he had plotted against her.

The henchman has the memory of his previous life, but he is 100% loyal to his master and tells him everything he knows. Unfortunately, Yun Yongyi has no idea of ​​his brother's real plan, he only knows that his brother asked him to trick people into the inner courtyard.

"Sure enough, they wanted to trick me in and kill me."

Du Xinghe's eyes were slightly cold.

The time she could stay in the secret realm was up, and no matter how reluctant she was to leave the spiritual energy of this place, she had no choice but to return to the gate and to the Five Elements Sect.

The people from the Five Elements Sect calculated the time and waited outside the forbidden area early.

Yun Yongyi stood quietly behind Du Xinghe. Seeing the two of them come out safely, the Northern Sect Leader breathed a sigh of relief: "It's good that they are okay, but..."

He could see that Yun Yongyi had not made any progress since before he entered the secret realm.

On the contrary, the whole aura of this female cultivator is quite different.

Could it be that what his disciples gained in Liuyang Pond was not as good as what this female cultivator gained?
The Northern Sect Leader paused, but did not express his inner doubts.

He decided to send the plague god away and then asked his disciples.

Unexpectedly, just after sending the Plague God away, his disciple proposed to go out to travel and practice. The Northern Sect Master was puzzled: "We talisman practitioners don't practice in the sect. Why go out? Did that female cultivator tell you something? I say you must not be bewitched by her. The more beautiful a woman is, the more likely she is to deceive people."

Yun Yongyi had made up his mind.

The Northern Sect Master tried to save the situation in vain and almost wanted to use force to put his disciple in solitary confinement. Thinking of his brother who had just died in Liuyang Pond, he felt pity and angrily agreed to his request: "You must return to the sect to practice in five years!"

What's so good about outside!
Everywhere there are sword practitioners flying with swords, fighting and killing!
After driving Yun Yongyi out of the sect, Sect Master Bei returned to the clan's forbidden area in a huff, wanting to strengthen the seal.

But as soon as people arrived, they discovered a problem.

——What about the secret realm? He placed it in the sect’s forbidden area. What about such a large secret realm?