Chapter 1715: Chapter 571: Overwhelmed with Regret
Can the living and the dead truly forge a pact of life?
Unless Chu Ming himself is not alive.
"I did say that."
Chu Ming’s voice trembled as she retreated, staring incredulously at Emperor Jianyuan. "But I never said I’d agree to this method—refining Corpse Beasts—Your Majesty, do you intend to make me a Corpse Puppet like Qin Muge? My mother is Princess Longyang, your own sister!"
Emperor Jianyuan clasped his hands behind his back, his expression indifferent as he looked at the coffin before him. "This Dominating Martial King’s Tomb is the best place near Wang’an City for corpse refining, gathering nine Yin veins and a Nine Curves Dark River. Historically, the area near West Mountain has always been a contested military terrain, with countless battlefields brimming with the greatest killing power in the Mortal World.
However, it was previously ruined by Chu Xisheng once. The State Preceptor spent much time and money repairing the formation and reorganizing the earth veins to restore it to its current state. And the resources I’ve invested in you are more than billions! Ming’er, if you shrink back at this moment, who will recompense my loss?"
Chu Ming instinctively tried to rise into the air and flee from here.
Yet, at that moment, she realized her limbs were unresponsive.
Chu Ming’s pupils contracted as she looked towards State Preceptor Yu Kunlun.
She saw Daning’s National Master forming seals with his hands, his robe fluttering in a windless dance.
Yu Kunlun was manipulating all the moisture within her body, controlling her movements.
Not only moisture—the deviation between Chu Ming’s Primordial Spirit and flesh began to widen greatly, making her unable to control her blood and flesh.
Chu Ming instantly realized.
This must be when Yu Kunlun did something to her when using the ’Yellow Millet Dream Technique.’
Involuntarily, Chu Ming took out the two White Jade Medicine Bottles she had stored in her sleeves.
She resisted with all her might, her entire body emitting a series of ’crackling’ sounds, as blood mist continuously burst from the surface of her skin.
Despite Yu Kunlun controlling all her blood and flesh, Chu Ming fiercely countered by manipulating her bones.
But then, twelve strands of Dragon Energy suddenly roared around Emperor Jianyuan, descending oppressively upon Chu Ming.
They spiraled and twisted, suppressing Chu Ming’s Primordial Spirit Thought.
Chu Ming’s eyes were bloody, filled with hatred and madness.
Yet, she could only open the medicine bottles step by step, swallowing the ’Great Dream Divine Illusion Pill’ and ’Great Sun Yang Blood Pill’ one by one.
She was still resisting, still struggling, but completely unable to control her movements.
Blood tears and traces of blood were already flowing from Chu Ming’s eyes.
No! It can’t be like this! I absolutely cannot die here!
Could I really be buried alive? Refined into a Corpse Puppet by Emperor Jianyuan?
Boundless regret and despair burgeoned within Chu Ming’s chest.
——Had I known this, had I known this, I shouldn’t have returned to the Capital City.
No! I should have known long ago what kind of person this uncle, this Dog Emperor is.
How could he possibly help me with good intentions?
I endured so much for survival, for vengeance against Chu Xisheng.
To better grasp quick success body, to temper my flesh, I remained conscious while consuming various elixirs, using all kinds of secret techniques, enduring the pain of my flesh and blood being torn, ten times worse than being slowly dismembered.
But in the end, to be buried alive and refined into a Corpse Puppet?
Had I known this, Chu Ming would never have accepted Emperor Jianyuan’s quick success methods.
This Dog Emperor provided these Spiritual Elixirs, aiding in quick success, with absolutely no good intentions.
As the ’Great Sun Yang Blood Pill’ was swallowed, flames began to ignite throughout Chu Ming’s body.
The intense flames in her bloodline continually evaporated part of the moisture within her, also disrupting Yu Kunlun’s Blood Control Technique somewhat.
Without hesitation, Chu Ming bit through her tongue tip, activating her Heart Essence Blood simultaneously and triggering a secret technique concealed within her Dragon-Tiger Golden Core.
This was a hidden ace she’d learned from the Formless Divine Sect, capable of briefly unleashing tremendously strong battle power.
"Disciple Chu Ming, please lend me the Blood Revenge Blade!
Chu Ming couldn’t borrow the actual Blood Revenge Blade, but being a Holy Transmission candidate, she could borrow the subbody of the Blood Revenge Blade.
"Clank!"
With a crisp sound, Chu Ming managed to deflect and refract part of Yu Kunlun’s power back.
"Xuan Youchang!"
Chu Ming’s eyes erupted with rage and hatred as she shouted, "You despot, muddle-headed and unjust, cruel and heartless, utterly depraved! If I, Chu Ming, luckily escape today, I will certainly take your dog life!"
She infused True Yuan into her voice, exploding like rolling thunder.
At that instant, the imperial guards within a ten-mile radius all stirred and gazed toward the source of the sound.
Meanwhile, Chu Ming’s ’Divine Intent Blade Heart’ gathered the enemy intent of tens of thousands.
She transformed her divine intent into a blade, forcibly breaking and shattering the surrounding twelve Dragon Qi chains.
Emperor Jianyuan witnessed this scene, raising an eyebrow slightly: "Not bad! I indeed underestimated you."
He then sighed slightly, "Why must you go through such hardship? After all, you are my closest blood kin. How could I truly consider you a Corpse Puppet in the future? The investment I’ve placed in you is considerable; Ming’er, your potential is boundless, and you might even use necromancy to see eternity."
Chu Ming couldn’t help but laugh in fury.
Dare I be grateful to this tyrant for burying and refining me into a Corpse Puppet?
For a fleeting moment, Chu Ming inexplicably thought of Chu Xisheng.
About those absurd thoughts she had in the past.
Those thoughts—weren’t they just like Emperor Jianyuan’s?
