Chapter 1912: Chapter 1908: Keeping 13
"Why are there so many dead bodies?"
Tang Ming asked in shock and suspicion.
"You came down from above, you should have noticed that the patients on the First Layer have all disappeared, right?"
Hua Yingjie sighed: "These were the patients who received treatment during our first examination."
"After the examination ended, the people from the Netherworld Road killed them."
Tang Ming suddenly understood, looking at the corpses inside with a grim face: "These were critically ill patients gathered by the Netherworld Road from various places, none of whom had a life expectancy of ten years. After our examination, they naturally wouldn’t keep these people around."
"That’s what I suspected, it’s truly pitiful."
Hua Yingjie nodded, looking expectantly at Zhang Chuming: "With so many dead, shouldn’t there be some use?"
"That will do! Go bring those girls over here, I’ll help extend their lives."
Zhang Chuming nodded, striding to the center of the corpses.
Soon, Hua Yingjie brought the thirteen girls to the morgue, surrounding Zhang Chuming in a circle.
"To witness the God and Ghost Sect’s Exorcism Order, it’s truly worth the trip!"
Meng Xianjun looked excitedly at Zhang Chuming, who was meditating cross-legged.
"Your Purple Lightning Profound Skill is also one of the eight great skills of the Martial Arts. Is there really such excitement?"
Zhang Baobao sneered dismissively.
"Hehe, I’ve truly gained insight, finally understanding old Meng’s identity and the Cultivation Technique he’s practicing."
Tang Ming chuckled faintly, casting a peculiar glance at Meng Xianjun.
"Quiet, we’re saving people here."
Hua Yingjie glared at Tang Ming and the others, eagerly watching the girls waiting for treatment; he wasn’t interested in the eight great skills, just wanting the girls to recover.
As a bachelor, suddenly having so many women was quite thrilling.
After preparing, Zhang Chuming began to quickly seal, his eyes turning jet-black, with a visible black energy emanating from him.
As the energy spread, the corpses in the morgue emitted clusters of transparent, miniature human-shaped energy, wandering in the air – these were the lingering souls of the deceased.
As these souls appeared, Tang Ming and the others felt a chilling breeze and heard a mournful wail, creating a very eerie scene, frightening the girls into shivering.
Zhang Chuming seemed unaffected by the changes around him. After sealing for a while, he suddenly raised his hands high into the air, and above his head appeared an energy array plate, one side pitch-black and the other silvery-white.
As soon as the array plate appeared, the flying souls in the room were absorbed into the black side, merging before being released from the white side, transformed into pure white energy that flowed into the bodies of the thirteen girls.
Half an hour later, Zhang Chuming finished his cultivation, rising slowly: "All done! The girls’ deficient essence energy has been replenished. With some physical conditioning, they’ll return to normal."
"That’s wonderful, truly wonderful!"
Hua Yingjie immediately rushed over to the girls, hugging and kissing them.
"It’s miraculous!"
Tang Ming exclaimed, looking at Meng Xianjun: "Did you figure out the principle behind it?"
"If I could figure it out, it wouldn’t be one of the eight great skills, but there’s one thing for sure – that guy is absorbing and purifying the souls of the deceased to transfer them into these girls’ bodies. Even though he hasn’t broken through as a Martial General, his soul is probably far stronger than ours."
Meng Xianjun eyed Zhang Chuming warily, "Using others’ souls to enhance himself, that’s cunning."
"Meng, what you’re saying isn’t fair. The Meng Family’s Purple Lightning Profound Skill is most terrifying for its devouring power, able to turn living people into dust. What right do you have to criticize me?"
Zhang Chuming protested with a disgruntled expression.
"Everyone’s in the same boat here. Of the eight great skills, only Heavenly Mechanism Sect’s Heavenly Mechanism Hundred Changes is somewhat normal, the rest are all extreme."
Zhang Baobao muttered half-heartedly.
"That’s true enough."
Meng Xianjun and Zhang Chuming nodded simultaneously.
Tang Ming opened his mouth but found himself unable to contribute. He wasn’t that knowledgeable about matters in the Martial Arts world.
"Thank you, benevolent saviors, for saving our lives. We are willing to repay you, even if it means being servants or laborers."
At this moment, a dozen girls suddenly stepped before Tang Ming and the others, bowing respectfully.
"We’re all unfortunate souls here, no need for formalities. If you wish to thank someone, thank Zhang Chuming here."
Tang Ming pointed to Zhang Chuming: "If it weren’t for his skilled techniques, we wouldn’t have been able to save you."
"Thank you, sir, we wish to be your maids."
The girls flirtatiously batted their eyes at Zhang Chuming.
"Ah! No, no need to be so formal."
Zhang Chuming quickly waved his hands.
"We’re all men, no need to stand on ceremony, right?"
Hua Yingjie, with the two girls who initially accompanied him, cheekily remarked: "These girls, trained by the Netherworld Road over the years, only know how to serve men. Now that they’re alive, let’s not waste the beauties’ feelings.
I’m planning to take them in, and if you don’t want them, I’ll take them all."
"Who said I don’t want them! Who wants to be with me?"
Sun Zhuangjia rushed forward, grabbing two girls without letting go.
"Thirteen, stay with me."
Thinking it over, Tang Ming pulled Thirteen to his side.
Meng Xianjun and Zhang Chuming exchanged a glance, not holding back, and each chose a girl they fancied.
"The ones you don’t want are all mine."
As the men were picking and choosing, Zhang Baobao suddenly spoke up.
"Baobao, what do you want women for?"
Zhang Chuming looked at Zhang Baobao in bewilderment.
"You all have people to serve you, so of course, I want maids too, and no less than you all."
Zhang Baobao shouted confidently.
"Hahaha!"
Tang Ming and the others burst into laughter, it seemed Zhang Baobao still didn’t understand the true purpose of these girls.
Afterward, the group returned to the resting area, beginning to indulge in food and drink, served by a group of girls.
"Old Hua! What’s the deal with that Nangong Tianyue guy?"
Tang Ming asked Hua Yingjie as he ate.
"Seems like he escaped! Although I got lost, before I did, I saw several experts suddenly appear to rescue Nangong Tianyue."
Hua Yingjie shrugged helplessly: "If you didn’t see Nangong Tianyue above, then he’s already left."
"That guy’s really lucky, good people don’t live long, while troublemakers live a thousand years! I can’t believe he escaped."
Tang Ming was immediately displeased; he regretted not finishing Ningong Tianyue off when they destroyed the Medicine Sect. He didn’t expect that with so many Martial Generals, he’d still get away this time.
After eating and drinking well, Hua Yingjie and the others eagerly returned to their rooms to enjoy the company of the girls. Seeing no one paying him any attention, Tang Ming had no choice but to take Thirteen back to his room to rest.
After a round of slaughter, Tang Ming needed to release some of the hostility in him.
