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The Northern Sect only accepts male disciples, who are referred to as Wuli Shi upon entry. After achieving a certain level of cultivation, they can advance to the rank of Arhat Guardian. In contrast, the Nan Sect only accepts female disciples, who are called female immortals upon entry. Once they reach a certain level of cultivation, they can advance to the rank of Rou Lian Pusa. Both sects share the same roots but have different origins.
The Northern School advocates for alchemy in pursuit of longevity, aiming for ascension to their true homeland in the void. Meanwhile, the Nan Sect promotes dual cultivation of sexual energy, supplementing yin with yang, focusing on the Furnace Cauldron to mend the heavenly path and serving Wu Zhen Zhu.
That Female Bodhisattva once wanted to engage in dual cultivation with me, but I did not agree; instead, I sought a clever way around it. You know how those beauties appear harmless, yet they practice seductive arts and specialize in lower-tier methods of supplementing yin with yang. They claim to be saving all beings, but in truth, they are merely searching for the Furnace Cauldron. After supplementing, they skin their partners and use them as tools for worldly experience!
Zuo Ci chuckled playfully, recalling how back then they used your sect's Shan Ren Xiang to enchant me. I wanted to learn her skinning technique and ended up teasing her. That Bodhisattva took me seriously and was about to consummate our union when I skinned her Black-Brown Skin. Unfortunately, as a novice, I didn’t do it well and ended up tearing quite a bit!
The old man swallowed hard, looking at Zuo Ci as if he were a monster. How could a Bodhisattva with such great cultivation be described as weak as a chicken or dog by this young man? However, now I am skilled enough that I can separate skin from flesh painlessly and instantly. Father-in-law, rest assured that this time your Human Skin will be my most proud work! Zuo Ci said with a smile.
Grandfather! The old man suddenly knelt on the ground. While slapping his own face and weeping bitterly, he exclaimed: I deserve to die! I’m not human! Grandfather, please show mercy! Whatever you want to know, I will tell you everything without holding back!
Don’t worry; no one is paying for your life! Zuo Ci chuckled and said: I am someone with a Bodhisattva Heart and value rules highly. If no one pays, I won’t casually entangle myself in karma; thus, I will only skin you and won’t take your life!
The old man had spent his life skinning others and wielded great power over those innocent children. For the first time, he felt utterly powerless before Daoist Zuo, just like those children.
Daoist Zuo, right? A hoarse male voice came from the phone, filled with apprehension.
Yes! Zuo Ci replied as he took the phone with a smile: What advice do you have?
My Jindan Dao has always pursued longevity as its sect's purpose; we have not provoked you in any way. Why must you be so aggressive, Daoist Zuo? The raspy voice replied in a deep tone.
"Indeed! However, you seem to have forgotten one thing: the Yin Yang Building is my territory. I, Zuo Certain Person, have always adhered to the principle that those who come here should not be treated with disrespect. It's simple—since that little girl accidentally stumbled into my domain, she now belongs to me, doesn't she?"
"This matter is too significant for me to hide from you. That girl's appearance is of the highest caliber, akin to Guanyin Sitting on Lotus, and her Ding Lu has already been reserved by someone above."
"If you wish for a Ding Lu for cultivation, I will find one for you as soon as possible. Consider it a gesture of apology for my subordinate's lack of management," Raspy Voice said sincerely.
"Not quite!" Zuo Ci chuckled. "I’m not one to enjoy waiting!"
"You!" Raspy Voice exclaimed angrily. "Huaxia Da is filled with extraordinary individuals. Don’t think that just because you can dominate Tongcheng, you can act without restraint!"
"Now then!" Zuo Ci laughed. "I'll give you a quarter of an hour to make your escape. If you're slow, don't blame me!"
He extended his finger, piercing the skin of his opponent.
A tingling pain shot through the old man's cheek as he attempted to flee, but his feet felt as heavy as lead.
Looking down, he saw the nearly lifeless black dog gripping his ankle with its bloodied paws.
The black dog glared at the old man with fierce, menacing eyes.
With a ripping sound, a bloody piece of human skin appeared in Zuo Ci's hand, though his expression darkened slightly.
The skin was peeled away from the flesh without a single wrinkle.
It was a perfect technique; even those Female Bodhisattvas of Jindan Dao could not surpass Zuo Ci's skill.
However, the skin looked poor—somewhat aged and withered.
Zuo Ci gazed coldly at the bloodied and mangled body of the old man and whispered, "What a failed creation!"
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