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There was another reason: if the monkey died this way, the resentment it generated would only grow stronger, making the Corpse Ghost more fond of it, thus allowing for a perfect imitation.
Wang Tuozi formed hand seals and then placed several talismans on Lin Lingsu. He took out the Soul-Extracting Needle and began to extract Lin Lingsu's Seven Souls one by one from her Yongquan point. The process of extracting the souls was extremely perilous; one misstep could lead to Lin Lingsu's soul being extinguished. Even an experienced practitioner like Wang Tuozi dared not breathe too heavily.
Seven strands of black mist swirled around Lin Lingsu. As mentioned earlier, human souls are very nostalgic and have a strong will to survive. Therefore, when a soul is about to leave the body, it does not immediately dissipate but instead hovers around for a while. In this fleeting moment, Wang Tuozi waved the Soul Banner, and the Seven Souls dove into seven pieces of monkey skin. Wang Tuozi let out a loud shout, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and continuously changed his hand seals. Mixing chicken blood with Cinnabar, he drew talismans on yellow paper and pressed them onto the monkey skin to seal the souls.
Next, he lit a Seeking Home Lantern above Lin Lingsu's head. Since the seven monkeys' souls had just been absorbed by the Ink Crystal, they saw the Seeking Home Lantern and mistook it for a path to reincarnation. They quickly spiraled around Lin Lingsu's head.
Wang Tuozi shouted, "Divine lamp, one lamp, two lamps, three lamps! Climb mountains and cross ridges to light the way! Shine bright and illuminate the path! Turn left when called to turn left, turn right when called to turn right! If you still do not turn, drag them with nine oxen and turn them with iron carts!"
After reciting the incantation, the monkey's Seven Souls flowed into Lin Lingsu's body. Wang Tuozi let out a long sigh of relief; borrowing souls to return to the Corpse Demon was halfway complete. At that moment, it was exactly midnight.
Wang Tuozi raised his Red Umbrella to shield himself and Wei Ning, silently counting in his mind: "Nine, eight, seven, six..." When he reached six, a long-haired man indeed emerged from the dense forest and approached Lin Lingsu. He examined her head closely from side to side before suddenly revealing his white teeth in a grin and saying, "Hehe, hehe, it is my head! It is my head!" With a deep inhale like a whale sucking in water, he drew in a thick stream of black mist.
"Hehe, I have finally found my head," he said before stumbling away.
At that moment, Wang Tuozi felt sweat pooling in his palms. He stood up and wiped away the beads of sweat from his forehead with a long sigh of relief. He thought to himself, "That was close."
Wang Tuozi knew he had narrowly passed this test.
He walked back into the Reverse Seven Star Formation and placed the Seeking Home Lantern back on Lin Lingsu's head. Just as he was about to return Lin Lingsu's Seven Souls to their rightful place, he suddenly paused and listened intently for a moment. Realizing something was wrong, he cursed inwardly; sure enough, not long after leaving, the Corpse Ghost returned again, mumbling: "Where is my head? Where is my head?"
At that moment, Wang Tuozi found himself in a difficult position because Lin Lingsu's Seven Souls had only been out of her body for half a moment. If it exceeded that time limit, even divine beings would struggle to return her Seven Souls.
At that moment, the Corpse Ghost returned to cause trouble once again.
Wang Tuozi realized it was too late to dodge, as the Corpse Ghost charged straight at him, muttering, "My head is here, my head is here." Wang Tuozi gritted his teeth and sighed. "Fine, let me show you the methods of Wang Chuyi."
With a shake of his hands, he sent out three talismans, forming three barriers in front of the Corpse Ghost in an attempt to block its advance. However, to his surprise, the Corpse Ghost did not dodge at all and continued to rush toward him. Wang Tuozi's hands moved like fluttering butterflies as he continuously changed his hand seals, but none of it seemed to harm the Corpse Ghost. Before he knew it, the Corpse Ghost was right beside him, its hands gripping tightly around his neck.
Wang Tuozi suddenly found it hard to breathe and tried to pry the Corpse Ghost's hands away, but they felt as unyielding as steel. In a moment of desperation, he pulled a Peach Wood Sword from his sleeve and slashed at the Corpse Ghost's neck.
With a thud, the Corpse Ghost's head fell off, causing it to release Wang Tuozi immediately. It scrambled on the ground, exclaiming, "My head! My head!"
A sense of foreboding began to rise within Wang Tuozi. The appearance of Lin Lingsu and the Corpse Ghost felt too coincidental, as if someone were orchestrating everything behind the scenes. But what was this person's purpose? Wang Tuozi couldn't make sense of it.
The Corpse Ghost picked up its head and lunged at Wang Tuozi again. This time, Wang Tuozi had learned his lesson; he crouched down and punched the Corpse Ghost in the stomach. To his surprise, it actually recoiled in pain.
It turned out that it wasn't completely without weaknesses. Wang Tuozi's confidence surged as he unleashed a flurry of punches on the Corpse Ghost. The two of them rolled around like children playing in a field, grappling with each other. At that moment, there was no trace of the dignified master from Zhu You School in Wang Tuozi.
Whenever he found himself at a disadvantage or entangled by the Corpse Ghost, he would cheat by knocking its head off again. This back-and-forth continued several times; neither Wang Tuozi nor the Corpse Ghost could gain the upper hand over each other.
However, time was slipping away.
If he couldn't return Lin Lingsu's Seven Souls to their rightful place within ten minutes, even a Da Luo Golden Immortal wouldn't be able to save her. Wang Tuozi felt anxious; Wei Ning had been knocked unconscious by him and could offer no help.
Suddenly, an odd melody echoed from somewhere unknown. The Corpse Ghost released its grip on Wang Tuozi and paused to listen intently before bursting into laughter. "I know where my head is now! I know where my head is now!"
Wang Tuozi rushed towards the source of the music, leaving everything else behind.
At that moment, Wang Tuozi finally let out a sigh of relief, plopping down on the ground and gasping for air.
Calculating the time, he realized there were only ten minutes left. Not daring to delay, he quickly lit the Seeking Home Lantern at Lin Lingsu's head and poured her Seven Souls into her body one by one. He then drew several talismans and fed them to Lin Lingsu.
Having completed all this, the timing was perfect—neither a second more nor less.
Wang Tuozi's heart finally settled. If he had truly caused Lin Lingsu's death, he wouldn't have been able to face that reckless disciple of his.
He laid the unconscious Lin Lingsu on the ground and played Ink Fight beside her. Afterward, he affixed talismans at each corner and murmured, "I've finally saved your life. I don't ask for anything in return; just remember my foolish disciple well. If there's ever a chance in the future, make sure to repay her properly. I've set up a protective barrier around you; no snakes, insects, or rodents can come near you. Sleep well here and find your way home to your mother when you wake up. Do you hear me? Goodness, what am I doing?"
Once he had tidied up the area, he dug a deep pit to bury the monkey corpses and skins. If anyone were to see such things, they would surely be terrified.
Wang Tuozi picked up the still unconscious Wei Ning and scolded, "What an absolute fool! It's just a few dead monkeys; is it really worth all this fuss? How did I end up with such a dim-witted disciple?"
With that, he disappeared into the dense forest, carrying Wei Ning with him.
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