In the palace hall decorated with warm tones, when Mo Fan revealed his Nether Ghost Body, Yun Rou’s eyes immediately widened.
She raised her hand to try touching Mo Fan, but it passed straight through his chest.
At this moment, Mo Fan seemed to have no physical substance at all.
“So the fusion of divine abilities not only enhanced the ghost-controlling ability, but also awakened this so-called Nether Ghost Body for you?”
Yun Rou withdrew her hand, a trace of surprise in her eyes.
“Correct.”
Mo Fan nodded, then added, “However, activating the Nether Ghost Body consumes the ghostly qi in my body, so it is not suitable for prolonged transformation.”
“That makes sense. Although the Nether Ghost Body is also a type of divine constitution, this constitution is more suited to the Nether Ghost Realm. Even so, it is still very powerful.”
Yun Rou nodded. She herself possessed a divine constitution, so she had some understanding of them. Then, with a look of realisation, she said, “No wonder that Hei Ming fellow was so eager for you to participate in the Holy Son selection. It was not just to allow Black Inflammation to fuse divine abilities, but also to awaken the Nether Ghost Body for him.”
“If that fellow had truly awakened the Nether Ghost Body, it would have been terrifying. He would then possess two divine constitutions at once. His strength would simply be unimaginable.
No wonder, at the moment you won, Hei Ming attacked you regardless of everything.”
Yun Rou sighed. After becoming the Holy Son, she had used sound transmission to inquire from Mo Luo about the full details of the Holy Son selection, so she had some knowledge of Hei Ming’s betrayal.
“Yes. Black Inflammation was already strong. Although not a true Holy Son in the full sense, his power was no less than that of the so-called Holy Sons. If he had truly obtained dual divine bodies, his strength would completely surpass all the other Holy Sons.
Looking at it this way, he might indeed have had the potential to revitalise your White Sacred Mountain in the future.”
Mo Fan smiled faintly, then grinned broadly. “It is a pity that in this world, there are not so many ‘ifs’.”
“That is true. In any case, this is better. I certainly do not want to marry that Black Inflammation fellow.”
Yun Rou shrugged, then winked at Mo Fan and said, “For any divine constitution, once it reaches minor accomplishment, it can manifest a phenomenon. The mark of minor accomplishment is the King realm. So what is your phenomenon?”
“That is my secret. How could I tell you so easily?”
Mo Fan grinned at Yun Rou but said nothing more. She immediately rolled her eyes and murmured, “Fine, if you will not say, then do not.”
“By the way, that day in the Nether Great Array, I saw your phenomenon. This means you also have a type of divine constitution. So what constitution is it?”
Mo Fan suddenly recalled something and looked at Yun Rou, though he quickly added, “Of course, whether you tell me or not is your prerogative.”
“I am not as petty as you.”
Yun Rou huffed coldly, then spoke directly. “The constitution I awakened is called the ‘Qinglian Immortal Body’. The phenomenon it manifests is named ‘Immortal Sea Shining with Qinglian’. The immortal sea originates from a wisp of immortal power within my body, so it can restrain all yin, evil, and ghostly entities. This is the true reason those ghost ancestors could do nothing to me.”
Immortal body?
Mo Fan’s eyes widened at once. He had not expected Yun Rou to possess an immortal body.
He had heard mentions of immortal bodies many times before, but this was the first time he had encountered one personally. He felt somewhat shocked.
“Since you have an immortal body, does that mean the so-called immortal power is truly the power of an immortal?” Mo Fan asked curiously.
“I do not know either. The immortal power in my body is indeed very special, but it is not as abundant as you might imagine. There is merely a single wisp, hidden in my sea of consciousness.
Even so, this single wisp of immortal power is enough to let me far surpass those of the same realm.
Moreover, the Qinglian Immortal Body has a very powerful ability: self-recovery. As long as the immortal power does not extinguish, even if I suffer origin damage, I can recover quickly.” Yun Rou explained.
“This… does that not mean you are essentially immortal and indestructible?”
Mo Fan’s mouth fell open. He was genuinely shocked by Yun Rou’s Qinglian Immortal Body and could not help but smile wryly. “We cultivators spend our entire lives striving to become immortals. You, on the other hand, have taken a direct shortcut and skipped so many steps.”
“It is not as exaggerated as you say. Recovery does not equal immortality or indestructibility. Besides, the immortal power in my body is ultimately too scarce. Healing ordinary injuries is fine, but if a stronger expert completely shatters my body, there would only be death. Let alone anything about being an immortal…” Yun Rou said helplessly.
Mo Fan nodded. After the initial shock, he gradually calmed down. What Yun Rou said made sense.
From what he currently understood, every divine constitution possessed unique abilities. Just as Black Inflammation’s Black Inflammatory Demonic Body could innately produce endless demonic fire, his own Nether Ghost Body could shift between ethereal and solid states.
So in this light, the recovery ability of Yun Rou’s Qinglian Immortal Body was not overly exaggerated.
“Since you possess the Qinglian Immortal Body, does that not mean you also have Holy Son-level combat strength?”
Mo Fan suddenly thought of something and looked at Yun Rou.
“You could say that.”
Yun Rou nodded, then smiled. “I am a proper Holy Son, and also the adoptive daughter of the White Saint. Is it difficult to have Holy Son-level strength?”
“Uh… when you put it that way, it does make sense.”
Mo Fan was immediately rendered speechless.
As Yun Rou had said, she was originally the daughter of the Qinglian Holy King, a true Holy Son in every sense.
“So when you came to White Sacred Mountain and were suppressed by Hei Ming, it was actually because Hei Ming did not want complications?”
Mo Fan quickly realised this point.
“There is indeed that possibility. My Qinglian Immortal Body naturally restrains the tiger clan’s ghost-controlling divine ability. If combined with the Qinglian Tower, Black Inflammation might indeed not be my match.”
Yun Rou nodded, then huffed coldly. “Of course, Hei Ming’s aims went far beyond that. Although I am only the adoptive daughter of my adoptive father, my status in the hearts of many great demons in White Sacred Mountain is not low. If I were to marry Black Inflammation in the future, the influence of his black tiger lineage in White Sacred Mountain would greatly increase.”
Hearing this, Mo Fan nodded. This was probably the true reason Hei Ming had only suppressed Yun Rou rather than killing her outright.
As an ancestral realm old demon, Hei Ming was deeply scheming and calculating. From the beginning, he had laid out a grand chess game, believing he controlled everything in White Sacred Mountain. Yet in the end, there was still a flaw. He had overlooked the one he least favoured, Mo Fan, who turned out to be the greatest variable on the entire board.
This directly led to Hei Ming’s failure.
“By the way, since Hei Ming escaped, the black tiger lineage will inevitably face purge. What about Hei Yu?” Mo Fan suddenly asked.
“Although Hei Yu is a demon ancestor, he is not only Black Inflammation’s master but also a direct descendant of Hei Ming, just like Black Inflammation. So when Hei Ming fled, he was immediately captured by Ancestor Zi Lan and Ancestor Pi Shi working together.” Yun Rou said.
Hearing that Hei Yu had been captured, Mo Fan’s eyes lit up at once. “So you will not let him go?”
“We certainly cannot release him, but killing him is also problematic. After all, he is Hei Ming’s direct blood relative. If we kill him, Hei Ming will surely sense it. At that point, he might take extreme actions against our White Sacred Mountain.” Yun Rou said somewhat helplessly.
“You indeed cannot kill him yourselves. But what if I solve this problem for you?”
Mo Fan’s words stunned Yun Rou. He then continued, “Hand Hei Yu over to me to deal with.”
“Anyway, I have already killed Black Inflammation, so I do not mind killing one more, Hei Yu. At that time, you can spread the news. This way, you can shift Hei Ming’s attention onto me.”
