Grasping Evil

Ning Fan asked himself whether he had seen something as unusual as this.

The skin of the female corpse was snowy white, no, it shouldn't be described as snowy white. To be precise, it should be dreadfully pale. She had been contained in this ancient coffin after her death, and thus, no one could tell how many years it had been since it was exposed to light. One couldn't judge the age of a person by one's cultivation, but Ning Fan could conclude that this girl was at least a noblewoman who was a billion years old.

Her skin was lustrous and bones were sleek; her graceful posture made her a real sleeping beauty by just looking at her.

She had a pair of lovely eyelashes and gentle hair, but her body seemed thin and her lip was light and pale. He was afraid that this woman probably had a few sickness in her body or she was a sick beauty previously.

In Ning Fan's mind, he imagined an image of a weak woman who was self-pitying and viewed her life as the life of a flower. In the lonely wind, she was like a crimson bead immortal gass that relied upon nothing.

He shook his head away from the strange thought. Ning Fan then smiled bitterly, doubting himself why he had been touched by the female corpse.

Perhaps, he could feel the loneliness that the girl experienced in her past life.

He looked at the corpse's face and felt guilty.

He couldn't do anything but feel guilty when he thought of Zhihe; he had no other alternatives.

"I'm sorry…I don't have a choice…"

Suppressing the sufferings of the Jade Royal dan was the crucial matter. Ning Fan heaved a sigh and pressed his body against her .

The dead body was chilling and hard but it had some kind of warmth in it, which made Ning Fan looked dazed.

With the power of Yin Yang Evil Vein, his thick-skinned palm casted Yin. Traces of cold Yin power were then released out of his fingers and connected to the female corpse.

The power penetrated into the skin and muscles, and the stiff body became soft.

Despite the woman being dead, her body could still detect excitement and drooled… this gave him a cold and unpleasant feeling.

Was this lady dead or still alive?

Could a dead person drool?

Nin Fang used his finger tips to probe the tiny cherry-like mouth of the woman and vaguely touched something sharp and got stung by it.

Sharp teeth! There were sharp teeth in her mouth!

Ning Fang had consumed a Jade Royal dan. Thus, his body could receive the attack of a middle grade magical treasure and wouldn't be hurt. However, that sharp teeth had pierced through his skin that had a trace of poison which spread quickly to his entire body.

Corpse poison!

Ning Fan used both of his hands to pry open the cherry-like mouth apart. What he found was two tusk-like teeth. In a flashback, Ning Fan remembered something from the memory of the immortal emperor; a scary name.

Evil Corpse!

In the ancient times, there were races of demons, gods, and devils. In the devil race, there's one race that was called the Evil Corpse.

After the immortals died, their bodies would change into another spiritual form. Though new from couldn't retain the original powers of the body, it could retain its powerful physique, and sometimes even some of the immortal's memory. In reality, the evil corpse greatly differed from its original body; they were totally different beings.

The rate of transformation of the evil corpse was extremely low in ancient times. In the death of a thousand Immortals, it was difficult to even have one dead body to become an evil corpse. He had never thought that he would coincidentally met this female corpse, which had turned into an evil corpse.

'Would she awaken? Or jump like the Jiang Shi (Chinese zombies)? Or would she place her tusk-like tooth on my neck the moment I penetrated inside her?'

These thoughts were drifting in his mind. However, he wiped all of them out afterwards, and then thought that this was the right way to use the female corpse as he had to hurry before the pain of the Jade Royal dan would struck him tidal like waves!

"Sorry…"

Ning Fan slightly sighed. Half a year ago, he was an educated and civilized youth. After encountering a few calamities, he had gotten himself an evil dao which made him an evil monster which, in turn, didn't even give the pitiful corpse a chance.

In this cultivation world, only the powerful could rule. Any manners and courtesy were pointless if you don't have sufficient strength, because that could not protect your priceless life.

For Ning Fan, however, he had to persevere for Zhihe, his master, Seven Apricot, Ning Gu and many more. The warmth that they gave to him and also the sunlight had prevented him from losing his conscience to the evil dao.

This was an evil corpse…but Ning Fan had no other choice but to stay alive…

…

Ning Fan had now lost the track of time. At this moment, however, the eyebrows of female corpse suddenly twitched, as if she could feel pain from her body…but she didn't make any sound. Meanwhile, a feeling of heat prompted her into some kind of change.

Above her arm, there was a string of cinnabar beads that was hundreds of million years old that gradually dissipated…

'Guard Palace Cinnabar, I had kept her body as pure as jade for whom? I don't remember, don't remember it at all…'

Who is plucking me? Who has opened the green coffin?'

Was it…that butterfly…?'

However, at this instant, there was a quiver in her dry eyes and all of a sudden, her pupil turned cruel and blood red!

The corpse began to change! There wasn't any sanity in her anymore! Even if she faces her little butterfly now, she would also crush it without exception!

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Translator: ANSE

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