Scum Of The Demonic Sect

Chapter 43 The Poor Princess

Yongfu walked directly to a boy of about fourteen or fifteen years old, then cast a beam of spiritual light at him.

The boy immediately woke up. Upon seeing Yongfu, he was first startled, then showed extreme terror, twisting his body violently and crying out, "Please, kill me, kill me!"

Faced with the boy's terrified cries, Yongfu showed no reaction, directly casting another spell at the boy.

Lin Haoming clearly saw that, with the casting of Yongfu's spell, the boy immediately roared madly from the pain, his entire face completely distorted, screaming as if he had fallen into hell.

"What did you do to him?" Lin Haoming asked.

Yongfu didn't answer immediately. After a dozen breaths, he cast another beam of spiritual light at the boy, who instantly fell unconscious again. At the same time, Lin Haoming noticed that shortly after, a tiny red worm, about the size of a little fingernail, crawled out of the boy's mouth and landed directly in Yongfu's hand.

"What is this?" Lin Haoming asked, frowning.

"A marrow-eating worm, a poisonous insect that specifically devours the spiritual marrow within a cultivator's bones!" Yongfu replied.

Upon hearing this, Lin Haoming finally understood and nodded silently. "You mean, Qian Yuanshu uses these marrow-eating worms to absorb the spiritual marrow from these children for his own cultivation? If I'm not mistaken, this should be the spiritual marrow bone tempering mentioned in the *Divine Bone Technique*, right?"

"That's right! But I don't know what cultivation method my master practices!" Yongfu nodded in acknowledgment.

Lin Haoming thought for a moment, then took out the jade slip and glanced at it again before frowning and saying, "According to the *Divine Bone Manual*, only cultivators at the Foundation Establishment stage or above can extract spiritual marrow from bone marrow. Below the Qi Refining stage, unless one is a body-refining cultivator who specifically cultivates their bones and muscles, even smashing the bones won't help. Therefore, Qian Yuanshu used the marrow-eating worm to help him extract spiritual marrow."

"I see!" Yongfu suddenly understood, clearly unaware of Qian Yuanshu's purpose in collecting the spiritual marrow.

Seeing Yongfu's reaction, Lin Haoming knew that Qian Yuanshu had come here as a guardian cultivator to cultivate this technique. Taking Princess Yongfu as his disciple was also to facilitate his capture. He just didn't know where Qian Yuanshu had obtained this technique. He vaguely remembered that there wasn't a legendary powerful technique called the *Divine Bone Technique* within the sect. According to the description of this technique, once cultivated to the later stages, its power was unimaginable. According to the description, upon reaching the sixth level, one could directly use one's own bones as magical artifacts; the entire skeleton would become a complete magical artifact.

Bones are part of the body and can be continuously nourished, eventually becoming unimaginably powerful. Although the version he had was incomplete, only reaching the ninth level, it was still enough to cultivate to the Great Perfection of the Golden Core stage.

Such a technique, even if incomplete, could be cultivated to the Great Perfection of the Golden Core stage. Logically, it was impossible for no ancestor in the sect not to cultivate it. Could this technique have come from outside the sect, obtained by Qian Yuanshu by chance?

Lin Haoming couldn't understand it, but he didn't intend to dwell on it; this was exactly what he wanted.

Lin Haoming knew his aptitude was poor, and if he cultivated normally, his future achievements would be limited. However, if he focused on physical techniques, perhaps there really was a different path forward.

Lin Haoming was a decisive person; he never hesitated in his actions. Once he made up his mind, he would move forward.

After carefully putting away the jade slip, Lin Haoming asked, "Is there anything else?"

Yongfu gave a bitter smile and said, "I'm just a tool Qian Yuanshu used to help him find these children. I've told you everything I know!"

Hearing this, Lin Haoming nodded and sighed, looking at the rather pretty woman, "If we weren't enemies, I might have spared your life. But now you have no choice but to die. Don't worry, I mean what I say!"

Hearing Lin Haoming's words, Yongfu gave a helpless smile and said, "Actually, I knew this would happen sooner or later after I became his disciple. I just didn't expect to die not from Qian Yuanshu, but from someone else. If it were Qian Yuanshu, I would have been prepared. Facing you, it's truly a case of fate taking my life!"

"Do you have any last wishes?" Lin Haoming asked, for some reason.

Yongfu was taken aback by his words. Her beautiful eyes gazed at Lin Haoming, a hint of unspoken bitterness in them. After a long pause, she gave a bitter smile and shook her head, saying, "Yongfu is just my title. My real name is Li Wanru. If I have any last wishes, I hope someone will remember my name!"

Lin Haoming hadn't expected Princess Yongfu to make such a request, but he still agreed, "Alright, as long as I live, I will remember that there was once a woman with a tragic fate named Li Wanru!"

Hearing Lin Haoming call her a woman with a tragic fate, Li Wanru was moved. Looking at Lin Haoming with gratitude, she said, "Thank you, and thank you for making sure I understood the whole story!"

Lin Haoming hadn't expected Li Wanru to thank him, and genuinely at that. He sensed the reaction of the Merit Bead; her gratitude was quite substantial, directly condensing into a small merit. However, after saying this, without waiting for Lin Haoming's reply, she slammed her palm on the top of her head and collapsed to the ground.

Princess Yongfu, or rather, Li Wanru, died without hesitation, her body instantly killed. Looking at her corpse, Lin Haoming couldn't help but feel a pang of regret.

Lin Haoming didn't know why he felt this way. It wasn't because Li Wanru was beautiful, nor because she had given him merit in the end; it was simply that he subconsciously felt the woman before him bore a resemblance to Xie Ruolan.

Lin Haoming even felt a pang of worry. Would Xie Ruolan one day die like Yongfu, in an accident? Although Xie Ruolan was very strong—three of him combined probably wouldn't be a match for her—even so, against a Foundation Establishment cultivator, she would likely be as vulnerable as Princess Yongfu was against him today, perhaps even powerless to fight back, let alone against a Golden Core cultivator.

Could he really have developed feelings for that woman, Xie Ruolan? Realizing his own feelings, Lin Haoming couldn't help but ask himself a question, but he couldn't find the answer for a moment. He discovered that while he didn't want anything to happen to Xie Ruolan, he actually enjoyed seeing her suffer, especially hoping to one day see her pitifully bullied by him.

With this thought in mind, Lin Haoming couldn't help but laugh self-deprecatingly.