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Chapter 1954 11953 Foot Sisters

Chapter 1954 1.1953 Centipede Sisters

This perfectly illustrates the saying, "Even a centipede with a hundred legs does not fall down when dead." The thousand-year-old centipede spirit, Pudu Cihang, was refined into a thousand-year-old demon corpse by the Maoshan Taoist priests, while the centipedes scattered throughout the prison city took on the task of collecting spiritual energy to help Pudu Cihang be resurrected.

The three Ci sisters were no exception. Consider this: the thousand-year-old centipede demon, Pudu Cihang, had been refined into a demonic corpse; how much supernatural power would its scattered centipede legs still possess? To gather spiritual energy, they lacked the strength for direct combat; they could only resort to indirect methods and clandestine dealings. Thus, they took refuge in a brothel, hiding by day and active by night, acting in secret. Fearing discovery by the demons of the realm, they dared not easily reveal their forms.

"If that's the case, where is the spiritual energy gathered by the centipede now?" Through Princess's strategist Li Huixin, Wu Chen pressed for details.

“Sometimes the Centipede Sisters collect them on my behalf.” Ci Qianqian said truthfully, “I don’t know where they are kept either.”

"Interesting." Wu Chen had clearly thought of something: "How can we collect the spiritual energy gathered by the centipede?"

“It is a breathing technique passed down orally,” Ci Qianqian replied.

"In that case, the Centipede Sisters must have frequent interactions," Princess's strategist Li Huixin asked on behalf of Wu Chen.

“That’s right.” Ci Qianqian nodded gently: “The Centipede Sisters come and go here regularly, but my three sisters and I have never left the inn without permission.”

In other words, the three sisters stationed at the God of Wealth Inn were only responsible for collecting spiritual energy, while others among the Centipedes collected it. Two of the three sisters at the God of Wealth Inn have been killed, and the remaining one has been refined into Ci Qianqian. How many Centipedes remain is still unknown.

"How do the centipede sisters transform into human form?" Princess's strategist, Li Huixin, asked again.

"Borrowing a corpse to return to life, possessing another's body, and so on." Ci Qianqian replied, "One can return to life if the person has been dead for less than three days."

"Resurrection in three days." Princess's strategist, Li Huixin, had also heard of this: "When will the Centipede Sisters come to collect the spiritual energy?"

"Tonight." Ci Qianqian knew this question would inevitably come.

"Excellent!" Princess's strategist, Li Huixin, said with a smile, "The golden elixir can be obtained."

Without delay, the Demon Hunter Sect set up an ambush at the God of Wealth Inn, waiting for the Centipede Sisters to walk right into their trap.

That night, a man arrived under the moonlight. He moved with practiced ease through the God of Wealth Inn. Unnoticed by gods or ghosts, he entered as if it were an empty place. He leaped onto the roof, lifted a tile, and jumped into the top-tier guest room.

Upon closer inspection, only one of the three sisters remained on the bed.

Then he asked in a low voice, "Where are my sisters?"

“(Yicui) is on business at the brothel and has not yet returned.” Ci Qianqian replied respectfully: “Taking advantage of the brothel’s success, we are going against the grain. There are countless pleasure seekers at Yicui Tower. The spiritual energy is abundant, and the food is inexhaustible.”

"That makes sense." The visitor secretly breathed a sigh of relief: "Quickly summon the sisters to report, or we will not wait for them."

"Yes, ma'am." Ci Qianqian then got up and got off the bed.

The figures darted around, and the newcomer was suddenly startled: "Why is there a Buddhist aura emanating from your body?"

“We sisters are all protectors of the Great Ming National Preceptor. How could we not have a ray of Buddha’s light around us?” Ci Qianqian was not flustered at all.

"Eloquent tongue!" the newcomer exclaimed, striking with lightning speed. "It must be a stolen treasure!"

Ci Qianqian spun around to dodge, and in the process, she unleashed three Hundred Claw Flying Swords.

Unexpectedly, in a single exchange, the once inseparable sisters unleashed a deadly attack. The newcomer parried two swords with all her might, only to be pierced through by a third hundred-clawed flying sword, pinning her firmly to a pillar. Glancing down at the flying sword forged from the centipede sisters, the newcomer was filled with hatred: "You actually turned on your own kin, slaughtering your own sister!"

"The Buddha said: 'The sea of ​​suffering is boundless, but turning back is the shore.' Ci Qianqian is no longer the same as before; how could she associate with demons again? 'Since we are sisters, why not lay down your butcher's knife?'"

"Don't even think about it!" The newcomer forcefully channeled his energy, attempting to escape. Unexpectedly, a flash of lightning appeared, and the Cloud-Swallowing Python burst forth from the sword.

"No—" The newcomer was terrified, watching helplessly as he was swallowed up by a gaping maw.

All his power vanished like flowing water, and when he opened his eyes again, he was already inside the sword furnace.

The celestial flames raged fiercely, instantly reducing the disguise to dust, revealing the true form.

"Huh?" Wu Chen recognized the newcomer at a glance as Dai Zu Shi (Wang Jingying), the concubine of Dongfang Bubai, who had been impersonated by a Yagyu Shinkage ninja who had been personally killed by Xue Qianxun. In other words, the concubine Dai Zu Shi was a real person who was later killed by a Yagyu Shinkage ninja and disguised as someone else. Unexpectedly, her body was possessed by one of the Centipede Sisters and brought back to life. So, the Centipede Sisters each had their own extraordinary encounters. Some were resurrected by possessing another's body, while others were possessed by another's body. Like Dai Zu Shi, being brought back to life in three days was not uncommon.

interesting.

"One hundred legs in one body." Wu Chen transmitted his voice from afar: "Refine her into a 'Hundred-Clawed Asura Woman' as well."

"Yes, my lord." Right Protector Xiahou Ying immediately accepted the order. Dai Zu's own power far surpassed that of the three Ci sisters. Refining the "Hundred-Clawed Asura Woman" would be twice as effective with half the effort. For the so-called "Primordial Golden Elixir Furnace" Dugu Sword Furnace, it was extremely simple, a piece of cake, requiring no effort at all.

But then, the Primordial Golden Elixir at the furnace lid unleashed its power once more. A beam of golden light descended from above and entered the furnace chamber.

Like the moon emerging from the clouds, the alluring female body was reborn from the flames, and the spiritual energy that filled the furnace surged into her limbs and bones.

The spiritual fire clings to the bones, burning fiercely.

In a short while, the furnace lid was lifted. Dai Zushi, having been cleansed of the dross and refined, was reborn and saw the light of day again.

Having transformed from a centipede demon into a hundred-clawed Asura, Dai Zu naturally severed ties with her past life. Furthermore, she was merged into the constellations, her personal storyline reset with a single click. Once the memory chain is fully reconstructed, even the last trace of resistance will vanish without a trace.

With Dai Zushi joining the ranks, the Demon Hunting Sect can now follow the trail to trace the location where the Centipede Sisters stored their spiritual energy. As the saying goes, "Many a little makes a mickle." After escaping into the Painted Wall Realm, the Centipede Sisters worked tirelessly like a swarm of bees, working day and night. Just how much spiritual energy did they collect? It must have been quite considerable.

Looking up at the bright moon in the sky, and seeing that it was still early, Right Protector Xiahou Ying immediately headed to the address given by Dai Zu Shi—the Rakshasa Palace.

It's called a palace, but it's actually a temple.

Rakshasa Palace is an inconspicuous little temple in the North Fortress. While its incense offerings aren't particularly abundant, they're never neglected either. The statue enshrined in the temple is of Rakshasa from the timeline of *Journey to the West*. Indeed, it is Princess Iron Fan herself, residing in the Banana Cave of Mount Cuiyun, wife of the Bull Demon King, and mother of Red Boy. Princess Iron Fan cultivated herself from a young age and was an enlightened earth immortal. She possessed the treasure Banana Fan; one wave extinguished fire, two waves created wind, and three waves brought rain, after which she could sow seeds and reap harvests. The people of Flaming Mountain thus worshipped her as "Iron Fan Immortal," praying to her every ten years and offering countless tributes. Later, she married the Bull Demon King, and they had Red Boy. Later still, the Bull Demon King was taken as a husband by Princess Jade Face, daughter of the Fox King, abandoning Princess Iron Fan and leaving her alone in the Banana Cave of Mount Cuiyun. Because Sun Wukong asked Guanyin Bodhisattva to subdue Red Boy, preventing mother and son from seeing each other, Princess Iron Fan harbored resentment towards Sun Wukong.

She was described as having "a handkerchief wrapped around her head with a floral pattern, and a brocade robe with a cloud pattern. Two tiger-tendon sashes were tied around her waist, slightly revealing the side of her embroidered skirt. She wore three-inch phoenix-beak shoes and dragon-whisker knee-length trousers with gold trim. She held a precious sword in her hand and shouted angrily, her face as fierce as the Moon Goddess."

When half-drunk with wine, "her face was as red as a peach blossom, her body swayed like a tender willow. She chattered on and on, her movements full of charm. Sometimes she would brush her cloud-like hair, sometimes she would dangle her slender fingers. Several times she would cross her legs, and several times she would shake her sleeves. Her fair neck would naturally lower, and her slender waist would gradually twist. She never forgot to say 'lovey-dovey words,' and her soft breasts were half-exposed, her gold buttons loose. When drunk, she truly slumped like a jade mountain, her drowsy eyes rubbing together, making a few silly faces."

When enemies came knocking again, she would quickly remove her hairpins and ornaments, take off her colorful clothes, tie her black hair up like a Taoist nun, and dress in white like a Buddhist monk.

"Sweetheart last night, shrew today." A charming woman in public and in private. Her ever-changing demeanor and the nuances of her life are best left unsaid.

Wu Chen would never believe that she was the leader of the centipedes.