Cultivation through Skin Making

But when it comes back to it, there are still many Profound Hearts outside of Gusha Mountain, and the Formless Ancient Race usually prioritizes their own. If they are to deprive, they'd deprive the outer sects' use of Profound Hearts, and not the ones from Gusha Mountain.

Therefore, in these fifty years, Song Yan spent ten years helping Yu Xuanwei consolidate her Realm, and another ten years assisting Wang Susu to siphon surrounding ghostly Profound Hearts to break through to the False Mansion Realm, thus avoiding death from old age.

At present, although the two women cannot sit on the Profound Heart, they can still cultivate in the circle closest to the Profound Heart.

For Yu Xuanwei, this saved a considerable amount of Profound Jade cost, and for Wang Susu, it felt like a windfall from the heavens.

However, if a windfall falls from the sky, there must be an issue.

Wang Susu felt something odd about this matter.

Odd enough that she was even unaccustomed to it.

In the past, it was always a fair deal; she relied on her abilities to gain benefits.

These abilities weren't just her way of ensnaring men with irresistible allure, but also her skill in handling shady dealings.

She could help the big figures manage those shady affairs beautifully, leaving no trace behind.

It was precisely because of this that she could climb the ladder step by step.

Now this young prince of the Formless Ancient Race is the thickest thigh she's held onto.

Gusha Mountain is also the best place she has ever reached for cultivation.

Yet, she hasn't gotten into the prince's bed, nor done any shady business for him, and what's even stranger… the prince doesn't seem interested in her.

Her skill in enticing men is surely top notch, and her prowess in serving them in bed even higher—if the prince tasted, he'd surely get addicted.

But the prince seems not to have any such intention.

Wang Susu secretly tilted her head, casting a glance at the young prodigy of the ancient race towards the Profound Heart.

That prodigy was making shadow puppets.

She then glanced at Yu Xuanwei, and suddenly a hint of contemplation appeared on her face.

Rejecting her is extremely rare among men.

As long as she was willing to take off her dress, no man would refuse to lunge at her, except for two...

One was this prince, and the other… was that Brother Song who died many years ago.

And the leather-making skills of both the prince and Brother Song seemed equally advanced.

As soon as this thought emerged, it became uncontrollable, and Wang Susu found at least one suitable reason: Brother Song felt nostalgic, which is why he kept her by his side.

But, is this possible?

One is Brother Song who died tragically at the hands of Zhang Han, and the other is the prodigy of the Formless Ancient Race; they are simply incomparable.

But who would have expected Brother Song to break out from the siege of Gu Huangzi and the Fox Wolf, return to the Puppet Sect, and become the Sect Leader?

For a moment, Wang Susu fell silent.

She did not love Brother Song; she only loved herself.

Nor did she necessarily want to get with anyone since she had long grown tired of it.

But suddenly, her heart rate quickened, because… she realized this might be the closest she's ever been to "stability."

If the prince is Brother Song, then the prince is her opportunity!

Whoever wants to harm the prince is harming her cake, and she must kill them.

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Tang Ningxin too.

Whoever moves against the Formless Ancient Race must die.

That's why she is the Clan Ancestor.

Not just because she can communicate with the Yin Yang Profound Dragon and predict fortunes.

She too has no love, nor desire.

Though she could, for some benefit, offer her beautiful and gentle body, complete an act through dual cultivation and identity, smiling with that person, fulfilling the duty of a Dao companion.

But her purpose is merely for the Formless Ancient Race.

If someone by her side intends to harm the Formless Ancient Race, she would be the first to notice, then… kill him.

As for any story where "the thousand-year-old ancestor falls in love with a young man and is willing to betray her tribe for him," such things would only happen in the Celestial Demon Illusion Realm and in situations like "Tang Fan falling in love with Xing'Er."

Thus, she is quietly observing the man who might become the one by her side.

Her light and calm gaze drops from the Void, quietly fixed on Song Yan sitting on the Profound Heart, assessing him, observing him, before finally pulling away after a long while...

Ningxin Ancestor raised her hand and brushed across the surface of the Celestial Pool.

Beneath the water, a majestic dragon rested in silence; though it seemed fearsome, Ningxin Ancestor felt the Yin Yang Profound Dragon's spirit was not well.

The Yin Yang Profound Dragon was left by the creator of the Formless Ancient Race, thus it must have vital connections with the ancestor.

With the Yin Yang Profound Dragon unwell, so must the ancestor be unwell.

Ningxin Ancestor pondered for a long time, then glanced towards Gusha Mountain, murmuring, "He's your chosen one, so he's my chosen one. I will listen carefully to each of his words, hoping you recover soon, hoping you… get better."

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"Master, your shadow puppet making is so good, hee hee hee..." Wang Susu covered her mouth in laughter, her large watery eyes brimming with admiration at the lifelike shadow puppet.

Song Yan looked up at the white-robed female cultivator, and said, "Do you want to join me?"

Wang Susu replied, "I do."

Song Yan said, "Then move a stone table and sit across from me."

Wang Susu: ...

She hesitated for a moment, then complied, moving the stone table and sitting across from Song Yan, and began making the shadow puppets.

Upon Gusha Mountain, the heavenly light was dim, the long grass stretched on, vast flocks of birds flew across the sky, casting fleeting shadows.

As Wang Susu worked, she couldn't resist lifting her head to look at the young man opposite her.

At that moment, an image from long, long ago surfaced in her mind.

Suspended House, Miscellaneous Skinning Hall, South Bamboo Peak Skinning Cave Mansion...