The Holy Maiden Uncovers My Coffin When I Just Become An Emperor's Corpse-Chapter 347: The child in your wife’s belly isn’t yours, is it?

Chapter 347: Chapter 347: The child in your wife’s belly isn’t yours, is it?

Throughout the night, Yang Yan had been cultivating the Evil God Demon Scripture, deep within his Nine Orifice Exquisite Sword Heart.

The devil seed, like a heart, grew increasingly profound.

Its color blackened to the extreme, emitting a bizarre aura.

"The birth of the Evil God should be imminent," Yang Yan thought to himself.

He had understood the cultivation technique thoroughly after just one reading.

He knew exactly how the devil seed inside him was progressing.

When the first rays of sunlight touched Yang Yan, he slowly opened his eyes.

At that moment, an eerie black aura enveloped him, making him appear extraordinarily sinister.

He truly looked like the Great Demon King reborn!

"No wonder this is a top-tier demon technique!"

The Evil God Demon Scripture was one of the supreme demon techniques, and once activated, it never ceased.

The body continuously absorbed the world’s energy to nourish the devil seed.

Any energy passing through a complete circulation would transform into demonic qi!

It strengthened the devil seed within, enhancing its power!

But such a rapid and relentless absorption of the world’s energy required the guidance of demonic qi.

Otherwise, the absorption rate would slow down!

This was why, when Yang Yan opened his eyes, demonic qi surrounded him!

The stronger the devil seed grew, the more potent the cultivator became.

"With just one night’s cultivation, the power of the devil seed inside is comparable to the cultivation of the Daoist Palace Five Treasures!

No wonder people are willing to cultivate demon techniques!

It’s not just easy to cultivate, but the power gained is so easily obtained!

If the people of the Demon Path got their hands on the Evil God Demon Scripture, they would be ecstatic!" Yang Yan thought to himself.

For those on the Demon Path, the Evil God Demon Scripture was highly tempting!

Even a mortal would be delighted to obtain it.

But for him, the Evil God Demon Scripture was not tempting; it was even akin to chicken ribs!

Because no matter how powerful the strength obtained from cultivating the Evil God Demon Scripture was, it all belonged to the devil seed.

To control it meant borrowing the power of the devil seed!

If one day the devil seed refused to lend its power, he would be an ordinary person again!

So what was not inherently his ultimately belonged to someone else!

Moreover, although the demonic qi cultivated from the Evil God Demon Scripture was vast, it was not solidified, and if it encountered the Profound Qi inside him.

It would be like tofu against a stone, shattering upon impact!

"Though not as good as I am, compared to ordinary cultivators, it still outshined them somewhat!"

Neither outstanding nor insufficient!

Yang Yan stood up and dispelled the demonic qi around him.

The Profound Qi within him directly suppressed the devil seed, making the operation speed of the Evil God Demon Scripture as slow as a turtle!

"When I enter Beizhou, into the territory controlled by the Demon Path,

I will let you devour freely, but for now, stay still!" he said quietly.

Currently, he was still in Dongzhou, within the domain of the Righteous Path cultivators.

Though not afraid of them, being constantly viewed as evil and pursued was a nuisance!

He didn’t want to kill too many low-level cultivators either!

Killing them provided no benefit and only wasted his strength!

It was entirely superfluous!

Before Yang Yan even opened the door, he heard a knock.

"Immortal Master, are you awake?"

It was the waiter’s voice!

"Awake, come in!"

Creak, the waiter pushed the door open, followed by a group of people.

"Immortal Master, did you sleep well last night?

I’ve arranged for food and a maid to help you dress and wash.

Downstairs, there’s also an eight-person sedan chair ready for you.

It can take you to the wealthy Master Qu’s house without you having to walk!" the waiter spoke respectfully.

Everything was meticulously prepared!

Perfectly executed!

"Hm."

Since they had prepared, Yang Yan decided to go without refusing.

The servants set down the food while the maid assisted Yang Yan in washing and changing.

"Are you all servants from the wealthy Master Qu’s house?" Yang Yan asked.

He could tell at a glance that these people were not someone a mere waiter could afford to hire.

"Yes, Immortal Master, last night Old Eighth informed the wealthy Master Qu of your presence.

The wealthy Master Qu promptly sent people to arrange everything.

He requests you to take a look at his wife!" answered one of the maids.

Yang Yan nodded slightly.

"It seems the wealthy Master Qu is quite sincere."

"Indeed, Immortal Master, he himself is downstairs.

He intends to personally escort you to the mansion!" the maid continued.

Yang Yan leaned back in the tub, allowing the maid to wash him.

"He sure knows how to treat people!"

Soon after, Yang Yan, under the maid’s service, finished bathing, ate the meal, and went downstairs.

As he descended, he saw a young man in luxurious robes pacing back and forth, looking extremely anxious.

He seemed to be the generous and kind-hearted wealthy Master Qu everyone spoke of!

"The Immortal Master has come down!" the waiter announced loudly from his watch below.

The pacing young man immediately turned, respectfully looking at Yang Yan.

"Good morning, Immortal Master, I am Qu Feng, visiting unannounced, please forgive me!" he greeted politely.

No one resents too much courtesy!

"No problem." Yang Yan casually replied and walked towards the inn’s exit.

Qu Feng quickly followed, personally lifting the sedan chair’s curtain.

"Please, Immortal Master!"

Yang Yan entered and sat down.

Once he was settled, Qu Feng waved his hand.

"Lift the sedan!"

The sedan was lifted, and he walked alongside it.

"Immortal Master, may I know your esteemed name and where you cultivate?" Qu Feng inquired courteously.

Yang Yan did not respond.

Qu Feng, instead of being upset, seemed pleased.

"Surely he is a genuine Immortal Master, someone truly talented!"

He urged the bearers to be quicker and steadier, then ran ahead to clear the way for the sedan.

A steward caught up.

"Master, do you think the person in the sedan is a True Immortal?" he questioned, sensing something off.

It was too arrogant!

Moreover, many knew of the matters concerning the wealthy Master Qu’s household.

There had been several incidents of people impersonating Immortal Masters to swindle food and drink.

"Without a doubt, this Immortal Master not only has a commanding presence but also looks extraordinary.

Only a true Immortal Master would be so proud as to disdain even giving his name to us mortals!" Qu Feng explained earnestly.

"In this world, martial artists are supreme, and even those who’ve cultivated a little look down on us mortals.

Moreover, every martial artist or Immortal Master from any sect always proclaims their status and name first.

To assert their identity and rank!

But he is different!

He doesn’t even mention his name!

It shows he relies not on a sect but his own great abilities!

Alright!

Do not delay, whether my wife can be saved depends on him!"

With that, he said no more.

With Qu Feng leading the way, Yang Yan almost effortlessly entered the Qu Mansion.

They carried him through to the deepest part, arriving before a room.

"Immortal Master, we have arrived!" Qu Feng opened the sedan curtain and said, bowing.

Yang Yan stepped out, his eyes flashing.

His eyes instantly penetrated the door before him, looking inside.

Inside, there were a few old maids attending to a woman lying on the bed.

She was covered with a quilt, skeletal thin.

But her belly was bulging, propping up the quilt.

It made the entire room, along with her, appear exceptionally strange.

"Hm?"

Yang Yan’s True Profound Immortal Pupil pierced through the quilt and the woman, straight to the being in the woman’s belly, and couldn’t help but be astonished.

"What is it, Immortal Master?" Qu Feng’s face changed upon hearing Yang Yan’s voice.

Yang Yan withdrew his gaze and looked at him.

"The child in your wife’s womb is not yours, is it?"