Chapter 306 - 306 304 Yin King
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Updated : Oct 11th, 2025
306: Chapter 304: Yin King 306: Chapter 304: Yin King Baili An only felt his vision fill with a sanguine hue; beneath his severe injuries, his heart was unusually numb.
He knew clearly that with another strike, even with his corpse demon physique, he couldn’t escape the fate of being smashed into a pile of shattered bones and remains.
Yet his emotions felt bizarrely calm to an extreme.
Baili An looked up, the blood in his eyes receding as a burn-like mystical fire mark ignited between his eyebrows.
He lifted his lips, releasing a cold sound that even he found surprising,
“Don’t be presumptuous.”
It wasn’t particularly severe, just exceedingly indifferent in tone, but the massive creature beneath him trembled violently, its arm that was about to fall, shuddering as if under the innate suppression of some noble bloodline.
The raised bone arm obediently retracted.
Baili An stood up, vigorously pulling up Ji Ying’s skeleton from beneath him.
The majority of the body that had been engulfed was completely detached from the giant bones.
However, at the moment he pulled out her other arm, there was a brief, hesitant snag, as if something caught it.
By the time he had fully extracted her remains, the fire mark on Baili An’s forehead disappeared in an instant, his body collapsing backwards as if drained of all strength, with the skeleton uncontrollably falling onto him, and that rescued bone hand, as if holding something, clenched tight again around the tail end of the jade flute in his hand.
Baili An felt the cold jade flute in his hand suddenly turn scorching hot.
Glancing sideways, the originally frost-white jade flute was now covered in blood-thread-like veins.
The blood threads continuously converged under Ji Ying’s hand until, as her palm slid away, they gathered at the tail end of the flute, the body of the flute quickly returning to its original smooth, jade white state.
The only change was a small, blood-red pearl embedded at the end of the jade flute, like a drop of blood infused into the jade.
Baili An knit his brows slightly; at that moment, he heard the distant, enraged and mad howling of Ghost.
With this, it wasn’t hard to deduce that the blood pearl on the jade must be the legendary Ghost Tears Pearl.
Fang Geyu arrived, stepping on golden leaves, his face a mix of shock and numbness after the astonishment.
A dark cloud rapidly formed overhead Baili An, with thunder rumbling threateningly within.
Sensing something, Fang Geyu’s expression turned extraordinarily complex and vivid, “Do you understand what this commotion signifies?”
Baili An rubbed his forehead with a headache, “Heavenly Tribulation brought about by breakthroughs.”
Fang Geyu stared at him as if looking at a monster, “Since ancient times, only those at the verge of tribulation could bring forth Heavenly Tribulation.
Just now, in the midst of battle, you advanced through seven minor realms and now you’re crossing a major realm.
I can only say that such a phenomenon has neither predecessors nor successors.
Yet, now, you merely broke through the Sea Expansion Realm and have invoked a Heavenly Tribulation; this is too absurd!”
Baili An revealed a helpless smile.
Fang Geyu glared at him, “I’m curious to see how you plan to survive this tribulation.”
Baili An smiled faintly, showing no sign of despair or fear, “As long as there is a breath left, hope remains unfading.”
He looked up at the dark clouds above, and didn’t forget to instruct Fang Geyu, “Stand a bit further away, don’t get affected by the Heavenly Tribulation…
Uh.”
Mid-sentence, Baili An revealed an embarrassed expression.
Fang Geyu’s eyes widened as he watched the formidable dark clouds in the sky.
After several deep rumbles, a few Thunder Flowers manifested an extremely terrifying presence, but as if out of respect, quickly dispersed as soon as the one facing the tribulation looked up to ostensibly worship them.
It was as if they had come to set off a false alarm.
“Hey, this is your Heavenly Tribulation, what exactly did you do to it for it to flee so quickly?” Fang Geyu was somewhat incredulous.
Baili An was dazed, “I did nothing, I just looked at it…”
Fang Geyu sighed, eyeing him as if in a dream, “So, you have reached the Sea Expansion Realm?”
Baili An nodded honestly, his heart a bit stiff, “Apparently so.”
She tapped his flute with her finger, “How important is this thing?
It’s even mightier than my Blue Talisman?”
Baili An didn’t know how to answer.
Although Sister Wen had told him the flute was his, he had no memory of his past life and didn’t know the answer.
And what baffled him more, the jade flute was delicate and exquisitely contoured, smooth and lustrous in texture—seemingly an item for a lady.
Why then did she claim it was his?
At that moment, a voice emerged, answering Baili An’s question for him, “If I am not mistaken due to misperception, this should have been crafted from the Yin Jade of the Senluo Palace.”
Baili An cast a glance at the female Heroic Spirit from Central Netherworld, “Why kneel before me?”
There stood Hongying, the Heroic Spirit from Central Netherworld, who had quietly drifted over, now kneeling steadily on the ground as she spoke to him.
A straw hat covered her face with black gauze, and a blindfold hung down her neck from behind, suggesting she might have a vision impairment.
Hongying pressed her lips, slightly tinged with a heroic air.
Upon hearing Baili An’s voice, she bowed her head even lower, her tone possessing a reverence and obedience that not even to Ghost Sword Ying Xiu had she shown.
“Your Highness may not be aware, Yin Jade is the royal jade of Central Netherworld, commanded by Houtu of the Nine Nethers, a sign of absolute authority.
Yin Jade is rare in this world, emerging from the Nine Nether’s depths.
In principle, there is but one such jade in the entire Four Seas and Eight Desolates, above the heavenly lights.”
Hearing this, Fang Geyu’s face turned pale.
Baili An twirled the flute in his hand, looking down in deep contemplation, “This jade is precious, but what does that have to do with your kneeling before me?”
Before Hongying could speak, Fang Geyu opened his mouth, his tone carrying a hint of complexity.
“The one and only Yin Jade she spoke of, is not the jade flute in your hand.
In the You Dynasty, Yin Jade serves as the imperial seal, the constitution of royal authority, known as the Yin Seal.
This means that the imperial seal of the You Dynasty currently held by Empress Ying Ji is made of Yin Jade.
This is related to the very foundation and authority of the entire You Dynasty, making it impossible for a second piece to exist in this world.”
Well, this meant that the Yin Jade was used only for making the imperial seal of the You Dynasty, uniquely precious.
But this unique treasure, he had used in his previous life to make a flute…
Baili An started to feel uneasy.
What exactly was his background in his former life?
He looked at the reverently kneeling Heroic Spirit Hongying, silent for a moment, then asked, “Did you just call me ‘Your Highness’?”
Hongying: “Yes.”
“But your ‘Your Highness’ should be the Ghost Sword Prince.”
Hongying tugged at her lips, but no smile accompanied the gesture, her voice low, “Even if the Yin King of the You Dynasty were here, seeing Your Highness with this jade flute, he, too, would have to respectfully address you as ‘Your Highness.'”
Central Netherworld was different from the immortal sects of the Central Plains, which claimed fame throughout the lands with Tianxi Thirteen Swords, Cangwu Ten Hidden Palaces, and Taixuan Nine Classics.
But in the territory ruled by Houtu of Central Netherworld, there were three great Yin Kings.
The Yin Kings never set foot outside Central Netherworld.
They kept a low profile; they were so discreet that some lesser powers might not remember their names.
Yet no one dared to disregard the name of the Yin King.
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