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As the Golden Elixir congealed into a Blood Pearl within the groove of the Bronze Sacrificial Plate, the entire dark passage suddenly became entwined with azure veins. The birthmark on the back of my hand burned like a branding iron, and those Jade Agates embedded in the brick crevices seemed to come alive, wriggling their way up my pant leg and into my skin.
"The Pure World Mechanism is backfiring!" I shouted, gripping the searing Jade Offering Plate as I crashed through the hidden door.
The moment moonlight poured in, I saw the He Huan Tree in the imperial garden rapidly withering, its petals disintegrating into bone powder before they even touched the ground. From thirty zhang away, the sound of shattering porcelain echoed from the Imperial Medical Institute, where a right hand transformed by Shou Fu Jade pierced through a window frame, its fingertips dragging half of a physician's intestines.
Chen Xing's Ceremonial Sword emitted a Dragon's Roar from its sheath. I leaped onto the roof beams, chasing after the sword's cry, and spotted ninety-nine Bone Lanterns rising from the moat. The lampshades were crafted from thin slices of Pipa Bone, each wick flickering with an eerie blue flame—clearly the birthday fire of Nobility.
"The third lamp at Dui Position!"
The Veteran Coroner's breath reeked of alcohol as it sprayed against my ear. His withered palm struck my back, and the Realgar Wine seeping from his palm burned a protective spell into my Spine. Using his force, I propelled myself into the air, and with my Yuchang Sword, I pierced through the nearest Bone Lantern. A wave of putrid stench hit me—inside the lampshade curled a three-inch human tongue, its tip inscribed with Oracle Bone Script identical to that of the Blood Jade Pillow.
Suddenly, the sword sheath trembled and slipped from my grasp. Chen Xing's Ceremonial Sword unsheathed itself autonomously, its Sword Edge slicing through my hair to sever the chain of the Bone Lantern. At that moment, Darksteel clashed against Bronze, and a thunderous sound from the direction of the Imperial Tomb reverberated like Bian Zhong.
Bureaucrats in official robes surged out from the alleyways, their Pupils shimmering with a jade hue. As their official boots struck against the bluestone pavement, they left behind blood-stained ice flowers.
"The Waking Corpse Spell! This is the Waking Corpse Spell from the previous dynasty!"
The Veteran Coroner suddenly bit his tongue. Mixing blood with his wine, he sprayed it into the air; droplets took shape under the moonlight as dense Sanskrit characters. "The bell tolls as time rewrites itself; hurry and cut..."
The Chihwen Knife suddenly flew from my waist. As its blade engulfed the Incantation, a surge of malevolent energy cleaved toward the bell tower. Amidst flying debris, half of a Silver Lock wrapped in blood rain plummeted down.
In the moment I caught it, the intertwined bite marks on the Silver Lock suddenly writhed, forming my mother's face in my palm.
"Don't look at the bite marks!"
Chen Xing's bloodied handkerchief covered my eyes.
The sound of fabric tearing mixed with his suppressed groan. As I tore away the obstruction, I saw his left arm pierced by a branch of the Jade Transformation's Sophora Tree.
Dark blood dripped onto the surface of the Silver Lock, and those bite marks began to gnaw at his flesh.
I reversed my grip and plunged the Yuchang Sword into the trunk of the Sophora Tree.
The moment the blade touched the heart of the tree, the ancient wood emitted a baby's cry, and thick, milky sap surged from the cracks in its bark.
Chen Xing suddenly rolled towards me, clutching me tightly as he recited a Sanskrit mantra. The tiles where he had stood were already corroded by Jade Agate, forming a pit nearly ten feet deep.
The sound of bells grew increasingly urgent.
The Minister of Rites' hand had reached the Imperial Tomb Stone Gate, and from beneath his official robes, Jade Silk was weaving divination symbols on the door ring.
I cut my index finger and drew the River Luo Diagram on the Jade Offering Plate. At that moment, as the Bronze patterns absorbed blood and shimmered, vengeful spirits of Three Hundred Craftsmen surged from the Earth Veins, their hammers striking down upon the Bureaucrats like a tolling Bian Zhong.
"Quarter Past Midnight!"
The Veteran Coroner suddenly smashed a Wine Gourd against the eaves of Tai Chi Hall.
As Glazed Tile shattered upon impact, the curse power absorbed by the Chihwen Knife erupted violently.
When Blade Qi cleaved through the clouds, I saw that the Milky Way displayed a chemical equation from the Bronze Coffin, with the positions of Beidou's seven stars clearly corresponding to acupoints along my mother's spine.
Chen Xing's palm suddenly covered my neck.
The warmth from his fingertips seeped through my Birthmark, and in my Sea of Consciousness, I suddenly heard a cold laugh from a princess from One Hundred Years Ago: "Good granddaughter, can you guess how many layers of curses I've planted in your lover's soul?"
I turned to ask but saw that his right eye had transformed into Jade, while blood tears flowed from his left eye, forming divination symbols on his cheek.
At that moment, the Silver Lock emitted a buzzing sound.
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