Yun Liu stole a glance at the silver-haired woman, trembling.
She was now a manifestation of demonic energy, unsuitable for artificial liquid therapy; if careless, he too would be devoured by the sacred fire and fall into magic corruption.
Two sword qi, one cyan and one green, cut across the sea surface, raising two waves.
Occasionally a spirit boat or pleasure craft passed by, quickly left behind.
The sea’s temper was fickle, now towering waves, now torrential rain.
Fortunately, the two fairies had profound cultivation, their qi shields enveloping their bodies, their qi seas deep and vast.
Under the moonlight, the silver sea shimmered with spiritual energy.
Countless water phase spring eyes created the unique climate of the Boundless Sea; no matter how many times one saw it, it never grew tiresome.
Having descended the mountain after a long time, Gelan’s face relaxed slightly.
She stretched, her mood much lighter, as if she had returned to her youth.
“Come to think of it, it’s been a long time since I went out with you. Last time was the time before last.”
“Do you think I want to take you along? Listen, you useless cow, I’ll cut a slice of meat from your forbidden area. Milk cow, from now on you’ll be in charge of taking care of Liuer’s daily needs. If he loses a single hair…”
Gelan was furious.
How could she have changed her nature yet become even more extreme?
Passionate toward Liuer, but impatient with her?
Was there really such differential treatment?
Jealousy, pure jealousy!
The Dragon Slaying Squad leader had suddenly become a demonic version of Yan Bingling, ordering everyone around at will, while the healer had become a servant attending to the mother and son.
Yun Liu wiped his drool and woke up.
He had taken a nap midway, wetting Aunt Master’s chest.
It was rare to indulge as a momma’s boy.
The feeling was… unexpectedly nice?
“How do you plan to deceive the heavens and cross the sea? The Moon Haze Sakura Group is not to be trifled with. The weakest among them is at the Golden Core peak. It’s still not too late to turn back and enter the Sword Furnace.”
Gelan glared at Yun Liu, taking out her anger on her unfilial son.
“What terrible medicine did ORIXIUS prescribe? Master has gone mad and still worries about your frozen-faced junior sister.”
“Indeed. Let’s first ask Mister Canghai for directions. With luck, a white whale will carry us under the sea.”
Although the Divine Tree of Yingzhou was within the Nine Provinces, it was like a secluded overseas island, detached from the major powers.
But from the map, Yingzhou looked more like a towering tree growing deep in the sea, reputedly the largest island.
This showed how vast the Boundless Sea was.
Gelan rolled her eyes repeatedly and said sarcastically, “And then? Just walk straight into their mansion and bring Ah Lian back?”
“Exactly. Not only will they not stop us, they’ll invite us in. What the Divine Guard Shen Clan needs most right now is an alchemist to cultivate the divine tree. We’ll land as wandering elixir cultivators of the Boundless Sea. Of course, both of you will need to change identities as well.”
“Second Mother is fine—her chest is big enough to bind. But Aunt Master’s silver hair is too conspicuous. To the islanders of Yingzhou, it’s like a nightmare. The moment it appears, it will alert the Sakura Group.”
After traveling for five days, they neared the Penghu Archipelago.
The three took shelter on a desolate island and disguised themselves.
Flying over so openly would let everyone know that people from the Sword Sect had arrived, and with no low cultivation at that.
The first to walk out of the woods was Gelan.
After taking off her sword robe and changing her hairstyle, she instantly became a different person.
“Phew, it’s been a long time since I disguised myself. Luckily the clothes still fit.”
The middle-aged woman had a graceful figure.
Ao Tian’s eyes darted.
“I think Second Mother still retains her charm.”
Next came Yan Bingling.
Dressed in white light gauze, her delicate body wrapped, but her silver hair dyed jet black.
She reluctantly put on the human skin mask Yun Liu had given her, and looked like an ordinary young female cultivator.
“How is it, Liuer?”
Turning to look, the two were stunned—the handsome young man with delicate features was gone, replaced by a bright and beautiful young girl.
Golden hair, starmoon eyes, delicate face.
“You! How did you get here? Where’s my baby? Where did you hide him!?”
Yan Bingling shouted angrily, furious at the sight of Huangmao.
“Ji… Shiyu?”
Gelan blinked.
‘No, these clothes belong to Yun Liu!’
“It’s me, Aunt Master.”
The voice of “Ji Shiyu” was clear and crisp.
Dressed in white, her chest was bulging, and the sleeves and pant legs were a bit long, very ill-fitting.
“Yun boy? This is too realistic—even the spirit breath is identical. A living person transformation?”
Ao Tian flew up and circled around, clicking his tongue in wonder, not quite understanding the purpose.
“It’s gone!”
“Ji Shiyu” rubbed her chest: “So heavy. Even covering it feels chilly.”
Her expression was one of great shock.
He seemed to have underestimated the power of the Blood Art of Skin Painting.
Even a man could be transformed.
Not only had he shrunk a size, but even that thing was no longer felt!
Ao Tian shook his head and complained, “That’s weird. Don’t make those movements with Shiyu’s body—it’s an eyesore.”
“Wrong. Let’s do it again.”
Yun Liu patted his butt and slipped into the small woods, fumbling around.
The rustling sounds made people strongly suspect he was doing something strange to the young girl’s delicate body.
Before long, another handsome young man with a strikingly similar appearance walked out.
Long golden hair, purple eyes containing stars.
Anyone who saw him would praise him as a handsome man.
Wasn’t this just a gender-swapped Ji Shiyu!?
Gelan and Yan Bingling’s expressions were even more shocked.
They had seen masterful disguises, but never a live transformation.
Even divine sense could hardly distinguish; no trace of Yun Liu could be seen.
Based on Ji Shiyu’s model, Yun Liu had used the blood art to readjust.
“Is this right this time?”
Breasts were flattened, and a dick had grown back.
He had remade a person.
‘That mysterious demon cultivator indeed hadn’t lied to me.’
“Oh my god, what exactly did you do to our Shiyu!?”
The yellow chicken landed in the bird’s nest, looking up, down, left, right, but couldn’t find any flaw.
Even plucking a strand of hair, it smelled like Shiyu.
Probably even Old Mother Ji would suspect she had another illegitimate child upon seeing him.
Equally realistic, it suddenly thought of that demonic woman disguised as a princess, and had a bad feeling.
“Since this matter started because of me, I’ll be the one to bring the story back on track.”
Yun Liu flexed his hands, his eyes flickering as he adjusted to the new skin while absorbing everything contained in the blood essence.
The deeper he understood, the more amazed he was.
This evil art seemed to be more than just disguise and transformation; it was a demonic art that used blood essence to steal another’s lifelong gains!
Ji Shiyu’s experiences, memories, combat techniques, lifestyle habits—feeling what she felt, comprehending what she comprehended—
Starburst Dash, Star Summoning, Sword Scripture of Zhuiyun—all familiar skills, even Xuantian Nine Transformations!
They’ve returned, all returned.
Yun Liu never thought he would have a day in this life to play as “Golden Hair” again.
The only flaw was the Formless Spiritual Root.
That child’s talent was too special.
Even the Blood Art of Skin Painting couldn’t replicate it—or perhaps it needed more blood essence, even to devour the entire Ji Shiyu?
Yun Liu gained another degree of wariness toward that demonic woman, but for now, this was enough.
A young man changing his face naturally needed a new identity to walk the Outer Sea.
‘From now on, I am Ji Shiyu, the young master of the Star Island Heavenly Mechanism Sect, a third-grade earth-level elixir cultivator, wandering the Boundless Sea.’