I Just Want To Slack off In Cultivation

Thinking back to all these years, the Xiao family had already advanced wave after wave and sacrificed countless lives for this goal. Right now, they were already on the ninth Summit of the mountain, and they were only one step away!

No matter what price he had to pay, he would not give up now!

Thinking of this, Xiao Shou's right arm exerted strength and moved his incomplete body. He lit the joss stick for the third time and offered Joss flames.

As he had lost both his legs and an arm, he had to crawl and wriggle on the ground like a bug to complete the ritual.

It was especially difficult to get the incense.

Because the Xiao family had never thought that they would fall into such a situation, the box containing the offerings was placed on the high table. It was as tall as an ordinary person's chest, and it was not difficult for a normal adult.

However, Xiao Shou struggled for a long time before he successfully obtained it.

Finally, after busying himself for a long while, green smoke once again appeared in the room. The two words "Xiao Shou" floated in the air, and the altar appeared once more.

He crawled to the front of the altar, took out a dagger, and pointed the sharp tip at his face.

Feeling the chill of the approaching sharp blade and thinking about what was going to happen next, Xiao Shou couldn't suppress the fear in his eyes.

However, he took a deep breath and finally used his strength to stab the dagger into his own eye ...

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An unimaginable pain came, and blood gushed out like a fountain, instantly soaking Xiao Shou's face and dyeing his front red.

As he screamed hysterically, he grabbed his two eyeballs and threw them at the altar.

Due to his previous two failures, in order to prevent the sacrifice from not being enough, Xiao Shou endured unimaginable pain with great perseverance and cut off his own nose and ears to be sacrificed ...

After doing all this, he was already covered in blood. He rolled on the ground and couldn't even move his fingers.

Xiao Shou endured the pain and began to recite the prayer intermittently.

It took him a long time to finish reciting the familiar prayer. Before he could recite it a second time, he fainted from the pain.

Black blood gushed out, and his eyes, nose, and ears began to sink into the altar.

In a flash, the sacrificial altar had completely absorbed the offering.

Just like the previous two times, PEI Ling once again felt a surge of pure energy flowing into his body.

Perhaps it was because the offering this time was more compatible with the faceless immortal, the aura in PEI Ling's body instantly recovered from the core formation stage to the nascent Soul Stage!

At the same time, new flesh grew on Xiao Shou's eyes, nose, and ears. Soon, there were no more wounds on his body.

It was as if his entire face had no eyes, nose, or ears, and only his mouth remained.

The incense offerings suddenly burned vigorously.

Before PEI Ling's eyes, a familiar memory appeared once again.

This time, he was still the one making the sacrifice, and he was still in the ancestral hall. However, only the altar looked normal. The entire ancestral hall was made of human bones, human flesh, and human skin. It was still squirming slightly as if it was alive. It was strange, terrifying, and nauseating. It was like purgatory.

The scene rippled slightly and then disappeared.

The scene of the ancestral hall reappeared. The Vermilion pillars, the carved beams, and the painted rafters seemed to have been an illusion.

PEI Ling wasn't affected at all and continued to sit without moving, still pretending to be the faceless immortal that Xiao Shou was paying his respects to.

The incense burned out, the altar disappeared, and the bead curtain closed.

Through the gap between the bead curtains, PEI Ling saw that Xiao Shou was still unconscious and frowned. The other party had been unconscious for a full 15 minutes, why was he still not awake?

Such a strong start but weak finish, giving up halfway easily, as the head of the family, he was really too irresponsible!

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In the bamboo forest, inside the house.

The fishy and sweet aura was so dense that it was almost tangible.

The maidservant, who was wearing an indigo dress and whose skirt was stained with blood, stood with her sleeves folded. She was not wearing a mask, and there was nothing unusual on her white face except for some dirt.

However, other than her original head, there were four other male heads on her neck. One of them had a square face. One was ordinary, one was weather-beaten, and one was not ordinary. The last one was a dark-faced young man.

Each of the four heads gritted their teeth. Their eyes were red and filled with hatred.

A cold aura lingered, and gray-black frost and snow had already quietly spread on the ground.

On the ground not far away, four headless corpses were torn and tattered. Their original human forms could not be seen. If it were not for their scattered clothes, which were worn by the guards of Xiao Manor, it would be impossible to recognize their identities.

"Yu" stood in front of the servant girl with five heads, admiring the masterpiece in front of him. His depressed expression couldn't help but be mixed with a trace of self-satisfaction.

The 'curse' would definitely like his sacrifice!

Thinking of this, he turned his head to look at the sky outside. The sun was setting in the West, and the residual light was bleak.ᴛhis chapter is ᴜpdated by Noᴠelꜰɪre.nᴇt

It wasn't night time yet, but it was almost time.

First, he had to sacrifice himself to the 'curse'. The good fortune of the' curse 'this time could very well be hidden in the sacrifice!

Yu immediately opened his mouth and took a deep breath, directly sucking the five-headed servant girl into his mouth, then turned around and pushed the door open.

He quickly appeared at the entrance of the ancestral hall.

Looking at the door that seemed to be tightly shut, Yu was about to push it open.

"Squeak."

The door suddenly opened on its own.

'Yu' had a calm expression as he strode in.

The ancestral hall was still the same as last night. The traces of the previous battle had all disappeared, as if nothing had happened.

It was still luxurious, elegant, spacious, and cold.

However, in front of the confession table, there was an unconscious Xiao Shou.

Yu's gaze landed on his body and was slightly surprised. He remembered that Xiao Shou had been tortured to death by The Pink Bride last night. How did he come back to life now?

Furthermore, he had appeared in the ancestral hall?

Was it made by The Pink Bride?

Yu quickly shook his head. Let's not worry about this for now. The most important thing now was to sacrifice himself to the curse!

As for this Xiao Shou ... Since he didn't die, he would personally interrogate him once more. If the other party still refused to say anything, he would also sacrifice him to the curse!

Thus,"Yu" strode forward and mimicked Xiao Shou's actions last night. He first lit an incense in the incense burner and then knelt in front of the bead curtain.

The bead curtain opened without a sound, and the shrine appeared. The pressure of great horror and disaster was like a thousand tons pressing down, making him unable to suppress the fear.

Yu raised his head and saw a statue that looked exactly the same as the one he saw last night sitting cross-legged in the shrine.

However, there seemed to be another Xiao-like statue at the bottom of the pedestal.

However, the statue's head was covered by a robe, and its face could not be seen.

Yu was slightly confused, but seeing that the statue of curse was still the same as before, he decided to ignore the changes.

After all, there were many strange things happening in the Xiao Manor, so it was better not to cause any more trouble.

Thus, he continued the exact same ceremony as Xiao Shou had done the night before. He inserted an incense stick into the incense burner in front of the offering table.

The green smoke curled up and condensed into a word in the air, " "Yu,"

Seeing that it was not Xiao Yan who appeared this time, but his own honorific title, Yu heaved a sigh of relief.

Soon, the altar appeared in the smoke.

Yu looked respectfully at the statue of curse, then opened his mouth and a thick black gas came out.

The black Qi landed on the ground and transformed into the appearance of a five-headed maidservant.

He reached out and easily moved her to the altar.

'Yu' knelt down and prayed, " "The faceless great immortal has boundless magical power. He protects the younger generation, and his blessings continue to last."

"Junior Yu, with all that he has learned in his life, combines the hatred of the living and the resentment of the dead into a sacrificial object to worship the great immortal."

"Great immortal, please have mercy and bestow a fortune ..."