History Has Fallen Ill-Chapter 106 : Little Celestial Ghost’s Great Upgrade, Heir to the Grand Virtuous Teacher?

Chapter 106: Little Celestial Ghost’s Great Upgrade, Heir to the Grand Virtuous Teacher?
Chichi!
As soon as the flame on the Ash Lamp ignited, it instantly burned away the Corpse Buddha Lama’s soul and the curse attached to it, transforming into a white-jade colored candle.
In this world, higher-tier Laws possess an almost absolute dominance over lower-tier Paths.
Lamp-Igniting belongs to the Past Buddha of the Three-Lives Buddhas, the master of Tathāgata, equivalent to the Ancestor of Ten Thousand Buddhas, the source of all Buddhas.
Once Jiang Yan completed collecting the three chapters of the Three Treasures—Essence, Qi, and Spirit—it would exert a suppressive effect on all Buddha Followers.
Unless it was a root-level esoteric Tantric Law, everything else would merely be a lamb awaiting slaughter before it.
Most importantly, Jiang Yan bore no burden of precepts.
Skill Descendants were perfect keepers of the precepts!
If placed within some Indian myth, they could endure ascetic cultivation for endless ages without pause, easily achieving feats like “asceticism, divine blessings, and beating up the Heavenly Emperor.”
Over this period, Jiang Yan had already accumulated five white candles and could at any moment ascend to a higher tier of red candle, birthing new Buddhist Divine Abilities.
Since the process was irreversible, Jiang Yan had not rushed to fuse them.
After all, his Heart-Connection Perception was already quite useful.
He could fuse them when needed—or stock up one more White Candle.
At the same time—
The five Corpse Mountain Elephants crushed all the Corpse-Dissolution Army that guarded the Corpse Realm Worms, with the Little Celestial Ghost keeping count. They would divide the loot... er, spoils, once they returned home.
On top of the Corpse Mountain Elephant, Zhou Xiaoxiao and the others who had witnessed the entire process wore expressions of shock and disbelief.
“So easily seized the enemy's rear?”
Su Baitao murmured, her gaze taking on a tinge of admiration.
Earlier, when this boss claimed he was going to blitz the Corpse-Dissolution Court, she had thought it overly arrogant—choosing to charge head-on.
Who would have thought…
He directly used a lure-the-tiger-away tactic, seized the exit of the Diseased Domain, and yet again crippled one-third of the Corpse-Dissolution Court’s forces.
But this name—Sima A’man...
Could it be that he harbored a deep vendetta against the Sima clan?
Nonetheless, she now had inspiration for her artbook—the male lead had to be someone like this: both handsome and strong, thoroughly domineering.
As for the female lead... it would be best if she came from the Corpse-Dissolution Court’s faction. Otherwise, there wouldn't be a sense of racial opposition and fateful conflict.
But most Corpse-Dissolution beings were just too hideous, simply unbearable to behold.
“Got it!”
A spark lit in Su Baitao’s mind—she’d just use zombie elements!
Coincidentally, the male lead also had a Coffin Spirit, which could forcefully imprison the zombie female lead for some special play.
But she had to make some edits—it couldn’t be an adult comic. Otherwise, she’d offend the boss.
“Perfect opportunity to go mainstream!” Su Baitao mused, unable to contain her creative urges.
Zhou Xiaoxiao exclaimed excitedly, “After taking the Corpse Realm Worm entrance, we can go straight into the Historical Long River! Even if we haven’t completed our mission, we can follow the anchor point to the present world to return. The only issue is—it’ll be dangerous, and the next mission will become extremely difficult.”
This kind of action was equivalent to becoming a deserter—one would be blacklisted by the Historical Long River.
But dying in the future and dying now—there’s a difference.
Jiang Yan said coolly, “You have ten breaths. If you want to leave, do so now.”
As someone from the Bureau of Historical Revision, he was fairly lenient toward rule-abiding History Walkers—they were all forces resisting Historical Mutation.
As long as— they didn’t interfere with his plan.
The Ravens soared in the sky, beginning the countdown.
“Ten.”
“Nine.”
Zhou Xiaoxiao, Liang Yao, and others hesitated. After all, though the Historical Long River was dangerous, it was still better than staying here to face a mutated hero like Wu Sangui.
If the other side held a Historical Merit, it could dominate his entire tier.
This boss clearly sought a high evaluation.
Surviving this far was all thanks to him. Leaving now would seem petty, but staying would be of no help either.
“Your life-saving grace—I, Liang Yao, will remember it. I must tend to the elders and young ones at home, so I’ll leave first. If there’s ever need, come find me at Tianshui Shengyi Pavilion in Jiangnan Province. I’ll gladly serve!”
Liang Yao gritted his teeth, spoke his piece, and rushed into the worm’s mouth.
Jiang Yan gave no response. The Ravens continued counting:
“Six...”
Li Hong and Zhou Xiaoxiao’s expressions were conflicted, but by the time the count reached “three,” they still hadn’t moved.
Su Baitao stood with arms crossed, gaze calm, unmoving.
After all, this boss had always acted with careful forethought. He wouldn’t throw his life away in vain!
Even if...
Their lives were all borrowed—what was there to fear?
Zhou Xiaoxiao glanced at Su Baitao, sighing inwardly. You might dodge the first day of the month, but not the fifteenth.
She decided to stay—to fight for a high evaluation.
As for Li Hong, he stayed not out of ambition but because he knew himself.
He was trash.
Better to cling to the boss’s leg.
Just then, Liang Yao came running back, disheveled, and trembled as he ed, “Outside—reinforcements from the Corpse-Dissolution Court! They’ve entered!”
At that moment, all eyes turned to Jiang Yan, filled with awe.
Such foresight—was this man truly human?
Da-da-da!
The sound of horse hooves charging neared rapidly, waves of Corpse Qi swept in, and in the lead was a Law Seed Stage powerhouse.
The Raven was still counting:
“Three.”
“Two.”
“One.”
Time’s up—Sanskrit Sword fell.
The Corpse Realm Worm was slain with a wail. The Realm Gate snapped shut, followed by cursing voices.
All the Corpse-Dissolution reinforcements—deprived of an anchor—were swept away by the Tributary of the Historical Long River. Those remaining could no longer enter the Diseased Domain.
At this moment—
It became a true struggle of trapped beasts.
If they couldn’t kill Wu Sangui and the Corpse-Dissolution Court’s powerhouses, they would be the ones buried!