Chapter 162 Bai Heng angrily activates his second Dharma body, Su Changqing publicly dismantles his
After Sikong Changfeng shouted "Tianmen Deluxe Special Edition White Robe Ornament," the entire area in front of the Taiji Hall fell silent for a moment.
Immediately afterwards, that stillness seemed to crack instantly, as if someone had gently poked it with the tip of a needle.
It's not chaos.
It's not a panic.
Instead, an extremely strange, absurd, yet incredibly intoxicating heat quickly surged through the chests of everyone in the room.
Because although the words were outrageous, the scene before their eyes—
It could really happen.
Who is Bai Heng?
The guide.
He is taller than Zhao Xuance, taller than Gu Changxuan, and taller than Yue Zhenchuan.
He is the "inspector" who truly emerged from behind the Heavenly Gate, capable of observing, judging, and determining whether a realm is worth continuing to support from a higher perspective.
Half an hour ago, if anyone had said that such a person would be locked in a cage and used as a new decoration in Changqing Tower, even the person who said it would have thought it was absurd.
But now?
He was first hit in the face by Su Changqing's teacup from a distance, then his boundary seal was shattered by broken porcelain, and then he was forcibly pulled down from the Heavenly Gate by the word "come down". His white clothes were stained with blood. He was beaten on the ground and failed to pay compensation. Now he was slapped by a palm and staggered step by step, and was sent towards the Immortal Cage.
What's the next step?
The only difference is—
The cage door clicked shut.
Thus, although Sikong Changfeng's shout was outrageous, it somehow resonated deep within everyone's hearts.
Lei Wujie was the first to lose his temper, slapping his thigh and his eyes lit up.
"yes!"
"The third brother is right!"
"Originally, that cage housed three immortals. Now, if we squeeze this one in white too, wouldn't it be an upgraded deluxe version with four immortals?!"
Wushuang stood to the side, unusually silent for a moment.
Then, he asked a technical question very seriously.
"The original cage size is not enough."
"If Bai Heng really gets in, the seats will be crowded."
Upon hearing this, Sikong Changfeng became even more enthusiastic and nodded repeatedly.
"That's right, that's right!"
"So we need to expand!"
"Moreover, the status of the guide is not on the same level as the previous three."
"We need to partition the area!"
"Must be viewed in sections!"
Xiao Se stood to the side, and a vein throbbed on his forehead as he listened.
At a time like this, you guys are actually starting to discuss the "Xianlong upgrade and renovation plan"?
But what frustrated him even more was—
Surprisingly, he didn't think it was entirely impossible.
Because Bai Heng is indeed being slapped towards the cage by Su Changqing.
Moreover, judging from his posture, he didn't seem to have much strength left to turn the tide.
This is so outrageous it's numbing.
Li Hanyi, holding Su Xiaonuo, stood not far away, listening to Sikong Changfeng, Lei Wujie, and Wushuang seriously discussing the "Guide Envoy Ornament Partitioning Scheme." A rare look of helplessness or amusement appeared in her eyes.
She had heard countless strange and wonderful stories in the martial arts world.
I have witnessed the Demonic Cult's Eastern Expedition, and I have also witnessed the Sword Immortal's Sword Challenge.
We could treat the guides as a tourist attraction resource, plan to expand their network and raise prices, and incidentally discuss things like feeding stations and designated viewing routes.
She had never seen it before.
Ironically, all of this, placed around Su Changqing, seemed strangely logical.
Because as long as he's around, it seems that even the most outrageous things in the world can be forced to veer towards "the warmth of everyday life".
Su Xiaonuo, on the other hand, showed none of the complex emotions that adults have.
When the little girl heard that "the white-clothed villain is going to get a bigger cage," her eyes immediately curved into crescent moons with joy.
"Mother, Mother!"
"Isn't it like a small bird getting a bigger cage?"
Li Hanyi paused for a moment, then said in a low voice, "...more or less."
"Should we put a small stool for him?"
"..."
"We also need to put up a sign!"
Little Nuonuo became more and more serious as she spoke.
"It says on it—this villain is the most expensive!"
Li Hanyi couldn't help but smile slightly.
She used to think that her daughter was spoiled too much by Su Changqing.
But now it seems that Nuonuo's sweet yet ruthless, soft yet sharp-tongued nature does indeed give her some of the potential to become the "young manager of Changqinglou".
……
And in the center of the field.
Bai Heng naturally heard Sikong Changfeng's series of outrageous and almost humiliating arrangements.
His already extremely somber expression finally showed a genuine loss of composure for the first time.
It's not cold.
It wasn't anger.
Rather, it was the barely suppressed rage and humiliation that finally erupted after the shell of perfect order was cracked layer by layer.
Who is he?
The guide.
The Palace of Patrols is filled with countless celestial officials, patrol generals, and vanguard immortals who may never see such a high-ranking person more than a few times in their entire lives.
He travels through all realms, and wherever he goes, he either reaps the harvest, takes over, dismisses people, or determines destiny.
In his view, beings in the lower realm have always been divided into two types.
It works.
It cannot be used.
As for the third type—
That was the process before it was categorized.
But now, he was being discussed by this group of mortals, whom he wouldn't even bother to glance at, in front of all the powerful and influential people in the city, about how to expand the cage, how to divide it into sections, and how to improve the viewing experience.
There was even a little girl with a sweet, childlike voice, seriously planning whether or not to add a small stool and hang a nameplate for him.
This is no longer an offense.
This is like peeling off his face, throwing it on the ground, stomping on it twice, and then, not satisfied with that, using it as a signboard.
Bai Heng's chest rose and fell slightly.
After being "sent" several steps away by Su Changqing's palm strike, he finally stopped himself when he was still seven or eight zhang away from the Immortal Cage.
He dragged two deep marks into the white jade floor tiles beneath his feet.
These are not ordinary scratches on the soles of shoes.
Instead, they are silver-white engraved lines that carry the remnants of order, like two scars forcibly written into the ground.
That's enough.
Bai Heng slowly raised his head, his voice not loud.
But when those two words were uttered, many people around felt a sudden tightness in their chests.
Because everyone can tell.
This time, it was neither the condescending warning of before, nor the cold, harsh words spoken after being beaten.
But -
He was really angry.
That kind of anger was unlike Lei Wujie's outburst, or Yue Zhenchuan's fierce expression.
It is very efficient.
The tighter it is tightened, the more chilling it becomes.
Like a lake frozen solid, beneath which lies countless things that are cracking.
Su Changqing stood still, still not taking him seriously, only looking at him indifferently.
"You're only just realizing you've had enough?"
"I've been annoyed by you for a long time."
Upon hearing this, the last bit of coldness that Bai Heng had been suppressing in his eyes finally snapped away.
next moment.
The silver-white patterns on his body, which had previously appeared somewhat messy and dull, suddenly began to glow inch by inch.
It's not about restoring the original state.
Instead, it is deeper, denser, and more "reserved" than before.
It's as if someone has been peeling away the outer layer of order that was originally covering the body, bit by bit.
When you peel away the layers to the end, what's revealed isn't the softer, more natural part of the original.
Rather, it is something hidden beneath the white coat, sharper, closer to the bone, and closer to "the structure itself".
Li Hanyi was the first to sense something was wrong, her eyes turning slightly cold.
"His aura has changed."
Xiao Se frowned at the same moment.
"It's not as simple as just becoming stronger."
"It's like... a layer of shell is missing."
"The Second Dharmakaya"
Inside the immortal cage, Gu Changxuan suddenly spoke, his voice hoarse.
All eyes immediately turned to him.
Gu Changxuan stared at Bai Heng, a kind of almost instinctive fear appearing on his face for the first time.
"The guide does not have only one form."
"When they walk through the realms and receive people in their daily lives, they mostly manifest the 'Dharmakaya of Action'."
"Those Dharma bodies lean towards order, judgment, and control, representing their status and authority within the Patrol Hall system."
"But if they are truly pushed to a certain point, they will peel away that layer of commanding body to reveal an even deeper layer—the bone-setting body."
"That's not for demarcating boundaries."
"They're for killing."
Upon hearing this, the rhythm in front of the Taiji Hall, which had just been swayed by Sikong Changfeng, tightened slightly again.
The Dharma Body of Bone Setting.
Just hearing the name makes you think it's not a good thing.
Sikong Changfeng's expression changed, and his initial excitement subsided somewhat.
"You mean, he hadn't actually used his killing spree yet?"
Gu Changxuan gave a wry smile.
"What he did just now, at most, was a loss of face for someone in his position."
"But once the Bone-Setting Body is activated, it truly means there's no room for maneuver."
Zhao Xuance was still kneeling in the cage, listening to Gu Changxuan's words, his face even paler than before.
Because he knew this was not an exaggeration.
The guiding spirit's Dharma body emphasizes being untainted by dust and blood, using the calmest and coldest methods to judge people, define boundaries, take over, and archive.
The Dharma body that can be used for bone setting is different.
That was the older, fiercer, and more closely related side of the Patrol Palace to the "Shepherd's Blade".
If the former refers to the person standing in front of the ledger writing, then...
The latter is the one who takes the butcher's knife and goes to the battlefield.
Bai Heng was now so forced by Su Changqing that he didn't even want to look through the account books anymore and was ready to draw his sword.
Lei Wujie, who was initially quite excited, subconsciously swallowed upon hearing this.
"So... how's the boss doing?"
As soon as he said this, Sikong Changfeng and Xiao Se turned to look at him at the same time.
Lei Wujie was taken aback: "W-what's wrong?"
Xiao Se's eyes were extremely indifferent.
What do you think?
Lei Wujie scratched his head, then realized what was going on.
"Oh, that's true."
"The boss will definitely be able to do it."
"I just asked casually."
Wushuang stood to the side, her gaze never leaving Bai Heng, and calmly added a sentence.
"You can worry about whether the cage is sturdy enough."
Lei Wujie: "..."
Fine.
This is the way a normal person at Changqinglou thinks.
Li Hanyi listened to their conversation, but her eyes remained fixed on Su Changqing.
Of course she knew Su Changqing wouldn't lose.
That wasn't what she was worried about from beginning to end.
She was just watching—
Just how much more is there in Bai Heng's second Dharma body that Su Changqing is willing to "dismantle"?
Based on her understanding of this man, Su Changqing might not be very interested in simply killing a guide.
What truly motivates him to slowly examine, test, and disassemble things are often those that can be readily "recycled."
For example, the boundary patrol seal.
For example, the Tianmen boundary anchor.
For example, the "bone-setting" inside the body of the guide in front of us.
……
And in the center of the field.
The changes in Bai Heng finally became fully apparent.
He was still wearing his original white clothes.
But the silhouette beneath the white robe no longer belonged purely to "humans" as it had before.
To be more precise, he still looked human.
But as those silvery-white lines recede inwards and climb up the skeleton, one can vaguely discern—
His spine, shoulder bones, elbows, wrists, ribs, knees, and even the back of his neck and the area near his forehead all looked as if they were inlaid with some kind of extremely fine and thin white bone fragments.
Those bone fragments don't look like real bone.
More like exquisitely polished order runes, thin as jade and sharp as knives, quietly adhering to various points within his body.
When they interlock, they produce an extremely subtle "clanging" sound.
It's as if someone is far away, gently plucking a row of cold iron strings.
As these skeletal structures gradually became visible, Bai Heng's aura completely transformed from that of a cold "guide" into a humanoid sword holder that had been honed to an incredibly sharp edge.
No longer aloof and superior.
But it's even more dangerous.
It's closer to murderous intent.
What's even more chilling is that it sends shivers down your spine at first glance.
"This is the Bone-Setting Dharma Body..."
Gu Changxuan's voice became slightly hoarse as he looked at that appearance.
"The oldest group of guides in the Patrol Hall are rumored to have been directly reshaped by 'the higher-ups' using the Order Bone Mold."
"Their bones are not bones."
"It is the instrument that carries the authority to guide and the intent to adjudicate."
"That white-robed Dharma body you usually wear is just a shell."
"And now, the shell has opened."
"This inner layer is what they actually use to tear people apart."
Sikong Changfeng felt a chill run down his spine.
Although Su Changqing had taught him to use immortals as tourist attractions and guides as decorative objects, that didn't mean he was unaware of the dangers.
On the contrary, precisely because he is now surrounded by these "high-end resources" every day, he understands better than most people that the "danger" that a vanguard True Immortal like Gu Changxuan speaks of in this tone must not be a joke.
It's scary as it is.
Despite his ingrained business acumen, Sikong Changfeng stubbornly clings to one thought:
This Dharma body... its appearance is actually even more special.
If it could really be locked down, the VIP price would probably go up even further.
The moment the thought popped into his head, Sikong Changfeng was stunned.
Then, he suddenly realized that he was probably truly beyond saving.
Bai Heng finally raised his head slowly under everyone's gaze.
His eyes were still silver-white.
But at this moment, that cold, impersonal feeling of "checking accounts" is gone.
Instead, it has become as thin as a blade.
Like two white bone needles polished to perfection, they pierced straight towards Su Changqing.
You make me very uncomfortable.
He spoke slowly.
The sound was lower and harder than before.
It looks like it was ground out inch by inch from between the bones.
Upon hearing this, Su Changqing actually nodded.
"What a coincidence."
"I feel quite uncomfortable looking at you too."
"Especially your bones—"
His gaze swept over the faintly visible white bone fragments on Bai Heng's body, and for the first time, a hint of "seeing something new" appeared in his eyes.
"That's interesting."
In that instant, Li Hanyi knew almost without even having to guess.
Su Changqing has become interested.
really.
The next moment, he turned his head and said something to Sikong Changfeng.
"Third brother."
Sikong Changfeng immediately perked up his ears and straightened his back.
"exist!"
"Don't rush to finalize the cage expansion plan."
"what?"
Sikong Changfeng was taken aback.
Not in a hurry to decide?
Why?
Is the guide no longer in charge?
But before he could even feel a pang of regret, Su Changqing slowly added another sentence.
"This person's bones are quite unique."
"Let me take two apart and see."
"If the animal is still alive after the dismantling, the remaining value will determine which level of cage to put it in."
"..."
The entire room fell silent.
Even Lei Wujie, who had become accustomed to the style of the Changqinglou group, couldn't help but twitch his lips at this moment.
Should we take two apart and see?
Boss, the way you're talking is like someone at the market checking if a shrimp is fat, about to twist off two legs to taste it.
Bai Heng's expression darkened, and the sharpness that had been suppressed to the extreme in his eyes suddenly exploded.
"You dare!!"
The moment those two words were uttered, he had already moved.
It wasn't the kind of close-range thrust that looked like a white line, like before.
It's faster, actually.
It's even more bizarre.
There wasn't even a trace of force on his feet before his figure disappeared from the spot.
The next instant, seven extremely thin and white bone blade arcs suddenly lit up in the air in front of the Taiji Hall!
These seven arcs of light cut out from different directions.
Some struck directly at the center of Su Changqing's forehead, some slashed diagonally across his neck, some came close to the ground to slash his knees, and some fell directly from behind Su Changqing's head.
The most terrifying thing is that they seem to have been slashed by more than one person.
And like seven different Bai Hengs, they simultaneously handed over their knives from different angles.
"Residual bone attack".
Gu Changxuan's pupils contracted sharply upon seeing this scene.
"This is the true killing technique used by the Bone-Setting Body to dismantle people!"
"It's not an illusion."
"It uses bone displacement to disperse one's attacks into different spatial locations within a very short time—"
Before he could finish speaking, Lei Wujie felt a chill run down his spine.
Although he didn't understand it completely.
But that doesn't stop him from knowing—
This move is insidious, fast, and difficult to counter.
But Su Changqing still didn't move.
Or rather—
He only moved one hand.
Faced with the seven bone-blade arcs that cut in from different angles, heights, and time intervals, he simply raised his right hand and casually drew his index finger across his face.
It looked like a line drawn in the air.
laugh.
That line wasn't particularly bright either.
It was just a pale blue, so light it resembled a ripple left by the wind on a lake.
However, at the very moment this line was drawn, the seven white bone blades seemed to have simultaneously crashed into an invisible wall.
The next moment, seven fine yet crisp cracking sounds almost overlapped into one.
Click, click, click, click, click, click!
The seven blades shattered completely.
Bai Heng's figure, which was originally hidden in different "residual positions", was finally forced out for the first time.
He appeared three steps to the left of Su Changqing. With a flip of his white robe, dozens of thin, bone-spur-like white blades of order unfolded behind him, like a cold beast that had finally torn open a human's skin, ready to use its sharpest skeleton to completely dismantle the person in front of it.
But his killing intent had only just fully unfolded.
Su Changqing was already looking at him and smiled slightly.
"Found it."
Bai Heng's eyes narrowed suddenly.
What did you find?
A sense of unease suddenly arose in his heart, and he almost instinctively wanted to retreat.
Unfortunately, it was too late.
Su Changqing raised his hand and gently tapped a spot on his chest and ribs.
The movement was as light as picking up a grain of dust.
But Bai Heng was severely injured in that instant!
Because what Su Changqing pointed at was not his skin, not his white clothes, nor the bone spurs that he was releasing.
Rather, it is one of the core bone-setting techniques within his bone-setting body, where seven "damaged sites" are interconnected!
puff--!
Bai Heng's body jolted violently, and for the first time, he actually spat out blood.
That blood was no ordinary blood.
Its color is extremely pale, almost silver-red, and when sprayed into the air, it is even wrapped in fine white light.
It doesn't matter what kind of blood it is.
Now, it was truly spat out by the guide in front of the entire city.
Lei Wujie exclaimed "Holy crap!" on the spot, his eyes almost popping out of their sockets.
Wushuang's eyes widened in shock, and his fingers unconsciously tightened slightly.
Xiao Se took a deep breath.
He knew Su Changqing was strong.
But as I said before—
Every time you think you've overestimated someone, he can always take an even more nonchalant step and push you down further.
Your second Dharma body has opened.
They even used their killer move.
As a result, the boss looked at it and nodded, finally saying "Found it," and then poked your core bone with one finger.
How can we fight like this?
This is not a fight at all.
This is demolition.
Moreover, they disassembled the equipment while inspecting it, and negotiated the price as they disassembled it.
At that moment, Sikong Changfeng finally understood what it meant when he said, "Mr. Su was really not joking when he said to take apart two tubes first."
He was genuinely looking at which bone was valuable!
It's not a metaphor.
It's not a description.
They are genuinely researching how to disassemble Bai Heng's "guide skeleton," where it would be easiest to disassemble, and whether it can still be sold after disassembly.
At this moment, Sikong Changfeng even vaguely felt that his understanding of the phrase "heartless boss" was far from deep enough.
After spitting out the blood, Bai Heng visibly swayed.
It's not that I can't stand up.
Rather, it was this finger that directly punctured and broke one of the seven "residual bone attacks" in his circulation structure.
If one link collapses, the whole rhythm falls apart.
The white, feather-like spurs behind him also became briefly disordered at this moment, with some even clashing against each other with a crisp cracking sound.
Su Changqing looked at him, his interest becoming even more apparent.
"So this one is the main bone."
"good."
"It's a little more durable than I expected."
Bai Heng looked up, his mouth filled with the smell of blood. The cold, orderly look in his eyes finally shattered completely, and for the first time, he showed clear human emotions.
It is not compassion, not pity, not divine will.
Instead, he was filled with anger, shock, humiliation, and resentment, like prey that had finally realized it had not descended to the Judgment Court, but had fallen into the clutches of a monster.
"What...what kind of monster are you?!"
He practically growled those words.
The wind paused in front of the Taiji Hall.
All heard clearly.
Bai Heng was appointed as the guide.
He personally called Su Changqing a monster.
Su Changqing simply waved his hand dismissively after hearing this.
It's like I just touched a new object made of pretty good material.
Then, he looked at Bai Heng and smiled.
"What's wrong?"
"You've already broken through her defenses?"
"I haven't even started the actual demolition yet."