All Chapters of Ashbone: The Record of Burning Heaven: Chapter 181
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Chapter 182: The Midnight Mining Crew
The Yin-Corpse Sect. Spirit Herb Garden. 2:00 AM.The moon was obscured by thick corpse-clouds. The sect was silent, save for the distant wails of restless ghosts.Inside the garden shed, sparks were flying.Lin Jin sat on a crate, holding a rusted gardening shovel. He pulled a glowing, red-hot iron nail out of his own shoulder.HISS.He pressed the nail against the edge of the shovel. The iron groaned and melted. Lin Jin molded the metal with his bare fingers, fusing the Star-Iron alloy onto the cheap steel."There," Lin Jin dipped the shovel into a bucket of water. Steam exploded.He tossed the modified tool to Rou."Congratulations," Lin Jin said. "You are now equipped with a [Vorpal Shovel +1]."Rou caught it. It was heavy. The edge shimmered with a dangerous, dark grey light."Ancestor," Rou whispered, looking at the dark garden outside. "Are we really doing this? Stealing a few herbs is one thing... but digging up the sect's foundation? If the Patriarch wakes up...""The Patriar
Chapter 183: The Marrow Feast
The Titan's Ribcage. Underground.The Bone-Marrow Worm had Lin Jin pinned. Its serrated inner tongue—a spear of wet muscle and bone—shot forward, aiming to pierce his skull.Lin Jin couldn't dodge. He couldn't reach the pickaxe. His arms were occupied holding the massive outer jaws open."Rou!" Lin Jin shouted. "Cover your ears!"He didn't try to block the tongue. He opened his own mouth.Inside his chest, the Bone Reactor was screaming at 200% capacity. The twelve iron nails in his body were glowing white-hot. He had converted all the absorbed Qi into thermal energy, but he hadn't vented it yet.He was a pressure cooker waiting to explode."Physics Lesson 203," Lin Jin roared directly into the worm's gullet."Convection."WHOOOOOOSH.He didn't breathe fire. He vented Superheated Steam. A concentrated jet of blue-white vapor, hot enough to melt lead, erupted from his throat. It bypassed the worm's armored scales and went straight down its wet, fleshy throat.The Cook-Off.The effect wa
Chapter 184: The Steel Ghost
The Spirit Herb Garden. 2:15 AM.The two patrol guards charged. They were Qi Condensation Level 4 cultivators. Not masters, but strong enough to cut stone with their steel swords infused with spiritual energy."Die, thief!" The first guard slashed at Lin Jin’s neck.Lin Jin didn't move. He didn't even raise his hands. He just stood there, his new gunmetal-grey skin reflecting the moonlight.CLANG.The sword hit his neck. It didn't cut. It sounded like a hammer hitting an anvil. The blade vibrated violently, then snapped in half. The top half spun into the air and stuck into a pumpkin.The guard froze, staring at his broken hilt. "What...?""Poor quality," Lin Jin critiqued. His voice was deeper now, resonating in his steel chest like a bass drum."Steel has a carbon content. Yours is mostly rust."The second guard panicked. "Spell! Fireball Jutsu!"A ball of flame hit Lin Jin’s chest. It washed over his metallic ribs. The Steel-Bone didn't melt; it simply absorbed the heat, turning sl
Chapter 185: The Tomb of Silence
The Yin-Corpse Sect. The Forbidden Mausoleum.The entrance to the Mausoleum wasn't a door. It was a dragon's mouth carved into the base of the mountain.Thick, black fog rolled out of the open maw. It wasn't smoke; it was Death Qi. Concentrated entropy that would rot the lungs of a mortal in seconds and turn a cultivator's blood to sludge in an hour.Rou stood fifty meters back, holding a protective talisman over her nose."Ancestor," she called out, her voice trembling. "This is the line. I cannot go further."Lin Jin stood at the edge of the fog. His gunmetal-grey skin glistened. He took a deep breath.Inhale.The black fog rushed into his nose. His Bone Reactor hummed happily. To him, this wasn't poison. It was a buffet."It's fresh," Lin Jin commented. "Vintage Death Qi. Aged at least 500 years.""Please be careful," Rou whispered. "The Mausoleum is guarded by the Silent Ones. They have stood there for centuries. They do not sleep. They do not show mercy.""Don't worry," Lin Jin w
Chapter 186: The Glutton The Mausoleum. The Main Chamber.
Unit 7 stood by the massive sarcophagus, its servo-motors whining in protest."Confirming command," the droid’s voice synthesized with a hint of robotic reluctance. "Releasing containment protocols. Probability of survival: 4.2%.""Never tell me the odds," Lin Jin stood in front of the coffin, cracking his steel knuckles. "Just pop the lid."Unit 7 pulled the heavy iron lever.CLANK. HISS.The yellow talismans incinerated instantly, turning to green ash. The heavy chains slithered off the stone box like dead snakes.For a second, there was silence. Then, the stone lid didn't just slide off. It exploded.BOOM.A shockwave of black pressure blasted outward. Unit 7 engaged its magnetic clamps, locking its feet to the floor. Lin Jin didn't move; his density was too high to be blown away.From the cloud of dust, something wet and heavy landed on the floor. SPLAT.It wasn't a beast. It wasn't a ghost. It was a puddle. A pool of vantablack liquid that seemed to absorb the light from the corp
Chapter 187: The Dismantling
The Mausoleum. Main Chamber.Elder Iron-Hand circled the motionless grey figure of Lin Jin. His eyes, burning with the greed of a Core Formation cultivator, scanned every inch of the steel skeleton."Marvelous," Iron-Hand muttered. He tapped his red-metal fingers against Lin Jin’s skull. Clink."No seams. No stitching. It looks like the bone itself was transmuted into metal. Disciple Rou is a genius... or an idiot who stumbled upon a lost technique.""Either way," Iron-Hand grinned. "It belongs to me now."He grabbed Lin Jin’s left arm. The red metal of the Elder's own arms began to glow with intense heat—Magma Qi."First," Iron-Hand said casually. "Let's pop the shoulder joint. I need to see how the spirit channels connect."He pulled. He expected the arm to pop off like a doll's limb.It didn't move.Iron-Hand frowned. He channeled more Qi. "Stubborn." He planted his foot on Lin Jin’s chest and pulled with the strength of ten bulls.CREAAAK.The floor beneath them cracked. Lin Jin’s
Chapter 188: The Heavy Weapon
The Inner Sect. Disciple Rou’s Courtyard.Rou was enjoying her new life. With 1,000 Spirit Stones and the status of an Inner Disciple, she had moved from a shack to a jade villa. She was currently eating spiritual grapes and thinking about buying a silk robe.CRASH.The door to her villa was kicked open. Not by a wind. By a metal boot.Lin Jin strode in. He wasn't wearing his guardian armor. He was wearing a ragged cloak to hide his new upgrades (the red-metal arms and the black slime muscles)."Pack up," Lin Jin said, grabbing a grape from her bowl and crushing it (he couldn't eat grapes, they just made a mess in his ribcage)."We're going to war."Rou choked on a grape. "W-war? Ancestor? I thought you were guarding the Tomb!""Night shift," Lin Jin shrugged. "Days are free."He pulled a crumpled flyer out of his cloak. [The Yin-Corpse Grand Tournament.] [Grand Prize: Audience with the Sect Master in the Heavenly Pagoda.]"You," Lin Jin pointed a steel finger at her nose. "Are going
Chapter 189: The Glitch
The Yin-Corpse Grand Tournament. The Quarter-Finals.The crowd was no longer laughing at Disciple Rou. They were staring at her with a mixture of fear and confusion.Her "Puppet"—the towering figure wrapped in ragged cloaks—sat on a stone bench in the waiting area. It wasn't resting. It was sharpening its finger on the bench. SKREE. SKREE."Next Match!" The referee shouted, his voice cracking slightly."Disciple Rou vs. Disciple Viper!"Viper was a nasty piece of work. A hunchbacked cultivator who specialized in Toxic Miasma. He didn't carry a weapon; his skin oozed green slime."Hehe," Viper stepped into the ring. "Physical strength is useless against poison. I will melt your toy into slag."Rou looked at Lin Jin. "Ancestor... he smells like rotten eggs. Can we forfeit?"Lin Jin stood up. The stone bench crumbled where he had been sitting."No," Lin Jin rumbled. "My filters need cleaning. I could use a chemical bath."Round 2: The Gas Chamber.The fight started. Viper didn't charge.
Chapter 190: The Golden Distress Signal
The Heavenly Pagoda. Top Floor.The Pagoda was the tallest structure in the Yin-Corpse Sect. It pierced the clouds, a black needle stitching the sky to the earth.Sect Master Gu led Rou and the heavy, clanking figure of Lin Jin to the entrance of the final chamber."Only the Champion may enter the Chamber of the Source," Gu said reverently. "Inside, you will find the Eye of the Sky Demon. Touch it, and it will grant you a portion of the Ancestor's spiritual wisdom.""You have one hour. If you stay longer, your mind will melt."Gu bowed and retreated, sealing the heavy jade doors behind them.Rou looked around. The room was empty, save for a pedestal in the center. Floating above it was a pulsating, geometric crystal orb. It hummed with a sound that wasn't Qi. It was Static."Ancestor," Rou whispered, kneeling on the floor. "Is this the god?"Lin Jin walked past her. He looked at the floating crystal. He looked at the intricate rune lines carved into the floor, converging on the pedest
Chapter 191: The Ascetic and the Witch
The Western Desert. The Sea of Gold.The climate change was brutal. Leaving the gloomy, mist-covered mountains of the Yin-Corpse Sect, they entered a world of blinding light.The sun here wasn't just a celestial body; it was a weapon. The sand was actually crushed gold dust and silica, reflecting the heat until the air shimmered at 50 degrees Celsius.On the deck of the Black Bone-Skiff, Rou was dying. She huddled under a black umbrella, her skin sizzling. "I'm melting... Ancestor, I'm melting... The Yang Qi... it burns my meridians..."Lin Jin stood at the prow, shirtless. His Steel-Bone chassis absorbed the solar radiation. The Venom symbiote inside him purred, basking in the heat like a lizard on a rock."Weak," Lin Jin commented. "This is just a mild tan.""Look ahead."In the distance, rising from the shimmering heat waves, was a fortress. It looked like a mountain made of solid gold. Massive statues of muscular Arhats lined the walls. A dome of translucent golden light—the Grand