Ghost World

Yin Heng got up early and went to buy new clothes with Xie Zhuoyun and Ye Qingci. Last night, Yin Heng still didn't sleep in the same room with Xiao Yuan. After returning to the inn, he asked the owner for another room.

During those years at Lingcang Peak, Yin Heng had always bought clothes for Xiao Yuan, knowing his measurements like the back of his hand. Jiang Yun had lived with Ye Qingci for so long down the mountain, so naturally, his clothes were handed over to Ye Qingci as well.

Xie Zhuoyun is the only one who only cares about himself. He is the biggest light bulb. How desperate is he to follow these two couples?

Of course, Xie Zhuoyun didn't care about this.

When the three returned, Xie Zhuoyun and Ye Qingci were wearing similar clothing, while Yin Heng, for the first time, wore a dark-colored robe with a lifelike golden dragon embroidered on the lower part. He wore a jade crown and silver wrist guards. Actually, when Yin Heng wasn't smiling, he didn't look gentle; his eyes and eyebrows concealed a sharp edge.

Ye Qingci picked out a red dress for Jiang Yun. After he put it on, he tied his hair into a ponytail. The bright red color made his face look even more beautiful.

Yin Heng bought Xiao Yuan a wide-sleeved, aquamarine gown made of shimmering silk. The gown was so thin and transparent that it shimmered in the sunlight. Xiao Yuan's right arm was injured, making it difficult to tie his hair, and he refused to let Yin Heng do it for him, so he just let it go. Wearing the gown like this made him look more like a scholar than a monk.

After Xiao Yuan changed his clothes, he came down from upstairs. Several people had come down early and were waiting for him alone.

Xiao Yuan turned around and asked Yin Heng, "Have you checked out yet?"

Yin Heng looked puzzled. "Why don't you stay a few more days? Are you healed?"

Xiao Yuan was speechless, thinking: Are you really raising him like a little girl?

Xiao Yuan: Aren't you going to the ghost world? I'm not a girl. I don't need to take care of this little injury. Check out.

Yin Heng: Oh.

Jiang Yun: It would be best if you are not seriously injured. It is not a bad idea to go to the ghost world earlier.

The other two people: ...

Yin Heng checked out of the hotel with the boss and tossed his purse around in his hands, looking very unruly.

To get there faster, they flew their swords to the ghost realm. Xiao Yuan couldn't fly a sword, so Yin Heng led him.

When you are near the ghost world, you cannot use your spiritual power, and even your breath cannot be exposed. Once the ghosts detect it, you will be in trouble.

They stopped near the ghost world, concealing their presence and walking to the ghost world's gate. The ghost world's gate had no physical form, only an invisible barrier. Both humans and ghosts could enter at will, but they could not leave at will.

Monks are not allowed to enter or leave unless they force their way in.

Of course they couldn't force their way in, so they followed the green-faced ghost who was trying to go in, got some of the ghost's aura on them, and sneaked in.

After entering the barrier, the entire ghost world was visible. Next to them were two ghost towns, and they were located between them. Above their heads hung a string of skulls, clashing with each other in mid-air, making eerie and terrifying noises.

When you enter the ghost town, you'll see a ghost market where ghosts of all sizes mingle together. The market is bustling and noisy, just like a market on earth. However, the things sold in this ghost market are all very strange and bizarre.

Various human internal organs, strangely shaped weapons, and faces of different appearances.

Jiang Yun couldn't help but sigh: "This ghost market... It's so brutal and disgusting. What kind of things are they selling?"

His voice was not loud, so Ye Qingci gently reminded him: "Ayun, be quiet when you enter the ghost market."

Their appearance was out of place with the people in the ghost market, but some ghosts also liked to dress like humans, so they did not stand out too much.

Some ghost vendors in the ghost market also sold elixirs from cultivators, but they saw that those ghost vendors were ordinary and could not be the material to slaughter the entire Lianyun Sect, so they did not pay much attention. After a round of searching, they did not find any useful information.

Jiang Yun was a little discouraged. "Why do we just end up watching those little ghosts bargaining? The only place left in the ghost world is the main city. Do we have to go to the residence of Hades?"

Xie Zhuoyun thought for a moment and said, "It might be possible."

Jiang Yun thought he was crazy. For just a few of them to trespass into the main city of the ghost world was simply courting death.

Xie Zhuoyun said calmly, "I heard that the Pluto's residence is called 'Weiyou City,' but he doesn't live there all the time. If we go there, he might not be there. We can't go there without gaining anything. Besides, this Pluto is different from the previous ones."

The ghost world always honors the strong, and whoever can kill the current Hades becomes the new ruler. The current Hades King, Yi Ming, somehow managed to ambush the previous Hades King, behead him, and ascend to the throne. Since becoming Hades King, his whereabouts have been erratic, and few have seen him.

Like a newborn calf, they are not afraid of a tiger. In the end, they decided to take a risk and go into the Weiyou City to take a look.

Avoiding the ghosts' sight, the group approached Weiyou City, leaping onto the city walls and stepping over thousands of red tiles. They quietly reached the rooftop of the main hall. Weiyou City was no more haunted than the ghost market. They split up and explored the main hall and its adjacent side halls.

Forget about making strings from red-tailed fox bones, they couldn't even find a zither. They were speechless, wondering why they had to come to Weiyou City to commit a crime.

Yin Heng and Xiao Yuan were responsible for exploring the main hall, and the others found them in the main hall of Weiyou City, the bedroom of Pluto.

Xie Zhuoyun: I didn’t find any useful information.

Jiang Yun and Ye Qingci: Us too.

Of course, Yin Heng and Xiao Yuan didn't notice either. Yin Heng was about to tell them to leave when a deep and strange male voice rang out.

"Has the search been completed?"

The man wore his water-soaked white nightgown wide open, his toned muscular body undulating in relief. He stood barefoot at the bedroom door not far away, his hands behind his back.

It turned out to be Pluto Yiming!

When they came here before, they did not notice the strong ghost aura on Hades.

Seeing this, several people drew their swords and pointed them at Yi Min. Yi Min lazily tossed the ends of his hair, a smile on his lips, "My fellow immortals, why don't you just come here and rob us with swords? How about we make a deal?"

Trade? Would the mighty Pluto be willing to make a deal with them?

Yin Heng immediately became alert and asked solemnly, "What deal?"

Yi Ming smoothed his collar, not even raising his eyes, and said quietly, "I'll send you to the Ghost Realm. If you can kill the ghosts you encounter, you'll naturally reach the exit by following the path through the ghost realm. If not, you'll have to become my...blood slaves."

The realm of ten thousand ghosts is divided into four levels: Chi, Mei, and Wangliang. From Chi to Liang, the ghosts you encounter will become stronger.

"The blood of you cultivators is a tonic to me." Yi Ming suddenly flashed behind Xiao Yuan, stretched out his long fingers from behind him, and pinched his chin.

"Especially you, you are so beautiful, it would be a shame not to capture you and make you a blood slave."

Xiao Yuan's veins bulged at the words. Before he could lose his temper, Yin Heng grabbed Yi Ming's wrist. He exerted subtle force, his eyes gleaming silver like sharp blades, ready to rip him to pieces. "Lord Pluto, isn't it a bit hasty to demand him as your blood slave before we even enter the Ten Thousand Ghosts Realm?"

Yi Ming released Xiao Yuan's chin and smiled playfully, his smile was cunning, "Why? Do you like him?"

Yin Heng released his hand, his face darkening. "Lord Pluto, why don't you just talk nonsense to me? Why don't you just send us to the Ten Thousand Ghosts Realm?"

After all, Yi Ming said he wanted to make a deal with them, but in reality, whether they entered or not was entirely up to him. If he wanted them to enter, they had to enter. If he didn't want to enter, they had to enter.

Yi Ming waved his hand, and several people immediately fell down and landed in the realm of ten thousand ghosts.

Yin Heng didn't know how long it took as he fell through the darkness. But he knew that he was alone now.

He fell into the Charm-level ghost realm. Although the ghosts in this Charm-level ghost realm are not very powerful, the key is the word "charm".

The surroundings regained light, and Yin Heng stood firmly on the ground unharmed.

A hazy mist hung before him, and his feet were damp. A foot ahead lay a warm pool. Several pools of varying sizes sat close together, yet they formed a single entity, separated by thin stone walls. The pools radiated steam, blinding him. Not far away, he saw a figure sprawled on its side beside the pool, barely visible.

But in the Ten Thousand Ghosts Realm, it is definitely not a human.

Yu Xiu had already returned to its sheath, now resting safely within it. Yin Heng had no intention of drawing his sword immediately; he stood still at a distance.

The ghost lying on her side beside the warm pool raised her hand, pushed aside the layers of mist, revealing her full appearance.

A beautiful woman lay there, her features rather alluring, clad only in a gauze dress. The dress barely covered her hips, revealing a pair of slender legs as white as jade. Her jade-like feet stirred up the water, creating ripples. Her slightly damp, black hair fell across her chest and shoulders, and a pair of enchanting red eyes stared at him with a hint of allure.

This is the Wanrong ghost, named after its ability to deceive people.

Wan Ronggui propped himself up, stared at Yin Heng leisurely, stood up and walked towards him.

Yin Heng had been standing at a distance since entering, the overflowing pool water soaking him. A hazy mist swirled around him, bringing the pool water up with it, and every inch of his skin became scorching hot.

The water in this pool had a lust-inducing effect, but he had nowhere to retreat to. Mist covered the entire area, and if he retreated, he would find himself in a bottomless pool.

Wan Ronggui leaned close to Yin Heng, feeling his warmth through the thin gauze. He frowned unconsciously when he touched him, and subconsciously distanced himself. The temperature of his skin rose even higher when touched, and his uncontrollable desire frantically wanted to annihilate him.

A charming voice emerged, her red lips curled up, and her nail polish-dipped fingers touched Yin Heng's tightly pursed lips, "Little monk, you look so much like me. I haven't seen a monk as handsome as you in a long time."

Wan Ronggui placed her other hand on Yin Heng's chest, leaned her charming face close to his ear, and whispered, "Master, what has happened? Are you still going to endure it?"

Having endured Wan Rong Gui's teasing for so long, he could no longer tolerate it and pushed Wan Rong Gui away.

As Wan Ronggui was pushed away, she grasped Yu Xiu's sword handle with one hand and brought Yu Xiu out with her. After she steadied herself, she pointed her fingertips into the air, and the effect of the pool water wrapped around Yin Heng even more rapidly.

Tormented by endless lust, Yin Heng clenched his fists tightly. The drug's effects penetrated his bones, and his bones and tendons softened. He fell to his knees, his fist bearing the weight of gravity and slamming into the ground.

At this moment, only pain can relieve the overwhelming desire.

Yin Heng knelt on the ground, his clothes soaked by the pool water. He raised his numb right hand, pulled out the dagger from the outside of his thigh, and stabbed it fiercely into his thigh.

The blood immediately spread in the pool, dyeing the warm pool red.

He deliberately chose the black clothes for this moment. Even if it was covered in blood, the dark color could cover up its bright red.

The pain repels the beast-like desire and strangles the newly-born desire deep in the heart.