"Once I swallow a golden pill, my fate is in my own hands, not in the hands of heaven."
Bai Cang, chanting a cringeworthy slogan, ceremoniously popped the small pill into his mouth.
An indescribable feeling of fullness suddenly rose from my stomach.
It took him a full sixty breaths for the abundant medicinal power to be fully refined.
"Hmm? Why are the pills so firm today?"
Bai Cang found it incredible that the small pill remained firm for a full minute.
Only after experiencing the brief, intense moments of a dozen or so breaths do you realize that a minute is truly a remarkable thing.
However, upon closer inspection, Bai Cang was stunned.
Five strands of true energy were visible in the dantian, moving about like dragons or gathering and dispersing like mist and clouds.
"Wait, why are there five strands instead of two?"
"Could it be that Zhang He, that old man, gave me a counterfeit or substandard product?"
Bai Cang pondered to himself, carefully recalling the process of refining the medicinal power, and it seemed that it was indeed somewhat different from the last time.
Last time the medicine was mild and gentle, like a stomach-soothing millet porridge, but this time it has a slightly cold taste, like a "cooling and refreshing herbal drink".
"Could it be that when the Heavenly Dao Talisman was refining the Five Ghosts, some Yin-attribute energy remained in my body?"
Bai Cang vaguely grasped the underlying logic, and couldn't help but feel a little unsatisfied.
If he had a few more such opportunities, wouldn't he be able to break through his first meridian and become a "dignified" second-rate master very quickly?
"Oh right, the Five Ghosts."
As if he had just thought of something, Bai Cang quickly went to the bronze mirror and tore off his clothes.
The next second, however, his face was covered with a mask of pain, and an indescribable sense of shame.
Behind him, five little devils resembling "Fuwa" appeared as if they were attached to his body, or perhaps they were moving tattoos.
It is incredibly lifelike, because the Five Ghosts are actually "alive".
"I'll lead you guys! Don't I have any pride?"
Bai Cang was indignant. "Other people's tattoos are all about ghosts and golden dragons. When they flick their robes, they look like a mighty dragon. They're so cool and stylish."
"If I rip your clothes off while fighting, Fuwa (mascots of the 2008 Beijing Olympics)? You better not be little devils!!!"
Under Bai Cang's resentment, the five ghosts seemed to sense something and suddenly jumped off his back, disappearing into thin air.
If Bai Cang hadn't already been connected with him by heart, he wouldn't have been able to detect any trace at all.
Most importantly, as soon as the five ghosts moved, Bai Cang felt as if he had gained five pairs of eyes, allowing him to observe his surroundings from all angles.
Moreover, within a range of ten zhang, one can freely switch perspectives, as if one has opened the legendary "white eye".
"Pah, what do you mean by rolling your eyes? This is clearly divine sense."
Bai Cang instantly changed his mind, "Now I can be considered half a Celestial Master, right?"
With a thought, he activated the "Five Ghosts Secret Records," uttering low, almost imperceptible incantations. In a moment of communion, the Five Ghosts' magic empowered him.
"Being trapped in a maze by a ghost, having your vision obscured by a ghost, or being pressed down by a ghost—these are all low-level, trivial spells, aren't they?"
Bai Cang thought greedily, "These minor spells are naturally invincible against mortals who haven't entered the Dao. Even top-tier experts would fall for them."
"But if they were to face even a mere beginner in the Innate Realm, they would probably be in serious trouble."
But then he thought about it again and felt relieved.
It's good that it's not mainstream. Being mainstream means that the original owner of the Five Ghosts was not a real cultivator, but merely a wandering sorcerer.
Moreover, it is very likely that the Five Ghosts are his greatest asset.
With the protection of the Three Yin Contemplation, as long as he is careful and stays home as much as possible, he can avoid risks to a great extent.
Moreover, he hasn't even opened up a single meridian yet, and he's not even a second-rate expert. He already possesses the means to deal with first-rate experts, so what more could he ask for?
"By the way, Five Ghosts Transporting Goods, that's a great way to make a fortune with no investment."
Bai Xiaodaoye, who was mired in poverty, suddenly had a bold idea.
The moment he had a thought, the five ghosts chuckled and leaped out of the void.
Then it turned into a wisp of pale gray smoke, which, as it tumbled, transformed into a giant hand that suddenly scooped downwards.
"Five Ghosts Moving, begin!"
Bai Cang pointed with his finger, a strong sense of anticipation rising in his heart.
The five ghosts formed a large, pale gray smoke hand, which reached out and passed right through the table.
Bai Cang: ? ? ? ?
"The Five Ghosts Transport, rise again!"
Unconvinced by superstition, he set his sights on a smaller target this time, intending to command the five ghosts to lift the broken silver pieces on the table from a distance.
As expected, another unexpected event occurred.
"What use are you five little devils to me?"
Bai Cang was somewhat exasperated. "If the grand plan to make a fortune is thwarted halfway through, how can I continue playing music and dancing?"
Just then, the pale gray smoke suddenly rushed towards him, as if swirling around him, enveloping him layer by layer.
A smooth, cool sensation spread across his skin, giving him an indescribable feeling of comfort.
Bai Cang: ? ? ?
At times like these, you little devils had better not have any bold ideas.
Bai Cang shuddered, a chill running down his spine: Humans cannot, or at least should not.
"Possessed by five demons, by imperial decree!"
In an instant.
He uttered a decree, and the pale gray smoke formed from the five ghosts suddenly merged into his body.
Bai Cang's body suddenly swelled up, growing to a height of nine feet, his muscles bulging and his skin turning bluish-gray.
Beneath the bluish-gray skin, one could vaguely see what seemed to be some eerie creature roaming about, looking utterly ferocious and terrifying.
Five small bumps protrude from his forehead, resembling the Chinese character "王" (king), making him look like a human, a demon, or a ghost.
A powerful surge of violent rage drove him to lunge forward.
"brush!"
In less than a tenth of a breath, Bai Cang had covered a distance of five or six meters.
If it weren't for a sliver of clarity in my mind, the walls of the study would probably have already been destroyed.
However, this violent emotion did not last long and disappeared after a breath or two.
Bai Cang's body shape returned to normal, but his face was deathly pale, as if he had rewarded himself more than ten times. Not a single drop of true energy remained in his dantian.
"When I am possessed by the Five Ghosts, all my attributes will increase tenfold."
"The only drawback is that the excessively violent emotions greatly affect rationality and are bad for the brain, so it is important to be careful when to use them."
As for the drawback of "Five Ghosts Possession" consuming too much true energy and thus being unable to last, that is not a problem with "Five Ghosts Secret Record".
It's because "Master Bai" is too weak and incompetent that he is so fragile and short-lived.
Even so, under the influence of the "Five Ghosts Possessed," Bai Cang felt that sweeping aside second-rate masters should be a piece of cake.
If executed properly, even a top-tier expert can be killed in one blow!
"At least we have some ability to protect ourselves!"
Bai Cang breathed a sigh of relief, and the intense sense of insecurity in his heart finally eased a little.
Having only slightly recovered a bit of his true energy, he got up and went out, heading straight for the servants' quarters.
The question remains: how well will this "crisis" be resolved, and whether significant progress can be made in the short term?
Let's see if he can use his "acting master" performance to win over Zhang He, that old Bi Deng!
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