Chapter 118 Demonic Cultivator Hao Fei (1)
A strange formation was carved into the cave floor, resembling a spider's web, its interconnected veins innumerable. A blood-red stone sat at each node, and a constant stream of deathly energy seemed to rise from the ground, drawn into the web, washed by the layers of stones, and finally converged into a single stream, flowing towards the Ghost King.
Luo Xuanyi stopped outside the formation and carefully looked at the ghost cultivator known as the Formation Ghost King.
The Ghost King transformed from a human cultivator into a ghost cultivator, thus retaining some of his original human appearance. His red hair fell short, draped over his shoulders, bound with a thin, three-colored hemp rope. His upper body was bare, revealing bronze muscles. He must have been a cultivator renowned for his strength in life, but the black clothing he wore on his lower body gave Luo Xuanyi a familiar feeling.
There were large pieces of ancient Chinese characters embroidered on the black clothes, which seemed to have been seen somewhere before.
The Ghost King of Formation sat cross-legged on a stone table deep in the cave. A large hole was chiseled in the wall behind him, and inside was a long wooden box with several yellow paper runes pasted on it. Luo Xuanyi was unable to determine what was inside, but she felt that the wooden box was even more powerful than the aura given to her by the Ghost King of Formation.
From the moment they met, Luo Xuanyi was certain—the Ghost King, a ghost cultivator, was no match for her, having mastered the All Evils Subduing Ghosts Technique. The only thing she needed to be wary of was the item sealed in the wooden box.
Thinking of this, Luo Xuanyi lowered her eyelids and silently pretended that she was just a maid pushing the cart.
Wang Taiyuan and Wang Zhanke exchanged a glance. While Wang Zhanke seemed nonchalant, Wang Taiyuan was still somewhat apprehensive about the Ghost King's strength. If the Ghost King had a better chance of victory, this collusion with Luo Xuanyi would become the catalyst for the Ghost King's discontent. But thinking of his granddaughter, who had been fed the "Soul Separation Powder," he had no choice but to follow Luo Xuanyi's instructions.
"Zhen Gui King, I have chosen my successor." He stretched out his hand and pushed Wang Zhanke, "This is the person I want to choose. He is the second son I once told you about."
Upon hearing this, the Ghost King's luck shifted, and the formation no longer released death energy, instead storing it within the redstone. He opened his eyes, his dark pupils blazing with black as he gazed at Wang Taiyuan, offering a playful smile. "Wang Taiyuan, aren't you stalling for time, waiting for your granddaughter to enter the officialdom?"
He looked at Wang Zhanke with a hidden look in his eyes, and Wang Zhanke nodded slightly.
The Ghost King had long been dissatisfied with Wang Taiyuan, who had enslaved him through the Heaven-Earth Contract. Even if Wang Taiyuan had freed him from the formation, he took it for granted. Therefore, he longed to capture Wang Taiyuan's soul after his death and torture him, then let Wang Taiyuan witness his son undo all he had accomplished over the years. This was also why the Ghost King deliberately lured Wang Zhanke into the path of immortal cultivation.
As an aside, the reason the Ghost King didn't choose the eldest son, Wang Xianqing, was because Wang Xianqing looked almost identical to Wang Taiyuan when he was young. He felt a urge to kill just by looking at him, and couldn't control his killing intent. It was also because he always felt someone was trying to kill him that Wang Xianqing kept going to Longlan City.
"But that's fine. After all, your second son doesn't seem as stupid as your eldest. So the blood used to refine the Blessing Bell this time came from him?"
"Blessing Bell?" Wang Zhanke looked puzzled. He hadn't been interested in these matters before, so he hadn't discussed them with the Ghost King. Asking now was just the right time to buy Luo Xuanyi some time to observe. After all, neither the Ghost King nor Wang Taiyuan would refuse to cooperate.
"The Blessing Bell is our original tradition, but it has now been transformed by the Ghost King into a semi-magical weapon. As long as someone's blood is mixed into it and then worn on the person's hand, the person who mixed the blood can sense the changes in the other person's body. When they reach adulthood, they can find the best candidate to harvest."
"But I think it should be called the Seven-String Blood Bell. The sound is a small formation. Hearing it for a long time can unconsciously relax one's thinking and make one docile. But your father insisted on calling it the Blessing Bell," the Formation Ghost King complained, his legs raised carelessly. Luo Xuanyi had originally thought he looked rather cold, but who would have thought he spoke so casually? However, Luo Xuanyi's attention was focused on the words on the clothes, and she was still struggling to understand where the sense of déjà vu came from.
Wang Taiyuan was somewhat dissatisfied with the Ghost King's carefree personality. "It's been said that the Blessing Bell has been called that for centuries. It has a basis and it's inconvenient to change. And the Seven-String Blood Bell sounds like a demonic object, which makes people more suspicious. There's no need to change the name just for a better sound."
The Ghost King of Formation was clearly unconcerned. His actions weren't as cautious as those of the Zang Yao Sect's demonic cultivators, but they weren't the stealthy, surreptitious ways of the righteous cultivators.
Luo Xuanyi slowly felt a hint of inspiration.
"Actually, I originally wanted to talk to you about this matter after this year. Now that the Ghost King of Formation is here, just tell me if you have any doubts." Wang Taiyuan saw that the topic was about to go nowhere, so he signaled Wang Zhanke to continue talking, but he didn't expect the Ghost King of Formation to speak first.
"By the way, I don't think I've ever seen the maid who came this time?"
Wang Taiyuan's heart skipped a beat, but he remained calm and tried to change the subject: "Why are you short of manpower again?"
The Ghost King laughed.
"Wang Taiyuan, Wang Taiyuan, what evidence have you been caught with?"
Luo Xuanyi finally figured out the source of that familiar feeling.
"Demon Blade, Daowang Sect, are you a demon cultivator from Daowang Sect?"
Qiu Xinglun's magic knife flashed through Luo Xuanyi's mind. Luo Xuanyi would never forget the deterrent power and the sense of vigilance.
Luo Xuanyi used her body to kick Wang Taiyuan's wheelchair away, and with a flick of her wrist, she slipped the ink-splashed jade bamboo flag into her hand. The spiritual fluid overflowing into her body transformed into poisonous spiritual energy, pouring into the landscape painting flag, and directly poured it towards the Ghost King of the Formation, causing a mountain to collapse!
He hid his body and rushed towards the scabbard.
The Ghost King of the Formation jumped up and immediately sent out eight small flags, but he did not rush towards the oncoming mountains and rivers, but stood in front of Luo Xuanyi's real body!
"Show yourself to me!"
In an instant, Luo Xuanyi's figure suddenly appeared, but how could the ghost cultivator forcibly trap Luo Xuanyi? Luo Xuanyi opened her mouth and exhaled a breath. The extremely refined death energy instantly severed the connection between the eight small flags, and the formation flags were immediately broken before they could form.
This split second allowed the Ghost King to summon the wooden box, but he had no time to draw the weapon inside to block it. Shanshui's attack had already reached the Ghost King! He was forced to raise the wooden box to block it. The attack directly cut the entire cave in half, and the Ghost King was sent flying!
Wang Zhanke's eyes flashed with enthusiasm, but Luo Xuanyi only glanced at him and he dared not move. He only heard Luo Xuanyi say, "Don't come near us, just stay here."
After saying this, he used his escape light along with his body to chase after the Ghost King! (End of this chapter)
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