Chapter 115 The Truth (2)
Wang Taiyuan wanted to live comfortably. He was tired of living the lowest life, tired of the looks he got every time he went out on his fishing boat.
He loved Fu Jishan, loved Fu Jishan as much as his father did, but hated Fu Jishan's life.
He accidentally killed a drunk passenger on a boat. The child beside the passenger held a celadon wine tray for the passenger and smiled and asked Wang Taiyuan to thank him honestly because the distinguished passenger had vomited on Wang Taiyuan's father, and then casually gave them the wine cup.
Wang Taiyuan's family hunted all year round. Although they had never killed anyone, their first kill was much easier and more enjoyable than they had imagined.
My father said, "You can't stay at home anymore." He took the blame for Wang Taiyuan and was taken out of the cell, lynched, and died before he could be executed.
Therefore, he was not moved by Xiong Shuyou's unrealistic Confucianism. He just wanted something that would make him feel at ease, something that would not make his father's death in vain. However, he still couldn't bear to leave Fu Jishan, so he found an excuse to go up the mountain again and check the traps set by his father.
Then, the world opened up before him.
He saw a white deer. Pure white, without a single stray hair, it leaped out of the dark forest, sweeping away the night dew like a cloud. He chased the deer like a madman, then fell into a cave.
The Ghost King was inside. However, at that time, he was extremely weak, his body having been dried up by the heaven and earth's spiritual energy, leaving him with only a pile of bones. He could only hide in the formation disk and barely survive.
Wang Taiyuan curiously picked up the array disk, and the Ghost King immediately seized the opportunity to leave. He tempted Wang Taiyuan, asking if he wanted to cultivate to become an immortal. Wang Taiyuan shook his head.
I want money, plenty of it. And power. Wang Taiyuan thought about it and still felt a little guilty towards his father. I still don't want to leave Fu Jishan.
I want to have fun, I want to kill people.
Wang Taiyuan and the Ghost King hit it off immediately. Honestly, he didn't know exactly who the Ghost King was, but that wasn't a concern. He simply wanted to be happy, so to free the Ghost King from the formation, Wang Taiyuan unhesitatingly offered half his flesh and blood, along with twenty years of his life, to the Ghost King.
But that’s not enough.
Wang Taiyuan then returned to the town with the Ghost King. The townspeople had never seen such a horrific sight: a man half-dead of flesh and blood, only sparse threads of blood hanging from his bones, crawling down the mountain in a trail of blood. The only people capable of treating him were the disciples brought by Xiong Shuyou, so they rushed to the scene.
If Xiong Shuyou hadn't been so highly respected and had known some immortals and possessed a rejuvenation pill, Wang Taiyuan would have died here. Even so, Wang Taiyuan didn't give up the idea of killing. He presented Xiong Shuyou and several of his disciples, who took turns caring for him at his bedside, to the Ghost King.
After carefully absorbing the flesh and soul from his skin, the Ghost King finally became strong enough to break free from the constraints of the formation disk. However, the Ghost King was forced to pursue the path of a ghost cultivator. He had previously made a heaven-and-earth pact with Wang Taiyuan to control him. If he broke that oath, he, a ghost cultivator, would surely perish. Furthermore, the terrain of Fuji Town caught the Ghost King's eye. He seemed quite adept at formations, and he immediately decided to establish a presence there. Therefore, he also took advantage of the oath he had made with Wang Taiyuan.
The Ghost King of Formation has the method of making ling gauze. From Wang Taiyuan's perspective, Wang Taiyuan doesn't know how the Ghost King of Formation got this method. Wang Taiyuan was only given the method of making ling gauze - using souls as silk threads and fate as dye, the ling gauze disguised as being almost identical to the shark gauze will cost a human life to make.
The Ghost King of Formation set up formations in the entire Fu Ji Town, including Fu Ji Mountain and Liu Zhonghe, to confuse heaven and earth. Then he covered the skins of Xiong Shuyou and others, whose flesh and blood he had sucked dry, with formations to make them into formation puppets, and gave them to Wang Taiyuan as a cover.
The Ghost King needed dead energy and yin energy to cultivate, but flesh and soul weren't essential for ghost cultivation, so they were perfectly suited for Wang Taiyuan. He drained some of the villagers and made them into puppets, who worked tirelessly day and night. He then used a formation to enchant the mountains on the waterside of Fuji Mountain, obscuring their true form. He then placed a puppet textile factory there to conceal the location. This freed Wang Taiyuan up, freeing him to focus on transforming the town without worrying about exposure or production.
He would use the traditional blessing bells and spring bells to select candidates to present to the Demon King, while at the same time creating an image of himself as someone who loves his neighbors.
They worked together happily. Wang Taiyuan was clearly a brilliant man. He claimed to be helping the town, and using Xiong Shuyou's name to gain recognition from the powerful outside. To gain greater power, he began to open academies and cultivate talent for the government.
Everything went smoothly.
There was one thing he wasn't entirely happy with: his two sons. His eldest son, Wang Xianqing, was a glutton, a whoremonger, and a mere idler, while his second son, Wang Zhanke, was intelligent. However, upon learning of the existence of the Ghost King, he began to yearn for the path of immortal cultivation. If it weren't for the birth of his only daughter, Wang Bushi, his only granddaughter, he wouldn't have known how to face his father in the afterlife.
Buxi had grown up and was heading to the capital to study. With her intelligence, she was sure to carry on the Wang family legacy. Everything was clearly going well. He had already fulfilled his lifelong pursuit and could sleep soundly. Why had he encountered something like this?
"Do you still want to hide things from me? The matter of the Ghost King, the matter of the Wang family, the bell ringing meeting in Fuji Town, and..."
Obviously everything is going well.
The female cultivator seemed to want to smile, but Wang Taiyuan felt that she was like a hunting beast, only covered with a layer of human skin.
"Your granddaughter, Wang Buxi's matter."
"What are you going to do to Buxi! Ahem!" The thread in Wang Taiyuan's mind was ruthlessly cut. He suddenly stood up and wanted to grab Luo Xuanyi's collar to question her, but in the eyes of outsiders, he was just like a half-dead fish struggling on the chopping board.
Luo Xuanyi grasped Wang Taiyuan's weakness. This man was not afraid of his own death, but he still cared about his family and his granddaughter.
Such a good handle should naturally be used well. Luo Xuanyi calmly began to make up a story: "The poison I just gave you is called Soul-Separating Powder. Did you feel a sense of lightness after drinking it? In seven days, your soul will leave your body and dissipate, and you will die."
"Of course, you're not afraid of death, but before you came, I also fed your granddaughter the Soul-Separating Powder. Now think about it, if she doesn't drink the antidote in three days, her soul will be gone."
Wang Taiyuan shuddered. He tried to detect some flaw in Luo Xuanyi's expression, but the more he observed, the more desperate he became. A voice slowly began to grow in his mind: She would do this. She already knew everything. Perhaps she had already tortured Buxi before coming here?
But it's also possible that he was just trying to trick him. But could he bear the consequences of a misjudgment?
Wang Taiyuan slowly relaxed his body, his wrinkled face revealing a look of despair and despair.
"I, I do know the Ghost King. I know everything that happened in this town. I did it all. Please show some mercy. Even if you have to wipe out the Wang family, at least spare, ahem, spare my granddaughter."
Luo Xuanyi looked at the begging old man and nodded with satisfaction: "Finally told the truth, but who told you that I want to wipe out the Wang family?"
"What I want is to replace the Ghost King. I want to get this town. If the Wang family obeys my command, I don't mind keeping it."
Wang Taiyuan suddenly opened his eyes.
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