Chapter 79: Ban Yin
The skull snorted and chuckled, "I'm just desperate. I say I'm doing this voluntarily, but there's no other way. I don't have enough skills, and it's hard to concentrate my Yin Spirit. I don't dare show any weakness, lest I be skinned and torn apart by the younger generation."
Speaking of this, the Skull God felt it was extremely ironic.
He single-handedly corrupted the morals of Ximashan, causing endless harm.
Before him, although Xima Mountain was full of unorthodox practices, they were not so sinister and twisted as to be this level of intrigue and evil.
After him, Ximashan's perverse and scheming behaviors became more and more serious.
The instigator had been destroyed by his own conspiracy, but he failed to serve as a warning to others. Instead, others discovered the shortcut and rushed to imitate it. Now he has become a well-known evil heretic.
"So, you and your disciple are now both in the hands of General Ban Yin," Gong Mengbi said doubtfully. "I don't believe General Ban Yin will treat you kindly. Now that you've become his minions, aren't you still at his mercy?"
The Skull God sighed, "I'm an accomplice to a tiger, I have no choice but to let him control me."
"My disciple and General Banyin have known each other for a long time. They were once fellow Taoists. However, my disciple gradually grew weaker, while General Banyin grew stronger. Not wanting to become an ignorant and wandering spirit, he had no choice but to attach himself to General Banyin and become his ghostly lackey, hoping to transcend with him."
The Skull God sneered, "My disciple thought that by completely relying on General Banyin, sharing honor and disgrace, he would be treated well. Little did he know that tiger's tolerance was so narrow-minded, even less than mine."
"Look at how vast General Ban Yin's territory is. He has an army of minions and countless demons under his command. But he doesn't even have a single living eighth-grade cultivator. He himself is a seventh-grade cultivator, and he fears that someone could surpass him. So even if his men reached the eighth grade, they wouldn't be used. Instead, they would be devoured by him, becoming minions who would never betray him."
Gong Mengbi nodded. "I know a thing or two about this. He himself has a traitorous streak, betraying his former master, so he certainly won't allow anyone else to betray him. What could be more trustworthy than the minions he created? Even if a living person is more useful, smarter, and more capable of doing things for him, they are ultimately not as reliable as a dead minion."
The living monsters cannot escape from him by force, and the dead minions are connected to his life, making it even more impossible to escape.
General Ban Yin's territory is like an ant's nest, and all the power is used only to support him, the queen ant.
The Skull God understood. "That makes sense. No wonder he rarely spoke of the past, and when he did, he always looked displeased. Even the name General Banyin was an accidental one. He didn't want to be called General Banyin; he preferred to be called Shanjun."
Knowing General Banyin's style of action, Gong Mengbi felt more at ease. Although he appeared to be very powerful, he was not a truly strong man.
Gong Mengbi asked him, "Captain Nalang once said that General Banyin had a way to cover the eyes of the gods and divert the gaze of the immortals. I wonder if it's true or not."
The Skull God was not aware of the conversation between Captain Lang and Gong Mengbi, but after hearing what Gong Mengbi said, he said, "He does have such a skill."
"Why would the gods turn their gaze towards Longpan Mountain? This place is uninhabited. Besides, who would know what's happening here if they only had their eyes full? As for immortals, they don't step into the mortal world after all. Even though they slay demons and monsters, these demons aren't kept by humans."
There is something in the skull myth, and it alludes to so many things.
Gong Mengbi wanted to ask for clarification, but the Skull God said, "I can't tell you anything more clearly. I'm just a magical instrument. When my disciple was driven to contact Xima Mountain, I could still observe what was happening around me. These are just my conjectures based on what I saw and heard, and I might even have fabricated them myself. Most of the time, I'm imprisoned in the tiger talisman, invisible to the sun, just like my poor disciple."
Gong Mengbi asked, "Then is there anything else you can tell me?"
The Skull God said, "General Ban Yin is not easy to deal with. Although he may be narrow-minded, he is quite capable. His vigilance is far greater than you can imagine. You want to kill him, but it will not be easy. And if you fail against a man like him, he will inevitably face a ferocious revenge. I advise you to think twice before acting and not get yourself into trouble."
Gong Mengbi asked, "What hidden tricks does General Ban Yin have?"
"I don't know that. I only know that he has a lot of minions under his command. Although my disciple has an eighth-grade cultivation, he is not strong under his command. You were able to escape from his territory safely because only my disciple was left to guard the mountain. Those powerful figures have already followed General Banyin down the mountain to do great things."
Gong Mengbi was puzzled: "Since he can take other ghosts away to do great things, why would he hold back from you?"
The Skull God said proudly, "That's because our Ghost Immortal Sect cultivates Yin spirits. Although my disciple's abilities are limited, he possesses many methods. He's afraid that our Ghost Immortal Sect might have some countermeasures. Therefore, even though my disciple has become a ghost, he still won't trust him. However, he still needs Xima Mountain's help, and my disciple is the best go-between."
Gong Mengbi narrowed his eyes and put on a half-smile: "I have one last question. How much of what you told me is true? And how much is false?"
The Skull God suddenly fell silent. "I am a sincere person now, and sincere people don't tell lies, so I haven't lied to you at all."
The Skull God's hollow eyes suddenly became somewhat unfathomable. "But whether you believe it or not is not something I can just say. Even if I tell you that what I say is true, will you believe it, little fox?"
Gong Mengbi smiled and said, "It seems that you have gradually grasped the true meaning of it."
The Skull God said, "I am a smart man, but perhaps not that smart. Perhaps if I were a little dumber and more honest, I wouldn't be in this situation."
Gong Mengbi stretched out his two tails and plucked the skull off the smoky body.
The Skull God's voice grew fainter. "I used to be so successful. I could manipulate others and gain something for nothing with just a few words. Why do I have nothing now?"
Gong Mengbi said, "The goal of cultivation is perfection. You're going against that. The more powerful you become, the more incomplete you become."
"I see."
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