98 Without further ado
Li'er, at this moment, her Yin energy solidified, gradually transforming into a physical form. The aura of the Ghost King was gradually revealed!
Upon hearing this, her beautiful eyes suddenly became lively, and she became the Ghost King.
Smiling gratefully, he said, "I must thank Lord Wu for his kindness. If it weren't for Lord Wu's sincerity, how could I have become the Ghost King?"
Wan Qianchi glared angrily and said, "Didn't I promise you I'd find you a woman who had reached the first level of cultivation to help you solidify into a physical form? How could you be so heartless?"
At this moment, Li'er was overjoyed, having become the Ghost King in one fell swoop.
At this moment, I feel like I have the world in my hands, and the vastness of the world has finally given me a sense of security.
She poured out her heart, saying, "My lord, I thank you for your sincerity. You said you would be with me through life and death. Now, you are finally with me. Aren't you happy?"
She let out another happy laugh, "I can hardly repay your kindness, sir. So I have something to tell you."
Don't adults think that everything they've achieved has gone too smoothly?
'The female ghost's affections, the method of obtaining the Blood Pill—it can help one break through to the Martial King realm. Even with some flaws, it's still still the Martial King realm, isn't it?'
Wan Qianchi's mind was clear at this moment. 'I was originally on guard, but King Wu is in sight. What do schemes and tricks matter? Once King Wu is established, what can't I do? Everyone will be an honored guest. What do mere calculations amount to?'
Li'er, upon hearing this, was also surprised and exclaimed admiringly, "My lord, that's a truly ingenious idea!"
"To repay your kindness, I will tell you. I am merely a female ghost enslaved by the Xuan Yin Sect. The sect arranged for me to approach you and tell you about the origin and effects of the Blood Pill."
I never expected things to go so smoothly, but I never imagined I'd receive such favor from you, sir, giving me hope of escape. You are too kind-hearted; if you had dealt with those elders sooner, you would already be a Martial King.
She continued, "I didn't want things to end like this today either. But many of my subordinates outside have been killed or injured."
I don't know what happened, but I had no choice but to act ahead of schedule. Unexpectedly, fate has been kind to me. Thank you very much, sir.
"You..." Upon hearing this, Wan Qianchi felt utterly weak, as if his life was slipping away faster.
He glared and cursed. Before he could finish, all his life force was drained away. He died instantly!
Li'er came to her side with deep affection, gently stroking her withered cheek.
"Thank you, sir, for listening to me and not fighting to the death. You truly love me. Rest assured, after your death, I will make you my bodyguard, to protect me forever."
With such affectionate expressions, anyone who didn't know better would think they were a perfect couple!
At this moment, a surge of yin energy swept in, and Li'er slowly stood in the air. With a wave of her hand, a sinister and bloodthirsty aura gathered in her palm.
The bloodthirsty aura is extremely insidious and poisonous. Upon entering the body, it causes mental confusion. Instantly, the person becomes uncontrollable, and over time, they become the caster's puppet.
The Ghost King, Li'er, waved her hand. Bloodthirsty energy radiated in all directions. Slowly, those who had fallen to the ground began to stand up.
He realized that all his subordinates outside were dead. But he himself had become a Ghost King. His Yin energy manifested as swords and blades, and his bloodthirsty aura was incredibly powerful. His courage was boundless.
She straightened her clothes and tidied her appearance. Floating in the air, she slowly emerged, a graceful and elegant young lady from a distinguished family. She's here, she's really out.
He waited patiently for a moment, and then something emerged. A woman in a red robe, with an exquisitely beautiful face, as if sculpted by a master. A slender, graceful figure, perfectly proportioned, a beauty beyond description! A red ribbon tied her long hair behind her.
A soft chuckle escaped her lips, followed by an apologetic murmur, full of allure: "Young hero, I apologize for keeping you waiting. I'm late."
She slowly raised her head, like a wife waiting for her husband. The green was vibrant and lush, like peach blossoms heavy with rain!
"I dare not wait for you. This Ten Thousand Swords Manor must be the work of your Xuan Yin Sect."
"Young hero, you are right. However, I am also forced into this situation. The Xuan Yin Sect is powerful, and I am merely one of their pawns. I'm just using them to casually test the Wan Jian Manor."
Unexpectedly, Wan Jian Manor was also embroiled in internal strife, its very existence a den of iniquity, a place where innocent girls and handsome men were abducted. The manor lord was ambitious, but unfortunately, his talent was limited. The Xuan Yin Sect's Blood Pill could help one break through to the Martial King realm, so the manor lord was tempted!
He recounted the story in detail, seemingly offering his entire entrustment. Then, he said, "Young hero, the method for refining the Blood Pill is right here with me. Would you like it? The Blood Pill not only helps one break through to the Martial King realm, but it can also increase cultivation speed after reaching that realm. Young hero, you are so young; with the aid of the Blood Pill, reaching the Martial Emperor realm seems within reach!"
'Hehe, Lord Ghost King, you've really cunningly planned this. I don't need it anymore!'
Immediately, the gentleman's sword was drawn.
The servants who had just died at the hands of the Yin Ghosts, and the disciples of Wan Jian Zhuang, had all gathered around.
At this moment, he felt no fear of death or terror. The power of thunder and fire, concealed within the Gentleman's Blade, enveloped the blade. He charged into the horde of corpses in an instant, unleashing a horizontal slash!
A flash of light, and a head was severed. Four enormous heads flew up, no blood spurted, and the bodies fell to the ground.
He spoke, "Your strength seems a bit lacking." His head severed, he couldn't attack again and collapsed to the ground. "I was hoping to give it my all. Looks like that's hopeless."
So, he slashed horizontally with his broadsword and charged into the nearest horde of corpses. The corpses were fearless of death and pain; an ordinary Martial King would likely be exhausted and die from exhaustion, or simply retreat.
However, the Ghost King, watching this handsome young swordsman slash, cut in half, and chop, quickly slaughtered more than half of the horde of corpses without showing any sign of exhaustion.
The key point is that these claws, feared by everyone, are not afraid of death or corpse poison. He Chen surrounded them, attacking dozens of times in an instant, but the 'buzzing' sound of bells echoed. Aside from tearing their new black clothes, they didn't harm their skin in the slightest.
The Ghost King let out a deep, resonant voice. The surrounding horde of corpses accelerated their attack.
In the distance, another two or three hundred arrived. These were all skeletons, dressed in tattered clothes, mostly women's cloth garments, with a few silk garments mixed in.
It must be someone who died earlier.
Looking at the hundreds of skeletons before him, an unnamed rage welled up within him.
The mental technique activated, instantly extinguishing the flames. 'I mustn't get angry, I mustn't get angry, I mustn't let my mind wander!' But I really don't want to be in such a state! If this is the rule of the Holy Dynasty, then my path, from this day forward, will be clear! The anger in my heart vanished instantly, and then my ideals became even more resolute.
If wielding a knife is a sin, then may I be condemned to eternal damnation. In an instant, swordsmanship, a hundred slashes in a single strike, inner power, the blade surrounded by heavenly lightning and earthly fire, his eyes clear yet slightly moist, charged into the horde of skeletons!
In an instant, a hundred blades flashed, a sky ablaze with silver light, like fireworks illuminating the heavens! A chilling, murderous aura swept over us! In my heart, only one thought remained: the gentleman's blade would see me off! I suppose I have no regrets!
'kill!'
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