420 Yin Gang

we me a meal from last time, right"My brother laughed: “Alright, but you have to ask Xiao Qiao first. She’s the one who cooks. Otherwise, I can only take you out to eat.”Si Tu Lin looked at me, as if...For someone like that old man who's been "brainwashed" into such fanaticism, people say even half a word could anger him. He glared at my brother with a terrifying expression, as if he wanted to tear him apart.

But even with his physical abilities, he couldn't beat my brother. Even if he knew magic, we did too. He just glared at us angrily, then slowly smiled.

The heavy oppressive energy attracted a large serpent, which coiled itself in the roadside grass. A layer of black mist hung over this dilapidated mountain village.

And at the center of the black mist lay an open expanse resembling a construction site.

There used to be houses here, demolished to make way for excavation. Black bloodstains can still be seen on the rubble by the roadside. Many people died here, so much that the country abandoned this place and relocated everyone, no longer providing the female ghost owner with any lingering souls.

A stone was pressing down on the wooden door, this wooden door was similar to the "root cellar" that my grandfather had improved back home.

"This used to be... our family's mansion. We built an underground passage inside for the convenience of serving the master... Unfortunately, it was all demolished." The old man muttered to himself, dropping his cane and moving a stone aside.

As soon as the wooden door creaked open, a surge of oppressive and sinister energy rushed out, gradually coalescing into a human form.

The human form became increasingly apparent, and finally we could make out a translucent outline.

Indeed, it was a woman. Her headdress and attire were just like those of ancient people.

She had a bun at the back of her head, adorned with several hairpins. She was wearing a buttoned jacket and a horse-face skirt.

This is Ming Dynasty clothing.

As the last dynasty of Han to unify China, the Ming Dynasty's Hanfu emphasized solemnity and a tightly-fitted silhouette, reflecting the nation's conservative mindset.

This is truly a ghost from four hundred years ago...

We've never encountered anything like this before. Four hundred years is a long time, and she's using vengeful spirits to cultivate into a ghost immortal, and even the Underworld doesn't seem to care!

“So, this is the person you brought” She suddenly spoke, her voice laced with the arrogance of someone in power.

The old man crawled on the ground, proudly replied: “Master is truly omnipotent, as expected at the end of the four hundred-year period, there will be such excellent men and women appear…”

The female ghost seemed unable to leave the area around the mouth of the cave. She looked at me and, with a sinister smile, covered her mouth and said, "Not bad, not bad... fair skin, bright eyes and white teeth... it's clear she is well-cared for... and her spirit is gathered, there's a hint of..."

Her pale gray eyes suddenly fixed.

Just staring at me like that.

I held my breath in nervousness — her consciousness was so clear, indicating how profound her cultivation was. Perhaps she really was a ghost fairy!

Most ghosts are just dazed and confused. To have a ghost that is aware, emotionally rich, and can talk and laugh so vividly... that would be incredible!

"You... have a… familiar aura…" That female ghost grinned at me.

I got goosebumps all over.

"Yes…yes…I remember him…he promised me, four hundred years...Who are you, this celestial divine Where is he!"

She suddenly roared at me, and the surrounding specters twisted in terror, kneeling and cowering.

Here it feels like the realm of ghosts.

The female ghost, like a queen, roared with a command and the phantoms trembled in fear and prostrated themselves.

"What's it to you Just say what you want, we're not afraid of you. No need to put on airs in front of us." My brother said with a frown.

The female ghost said that "the celestial revered deity" should be referring to Jiang Qiyun, right

He actually agreed to give a female ghost four hundred years... What for To let her cultivate

Is the Underworld not here to claim souls, but rather to provide her with convenience in cultivating into a Ghost Immortal, allowing her to fulfill her wish and become a Ghost Immortal sooner

Four hundred years... Could it be that Jiang Qiyun made some kind of promise with her

Maybe... Jiang Qiyun is giving her time, letting her cultivate, so she can accompany him later

I can't hold back the thoughts swirling in my head. This mental instability is dangerous, especially now that we're facing such a powerful female ghost.

My soul is unstable, easily exploited... I don't have the innate magical power of a spirit child to protect me now. If she takes advantage of this, my body won't be my own.

My brother pinched the back of my hand hard, making me jolt awake from my stupor.

"Don't overthink it!" he hissed.

I took a deep breath, once this idea pops up, it's really hard to push down, you know!

In the past, Jiang Qiyun had so many years. It's hard to say he never had feelings for someone else. What should be done...

I think it's foolish to dwell on past matters, but...but this female ghost is really appearing before me now!

The little demon attendant reminded them again, "Don't even think about harming her! This is our Underworld's Little Lady. Even after she achieves enlightenment, she deserves to enjoy the incense of mortals. You can't afford to offend her! Better give up this idea and open the barrier so we can leave. We still have over twenty years before the four hundred years are up. Our Emperor will keep his promise... But if you harm our Little Lady, then the agreement means nothing!"

He was so scared that his legs were shaking, and he grabbed my backpack, hiding behind me and threatening me.

The female ghost raised her hand, playing idly with the hair that fell to her chest, and smirked: "So you're his woman... I thought he was really so cold and indifferent. Didn't expect him to have a wife... Hmph... Don't try to scare me, since you came here, then you are my destiny. There's no way I'll let you go!"

"Your spiritual energy is perfect for housing my immense power! As for this man... he'll make an excellent servant!" she cackled.

"Slave What's that supposed to mean" My brother stammered.

"Humph... Didn't you have a dream... You touched my belongings, don't you know what a servant should do"

She gave a coquettish smile: "A servant has to obediently serve their master. Whatever the master wants you to do, you, just, have, to, do..."

His every syllable was a tantalizing tease, coupled with her enchanting smile, sending shivers down my spine.

"Tsk! You really think you're the queen! Look at your stomach, there are three inflatable rings on it already! Your face is swollen like a pig's head! With this look, do you still want people to serve you! How many normal men could even get hard!" My brother yelled.

She was taken aback, her hand instinctively reaching up to touch her face in fear.

Probably the most afraid thing for a beautiful woman is to suddenly become ugly, right

"Master, don't listen to this little scoundrel! Master, you are the most beautiful!"

The female ghost angrily dropped her hand and snarled, "If I hadn't been so weak that year and died without even keeping my body, how would I be like this! Woman! Just obediently… give me your blood, and your spirit-filled body!"

She raised her hand, her fingers like claws, black qi shooting out like snakes—

I quickly formed the Divine Tiger to Call Souls. The Divine Tiger appeared within the barrier with a ferocious roar, scattering many of the surrounding shadowy ghosts. However, the Divine Tiger did not charge at her.

It seems the underworld keeps to its pacts with strict rules.

"Who... are you exactly" I tried to get some useful information out of this lonely ghost who'd been bored for four hundred years.

She gave a cold smile: “ ...Who am I”

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