fairy family

Chapter 179 Exchanging Ghosts and Gods, Hungry Ghosts and Cow Stomachs

Yu Que lingered in the old leader's quiet room for a moment before respectfully leaving.

His position in the guild had already been set, which was to be in charge of looking after the meditation room. He didn't need to do any actual work every day; he just needed to stand in the area where the meditation room was located.

This was undoubtedly excellent for Yu Que, as it conveniently provided him with an excuse to linger in the guild's quiet room for an extended period.

Upon returning to the quiet room, he did not inform his colleagues that he would be in charge of the place from now on.

He merely glanced at the spirits in the quiet room, and after confirming that he could command them, he went alone into the rented quiet room.

Sitting alone on the couch, Yu Que stroked the commendation order, his face filled with emotion.

For some reason, the female general from Huangshan made a special trip to the guild herself.

But the result is not bad. He has not become too estranged from this woman, and he can continue to cultivate in the Alchemist Guild. He has even unexpectedly received a reward from her.

Yu Que calmed down and pondered the matter repeatedly in his mind. He felt that the woman's actions were not intentional, but simply a desire to mend their relationship.

After thinking it through, he felt completely at ease, his whole body relaxed, and he revealed a look of contentment.

Having already offended a powerful figure and a snake family on Mount Huang, and then the Seventh Instructor in the county town, he didn't want to add another local lord to his list of enemies.

When Yu Que realized that he and Jun Baifeng might develop a rift and become enemies, he remained calm on the surface, but his heart was actually quite chaotic.

This night run back to the city from Huangshan County reminded him of his own experience of running back to the city from Huangshan Mountain at night.

As Yu Que pondered this, his eyes flickered, and he thought to himself:
"It will be soon. Once I obtain the status of a true disciple, and cultivate diligently for a few more years, especially after advancing to the seventh rank, all these gloomy matters will be resolved!"

For a time, he was even more excited about participating in the imperial examination next year.

However, after a moment of joy, he forced himself to calm down and focused his gaze on the commendation order in his hand.

Yu Que paced back and forth in the quiet room, pondering what he should do with this thing.

If we want to maximize the use of this item, then using it to exchange for a certain official rank is the optimal solution.

Even a low-ranking official can still support an eighth-grade ghost deity, which is extremely important for his cultivation and status.

It should be noted that the rank that can be obtained by exchanging this token is not the ninth rank, but the eighth rank.

If Yu Que wanted to obtain it, he would have to pass the imperial examination and enter the Dao Palace to get a low-grade eighth-rank title. As for if he wanted to obtain a mid-grade title, according to rumors, only true disciples could be directly granted a mid-grade eighth-rank title.

However, although the rank of nobility is a good thing, after nearly half a year of research, Yu Que realized that it was not the most effective way for lower-ranking immortals to enhance their magical power.

"The time until passing the imperial examination is neither too long nor too short, just a few months in total."

If I want to maximize my magical power, the key lies in crafting soldiers, magical artifacts, and household deities, especially binding as many household deities as possible!

His eyes flickered, and after a moment's thought, he ultimately leaned towards using the token to exchange for the household god.

After much deliberation, Yu Que's idea was finally settled:
"It's decided. I'll use this item to exchange for the household deity. As for the rank and title, if I can pass the entrance exam for the Dao Palace, whether I'm an inner disciple or a true disciple, I'll naturally receive one!"

Besides, this isn't my first time entering the Dao. If I already possess a low-level rank, it won't enhance my standing after entering the Dao Palace; in fact, it would be a waste.

Immediately, he took out an incense stick from his sleeve and lit it in the incense burner in the quiet room.

Amidst the wisps of blue smoke, the smoke and clouds transformed into a mist, becoming like a mirror, communicating with the spirits and deities within the Alchemist Guild.

Yu Que's divine sense entered into it, and immediately saw all sorts of ghosts and gods appear in the smoke and clouds. They were of different sizes, old and young, and had different appearances.

These ghosts and spirits are the current goods in the Alchemist Guild.

However, Yu Que only glanced at these ghosts and gods briefly before waving his sleeve, causing the scene of smoke and clouds to change abruptly, revealing another group of ghosts and gods.

The second batch of ghosts and spirits was far more numerous than the first, and each one was eerie and had a ferocious appearance, as if it were about to emerge from the smoke at any moment and devour Yu Que alive.

Yu Que flipped through these ghost and deity documents, his attitude becoming noticeably more serious.

According to Jun Baifeng, the reward tokens can only be exchanged for one superior eighth-grade ghost or deity, while three inferior eighth-grade ghosts or deities can be obtained.

For Yu Que, who wants to rapidly increase his magical power, neither option is good.

So he decided not to choose either one, but instead planned to exchange for unrefined eighth-grade ghosts in the guild, select ghost gods from them, and then refine them himself.

In this way, even if it is a high-quality ghost or god, because it has not been refined, he can exchange it for three heads.

However, even so, Yu Que was still unable to make the most of the commendation order in his hands.

Furthermore, if he were to actually acquire three superior ghosts and gods in exchange, and then bind three household gods to his body afterward, his efficiency of obtaining three from three would be far too astonishing among alchemists in the guild, easily attracting the attention of others.

In the quiet room, Yu Que patiently searched through the items.

After a full hour of deliberation, he finally selected six unrefined ghosts from the guild's inventory.

The six spirits and deities varied in quality and type.

In particular, two of them were very young ghosts. If they hadn't happened to be twins, they wouldn't have been placed in the Alchemist Guild's storeroom at all.

But in reality, it was Yu Que who had taken a liking to these two ghostly creatures and intended to use them as household gods.

After selecting the ghost, Yu Que extended his finger and made a faint checkmark on it. Afterwards, a senior member of the guild would come to collect the reward token and deliver the ghost.

Yu Que then plucked the incense stick, thinking to himself:
"My age as a ghost is shallow, which is not a big deal to me. At worst, I can risk going out and collecting more wandering ghosts to raise."

With the little black gourd by his side, this was the last thing he was worried about.

for the rest of the time.

He then settled down in the quiet room to cultivate and prepare for all the necessary training.

A few days later, the guild sent him his ghosts one by one.

When the old leader learned that Yu Que had not exchanged for any ready-made household gods, but instead had exchanged for all the ghosts, he was concerned and sent out a flying talisman to inquire about the matter.

The other party also said that if anyone wanted to go back on their word, as long as the spirits had not been damaged, they could privately ask him to help replace them with ready-made household gods.

Yu Que was naturally very grateful for such concern, and then politely declined.

Meanwhile, the guild members also noticed that someone had exchanged for six Rank 8 ghost items in one go. While everyone was curious, they then discovered that it was Yu Que who had returned.

In an instant, trouble broke out again both inside and outside the guild.

Some secretly mocked Yu Que for overestimating himself, having only reached the ninth rank less than a year ago, yet already thinking of cultivating an eighth-rank ghost god. Others were filled with suspicion, secretly wondering if Yu Que's plan to cultivate an eighth-rank ghost god meant that his cultivation was about to break through to the eighth rank, or even that he had already become an eighth-rank person.

The turmoil not only occurred within the guild, but also quickly spread to the Seventh County School, attracting the attention of many interested parties.

More people began to wonder why Yu Que had suddenly reappeared in the city, and many figures appeared inside and outside the Yu family mansion.

However, none of the above could disturb Yu Que.

After exchanging the ghost item, he immediately chose a quiet room in the guild and plunged into it.

The quiet room they chose was one of the best in the guild, so quiet that even a sixth-rank immortal wouldn't be able to open it.

Normally, even if a member of the guild wants to use it, they have to consider whether their status or cultivation level is sufficient.

Yu Que himself is currently the head of the Jing Shi (Quiet Room) and has a very good relationship with the leader. He has the power to use it, but if he doesn't, it will expire. So, he was naturally assigned to this position.

........................

This day.

Yu Que was dressed in a bright red Bagua robe, his face was painted with cinnabar, he wore a tall crown, and he held a white-backed sword with large sheets of paper money stuck in it.

He walked in a series of magical steps, hovering around a white jade altar that was nine feet wide and three feet high in the center of the quiet room, chanting incantations, surrounded by a ghostly aura.

clap clap clap!
As Yu Que's figure suddenly stopped, the soul banners planted all around him suddenly made a loud noise, and a scarecrow offered above the white jade altar suddenly bent over, blood flowing from its face, making a miserable and ferocious appearance.

Upon seeing this scene, Yu Que frowned immediately.

He sneered and said, "Fine, fine, you won't listen to a polite toast, but you insist on drinking a penalty cup."

Originally, we took pity on you because your family had worked the land for generations, but you were not treated well by your master. First, you were killed, skinned, and eaten, your bloodline was cut off, and your soul was used to create a ghost. It was a very tragic situation. That is why we are performing this ritual to deliver you from suffering and to feed you.

Since you are ungrateful, don't blame me for being ruthless.

As soon as he finished speaking, the white-spine sword in his hand flew out with a whoosh. The blade trembled and instantly shredded all the paper money surrounding the altar, and wisps of incense smoke rose slowly.

Yu Que, amidst the rich incense smoke on the altar, suddenly opened his mouth and spat towards the altar.

Whoosh! Wisps of black and red flames rose rapidly, enveloping the entire white jade altar.

With a moo, the scarecrow enshrined in the center of the altar exploded, and the straw buffalo it rode under swelled up to nine feet in size, filling the entire altar.

And its body continued to expand, its hooves straining as it tried to crush the entire white jade altar to pieces.

Moo! Roar!

A tremendous mooing sound from a cow echoed through the quiet room.

Faced with this scene, Yu Que looked up, his expression turning cold, but he showed no fear whatsoever.

Let alone a mere eighth-rank ghost, even a sixth-rank ghost would not necessarily be able to break through the limitations of the white jade altar before them.

Yu Quekou sneered: "Stubborn fool!"

He took out a bowl of blood wine from the side, poured it into his mouth, tapped his teeth forty-nine times, and then immediately shoved it towards the altar.

Blood wine is brewed at noon on the summer solstice using the blood of a nine-year-old black dog, and then the essence blood of Yu Que is added, making it both fierce and potent.

When a bowl of liquid was poured on it, the flames on the entire spell intensified. The ghost that was attached to the straw buffalo could not withstand it and howled. The straw it was attached to also caught fire.

Unable to withstand the tempering, the creature finally knelt on the altar, lowered its head, and kowtowed to Yu Que, hoping that Yu Que would spare its life.

Yu Que watched as this object bowed to him, and he clicked his tongue in amazement:
"As expected of the household deity chosen by this sect, even in the form of a vengeful ghost, it still protects such spiritual beings."

As he looked at it, he noticed that the eyes of the bull demon on the altar seemed to be filled with tears.

These tears were formed from ghostly energy and were pitch black.

The howl from the other creature was even more shrill, pleading with Yu Que to spare its life.

Yu Que simply closed his eyes and ignored it.

Finally, when the straw that the ox-demon possessed was completely burned away, leaving only a wisp of black smoke and a ghostly body, this creature hovered above the altar, howling mournfully, and surprisingly, it emitted a human voice:

"Taoist priest, I am truly innocent, please spare my life."

"Please spare my life, Taoist priest!"

Yu Que was startled to see that this demon was actually speaking human language.

But after opening his eyes, he quickly took two bowls of blood wine and spat them onto the altar, burning the bull demon and making it howl in pain.

This ghost, having undergone rigorous training, still retains some intelligence. It seems that if the clan that didn't raise it hadn't recognized its value and killed it prematurely, it might have had a chance to advance to a seventh-grade ferocious beast.

Yu Que nervously watched the ox-demon on the altar, fearing that this thing was not even afraid of his crow fire, causing his careful preparations to be in vain.

Fortunately, after eighty-one breaths, the bull demon was on its last legs, shrunk to the size of three inches, and lay in the center of the altar, no longer calling for help or causing any more trouble.

Upon seeing this, Yu Que was overjoyed. He had already completed nine steps of the refining process, and only the last step remained before he could absorb it into his abdomen, refine it into his internal organs, and transform it into a divine being.

However, Yu Que looked at the three-inch-tall bull demon and still showed no intention of going forward.

His eyes flickered, and he muttered, "Do you really think I don't know that you, you cunning bull, devoured your master after becoming a ghost, and even swallowed the two or three immortals who came to help you pass on?"

Clang!

He made a sword gesture, and the White Ridge Sword flew out suddenly, pinning the three-inch-tall bull demon to the altar.

The bull demon's tightly closed eyes suddenly snapped open, its gaze ferocious, before it reluctantly transformed into wisps of black mist, seemingly about to dissipate completely.

Yu Que then flickered and leaped onto the altar, where he sat cross-legged in the center.

He inhaled through his mouth and breathed through his nose, quickly drawing the dissipated ghostly energy into his abdomen and swallowing it into his stomach.

Black mist billowed from its face, and it couldn't help but moo like a cow, while black hairs grew all over its body.

At this moment, Yu Que was binding the bull demon, intending to transform it into his own stomach ghost and the household god of the six internal organs.

(End of this chapter)