Movie variety show soul travels between two worlds to become a rich man

Chapter 766 The essence of cultivation is plunder!
Grief and rage overwhelmed everything, including her rational assessment of the disparity in strength. Like a madwoman, she charged at Gao Dongxu again, her fists flying wildly, driven solely by a desire to destroy this demon with her!

Faced with her moth-to-a-flame attack, Gao Dongxu didn't even move his feet. He simply smiled and tilted his head back slightly, easily dodging the harmless fist, and even had the leisure to sniff the faintly fragrant wind that brushed past his nose.

The next second, his right hand shot out like a venomous snake that had been lurking for a long time!
Precise, ruthless, and merciless!
He grabbed Gu Lian's long, snow-white neck directly!
With a slight effort, he easily lifted her off the ground!

"Uh... let... go..." Gu Lian's face instantly turned from red to purple due to lack of oxygen. Her hands futilely tried to pry open Gao Dongxu's iron-like fingers, and her long, straight legs kicked and struggled weakly in the air, but she couldn't touch Gao Dongxu at all.

All resistance, in the face of absolute power, becomes a desperate and pitiful death throes.

Gao Dongxu's hands were like iron clamps, and no matter how much Gu Lian struggled, she couldn't budge them an inch. Lack of oxygen blurred her vision, and her kicking legs gradually weakened, but the hatred and defiance in her eyes remained undiminished.

"Tsk, what a wild horse." Gao Dongxu admired her breathtaking beauty, made even more stunning by pain and anger, a hint of amusement and absolute control in his smile. "However, I love seeing you so defiant. No matter how stubborn you are, you'll eventually have to learn to submit."

He loosened his grip slightly, allowing Gu Lian to breathe in a little air, and she coughed violently, but he did not let go of the hand that was gripping her throat.

"Why... what do you... want..." Gu Lian's voice was hoarse, filled with despair.

"What do I want?" Gao Dongxu chuckled, his other free hand gently stroking her short pink hair and brushing across her burning cheeks, the gesture frivolous and insulting.

"Wasn't I clear enough? I've taken a liking to you. The camera I got needs two guardian spirits, and you've been chosen. I like strong, capable women."

He leaned closer, almost touching Gu Lian's ear, and whispered, "Once you become my camera guardian spirit, you will obey me completely. I will nurture you well and give you enough yang energy every day so that you can grow up quickly."

Gu Lian's body trembled violently, and for the first time, her eyes revealed an emotion other than hatred—deep fear. She could be unafraid of her soul being scattered, but she could not accept living in the shadow of her enemy from now on, obeying his every command and serving him with her life.

"You...you demon..." Her voice trembled, filled with helplessness.

"Thank you for the compliment." Gao Dongxu smiled even more broadly, glancing at the ghost general who had devoured two ghost messengers. The ghost general, riding a ghost horse, stood silently behind him like the most loyal guard, exuding a suffocatingly cold aura.

With a leisurely pace, he activated the Ghost Seal. The next second, the ghost general transformed into a cloud of pure Yin ghost mist and entered the Ghost Seal.

Connecting his consciousness to the Moon Spirit Tree, Gao Dongxu disappeared the next moment, his hand gripping Gu Lian's neck.

Under the Moon Spirit Tree, two figures appeared, and Gao Dongxu released his hand.

Gu Lian fell to the ground, clutching her neck and gasping for breath, coughing incessantly. She didn't get up immediately, but kept her head down, her short pink hair obscuring her expression, only her thin shoulders trembling slightly could be seen.

"Help me change the ownership of the camera—" Gao Dongxu said as he took out the camera and placed it on the tree trunk.

Upon hearing this, Gu Lian stopped trembling. She slowly raised her head, her beautiful eyes, which had been filled with determination and liveliness, now staring in shock as the dry, thick tree trunk slowly swallowed the camera. The blush on her cheeks faded, leaving them as pale as paper.

She looked at Gao Dongxu's confident smile, then glanced at the legendary Moon Spirit Tree, and stared in disbelief at the camera slowly emerging from the tree trunk again.

"Swish—"

The leaves of the Moon Spirit Tree swayed, making a rustling sound.

Gao Dongxu smiled with satisfaction and said calmly, "I'm not easily intimidated. If you've got the guts, take it back from me—"

As he spoke, he bit his index finger, dripped blood onto the camera, activated his spiritual energy, and took a picture of Gu Lian, who was slumped on the ground.

"puff--"

A blinding white light flashed, and Gao Dongxu sensed a new, freely controllable consciousness within the camera that had been branded with his own mark.

A smug smile appeared on Gao Dongxu's face as he looked down at the beautiful and aloof Gu Lian. Very slowly, bit by bit, he propped himself up, knelt down, and then bowed his head deeply.

"...Master, my lord."

These three words seemed to have exhausted all her strength and dignity; her voice was so soft it was almost inaudible, yet it struck the empty garden like a heavy hammer.

Gao Dongxu smiled with satisfaction. He stepped forward and gently lifted Gu Lian's chin with his toes, forcing her to look at him.

"Very good. See how good I am to you? I haven't erased your past memories, so you should be grateful, understand?" He spoke gently. "From now on, you're my ghost. Now, come with me, I'm going to test if it's 'ice-smooth' or not..."

After saying that, he turned around, not even glancing at the lifeless body on the ground, and walked straight toward the stone moon gate.

Gu Lian sat there blankly for a moment, the last glimmer of light in her eyes extinguished. She struggled to her feet, her body still swaying, and finally, step by step, like a walking corpse, she followed her new master's back.

Beneath the Moon Spirit Tree, Zhang Manyue appeared, now dressed in a black cloak-adorned dress. Her fists were clenched tightly, her knuckles white, and her face was filled with grief and helplessness at the loss of her kind.

She stared at Gu Lian's soulless back, her eyes filled with anger as she questioned the Moon Spirit Tree, "Why? Why did you aid and abet the wicked?"

"Shh shh shh—" The Moon Spirit Tree was silent for a moment, then began to sway its branches and leaves.

"A cultivator?!" The next moment, Zhang Manyue's beautiful face showed shock and panic. Her almond-shaped eyes widened, her already pale face became even paler, and her red lips trembled.

"Impossible... How could this be? How could there still be cultivators..."

Having witnessed the power, cruelty, greed, and selfishness of cultivators, Zhang Manyue's trembling red lips murmured incessantly. It was precisely because she had witnessed the power, cruelty, greed, and selfishness of cultivators that she was so terrified.

You must understand that for cultivators, vengeful spirits and evil ghosts are all materials for them to make magical artifacts and treasures. These outcasts are lambs to the slaughter when facing cultivators, or even less than lambs, just materials.

Thinking of the ghost seal that Gao Dongxu had taken out before, and the ghost general that appeared, the extremely distant memories came back to her. No wonder she felt a familiar palpitation. That seal was undoubtedly similar to the pitch-black banner she had seen before. Both were magical artifacts for capturing and controlling ghosts.

"Gudong-"

Cold sweat beaded on Zhang Manyue's pale face as she asked in a trembling voice, "Didn't you say that in the Dharma-ending Age, there is no spiritual energy left in heaven and earth? How could there still be cultivators?"

"Swish—"

"You don't know either? Maybe he's the last cultivator?" Zhang Manyue finally understood why Gao Dongxu's personality was so greedy, domineering, and wicked.

To put it bluntly, the essence of cultivation is plunder!
How to become an immortal?

One can become an immortal by plundering heaven and earth, or by absorbing all things.

In the final stages of cultivating immortality, compassion disappears, replaced by a cold, ruthless process of devouring, because, in their eyes, all things in the world are nourishment.

Zhang Manyue's face grew increasingly grim. Suddenly, a flash of inspiration struck her. Her almond-shaped eyes widened, her red lips trembled violently, and she asked the Moon Spirit Tree in a trembling voice, "You... do you want to attach yourself to him?"

"Swish—"

After a brief silence, the Moon Spirit Tree gently swayed its branches.

Zhang Manyue gave a bitter, beautiful smile and said in a trembling voice, "Can you let me leave?"

A sudden gust of wind swept through the garden, causing Zhang Manyue's hair to flutter wildly and her clothes to rustle.

"Swish—"

"I'm not afraid of death, I've lived too long—" Zhang Manyue shouted hysterically, her red lips trembling.

"Shh..."

The tree was covered in unopened purple buds, which began to fall. Zhang Manyue looked at the buds that had fallen onto her tear-streaked face and said with a self-deprecating, poignant smile, "You really were lying to me—"

When the Moon Spirit Flower blooms, liberation is attained; when it withers, destiny ends.

The prophecy that had been awaited for over a thousand years turned out to be nothing more than a hoax.

"boom--"

"Asi..."

In a luxurious, magnificent mansion in the underworld, the king who ruled over the rebellious hell felt he had completely lost control of the camera of resurrection. He immediately threw his champagne glass on the floor, furious and cursing angrily.

The ghost messengers serving around him all fell silent, kneeling and prostrating themselves on the ground, not daring to raise their heads.

"Ashi——"

The rage of betraying the King of Hell was beyond measure, yet she had nowhere to vent it. She took out her phone, her beautiful face as cold as ice, and dialed the Jade Emperor, the president of the Carousel Guild.

"Hey—what kind of mess did you make? Why did the camera completely cut off all contact with me...? I won't listen! Since you took my money, you have to find the camera for me. Otherwise, the souls your company sends out in the future will never escape the hell of betrayal!"

In the office of the chairman of the revolving lantern, Yu Huang hung up the phone with a gloomy face, frowned and dialed Gu Lian's number, but no one answered.

She guessed that something might have happened to the Goo Love Group. Thinking of Jang Man-wol's terrible personality at the Hotel Moon, she had no choice but to call Park Joong-gil, the most capable, the most powerful, the first to die in the company, and the most powerful extradition team leader.

After explaining the situation to Park Joong-gil, Jade Emperor frowned and said, "There might be a problem with the Goo-ryeong group. Go find Jang Man-wol and ask her to release the people. At the same time, use the Death Note to forcibly take away the souls of those two women and force them to hand over the camera!"

“Yes—” Park Joong-gil’s face was ashen, his eyes flashing with cold light, and he nodded decisively in agreement.

(End of this chapter)