Cultivating Immortality from the Book of Life and Death

Chapter 113 The Ghostly Cellar. (Third update!)

At this moment, Qing Li snorted coldly, her body trembled, and she immediately stretched out four arms. Instantly, each arm grew rapidly, like a venomous snake emerging from its hole, sweeping across several feet, intersecting like scissors, and grabbing at the four ghosts charging at the front.

She moved with lightning speed, grabbing the four ghosts by the neck in the blink of an eye and slamming them to the ground.

At the same time, figures appeared under Kulan's umbrella, and one after another, figures dressed in black and wearing black umbrellas quickly emerged.

These figures, identical to her original form, surged into the ghost cellar like a tide, blocking the other ghosts rushing towards Zheng Que.

Boom boom boom boom...

In a single exchange, the numerous ghosts that rushed out of the ghost cellar were immediately pushed aside by Qingli and Kulan.

The "fierce spirit" at the seventh level of the [Tongue-Pulling Hell] immediately raised its head and let out an angry roar. Then, a sharp giant claw emerged from the body of the blurry black shadow and grabbed at Qing Li.

Qingli's gaze immediately locked onto the "fierce spirit," and a thick hemp rope appeared around the "fierce spirit's" neck, suddenly hoisting it up.

At this moment, Kulan's upper body remained in its original shape, while her head, like a clock, turned backward with a clicking sound. All the ghosts in the ghost cellar, including the seven "fierce souls" of the [Tongue-Pulling Prison] that were hanging in mid-air, had their heads uncontrollably turn backward as well.

Amidst the crisp cracking sound, numerous ghosts immediately let out a series of shrill screams.

With all four arms exerting force, Qing Li snapped the necks of the four ghostly creatures in her hands. As the yin energy spread, the bodies of the four ghostly creatures disintegrated, turning into a chilling yin wind that howled into the passageway, causing Zheng Que's robes to flutter.

Qingli immediately charged towards the seven-layered "fierce soul" of the [Tongue-Pulling Prison] that was hanging up.

Having suffered repeated heavy blows, this "fierce spirit" unleashed its ferocity. The surrounding yin energy suddenly erupted, and as black smoke billowed, its body turned crimson, expanding like an inflated balloon, instantly snapping the rope suspending it.

Seeing this, Zheng Que immediately understood that this was a ghostly technique, [Berserk].

It seems to be a ghostly skill that "evil spirits" can learn particularly easily.

bang bang bang...

The next moment, Qingli instantly engaged in battle with this "fierce soul" at the seventh level of the [Tongue-Pulling Hell], causing the winds to rise and the yin energy to ripple.

However, despite the fact that this "fierce soul" had a higher cultivation level and was also blessed with the [Berserk] buff, the difference between the two in a direct confrontation was extremely large. In just a short while, it was completely suppressed by Qing Li.

boom! !

[Tongue-Pulling Prison] The sevenfold "fierce soul" was quickly sent flying by Qing Li's attack. Before it even hit the ground, it was hoisted up by a hemp rope.

Qingli gave the "fierce spirit" no chance to breathe, and with her fingers like knives, she stabbed at its head, neck, heart and other vital parts.

Puff puff……

Amidst the continuous muffled thuds, Qingli gained the upper hand.

At the same moment, the withered orchid and its numerous clones, their skirts fluttering, all disappeared under the umbrella.

Suddenly, countless black umbrellas appeared in the sky above the blood-soaked ghost cellar.

These umbrellas, like dandelions floating in the sky, drifted towards the numerous ghosts.

The ghostly creature, resembling a burly man, was just covered by a black silk umbrella when its body immediately burst into black flames.

The flames were cold and menacing, lacking any semblance of the intense heat of a typical fire.

But it clung to the burly ghost, and no matter how much it struggled, rolled, or roared, it showed no sign of extinguishing. In the blink of an eye, it burned the burly ghost, causing it to scream in agony, its yin energy drastically diminishing. In the blink of an eye, the burly ghost's body rapidly contracted, its yin energy turning into swirling black ash, seemingly about to vanish into nothingness! Seeing this, a fat ghost beside it suddenly stretched out its sharp claws, grabbing at the black umbrella that was floating towards its head. But as soon as its body was covered by the black umbrella, its entire body burst into flames like a lit candle.

Another blurry, insect-like, ghostly creature saw a black silk umbrella floating towards it and immediately tried to dodge.

But it quickly lost its bearings and rushed directly under the umbrella, its body instantly ignited...

"Ho ho ho..."

"Roar!"

"Uh uh uh……"

A series of shrill screams suddenly echoed from the ghost cellar, and as the screams abruptly ceased, the number of ghosts rapidly decreased.

Zheng Que stood in the passageway, quietly watching this scene.

There were far more ghosts in this haunted cellar than I had anticipated.

Once these ghosts are cleared out, Qing Li's cultivation level will basically be able to reach the seventh level of the [Tongue-Pulling Hell].

Kulan should also be able to reach level six of [Tongue-Pulling Hell]...

As I pondered, the intense fighting subsided quickly, and the battle was over.

The "fierce soul" at the seventh level of the [Tongue-Pulling Hell] was completely destroyed by Qing Li on the spot, leaving nothing behind.

The other ghosts were also dealt with by Kulan.

Just moments ago, the Ghost Cellar was a hellish place filled with blood and flesh, and teeming with ghosts. Now, only a single, dying ghost at the sixth level of the [Tongue-Pulling Hell] remains.

This ghostly creature was tall and thin; if it stood there, it would reach the top of the ghost cellar. Its head was flat and round, vaguely triangular. It had no eyes, ears, or nose... only a vertical mouth that split from its head all the way to its waist, making it look very strange.

At this moment, he was beaten to the ground by Ku Lan. He struggled a few times but could not get up. He could not even move. The Yin energy around him was almost invisible, and his body had become transparent.

The ghost cellar fell completely silent, with no other noises.

Once he was certain the situation was under control, Zheng Que led Niannu slowly out of the passageway and into the Ghost Cellar.

Seeing Zheng Que approach, Ku Lan's figure flickered, she retracted all her split bodies, quickly walked to Zheng Que's side, and softly reported, "Young master, I specially selected this ghost creature, which can fetch you a good price."

Upon hearing this, Zheng Que nodded in satisfaction. Ku Lan was indeed sensible!
However, the reason he kept a ghost this time was not to actually sell it for spirit stones at the offering shop, but to use it to find out the specific situation of Shu Family Fortress.

Although the Jia siblings had visited Shujiabao once before and knew a lot of information, not to mention that their description of the mission contained many inaccuracies, the information they possessed was certainly far inferior to that of the ghosts in Shujiabao.

Of course, it would be impossible for an ordinary cultivator to extract information from a ghost that has little intelligence.

But he is different!
With the underworld around, he had plenty of ways to get this ghost to tell him everything it knew.

Unless he asks the question, the ghost itself doesn't know the answer...

While pondering, Zheng Que immediately opened his palm and began to perform the [Ghost Control Technique].

(End of this chapter)