Chapter 119 Nightfall. (Third update!)

The dilapidated palace.

As Zheng Que summoned him, His Highness rose into a thick fog, and within the fog, Qing Li's figure quietly appeared.

After taking in her surroundings, Qingli quickly knelt down and bowed respectfully, saying, "This humble servant greets Your Excellency!"

"Reporting to you, my lord, besides protecting that young human cultivator, I have also been diligently accumulating merit. To date, I have slain many ghosts, living up to your expectations..."

Zheng Que ignored her words. This Shu Family Fortress was extremely dangerous. The former owner of that Soul-Summoning Banner had even reached the [Scissors Prison] level of cultivation.

Although he is currently sealed and unable to leave the Ghost Cellar, it would be better for him to continue to improve the cultivation and strength of the three-headed ghost servants, just to be on the safe side.

Thinking of this, Zheng Que took advantage of the moment when Qing Li was kneeling and kowtowing, opened his palm with the character "令" on it, aimed it at Qing Li, and then quickly clenched his fist again to prevent the ghost servant in his palm from coming out again.

The next moment, a yin wind surrounded Qing Li, and yin energy gathered into a funnel shape, slowly rotating above her head and continuously pouring into her body.

Perhaps because she had just slain a seventh-level "fierce soul" from the [Tongue-Pulling Hell], Qing Li's Yin energy increased very rapidly and on an exceptionally large scale. The Yin energy funnel stretched across most of the hall, shrouding the area below in a dense darkness.

Qingli quickly thanked him repeatedly: "Your Excellency's judgment is astute... Your integrity is impeccable, and your justice is just..."

Zheng Que did not respond, but sat quietly in the armchair, watching this scene.

Soon, Qingli's Yin energy rose to the peak of the sixth level of the [Tongue-Pulling Prison], but the Yin energy funnel showed no sign of dissipating.

At this moment, Qing Li was surrounded by a cloud of yin energy, which surged rhythmically like the tides.

In the blink of an eye, the yin energy on his body surged, and he broke through the sixth level of the [Tongue-Pulling Prison] and entered the seventh level of the [Tongue-Pulling Prison].

Only then did the funnel of yin energy above her head gradually dissipate.

The chilling, swirling winds within the grand hall gradually subsided.

Feeling the change in her strength, Qing Li's face lit up with joy. She had reached the seventh level of the [Tongue-Pulling Prison]!

If I ever run into that bastard from the "Scissors Prison" again, I'll definitely slap him ten times!
Although that human child was very ignorant, he was still her pet. To ask her to kill her pet was an insult to her, a ghost destined by heaven!

At this moment, seeing that the yin energy on Qingli's body had completely stopped increasing, Zheng Li immediately said, "Step back."

Thick fog rose again below the hall, obscuring Qingli's figure. When the fog parted, the hall was empty.

Zheng Que then shouted, "Withered Orchid."

As the words fell, the mist parted and parted, revealing a girl in black clothes and a black umbrella—it was Ku Lan.

Upon appearing here, Ku Lan immediately knelt down and bowed: "This humble servant greets Your Excellency! Your Excellency, these past few days, this humble servant has been following that human cultivator closely, working diligently day and night, daring not to slack off in the slightest. But that female ghost is always neglecting her duties and is always thinking about absorbing the yang energy of that human cultivator to replenish her yin..."

Zheng Que pretended not to hear and directly opened his palm to enhance the yin energy.

Similar to Qingli earlier, Kulan's speed in increasing Yin energy was also extremely rapid this time.

Before long, he reached the peak of the fifth level of the [Tongue-Pulling Prison]. His Highness's voice showed no sign of stopping, and the churning Yin energy continued to rise.

Soon, the intensity of Kulan's Yin energy broke through to the sixth level of the [Tongue-Pulling Prison], and continued to increase for a while before slowly stopping.

Zheng Que calmly watched this scene, and he was not surprised by the current situation.

Without wasting any time, he immediately ordered Kulan to leave and then summoned Niannu in.

Unlike Qingli and Kulan, Niannu had been protecting him the whole time and hadn't killed any ghosts. Her Yin energy increase was very limited. Even after His Highness's Yin wind rose, his cultivation level remained at the fifth level of the [Tongue-Pulling Prison]. After boosting the cultivation of the three ghost servants, Zheng Que noticed that the black energy emanating from between his brows had significantly decreased.

Without further hesitation, he ordered Niannu to leave and began to wait quietly...

A moment later, the surrounding scenery shifted, and Zheng Que had returned to the small round hall of Shujiabao.

The three-headed ghost servants stood guard nearby, and the surrounding temperature dropped significantly, with an exceptionally strong yin energy. It was already night.

Zheng Que immediately opened his palm and released the tall ghost.

The tall, slender ghost stood like a pillar in the small round hall. After it appeared, it subconsciously looked around and, realizing it was no longer in the underworld, the look of fear and apprehension on its face vanished instantly, replaced by a ferocity born of its nature.

But upon seeing the "yi" tokens on Qingli, Kulan, and Niannu's waists, the tall ghost's expression became cautious once again.

At this moment, Zheng Que pointed at the tall ghost and bluntly instructed, "Go back to the ghost cellar first and keep an eye on that main soul for me."

"If the main spirit in the ghost cellar makes any move, come and report to me immediately!"

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Shujiabao.

Footsteps echoed through the passageway.

Li Lian walked cautiously.

"ten!"

As another round of counting ended, Li Lian continued walking forward, subconsciously counting again: "One!"

Soon, voices came from behind: "Two!"

"three!"

"Four……"

Li Lian felt increasingly uneasy. There didn't seem to be this many people with them just now.

strange!
Did I remember it wrong?
However, with Fellow Daoist Xiao Yiyang, who is at the seventh level of Qi Refining, present this time, nothing should go wrong...

Thinking of this, Li Li'an suddenly paused, "Fellow Daoist Xiao Yiyang?"

Fellow Daoist Xiao Yiyang should be in front of him, but now he's calling out the number "one," and there's no one in front of him at all!

This……

Li Li'an's hair stood on end, and his expression turned extremely terrified. Fellow Daoist Xiao Yiyang was not here!

He was the one walking in front, followed by the Jia siblings, who called out the numbers "two" and "three". Who called out the numbers after that?

Just as he was thinking this, Jia Miaoniang's voice suddenly came from behind him: "Fellow Daoist Ji, where are your ghost servants?"

Fellow Daoist Ji?
Li Li'an was immediately startled. Jia Miaoniang was probably calling out to Fellow Daoist Ji Mingjia, but in his memory, Ji Mingjia had not been acting with them at all!
Before the thought was even out of his mind, Li Li'an stopped in his tracks. His body stood stiff and motionless, completely out of his control, while his head mechanically turned 180 degrees to look at the Jia siblings behind him.

He immediately saw Jia Miaoniang and Jia Bin following closely behind. Behind the siblings were the elegantly dressed, short-bearded cultivator who had inquired about magical artifacts outside Shu Family Fortress, the thin, dark-skinned young cultivator, and many more cultivators who had previously followed Ji Mingjia to the ancestral hall...

(End of this chapter)

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