Cultivating Immortality from the Book of Life and Death

Chapter 289 Like a Dream (First Update!)

Upon hearing this, Zheng Que instantly regained his senses.

He's still at Wanshan Temple!
All that talk about cultivating in the prefectural city, participating in the imperial examination for immortals, being recommended by the governor, entering the royal city, and astonishing everyone with his skills... including falling in love at first sight with the regent princess, it was all a lie!

He has always been in Wanshan Temple and has never left.

The regent princess who was cultivating with him just now was actually Mu Xian Gu.

The assassin who just tried to kill him was actually the Ghost Bride.

If it weren't for the Ghost Bride and Mu Xiangu stopping him, the consequences would have been unimaginable if he had actually used the [Sacrifice of Life and Death Technique]!

Is this voice, which claims to be difficult to kill, the "Yao" that the Dream Master mentioned before?
When the other person said "that guy just now," were they referring to Chen Zhentao?

In a flash, Zheng Li immediately said to Mu Xiangu and the ghost bride, "Protect me!"

Before he could finish speaking, he hurriedly stopped cultivating, rolled out of bed, and quickly looked behind him.

The guest room was exactly the same as before. The direction he was looking was empty; apart from the crumpled bedding, there wasn't a single person in sight. In this room, there were only him, Mu Xiangu, and the Ghost Bride.

There was no other person, nor any other ghost.

Not seeing the "Yao" who wanted to kill him, Zheng Que did not hesitate and immediately took out a set of clothes from his storage bag and quickly put them on.

At this moment, seeing Zheng Que get off the bed, Mu Xiangu waved her slender arm, and her clothes automatically put on. In the blink of an eye, the wrinkles were smoothed out, the collar was closed, and the ornaments slowly fell down, and she had returned to a dignified and elegant appearance.

Neither of the two female ghosts said a word; they immediately stood guard on either side of Zheng Que.

After glancing around the room, Zheng Que breathed a sigh of relief and quickly said, "Let's go!"

Immediately afterwards, he led the two female ghosts and quickly left the guest room.

As soon as he stepped outside, Zheng Que saw the soul-summoning banner stuck diagonally in the ground once again.

He picked up the Soul-Summoning Banner and found that it was similar to what he had seen in the illusion earlier; Qingli and Niannu were both inside the banner.

Seeing that Shu Yunying and Kulan were not there, Zheng Que immediately shook the soul-summoning banner. The black banner fluttered softly, blowing out gusts of fierce soul wind. The soul wind howled and raged, sweeping in all directions.

Soon, guided by the soul wind, Shu Yunying and Ku Lan drifted back to Crane Rest Hall from other parts of the temple.

Having found his ghost servant, Zheng Que did not hesitate at all. He immediately led a group of female ghosts toward the gate of the Taoist temple.

Step, step, step...

With hurried footsteps, he walked through courtyards and houses until he finally saw the familiar screen wall.

Just as Zheng Que turned past the screen wall, he saw a row of people crowded together, blocking the gate.

The leader of these people was an old man in a green robe, none other than Lu Maohong!
The people around Lu Maohong were all very familiar, including Linghu Yuniang, who were all cultivators who had survived the tax escort mission.

These cultivators, their eyes unfocused and their expressions blank, stood rigidly blocking Zheng Que's path, clearly all under their influence.

Zheng Que immediately stopped and looked at them warily.

However, the Ghost Bride and Mu Xiangu beside her did not hesitate at all and immediately attacked, killing all these cultivators in just a few breaths!
Upon seeing this, Zheng Que frowned, but considering his own situation, he didn't say anything and immediately walked out of the Taoist temple gate.

Outside the gate, the mountains and waters are beautiful, and the orange and yellow leaves reflect the sunlight in a colorful and magnificent way.

The mountain road winds its way into the depths of the dense forest, where the tinkling sound of a stream can be heard, creating a serene atmosphere.

The moment Zheng Que led the group of female ghosts across the threshold, the entire Wanshan Temple vanished in an instant.

All that remained was a grove of mixed trees, with no trace of any buildings.

Zheng Que looked around and let out a long sigh of relief. He was finally away from this "strange" place!

Since Lu Maohong and others were dead, and the taxes had all been left at Wanshan Temple, Zheng Que then went to the prefectural city alone.

With two female ghosts at the peak of the [Scissors Prison] level, Ghost Bride and Mu Xian Gu, escorting him, he made very smooth progress and soon arrived at the prefectural city.

However, without Lu Maohong's help in introducing him this time, he could only rent a small house in the city to cultivate as a rogue cultivator.

Perhaps due to his extraordinary talent, Zheng Que quickly cultivated to the ninth level of Qi Refining, but gradually, he began to realize that something was wrong.

Ever since arriving in this prefectural city, he's felt like he's left something behind...

Not long after, people from Xuanyuan Pavilion came to investigate the cause of Chen Zhentao's death and quickly found his connection to him.

The cultivators from the prefecture stormed into the small house, broke down the door, and brought Zheng Que before a beautiful and elegantly dressed female cultivator.

This female cultivator had arched eyebrows and almond-shaped eyes, her pupils as bright and sparkling as jewels. She wore a green robe and a yellow skirt, with a shawl draped with fluttering flowers. She claimed to be Nie Wanrui, the granddaughter of the Grand Elder of Xuanyuan Pavilion, and originally Chen Zhentao's fiancée.

After investigating, it was learned that Zheng Que had obtained the "Law". Nie Wanrui immediately ordered that Zheng Que be taken to Xuanyuan Pavilion to await his judgment.

However, on the way to Xuanyuan Pavilion, Zheng Que encountered a ghostly disturbance, and only Zheng Que and Nie Wanrui survived.

Furthermore, Nie Wanrui is under a love curse, and only through dual cultivation can she survive.

In order to save her, Zheng Que had no choice but to use the [Yin Yang Harmony Secret Manual] on Nie Wanrui...

Feeling the significant increase in spiritual power within his body, Zheng Que immediately understood that this was the opportunity for him to build a Heavenly Grade Dao Foundation!

"strangeness!"

"Why do I always feel like something's missing?"

"Cultivation techniques, spells, elixirs... even magical artifacts, I have everything I need now..."

"what exactly is it?"

"'law'?"

"wrong!"

"The reason why Nie Wanrui can cultivate with me must be because of the 'rules'..."

"what is that?"

Zheng Que pondered deeply, searching for an answer. Beneath him, Nie Wanrui glared at him with a resistant expression, yet offered no resistance.

After thinking it over, Zheng Que finally realized the reason... he had avoided a calamity!
So much time has passed since he left Wanshan Temple, yet his calamity has yet to arrive!
I am still living in an illusion!
Just then, a furious shout filled with murderous intent suddenly rang out beside him: "You audacious madman! How dare you insult a disciple of my Xuanyuan Pavilion!"

"Suffer a quick death!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Zheng Que saw a graceful and slender figure rushing towards him.

At the same time, Nie Wanrui, who was beneath Zheng Que, quickly cried out, "Master's wife, save me!"

Seeing the newcomer's aggressive aura and overwhelming power, as if he could kill him on the spot with a wave of his hand, Zheng Que frowned immediately. He was now certain that everything in front of him was an illusion!

But his strong intuition told him that if he were hit by that palm strike, he would really die!

For a moment, he was completely unsure whether this palm strike was a reflection of reality.

Or is it that my own perception is being influenced by illusions?

(End of this chapter)