Cultivating Immortality from the Book of Life and Death

Chapter 366 The Unwise Ghost Servant. (Third update!)

Inside the dilapidated palace, a chilling wind howled through the cracks in the roof.

Zheng Que sat on the lame armchair, looking down at the ten trembling ghosts kneeling below.

He repeated the same operation as with the first "starving corpse" until he had quickly improved the cultivation of all ten ghosts.

At this time, all ten ghost servants had awakened their intelligence, and each ghost servant had ten different species talents, ghost skills, and yin arts combined!
Among them, three of the ghost servants had reached the ninth level of the [Tongue-Pulling Hell], while the others were at the eighth level of the [Tongue-Pulling Hell].

Looking at the ten ghost servants, Zheng Que remained calm. If he were to sell these ten ghost servants now, he would surely be able to fetch a high price.

However, these ten ghosts have now gained sentience and have seen their own physical forms. If they fall into the hands of other cultivators, they will pose a considerable threat to them.

After all, the butcher "ghost" he sold to the Merit Bureau of Taiping County last time had never seen his true face at all...

While pondering, Zheng Que raised the gavel and slammed it down heavily on the mottled long table.

Snapped! !

The gavel slammed onto the long table, producing a crisp, loud sound.

The ten ghost servants below the hall were struck as if by lightning, instantly frozen on the spot, seemingly bound by an invisible force, unable to move at all. At the same time, they exuded an aura of extreme fear, as if they had been scared out of their wits and had lost all fighting power and the will to resist.

Without hesitation, Zheng Que raised the gavel again and slammed it down on the mottled long table.

Snapped! ! !
The second sound was just louder in his ears, nothing special.

For the ten ghost servants who were already in a state of extreme terror, this was nothing short of adding insult to injury. The ten fierce-looking ghost servants instantly collapsed to the ground, as if all their bones had been removed in an instant, and they were almost covered in liquid.

The ghost servant's expression also vanished in an instant, all fear and apprehension turning into a dazed state, clearly devoid of any intelligence.

Seeing this, Zheng Que nodded in satisfaction.

He tested the effectiveness of the gavel as soon as he received it.

When the gavel is struck in the underworld, the sound can terrify the ghosts below, plunging them into immense fear. In this state, the ghosts cannot lie and answer whatever is asked.

Furthermore, for a certain period of time after returning to reality, they remain in this state of fear, during which time they will lose all combat abilities.

When the gavel is struck a second time, the sound of it will directly shock the ghosts below, causing them to lose all their intelligence and making it difficult for them to recover!

To prevent these sold ghost servants from leaking information about him, he cannot allow them to gain sentience!

After doing all this, Zheng Que did not hesitate and immediately used the [Ghost Control Technique] to take the ten completely dumbfounded ghost servants below into his palm.

Next, he relaxed his body, leaned back in the limping armchair, and waited quietly...

After some time, the Book of Life and Death absorbed all the black energy, condensed into an edict, and entered his brow.

The surrounding scenery began to ripple like flowing water, and soon Zheng Que returned to reality.

Inside the Spirit Sea Cave, spiritual energy was abundant. Although colorless and odorless, the entire cave exuded an unusually vibrant and lively atmosphere. As usual, Qingli and Niannu swung on the swings from the ceiling, their skirts billowing in gusts of cold wind. Kulan sat on a chair not far from Zheng Que, her hands resting on a black silk umbrella. She appeared serene and composed, but her head was constantly turning back and forth, almost never stopping.

Zheng Que's gaze swept over the three ghost servants, then he glanced at the door of the casting room. Just like before, the door was tightly closed, clearly indicating that Shu Yunying had not yet come out.

He stood up and walked towards the spell testing room.

Judging from the layout, this is a side hall. The floor is paved with long strips of bluestone, which are very well made with fine and almost invisible gaps. At first glance, it looks like a whole large bluestone was flattened. The floor, walls and ceiling are all covered with dense runes. Zheng Que glanced at them and found that these runes were mostly for reinforcement, isolation and confinement, and their purpose was to confine the fluctuations of magic inside.

In the center of the magic testing room stood a stone sculpture resembling a demon, with a blue face and fangs, baring its teeth and claws, and a venomous expression. The sculpture was so lifelike that it seemed to be a frozen ghost, ready to devour someone. It was the image of a demon that one would feel disgusted at first glance.

On the base of the statue are several lines of text, explaining that this is a puppet used to test spells. It has strong defensive capabilities, and cultivators can attack it at will.

After carefully reading the explanation, Zheng Que immediately used the [Ghost Control Technique] to release the ten ghost servants he had just prepared in the underworld.

After the ten ghost servants landed, they emerged from the blood-red light with ferocious and malevolent appearances, but their expressions were blank and they stood motionless, seemingly completely unaware of what to do.

Just in case, Zheng Que immediately reached out and grabbed the head of one of the ghost servants, using the Soul Searching Technique.

As the spell was activated, a powerful torrent of information instantly flooded into his mind.

In just a breath, Zheng Que immediately stopped, quickly retreating several steps, a deep look of fear flashing in his eyes.

This ghost servant's current memories are filled with overwhelming fear!
If his soul hadn't been extremely stable, and if he hadn't released his grip in time, he too would have been affected by this fear!

In a flash, Zheng Que quickly regained his composure. The fact that the Soul Searching Technique couldn't search the memories of these ten ghost servants was undoubtedly a good thing for him.

Now, let's test the strength of these ten ghost servants again. Tomorrow, we can give them to Lu Maohong and have him take action for him.

Thinking of this, Zheng Que immediately controlled the ten ghostly creatures to attack the evil spirit statue in the testing room...

Boom boom boom...

A moment later, the test was completed.

Zheng Que wasn't sure if it was just his imagination, but he felt that these ten brainless ghost servants were actually easier to control than normal ghost servants!
Aside from those complex instructions that they couldn't understand and therefore couldn't carry out, basically, the ten ghost servants could immediately execute any instructions Zheng Que gave using magic, without the slightest resistance or hesitation.

As for strength, it's definitely not comparable to the female ghosts like Qing Li when they were at the eighth or ninth level of the [Tongue-Pulling Prison].

But dealing with other ghosts of the same level should be quite easy...

After completing all the tests, Zheng Que took out an empty soul-nourishing bag and put all ten ghost servants into it.

The specific time for the Xuanyuanfang auction is four days later.

It's getting late, so I won't bother Lu Maohong. I should go and cultivate with Ku Lan first and improve my cultivation level as soon as possible.

While pondering, Zheng Que strode out of the spell testing room...

(End of this chapter)