Cultivating Immortality from the Book of Life and Death

Chapter 370 Fairy Yanluo. (First Update!)

After leaving Heming Tower, Zheng Que and Lu Maohong remained silent for a while, walking quickly towards the outside of Xuanyuanfang.

After walking for a while and seeing that no one was around, Zheng Que then asked telepathically, "Senior Lu, now that things are like this, does Heming Tower think that group of ghost servants were sent by the imperial court?"

Lu Maohong smiled slightly and quickly replied via telepathy: "Ordinary cultivators would never be able to obtain ghost servants of that quality."

"Plus, the two of us are both government officials."

“Even if we hadn’t said anything, Heminglou would have been the first to think of the imperial court.”

"More importantly, when I came to the prefectural city before, I never had any private matters; all of them were official business related to the imperial court."

“That Manager Ren from earlier may seem unfamiliar with me, but in fact, this is not the first time we have met.”

"Therefore, if Heming Tower doesn't investigate, that's fine. But if they intend to secretly investigate my activities in the prefectural city over the years, they will be even more convinced that these ghost servants come from the imperial court."

"At the very least, it was done by some high-ranking official in the imperial court..."

"If they were smarter, they might investigate you too. You were summoned privately by the Prefect just the other day and stayed in the floating island cave that the Prefect had been renting for a long time. Who knows if those ghost servants were given to you by the Prefect?"

Upon hearing this, Zheng Que was slightly taken aback, but quickly realized what he meant...

He's just feeling guilty, which is why he keeps worrying about this and that.

However, the reality is that the ten ghost servants he took out this time were not something a normal Qi Refining stage cultivator could possess.

Heminglou wouldn't take him seriously at all!

Given what Lu Maohong has said, from an outsider's perspective, there is absolutely no reason to doubt him, a mere Qi Refining stage cultivator...

At this moment, Lu Maohong continued to transmit his voice, saying, "Actually, the most important thing about this matter is that you have gained the appreciation of the Prefect."

"These ghost servants are extraordinary, but in reality, they are just the [Tongue-Pulling Hell]."

"Even if Heming Tower is very capable, and they eventually discover some flaws, they would never make an enemy of the Prefect just for a group of ghost servants from the Tongue-Pulling Prison."

"In this world, strength reigns supreme."

"Unless you still possess a batch of ghost servants from the Iron Tree Prison, as long as the Prefect is here, even if you openly tried to sell those ghost servants from the Tongue-Pulling Prison at Crane Cry Tower, nothing would happen."

The ghost servants of [Iron Tree Prison]...

I really do have this!

Zheng Que's expression stiffened slightly, but he quickly recovered and said, "Thank you for the reminder, senior."

Lu Maohong stroked his long beard and replied with a smile, "Since we're going to act, let's act it out completely."

"Let's not go back right away. Let's take a stroll around the government office first."

Do you have any difficulties in your cultivation?

"If there is any, I would like to ask the Prefect..."

Difficulties in cultivation?

There really is one!
Thinking of this, Zheng Que quickly said, "There is one that is related to 'law'."

Without hesitation, Lu Maohong immediately said, "In that case, let's go!"

As they spoke, the two changed direction and headed straight for the government office.

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Crane Cry Tower.

In the ornately decorated corridor, Ren Duanwen carried the Soul-Nourishing Bag and hurried along. He walked on the thick brocade carpet to the end of the corridor, and after skillfully turning a few corners, a bronze door appeared at the far end.

The bronze door is carved with intricate patterns of vines and flowers, and on each side is a celadon ram-shaped porcelain candlestick with a brown glaze, each holding a glowing green flame that illuminates the area in front of the door in a cool, ethereal way.

Boom boom boom!
Ren Duanwen stopped at the door, quickly tidied his appearance, then raised his hand and knocked three times slowly. He then bowed his head respectfully and said, "Senior Yanluo, I have important matters to report!"

After he finished speaking, there was no response from inside the door; all was silent.

Ren Duanwen didn't dare to make a sound, keeping his eyes down and waiting patiently at the door.

Time passed slowly, and after a long while, a sweet, slightly charming voice finally came from inside the door: "What is it?"

Ren Duanwen immediately straightened up, bowed his head and quickly said, "Reporting to senior, I have just acquired a batch of ghost servants of very high quality."

“Each of these ghost servants possesses ten talents, ghost skills, and Yin arts.”

"Moreover, their strength and speed far surpass ordinary ghosts of the same realm, and they can even fight against beings of higher levels!"

"However, these ghost servants seem a bit abnormal."

"For example, the 'drowning' skill of the 'water ghost' is a ghost skill that only ghosts related to water can comprehend. However, one of the 'starving corpses' among these ghost servants has mastered the 'drowning' skill."

“There’s also a 'vengeful spirit'…”

Before Ren Duanwen could finish speaking, the voice from inside the door interrupted him calmly: "Such a trivial matter?"

Upon hearing this, Ren Duanwen's face turned pale, and he quickly knelt down with a thud, his voice trembling with fear as he said, "Senior Yanluo, the one who sent this batch of ghost servants is... is a person from the imperial court, so... so this subordinate..."

At this moment, the beings inside the room seemed to be getting impatient, and the tightly closed bronze door suddenly opened a crack.

The crevice was dark and deep, and nothing could be seen inside.

The next moment, Ren Duanwen felt his hand go empty. The soul-nourishing bag containing ten ghost servants had been taken away from him by a distance, and the bronze door closed tightly again.

Watching this scene, he breathed a sigh of relief, but felt a strange tension in his heart.

Those ten ghost servants are so strange!

He was worried that his appraisal was wrong and would have a negative impact on the auction to be held in three days, so after much hesitation, he decided to come and find Senior Yanluo...

If those ghost servants are not the problem, and it's just that I'm ignorant, then it's fine.

If those ghost servants really have any hidden dangers, or have done something wrong, with Senior Yanluo intervening, they can keep an eye on things and prevent the reputation of Heming Tower from being ruined.

Just as Ren Duanwen was thinking rapidly, a shrill scream suddenly came from inside the door...

"what!!!"

The scream was extremely shrill, filled with intense fear, and even the tone of the voice had changed considerably.

That's... Senior Yanluo's voice?!
what happened? ?

Ren Duanwen was stunned, wondering if he had misheard.
Just then, the bronze door opened again, and the soul-nourishing bag that had just been taken away flew out and landed back in Ren Duanwen's hand.

Then, the sound came from inside again, but this time it carried a hint of barely concealed turmoil...

"These ten ghost servants cannot be searched for souls; the others will be auctioned off according to the normal procedure."

"Send one of your men to bid on one of the ghost servants."

"After the auction ends, bring the person who sold these ten ghost servants to me!"

(End of this chapter)