Cultivating Immortality from the Book of Life and Death

Chapter 392 Settling Accounts After the Autumn Harvest. (Second Update!)

Crane Cry Tower, at the entrance.

A large group of cultivators formed a circle, completely blocking the three people in the center.

Ping Pong Pong...

The sounds of punches and kicks could be heard from time to time from the crowd.

"Don't, don't fight..."

"That's Taiping County, and the cultivators are from Taiping County..."

"Ahhhhh!!"

“We really don’t know that Zheng Que. He’s not a cultivator from Hengshui County at all…”

"Spare me! Spare me... Ah!!"

bang bang bang...

The sounds of flesh being struck repeatedly rang out. Feng Guangchang, Mao Yanxin, Yuan Zhonghao, and Jing Zhengjie stood by with their arms crossed, none of them personally lifting a finger.

Those who are making moves right now are all their subordinates.

The four men all had grim expressions. They had left Heming Tower ahead of time to block the path of that young punk from the auction earlier!
Now all four of them want to settle scores with Zheng Que. Among them, Feng Guangchang had his [Soul Puppet] inner core stolen by Zheng Que at the recent auction.

Mao Yanxin had his eye on the [Rouge Demon], but Zheng Que raised the price several times, which led to the disciples of the Heavenly Artifact Sect intervening and snatching the [Rouge Demon] away.

He couldn't retaliate against the disciples of the Heavenly Artifact Sect, so he could only hold Zheng Que responsible.

Yuan Zhonghao had tried to bid on a spell during the auction, but Zheng Que raised the price several times. Although he eventually won the spell, he ended up spending tens of thousands of spirit stones more!
As for Jing Zhengjie, he was outbid by Zheng Que when they were bidding for the [Flowing Cloud Guidance] technique.

However, Zheng Que, the real culprit, hasn't shown up yet; instead, these three scoundrels from Hengshui County have come out first...

At this moment, Yuan Zhonghao spoke up, saying, "These three people may not be well-known, but they're certainly tough."

"It seems that young man is one of the promising candidates from Hengshui County to participate in the Immortal Examination this time?"

"Everyone, put in some effort and help them wake up!"

"But don't kill them. This is the prefectural city after all. We can't let anyone die here."

"I, Yuan, would like to see how long that brat can hide in this Crane Cry Tower!"

Feng Guangchang, standing beside him, nodded with a gloomy expression and immediately said, "Since he is a promising candidate for the Immortal Examination, we must show him mercy and give the imperial court some face."

"How about this, I only want the inner core of that [Soul Puppet], plus that kid's tongue."

Mao Yanxin turned his neck from side to side and suddenly let out a sinister laugh, saying in a cold voice, "That kid was bidding very aggressively just now, he obviously has a lot of spirit stones on him."

"All the spirit stones are mine!"

"I also want that kid's eyes, after all, that kid is blind!"

Upon hearing this, Yuan Zhonghao frowned slightly. He also wanted the spirit stones on Zheng Que's body, but seeing that Mao Yanxin had taken the lead, he thought for a moment and then said coldly, "At the auction just now, that kid didn't bid on a single pill, so he should have plenty of pills on him."

"All the pills belong to me, Yuan!"

After they finished speaking, the three looked at Jing Zhengjie, who was the last one. Jing Zhengjie was a man of few words. He paused for a moment before speaking, "I only want the [Flowing Cloud Guidance] technique."

The four quickly agreed on how to divide the spoils, and then continued to wait patiently in front of the Crane Cry Tower.

"Ah ah ah..."

"I'll talk! I'll talk..."

At this point, the three men from Hengshui County could no longer endure the beating. Shang Zhaozu, in particular, was worried that his serious injuries would affect his chances of passing the imperial examination, so he hurriedly shouted, "That Zheng Que is indeed from our Hengshui County..."

Seeing that the three from Hengshui County were finally willing to tell the "truth," Yuan Zhonghao nodded slightly and waved to the crowd. The group of cultivators who were beating the three from Hengshui County stopped and stared fiercely at Shang Zhaozu and the other two who were lying on the ground.

At this moment, Shang Zhaozu and the other two had been beaten black and blue, covered in blood, with their faces swollen especially badly, almost unable to open their eyes. They were in a sorry state, with a pool of blood beneath them. They were all curled up on the ground, covering their heads and trembling uncontrollably.

Yuan Zhonghao strode up to Shang Zhaozu and asked, "This Zheng Que, which town in your Hengshui County is he from?"

"Which cultivation family did he come from?"

"What is the highest cultivation level in the clan?"

"Does he have any relatives or friends in the prefectural city?"

Upon hearing this series of questions, Shang Zhaozu felt dizzy; how could he know any of this?

Zheng Que was clearly a cultivator from Taiping County, and had absolutely no connection with Hengshui County!

However, in order to avoid being beaten again, Shang Zhaozu quickly made up a story: "Zheng is indeed a cultivator from Meiyou Town in Hengshui County."

"He is from the Zheng family in the cultivation world."

"The one with the highest cultivation level in the Zheng family is..."

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Outside the city, in the wilderness.

clang! !

The deep, resonant chimes rang out, spreading outwards like invisible ripples.

Amidst the devastated ruins, the ghost bride still appears in her phoenix coronet and wedding gown, standing suspended in mid-air, her robes fluttering in the wind.

Below, eight sedan chair bearers, known as the "Scissors Prison," carried a magnificent red sedan chair. Apart from the proprietress in her simple clothes and hairpin, there was no other figure in sight.

The once large and elaborately decorated ghost wedding procession now appears extremely thin and shabby.

On the ground, where dust and sand were slowly rising, various boxes, tables, chairs, and fabrics tied with large red silk flowers were scattered...

At this moment, opposite the Ghost Bride, Yu Rulan of Delu Temple held the Demon-Suppressing Bronze Bell in her hand, her eyes still fixed on the bright red wedding dress in mid-air. Her face was pale, without a trace of blood, her chest was flat, and her breathing had stopped.

After his pupils briefly reflected the overwhelming crimson, the last glimmer of light quickly faded.

Looking at this scene through the veil, the ghost bride shook her head slightly and, unusually, spoke, "[The Demon-Suppressing Bronze Bell]..."

As she spoke, she raised her arm and grabbed at the broken bronze bell from a distance. The seemingly heavy bronze bell flew into her hand.

The next moment, countless cracks appeared all over Yu Rulan's body, like a piece of porcelain that had been burned. It collapsed in an instant, turning into dust, which was scattered into the depths of darkness with a gentle breeze.

The ghost bride was not surprised by this. She struck the Demon-Suppressing Bronze Bell twice in succession. Even the disciples of the six major sects could not withstand the backlash.

Moreover, the disciple of Delu Temple in front of us is only at the Foundation Establishment stage!

The opponent just tried to fight to the death, but they shouldn't have chosen to use the [Demon-Suppressing Bronze Bell]...

While she was pondering, the ghost bride, carrying the broken bronze bell, instantly returned to the red sedan chair.

The ghosts that had just been scattered by the sound of the bell reappeared one by one.

With the return of the ghost bride, the ghost wedding procession quickly returned to its original bustling state.

The lead servant picked up a lantern with a large "囍" (double happiness) character on it, guiding the procession as it drifted away into the mist and disappeared.

The place was in complete disarray, with only Dai Nanji still unconscious beneath layers of mud and sand at Qingyue Cliff.

(End of this chapter)