Cultivating Immortality from the Book of Life and Death

Chapter 432 Meeting Again. (Third Update!)

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Zheng Que was stunned. The injustice Linghu Yuniang was referring to was not that he had died a terrible or innocent death, but that too few people had been buried with him.
Furthermore, the other party was no ordinary rogue cultivator; they were actually a disciple of Patriarch Shiqi? That is, Jing Zhengjie's junior sister?
Frowning, Zheng Que quickly regained his senses and pondered for a moment.

The invitation to the Xuanyuan Pavilion auction that the other party gave him was used by Mu Xiangu as a disciple of the Tianqi Sect, so neither Jing Zhengjie nor Ancestor Shiqi reacted.

But if he were to take that invitation to the Heming Tower auction himself, who knows what trouble he might cause, given that Linghu Yuniang is already dead!

Thinking of this, Zheng Que suddenly realized that this Linghu Yuniang was not an honest female ghost after all...

Then he immediately shouted, "You audacious brat!"

"How dare you spout such nonsense in front of me! You are utterly lawless and obstinate!"

"He deserves to be thrown into the eighteenth level of hell, to suffer all kinds of tortures, and never be able to be reborn!"

Upon hearing that she was to go to hell, Linghu Yuniang trembled with fear and quickly kowtowed, pleading, "My lord, spare my life! My lord, spare my life..."

As she spoke, she was filled with fear, and the sound of her kowtowing echoed throughout the entire hall.

Seeing that the deterrent effect had been achieved, Zheng Que nodded slightly. He looked at the top of Linghu Yuniang's head, where the Yin energy in the pillar of energy was still continuously pouring into her body.

At this moment, Linghu Yuniang's Yin energy intensity had reached the seventh level of the [Tongue-Pulling Prison] and was still increasing.

Linghu Yuniang's cultivation level in her previous life was only the sixth level of Qi Refining. If she had normally fallen into a ghost, her cultivation level would not have exceeded the sixth level of the Tongue-Pulling Prison.

However, this is the underworld, and he has just killed a large number of ghosts. As long as he, the lord of the underworld, does not withdraw his Yin energy, the opponent's cultivation can continue to grow to the ninth level of the [Tongue-Pulling Hell], or even the [Scissors Hell]!
After a moment's thought, Zheng Que immediately said, "Considering that you are sincere in repenting, I will grant you a chance to make amends."

“There is a cultivator named Zheng Que who is destined to become an immortal and ascend to heaven!”

"Go and be his ghost servant. Remember to obey him in everything, be attentive in every way, and be considerate in every little thing."

"In this way, when Zheng Que attains enlightenment and becomes an immortal, all your sins will be wiped clean, and you will not need to go to hell again!"

bang bang bang...

Upon hearing this, Linghu Yuniang hurriedly kowtowed several more times, then said with great gratitude, "Thank you, sir! Thank you, sir!"

“This humble woman knows Zheng Que. He is a man of imposing stature, indeed as you said, sir, he is no ordinary person… This humble woman will certainly obey your orders and wholeheartedly assist this man…”

Sitting on the limping armchair, Zheng Que nodded with great satisfaction. Seeing that Linghu Yuniang's cultivation had broken through the ninth level of the [Tongue-Pulling Prison] and was moving towards the [Scissors Prison], he immediately opened his palm with the character "令" written on it and aimed it at Linghu Yuniang again.

The next moment, the pillar of yin energy surrounding Linghu Yuniang collapsed and dissipated instantly, and her strength was finally fixed at the ninth level of the [Tongue-Pulling Prison].

Zheng Que glanced at the white jade plum vase in his hand. This vase could only imprison ghosts in the [Tongue-Pulling Prison]. Once Linghu Yuniang's cultivation broke through to the [Scissors Prison], this white jade plum vase would no longer be able to imprison her.

In that case, he wouldn't be able to bring Linghu Yuniang back to reality...

Thinking of this, Zheng Que took advantage of the moment when Linghu Yuniang was still kowtowing with great gratitude, immediately turned the mouth of the white jade plum vase upside down, aimed it at Linghu Yuniang below the hall, and then activated the plum vase.

The white jade plum vase suddenly glowed with a hazy, clear light, and a tremendous suction force emanated from its mouth. Linghu Yuniang, who was continuing to kowtow, was uncontrollably lifted into the air.

Linghu Yuniang was terrified, but she dared not resist at all and remained in a prostrate position.

Whoosh!
In an instant, Linghu Yuniang transformed into a beam of light and was absorbed into the bottle.

Zheng Que immediately sealed the bottle opening with his fingers, looked at the empty hall below, and nodded slightly. He had gained another ghost servant!
He then turned to the third page of the Book of Life and Death. The records on it remained unchanged, still showing the three ghosts: Shadow Play, Luo Fuyu, and Mu Xiangu.

At this moment, all three ghosts are in a state of "being available for deployment".

This means that nothing should have happened to the Ghost Bride and Mu Xiangu.

But for some reason, these two soul-reapers haven't come to meet up with me yet...

It was because there were imperial monks watching from the shadows that these two female ghosts couldn't easily expose themselves.
Or is there some other reason?
As he pondered, Zheng Que shook his head slightly.

The imperial examiners are undoubtedly watching Blood Pass closely. The immortal examination has only just begun, and two female ghosts from the Iron Tree Prison have already arrived to help me. It wouldn't be good if the examiners saw this...

In the blink of an eye, Zheng Que turned to the second page of the Book of Life and Death.

Qingli, Niannu, Kulan, and Shuyunying have all killed quite a few ghosts in the past two days.

He should be able to significantly improve his cultivation by summoning these four ghost servants.

However, considering that there is a high possibility that the imperial examiners are watching from the shadows, it is better to be cautious.

The timing must be opportune, and the Ghost-Controlling Technique must be used to capture the ghost servant in one's palm and bring it into the underworld...

In this way, the examiners will not notice anything unusual.

Thinking this, Zheng Que grasped the white jade plum vase, sat on the limping armchair, and waited quietly.

Black energy surged from between Zheng Que's brows, continuously merging into the Book of Life and Death. As usual, after the last wisp of black energy entered the Book of Life and Death, the Book of Life and Death emitted large amounts of pure Yin energy, which floated throughout the hall, quickly collapsed into an imperial edict, and was then cast into Zheng Que's brow.

Immediately, the surrounding scenery trembled, and when I looked closely, I had returned to reality.

The newly built house still exudes the smell of stone mixed with mud and sand, and the rammed earth floor is empty.

Because of the formation, the surroundings were very quiet at the moment, and not a single sound could be heard.

Zheng Que looked around but found nothing unusual. Without delay, he took out the white jade plum vase and opened it. A graceful figure wearing a short bamboo-moon-shaped blouse, a long skirt trailing on the ground, and her black hair tied in a high ponytail instantly emerged from the vase.

Her figure landed, and with a light twirl of her wide sleeves, she turned around, revealing Linghu Yuniang's beautiful face.

Her features were still as they were in life, only the yang energy emanating from her body had turned into yin energy. After standing still, she quickly glanced around to make sure she had left the underworld, and then breathed a sigh of relief. Her gaze soon fell on Zheng Que, and she smiled and said, "Fellow Daoist Zheng, we meet again!"

(End of this chapter)