Cultivating Immortality from the Book of Life and Death

Chapter 543 Request for Help. (First Update!)

Zhuo Tingchen finally realized that the sound of gongs and drums was coming from a ghost!
He hasn't even seen the ghost's true form yet, and the entire market is already doomed!

This is the ghost of the Iron Tree Prison!

Realizing this, Zhuo Tingchen did not hesitate for a moment and immediately fled desperately in the opposite direction of the sound.

Seeing this, his subordinates hurriedly followed, but the one with the "囍" character pasted on his body stood still.

Step, step, step...

Shortly after Zhuo Tingchen and his entourage left, music began to play amidst the blood mist, and a procession adorned in red and green, escorting a magnificent red sedan chair, began to appear, its outline swaying gently.

The lead servant carried pairs of lanterns, the "囍" character on them particularly bright, like flowing blood, turning the already tragic blood mist into a deep crimson.

The procession was long and winding, with boxes and baskets, trays laden with earth and tiles, and people calling out to each other.

Suddenly, the entire ghost wedding procession came to an abrupt halt.

As if receiving some kind of command, all the ghosts instantly scattered into this newly built market town, and without saying a word, they began to demolish houses and move things everywhere.

Inside the red sedan chair, Luo Fuyu sat upright. She noticed several cultivators escaping from the market, but she remained unmoved and made no attempt to stop them.

After all, she wasn't there to kill anyone; she was just strolling around and collecting some dowry along the way.

As for those who just died, it was simply bad luck for them...

Moments later, everything of value in the entire market was looted.

The newly built houses were also demolished and scattered, not one of them was intact.

The once well-planned and orderly market town is now dilapidated, with many broken bricks and tiles scattered on the ground, making it look like a desolate ruin.

All the ghosts returned to the group, and another batch of boxes with big red "囍" characters were added, making the whole group look even more prosperous.

Soon, the sound of gongs and drums rang out again.

"Waaaaah... Waaaaah..."

Accompanied by rousing and loud music, the ghost wedding procession gradually disappeared into the blood mist, heading towards its next destination.

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Amidst the blood mist, Zheng Que, Mu Xiangu, and Xue Shuangzi fled rapidly in one direction.

Zheng Que transmitted his voice and instructed, "When we arrive at Zhuo Tingchen's market, Mu Xiangu, you will make your move directly as a ghost!"

"The two Core Formation cultivators who were with Zhuo Tingchen are not here now, which is when the defenses of the market he built are at their weakest."

"Must be quick!"

"If there is a third Core Formation cultivator in Zhuo Tingchen's market, Mu Xiangu, you don't need to rush to kill him. Just lure him away."

"When the time comes, Xue Shuangzi and I will go in and empty the market in the shortest possible time."

"Remember, our purpose this time is to undergo the immortal test, not to kill!"

As they spoke, the man and the two ghosts arrived in front of Zhuo Tingchen's market. All they could see were ruins and broken walls, with no sign of prosperity. Dust was slowly rising and falling, and the place was desolate and lifeless, devoid of any human presence.

Zheng Que was taken aback. How could Zhuo Tingchen's market town be so dilapidated, looking like a ruin?
Do not!
That must be a formation to deceive people!
It looked dilapidated from the outside, but once inside, it was a completely different world. Thinking of this, Zheng Que immediately said to Mu Xiangu, "Make your move!"

Mu Xiangu gave him a strange look, but still followed his instructions and slapped the ruined market with her palm.

The market's grand formation had long been destroyed, and Mu Xiangu's palm strike encountered no resistance, landing solidly into the ruins...

boom! ! !
A deafening roar shook the ground violently, and the already crumbling market town was instantly blasted into the air.

Accompanied by a sandstorm of flying sand and stones, the entire ruins of the market were instantly reduced to ashes and leveled to the ground in the blink of an eye.

Looking at this scene, Zheng Que was slightly stunned, then frowned. This market built by Zhuo Tingchen didn't even have a defensive formation.
wrong!

If there's no formation... then what were those ruins I just saw?
Just as she was thinking this, she heard Mu Xiangu ask with a hint of teasing, "Are you still going to make a move?"

Zheng Que snapped out of his daze and immediately replied with great dissatisfaction, "Mu Xiangu, you went too far!"

With that, he used his escape technique to disappear into the now completely unrecognizable market town.

Mu Xiangu and Xue Shuangzi immediately followed.

Deng!
Zheng Que landed on the ruins of the market town. There were no traces of buildings or leveling left, only a deep pit with jagged edges. Water slowly seeped out from the bottom of the pit, and black and red smoke rose from it. There was nothing else there.

After looking around for a moment and confirming that there were no other clues, Zheng Que frowned even more and immediately said, "Let's go back first."

"With Zhuo Tingchen's stronghold destroyed, those two Core Formation cultivators will surely return to defend it immediately."

"Let's take advantage of this opening and seize that Crimson Marrow Crystal Mine!"

Before he finished speaking, he had already led the two female ghosts back the way he came.

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Amidst the blood mist, Zhuo Tingchen led several subordinates in a hasty escape, running a long distance until they could no longer hear the celebratory music behind them. Only then did they slow down and stop in a dense forest.

The forest was not large, but its dense foliage made it very dark. Fortunately, there were no ghosts or monsters, so it was a good place to rest.

Everyone was covered in cold sweat. When they looked at each other, they were horrified. The ghost that had just invaded the market was truly terrifying!
Moreover, their methods were mysterious; they never even saw the other party's face from beginning to end, let alone understood the other party's moves!
If they had escaped any slower, they would most likely have been wiped out by now!

Fortunately, it seems that the ghost's target wasn't them, otherwise they definitely wouldn't be alive now!

"My lord, what do we do now?"

After a short rest, one of the subordinates immediately asked for instructions.

Zhuo Tingchen's face was ashen. The stronghold he had carefully selected was now definitely not going back to.

The most important thing now is to quickly contact the two Core Formation cultivators sent by the clan.

Only when those two Core Formation cultivators arrive will he have enough confidence to fight against the ghosts of the Iron Tree Prison!

Thinking of this, Zhuo Tingchen said calmly, "You all wait here for a moment."

Immediately, he walked a few steps alone to a deserted corner, first raising his hand to cast out several talismans, setting up a soundproof array around him, and then taking out the specially made jade talisman again to activate it.

This time, after the jade talisman was successfully activated, a familiar voice finally came from inside: "Young Master, what happened?"

(End of this chapter)