Family Cultivation: Rise of the Wilderness

Chapter 106 Hundred Ghosts Night Parade
Outside Dahuang Town.

On a secluded hilltop, Ghost King Qibai listlessly looked around.

Suddenly, a cough rang out.

Ghost King Qi stopped breathing, shifted his gaze, and soon found a portly old man smiling at him.

"Canghe Sanren, you came without even saying hello, you scared me to death."

Ghost King Qi was dissatisfied with the underground passage.

"Haha, is there anything in the world that Ghost King Qi is afraid of?"

Canghe Sanren walked over and said, "Let me introduce you. This is Fellow Daoist Yin Guangyang."

"Oh?"

Ghost King Qi looked at Canghe Sanren's side and saw a young man with a bluish-purple face also sizing him up.

"Never heard of it."

Ghost King Qi narrowed his eyes.

“Fellow Daoist Yin is a talent recently discovered by the sect leader. He is skilled in corpse refining and corpse control, and his cultivation is even better than yours.”

Are you better than me?
Ghost King Qi was surprised. The other party was so young; could he be a cultivator at the ninth level of Qi Refining?
"Yes."

As if sensing Ghost King Qi's surprise and doubt, Canghe Sanren smiled and nodded, "Therefore, for this mission, you only need to cover Fellow Daoist Yin."

Upon hearing this, Ghost King Qi glanced sideways, a hint of apprehension flashing across his face.

Being chosen by the sect leader indicates that he has potential, and his considerable cultivation level suggests that he has already made a name for himself.

However, he did not underestimate himself, as the combat power of ghost cultivators does not rely on cultivation level.

Once the overwhelming number of ghost soldiers appears, no matter if you are at the ninth level of Qi Refining or the Great Perfection of Qi Refining, you will all be caught off guard and thrown into chaos.

The thought of the ghost soldiers made Ghost King Qi grit his teeth in hatred.

Two years ago, the Mangjiao sect's operation in Danggui Mountain ended in failure.

Although he escaped with his life thanks to the cult leader's influence, a third of his ghost soldiers were burned to ashes by a young man from the Li family.

This matter has always been a source of pain for him.

In the past two years, he has been covered in dust and dirt in order to collect new ghosts, and has even neglected his cultivation.

"Blind Luo didn't come?"

Recalling the past, Ghost King Qi thought of Blind Luo again.

He trusted Blind Luo more than the newcomers.

“Blind Luo and Protector Zhen have other missions. The defenses of Dahuang Town are weak, so we don’t need so many people.”

"Empty? It's just that there are no Foundation Establishment cultivators."

Ghost King Qi muttered something, not finding the mission easy at all.

Of course, if it's just a feint, that's a different story.

If things get bad, we can just run away.

What does Yin Guangyang's life or death have to do with him?
"It's not like I'm asking you to destroy Great Wilderness Town."

Canghe Sanren glanced at him.

Then, remembering Ghost King Qi's character, he anxiously instructed, "Remember, you must save Gu Junli."

"This guy is a complete waste. Three against one, he lost two of them and fled in disarray. I really don't know why the leader saved him."

Ghost King Qi's face showed a mocking expression.

The Mang Cult is a complex organization with a large number of followers. Where there are people, there is a social hierarchy, and naturally, many small groups have emerged.

These small groups may not be particularly skilled, but because they often hang out together, they have a greater advantage than lone wolves, gradually making a name for themselves and even receiving praise.

This is how the so-called "Three Heroes and Four Tigers" came about.

However, these people still belong to the lower echelons of the Mang religion.

Core members like Ghost King Seven naturally look down on them.

In particular, a few years ago, the "Four Tigers" provoked the Li family and were inexplicably wiped out.

The remaining "Three Heroes" were pursued by Li Xiangren, with two dying and one escaping, causing the reputation that the Mang Sect had painstakingly built to plummet.

Gu Junli was the only survivor among the "Three Heroes." He only managed to escape to Wumu Mountain in Qingshui County with the help of Blind Luo.

After hiding for two years, he couldn't stand the environment of Wumu Mountain anymore and wanted to return to Puxian County.

As soon as they arrived in Dahuang Town, they were detained by Bailumen.

"Gu Junli claims to have information about Xu Zibu, which is why the leader is taking this so seriously. Don't let us down. We must eliminate this scourge this time."

Xu Zibu?
Ghost King Qi's expression changed.

This specter that haunts the Mang Cult has caused it heavy losses on numerous occasions.

"I understand. This kid surnamed Gu is lucky to have met me. If it were Madam Zhen, I don't know how many rounds she would have to play before she could see the leader."

Ghost King Qi grinned.

Seeing this, Canghe Sanren nodded in deep agreement. Of all the core members of the Mang Sect, he was the only one he didn't want to associate with Madam Zhen; it was too troublesome.

Sometimes, even someone as simple as him, who relays messages, can get caught up in trouble.

Thinking of this, Canghe Sanren shook his head: "In short, it's up to you and Fellow Daoist Yin. The sect leader awaits your good news."

After speaking, Canghe Sanren gradually disappeared, leaving Yin Guangyang quietly watching Gui Wangqi.

"Humph."

Ghost King Qi ignored the other party. He was just a newcomer. Despite his higher cultivation level, he might not live much longer.
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into the night.

The town of Dahuang was completely silent.

The once bustling town is now under curfew by Bailu Gate, and there is not a single person to be seen on the streets.

Outside the city walls, however, several heavily armored troops were patrolling with lanterns.

On the wall, a considerable number of soldiers were on duty.

Two of them huddled together, whispering amongst themselves.

"The owner of Wang Po Tofu is so tender and juicy."

"Hehe, I even touched it last time."

"You little rascal, you didn't invite me to such a great thing?"

"I'll definitely do it next time."

Just as the two were chatting enthusiastically, a commotion suddenly arose from below the city.

"careful!"

"Go back, go back!"

"help"

"what's the situation?"

The two were startled and quickly pressed themselves against the battlements, straining to see what was happening.

As night fell, the moonlight was obscured by thick clouds.

In the distance, rows of gray figures approached silently.

They came in all shapes and sizes; some had ferocious faces, some wore long robes, some resembled wild beasts, and some held up white banners. The interplay of light and shadow created an unpredictable and terrifying aura.

"A Hundred Ghosts Parade at Night?"

The two were terrified and too shocked to move.

"Open the city gate quickly!"

"Open the door, you bastard!"

The soldiers patrolling outside the city were already in a state of panic.

Soon, the city gates were opened, and soldiers rushed into the city.

Just then, the ghosts suddenly came to life, running wildly, with countless strange laughs and wails rising and falling, as if demons from hell were wreaking havoc on the human world.

"Close the door, close the door quickly!"

"Don't close it! I haven't gone in yet!"

Curses and shouts filled the air, both inside and outside the city gates.

"Calm down, everyone."

Suddenly, seven or eight figures dressed in Taoist robes appeared on the city wall; they were disciples of the Bailu Sect.

"It's a celestial master! There's hope!"

When the soldiers saw the figure in the Taoist robe, they were immediately relieved, and order at the city gate gradually returned to normal.

The disciples of Bailu Sect ignored the mortals and instead looked solemnly at the hundred ghosts that were rushing towards them not far away.

"Senior Brother Bai, such strange phenomena are probably being orchestrated by a demon."

"Hmph, whoever it is, anyone who offends the White Dew Sect is courting death!"

"Senior Sister Liu, what do you think?"

"Judging from the imposing presence of the hundred ghosts, they don't seem to be Foundation Establishment cultivators."

"We outnumber them and might be able to win in one strike."

"Senior Brother Bai!"

Finally, everyone's attention turned to the middle-aged Taoist priest at the head of the group.

The Taoist priest looked solemn, lost in thought. When the ghosts approached within a certain distance, he raised his arm and shouted, "Fellow disciples, follow me to slay the ghosts!"

As soon as he finished speaking, seven or eight beams of light shot into the sky.

No one noticed that a soldier with a bluish-purple face was frantically pushing his way into the city.

(End of this chapter)