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Chapter 201 The Prince of Zhennan Dies Suddenly, and the Rakshasa Mother Appears! (Please Subscribe)
This feeling... is very familiar.

It even feels somewhat familiar.

Upon closer inspection, however, he was clearly a bookish, unfamiliar old man.

Chen Mo also checked the panel and found that the other party had nothing on him; he was just an ordinary scholar.

Chen Mo shook his head, thinking to himself: Perhaps I'm overthinking it. After all, he's a renowned Confucian scholar with profound insights into life, possessing a certain affinity for simplicity and nature... It's not surprising.

Qin Luoxi, who was standing to the side, noticed that Chen Mo was walking at the back of the crowd, so she came up to remind him, "Young Master, why do you seem a little absent-minded? Although Grand Tutor Pang is a scholar, he is actually quite arrogant and rarely praises others like this. It is extremely rare for you to receive praise from the Grand Tutor."

Chen Mo came to his senses and said, "Is that so?"

Qin Luoxi said in a low voice, "Don't be fooled by the seemingly knowledgeable and reasonable appearance of scholars. They are actually quite arrogant. Especially Grand Tutor Pang, who is a role model for all scholars. I have never received any praise from him since I was a child."

Chen Mo nodded, said nothing more, and quickly followed.

Upon arriving at the central courtyard's living room, Qin Nanhe helped Grand Tutor Pang to his seat in the most prestigious armchair and personally brewed tea for him, repeatedly saying, "I am truly sorry to have troubled you, Master."

Grand Tutor Pang took the teacup, took a small sip, and then said with a smile, "Your Highness and I have been teacher and student for forty years, and you have long been a role model for the Southern Prefecture. This is nothing to bother you with; it's just a small favor."

Qin Nanhe greeted him with a smile.

It's clear that the Prince of Zhennan has great respect for Grand Tutor Pang. Their teacher-student relationship is also very good.

Grand Tutor Pang's speech exuded the noble spirit of a scholar, inspiring admiration in all who heard it.

After exchanging pleasantries, Grand Tutor Pang looked Chen Mo over and nodded repeatedly: "Truly a promising young man. When I was in the capital years ago, I researched the theories and methods of resisting the corruption of the Qing Ghost. I made comprehensive records based on books and left behind a copy called 'The Awakening Scroll,' which is on the bookshelf on the fifth floor of the library. I'll have Zixing take Young Master Mo to retrieve it in a bit."

Chen Mo cupped his hands in thanks and said, "Thank you, Grand Tutor Pang."

Ha ha ha.

Grand Tutor Pang repeatedly waved his hand, smiling gently like a breeze and the bright moon: "Young Master Mo has gained the Prince's favor, and I regard the Prince as my own son. The Prince's affairs are also my affairs. It's just a small favor."

Qin Nanhe whispered something in Grand Tutor Pang's ear.

Grand Tutor Pang chuckled and said, "So Young Master Mo wishes to explore other methods. Of course. I did some research on zombies in the capital years ago, and the books are in the library. I'll have Zixing take you there later. You can browse through them freely in the library."

Chen Mo bowed and thanked him again.

Before long, the young man Zixing came in and led Chen Mo away.

At this moment, Qin Luoxi said, "Grand Tutor, Luoxi would also like to see the Grand Tutor's library. I wonder if it would be convenient for you?"

Grand Tutor Pang chuckled and said, "Luo Xi is no outsider, so please go ahead."

"Thank you, Grand Tutor," Qin Luoxi said, then followed Chen Mo away.

With no outsiders present, Qin Nanhe straightened up and bowed deeply to Grand Tutor Pang, saying, "Thank you for your help, teacher."

Grand Tutor Pang waved his hand, his face full of kindness: "Your Highness, please don't be so formal. I am already comforted that you came to visit this old man at my residence."

Qin Nanhe sat down beside him: "Teacher, what are you saying? I was afraid of disturbing you by coming here. You look quite well, have you had any new insights lately?"

Grand Tutor Pang chuckled and said, "I have no great ambitions in this life, only to write books for His Majesty and for this dynasty, to establish schools of thought, and to educate the people. I have recently gained some insights from my reading and have written the first half of a book. If Your Highness has the time, could you please take a look at it for me?"

"I feel deeply honored to have the opportunity to witness your teachings."

"It's not even close to being a done deal yet. Come, follow me to the study." Grand Tutor Pang excitedly led Qin Nanhe to the study. He took out half a book and handed it to Qin Nanhe to look at.

Qin Nanhe accepted the book with both hands and examined it carefully. Finally, he repeatedly praised it: "Teacher, your insightful analysis has scathingly condemned the current world's worship of ghosts and spirits. Humans should not believe in ghosts and evil gods, but should be self-reliant and strong. Excellent, excellent book! If this book is completed, it will surely be remembered for all time and praised for generations to come."

Upon receiving such high praise from Qin Nanhe, Grand Tutor Pang couldn't help but smile: "You flatter me. I haven't finished writing this book yet. I still lack some insights. Moreover, I need some facts to verify it. Perhaps this book will be completed when you have pacified the Rakshasa Temple."

Qin Nanhe said, "I never expected that my student's work would help me write a book. It is truly an honor. I dare not say that this matter will be successful, but the final moment is approaching."

Grand Tutor Pang said, "You value Chen Mo so highly. Is it because this young man can be of help to you?"

Qin Nanhe: "That's true."

Grand Tutor Pang waved his hand: "I won't interfere in your affairs. Just know that we are both scholars, and we should uphold a righteous spirit. Although using the power of ghosts to fight ghosts is purely a last resort, we must exercise restraint and not get too caught up in it. If people excessively pursue power and cultivation, they will sooner or later be controlled by power and eventually become puppets of ghosts."

I have spent my entire life researching the origins of the ghosts and spirits of this world. Now it seems that the power of these ghosts is inextricably linked to the greed and fear in people's hearts.

Qin Nanhe: "What the teacher said is true, I will keep it in mind."

Grand Tutor Pang said, "My library is very large. Once that young master Mo goes inside, I'm afraid he won't be able to come out for several days. There is a small pavilion next to the library, which is convenient for people to stay in. I have already had Zixing clean it out so that young master Mo can stay there. I hope he can find what he is looking for. In that case, I will have helped you."

"Thank you teacher."

……

Chen Mo and Qin Luoxi followed Pang Zixing to the library.

This library is even larger than the one in the Prince's mansion.

The collection includes countless books and artifacts, many of which are over a hundred years old and belong to a previous dynasty.

Although Pang Zixing didn't talk much, he was clearly familiar with Qin Luoxi, and his words were very enthusiastic towards her. However, seeing that Qin Luoxi's attitude towards him was rather casual, while she addressed Chen Mo as "Young Master" so warmly, Pang Zixing felt listless.

Leading Qin Luoxi and Chen Mo to the fifth floor, Pang Zixing took the "Awakening Scroll" and handed it to Chen Mo, saying, "This place has a vast collection of books, the culmination of my grandfather's life's work. Although my grandfather said you two can browse freely, please take good care of them. I have to leave now. If you need anything, just tell Uncle Liu in the library."

Uncle Liu is a middle-aged man in his fifties who guards the main entrance of the library and is usually responsible for cleaning the place.

Chen Mo had seen it when he entered the room.

Chen Mo thanked him, saying, "Thank you, Young Master Pang."

Pang Zixing clearly didn't have a good impression of Chen Mo, but he didn't show it. He nodded and left. Before leaving, he glanced at Qin Luoxi, hoping that she would come to say goodbye, but unexpectedly... Qin Luoxi was cheering and jumping around with Chen Mo.

Pang Zixing shook his head helplessly and walked away listlessly.

In the vast library, only Chen Mo and Qin Luoxi remained.

"Young Master, I'll go find you similar spiritual methods, as well as secret techniques to enhance the cultivation of the golden zombie. You stay here and watch over things." Qin Luoxi took the initiative to act as a helpful wife.

Chen Mo thought it would be good to have more people to help him, so he agreed: "Thank you for your help, Princess."

Chen Mo then walked to the long table to the side, sat down, and opened the "Awakening Scroll".

After reading only the first few hundred words, Chen Mo immediately perked up.

This is unusual...

The method summarized by the old grand tutor is truly extraordinary.

The underlying message is clear: read extensively, absorb the wisdom of sages and predecessors, and strengthen your spirit. Nourish the character of a scholar. With conviction in your heart, you can overcome all evil. Ghosts and demons cannot invade your heart.

"Interesting... but it seems a bit unreliable."

Chen Mo continued reading.

The more I looked, the more surprised I became.

The old Grand Tutor mentioned a point: ghosts use incense to control the ignorant masses, while we scholars educate people by transmitting ideas, helping them form a unified set of values ​​and a clear sense of right and wrong. Aren't the thoughts of scholars similar to the incense of ghosts? And aren't they even more profound? After all, ideas and doctrines can be passed down through generations.

How did our Great Qian achieve unification? How did we establish ourselves? On the surface, it relied on the power of the imperial court, but the deeper reason lies in the shared values ​​and ideologies among our people.

Thoughts and doctrines can transcend millennia, even tens of thousands of years. How can they be compared to ghosts and incense offerings? Why fear the corruption of spirits?

Chen Mo nodded repeatedly: "That's interesting... According to this theory, it is indeed possible to resist the corruption of the Qing Ghost through reading. The question is how to implement it? After all, philosophical doctrines are too abstract."

Chen Mo continued reading.

See the following content:

We scholars, having grasped the wisdom of the sages, should naturally awaken a righteous spirit within us. This righteous spirit can propel us forward in martial arts training by leaps and bounds, and can also resist the invasion of a hundred demons…

"Righteous spirit?"

"This sounds plausible. But how do we awaken our righteous energy?"

Chen Mo continued reading, and after finishing the entire "Awakening Scroll," he finally gained something.

"It does mention the method of awakening one's righteous spirit. However, according to the above, without thirty years of diligent study day and night, one is unlikely to have any affinity with righteous spirit. But I am not afraid."

Chen Mo opened the control panel.

[A deconstructable object has been detected.]

[Should we deconstruct it?]

Chen Mo had an idea:

Deconstruction.

hum!
As a sharp pain shot through his brain, lines of subtitles appeared one after another.

【Name: Awakening Scroll】

[Type: Scriptures of Sages and Worthies]

[Function: Reading ten thousand books can awaken one's noble spirit]

[Note: Righteous spirit is a special kind of aura, which can be understood as a spiritual transformation. With righteous spirit, one's heart is calm, has faith, and is not afraid of ghosts or gods, nor of life or death.]

[Hint 1: Righteous spirit originates from literary giants who have written and established their doctrines. Every extraordinary book that appears and influences the thoughts of enough people will generate righteous spirit. If this righteous spirit becomes sufficiently concentrated, one can sense the will of sages and converse with them.]

[Hint 2: Very few people can awaken their righteous spirit. They may be rising literary talents or seasoned scholars who have toiled for decades.]

[Hint 3: Consuming 100,000 units of original essence can modify one's spirit and bring it into harmony with the Righteous Qi. Once in harmony, it is equivalent to awakening the Righteous Qi.]

[Tip 4: Righteous Qi does have an effect on resisting the corruption of the Azure Demon. However, the resistance effect of rudimentary Righteous Qi is limited. As the Righteous Qi deepens, it can completely resist the corruption of the Azure Demon.]

[Tip 5: Even if you possess a strong sense of righteousness, you still need to read more books or engage with them more. Otherwise, your righteousness will not only fail to deepen but will gradually disappear.]

After reading all the information, Chen Mo couldn't help but laugh.

"This is good stuff, it should be mine. After all, I was a scholar in my past life. At first, I was young and ignorant, and I thought studying was useless. Later, after entering society, I realized that studying... is the simplest thing in the world."

"If a problem can be solved by reading books, is it still a problem?"

"Besides, the golden finger said that spending more time with books would also work. That makes it even simpler. I'll buy a big house and fill it with books everywhere. I'll sleep on books, immersed in a sea of ​​books..."

"However... I no longer have a human body; I'm a real zombie now. A zombie reading... that's a bit creepy."

"Forget it, I can't worry about that now."

Chen Mo looked at the remaining 16 original solution essences on the panel.

I hardly even thought about it.

Revise!

hum!
With a violent jolt, the original essence in my mind rapidly dropped to 6. Immediately afterwards, this original essence transformed into an extremely mysterious power, as if my mind had been blessed, frantically absorbing the essential meanings from the Awakening Scroll.

Wow~
Countless words, the essence of which I could not understand before, now spontaneously become clear.

In a flash, Chen Mo became a peerless Confucian scholar who had read countless books. With a few "clicks," his mind was suddenly immersed in knowledge, and finally, a strange power awakened within him.

Haoran is upright.

hum!
After this righteous energy appeared, it immediately diluted the malevolent energy in Chen Mo's mind, and even the vengeful spirit of the Azure Ghost in his natal incense burner in his sea of ​​consciousness was forced to retreat.

My mind felt clearer and more comfortable than ever before.

Chen Mo even had a thought—that he wanted to be a good person, and that he wanted to kill all the demons and monsters in the world.

"Wow, this righteous energy is amazing. I've never felt so comfortable since I transmigrated."

"This old Grand Tutor is quite something. He truly deserves to be the Grand Tutor of the previous dynasty and the Imperial Tutor of the current dynasty. Something that has troubled me for a long time has finally been resolved."

call!
Chen Mo breathed a long sigh of relief.

Having passed its peak, the righteous energy within his body had declined somewhat, but it still remained at a certain level. Although it couldn't completely resist the erosion of the vengeful spirit of the Azure Demon, it had already achieved a good level of resistance.

It will not have a significant impact on one's humanity in the short term.

As his righteous energy continued to increase, Chen Mo felt that the resistance would become better and better.

The problem of the Blue Demon's corruption has been temporarily resolved.

I don't need to worry about losing my humanity and becoming a ghost.

Just then, Qin Luoxi came over carrying a large stack of booklets. Noticing the change in Chen Mo's aura, she couldn't help but ask curiously, "Eh? The fierce aura on Young Master seems to have faded quite a bit. Could it be the effect of this Awakening Scroll?"

Chen Mo didn't hide anything: "That's true. The Grand Tutor is indeed worthy of his title. He's got some skills."

Qin Luoxi put down her book and smiled, "Of course. The Grand Tutor is a top scholar in the literary world of this dynasty, and even the Empress Dowager and His Majesty praise him highly. Although His Majesty has not come to Nanzhou, he sends an envoy down every year to visit the Grand Tutor. This honor is something even my father did not receive."

"Now that you, young master, have received the Grand Tutor's help and have resolved the corruption of the Azure Demon, that's excellent. I've found some methods to enhance the Golden Zombie for you; please take a look."

As she spoke, Qin Luoxi handed several books to Chen Mo.

Chen Mo was in a good mood, so he started reading the books one by one.

The first few books were alright.

But when I saw a book called "The Golden Zombie Treatise", my eyes lit up.

Although Grand Tutor Pang was a scholar, he detested ghosts and zombies, and devoted half his life to researching ways to rid himself of this scourge. This book discusses the problem of the golden zombie.

The old master believed that zombies were rare because their vital energy came from very few sources. Based on current understanding, it mainly came from the red moonlight and some old artifacts belonging to the ghouls.

The key to improving a zombie's cultivation lies in its zombie aura.

All you need to do is take a deep breath.

How to zoom in?

First concentrate, then blend.

For example, a single drop of ink can blacken an entire vat of water.

Why?

Ink is a highly concentrated liquid and is highly infectious.

The principle behind amplifying the zombie's aura is similar: first, highly concentrate the zombie's aura; then, find a medicinal additive to make the zombie's aura extremely infectious; finally, amplify the aura so that it contaminates the entire body.

It can achieve the effect of turning a drop of ink black into a vat of water.

As for the medicinal adjuvants, the old Grand Tutor also mentioned: water droplets concentrated from the red moonlight.

After reading all the content, Chen Mo was stunned.

There was a sudden, profound realization.

This old Grand Tutor... is remarkable.

He was clearly a scholar, possessing an indomitable spirit, and yet he also had such profound knowledge of zombies and ghosts. Truly an imperial tutor. His insightful understanding was beyond the reach of ordinary people.

Seeing that Chen Mo didn't speak, Qin Luoxi waved her hand in front of Chen Mo: "Young Master?"

Chen Mo finally came to his senses: "I'm fine. This book is good. By the way, go and get all the books about zombies from the bookshelf, I want to read them one by one."

Qin Luoxi nodded in agreement.

Although this book on golden zombies was of great help to Chen Mo, Chen Mo also realized through the book that the old master's research on zombies was extremely profound.

Since we're already here, we might as well take a look around.

In this way, Qin Luoxi became Chen Mo's capable assistant, always helping him out.

Chen Mo flipped through the books one by one.

Time flew by, and before they knew it, it was noon. A servant brought them food, and after a quick bite, the two continued preparing their meal.

As dusk fell, Chen Mo discovered...

Even when reading books about zombies, the righteous energy within me is slowly increasing.

Any book will do?

Then I'll get a few novels or picture books that aren't suitable for children to read... It's easy and fun, isn't that convenient?

Chen Mo quickly dismissed the thought.

The library had so many books that Chen Mo and his companion didn't finish reading them even by nightfall. Midway through, the Grand Tutor came by with Qin Nanhe and told Chen Mo that if he couldn't finish, he could take the books to the small pavilion next to the library to rest and spend the night.

Seeing that the old Grand Tutor was friendly and approachable, Chen Mo agreed.

Qin Nanhe was about to go back, so he asked Qin Luoxi if she wanted to come along.

Qin Luoxi expressed her desire to help the young master.

Qin Nanhe smiled and left without saying anything more, taking Lao Li with him.

After walking for a while with Qin Nanhe, Grand Tutor Pang laughed and said, "It seems that Your Highness is not far from having a big, healthy baby boy."

……

As night fell, Chen Mo and Qin Luoxi carried the books to the small pavilion next to the library.

The small pavilion is a courtyard.

Not big.

There was only a main house and a courtyard, no side rooms. It was originally intended for the servants stationed in the library. However, as the library's collection grew and the items became increasingly valuable, Uncle Liu moved into the library, fearing something might happen to him.

The courtyard then became empty.

Although there was only one room, Chen Mo and Qin Luoxi were used to each other and didn't feel awkward.

Qin Luoxi held up a lamp, while Chen Mo studied by lamplight.

Before we knew it, three days had passed.

As the righteous energy in Chen Mo's mind grew stronger, the corrosive effect of the Azure Ghost King became increasingly insignificant.

It was Qin Luoxi who suffered the most, having to help out the whole time.

Seven more days have passed in the blink of an eye.

Ten days have passed since Chen Mo arrived at the Grand Tutor's mansion.

Chen Mo finally finished reading the books he wanted to read.

In the early hours of that day, Chen Mo put down his book and let out a long sigh of relief.

"Finally finished reading. Although these days have been tiring, they have also been peaceful and quiet. After this period of hard study, the foundation of my righteous energy has become more and more solid. I can hardly feel the erosion of the vengeful spirit of the Azure Demon King anymore."

Chen Mo knew that these ten days of hard study would be of great benefit to his future. It was like laying a very solid foundation.

During this time, Chen Mo visited his dream several times and communicated with his godmother. Although Chen Mo didn't directly ask about the origin of the ghost bone, he did try to inquire indirectly. Unfortunately... his godmother didn't say anything explicitly.

This made Chen Mo a little uneasy.

However, after hearing Chen Mo mention the red moonlight droplet, the godmother readily agreed and plucked an entire spider lily. The spider lily then transformed into a drop of red moonlight.

It has a liquid shape.

The intensity far exceeded the previous wisps of red moonlight.

The godmother also instructed Chen Mo on the details and precautions for taking the Red Moon Drops.

After returning to reality, Chen Mo took the medicine.

Sure enough... his zombie skills have improved significantly.

It is now a three-striped golden-haired zombie.

Chen Mo's ghostly cultivation had also increased to the third level. Since this was the Grand Tutor's residence, and Chen Mo knew that Grand Tutor Pang hated evil and particularly disliked ghosts, he did not release any ghostly energy.

To avoid displeasing Grand Tutor Pang.

"I have benefited greatly from this experience, and I should leave now. I need to go back and ask Xiaoxiao about the details of how Rakshasa Mother went to the Red Mansion to retrieve the essence blood of the original body of the Azure Ghost King. I need to see why Rakshasa Mother took the essence blood but did not destroy the original body and soul. Also, it's time to give the Prince of Zhennan an answer."

Chen Mo stretched and was about to get up when he saw Qin Luoxi asleep next to the long table.

A cold wind swept in from outside, ruffling Qin Luoxi's hair and sleeves.

Looking at her pale face and large dark circles under her eyes, I realized she had been helping me all this time without getting a good night's sleep. She must have been exhausted.

Chen Mo took off his cloak and covered Qin Luoxi with it, then went outside to stretch his limbs.

The courtyard was quiet; the Grand Tutor's mansion was deserted, with hardly any lights on.

The library was pitch black.

"Although Grand Tutor Pang also adheres to a frugal style, and there are not many servants in the entire Grand Tutor's mansion, there are still very few lamps at night. Isn't that a bit too economical?"

"I'm going for a night stroll."

Chen Mo returned to the courtyard, and then his soul left his body.

The spirit floated in mid-air and wandered around.

I noticed that many servants' rooms were left unlit late at night, which was indeed very frugal.

Most of the servants were fast asleep.

It's clear that Grand Tutor Pang is quite strict with his subordinates, making them go to bed on time.

Today is early April, and a crescent moon hangs in the sky.

Dark clouds shrouded the moon.

The light was dim.

Chen Mo wandered into a very grand villa at night and found Pang Zixing in the room.

However, Pang Zixing did not go to the main room, but to the left wing room, where he was being affectionate with a maid, saying, "Tonight you are not Lan'er, you are Luo Xi."

The maid was taken aback: "Ah? How could I possibly be a princess?"

Pang Zixing tossed out a set of clothes, saying, "Put these on, and you'll be a princess. Let's try something different."

The maid had a good figure and immediately understood Pang Zixing's thoughts. She said with seductive eyes, "So, young master likes the princess and wants to play with her. I will obey."

With the rustling sound of someone changing clothes, the maid quickly finished dressing, and her clothes were indeed very similar to the ruqun (a type of traditional Chinese dress) that Qin Luoxi was wearing. However, she had a more alluring and worldly air about her.

The maid asked shyly, "Then shall I serve the young master?"

Pang Zixing said, "No, you cannot refer to yourself as 'this concubine'."

"Then what should I refer to myself?"

"You shall call yourself Luo Xi."

"Alright, alright... Luo Xi will serve the young master now."

"Hehe. Luo Xi, come quick."

"Um..."

Chen Mo shook his head.

I didn't realize Pang Zixing was such a player. On the surface, he seems so proper and unassuming, not wanting to play such a shrewd game. I wonder what the princess will think when she sees this.

Chen Mo didn't watch what happened next, but left the place and went to the central courtyard.

Chen Mo felt unwell when he was only 300 meters away from the central courtyard.

It was clear that an extremely powerful and righteous aura permeated the central courtyard, preventing any external ghosts from getting close.

"I never expected that Grand Tutor Pang would cultivate such a powerful and righteous spirit. It seems that we really cannot underestimate this great scholar of the literary world."

Chen Mo was about to leave, but as he turned around, he suddenly saw a red light in the courtyard.

Ok?
Chen Mo immediately turned around and stared at the direction of the main house in the courtyard.

Because of the distance, Chen Mo couldn't see clearly. He could only vaguely make out a beautiful figure in red inside the main room.

"Hmm? Could this be Grand Tutor Pang's concubine?"

wife?

Chen Mo thought it was unlikely.

After all, Grand Tutor Pang was already over a hundred years old, and his wife had long since died. But given Grand Tutor Pang's status, taking a few young and beautiful concubines would not have been a problem.

Chen Mo felt uncomfortable due to the overwhelming righteous energy in the area, and since he couldn't see clearly, he left.

Returning to the small courtyard outside the library, the soul returns to the body.

call!
Chen Mo breathed a sigh of relief, thinking to himself: It seems that righteous energy has a great restraining effect on ghosts. My vengeful ghost, with its three strands of golden cultivation, couldn't even get within three hundred meters of the central courtyard. No wonder Grand Tutor Pang, who doesn't practice martial arts, was able to save Qin Nanhe's life from Rakshasa Mama's clutches. Besides Grand Tutor Pang's extraordinary status, this righteous energy also played a role.

"I will go to bid farewell to Grand Tutor Pang first thing tomorrow morning."

Chen Mo felt extremely tired and decided to take a nap. Seeing Qin Luoxi still lying by the long table, and worried that the princess might catch a cold, he simply picked her up and placed her on the left side of the cramped bed. Overwhelmed by exhaustion, he simply lay down next to the princess to sleep.

Before going to sleep, Chen Mo silently recited:

Your Majesty.

Since this wasn't his own home, Chen Mo couldn't sleep soundly. Before drifting off to sleep, he left his tattooed second brother to keep an eye on the surroundings, which was convenient.

……

Red Moon Palace.

Chen Mo sat next to his godmother, listening to her tell the entire story, complete with her personal commentary…

Finally finding an opportunity to speak, "Godmother, since this righteous energy has such a strong restraining effect on ghosts, could it be used to deal with ghosts?"

Jiang Hongyue said, "Of course. Righteous Qi is an extremely rare spiritual power. You can think of it as the ghostly power within a human being. But one must cultivate extremely strong Righteous Qi to transform it into a spiritual attack power."

In the hundred years of the Great Qian Dynasty, very few people have been able to cultivate a righteous spirit. And even fewer have been able to refine that righteous spirit into a power to fight against demons.

Chen Mo: "I see."

Chen Mo wanted to ask about the ghost bone, but hesitated several times before speaking.

Jiang Hongyue saw through Chen Mo's meaning and said, "I know you want to ask about the ghost bone. But it's not time to tell you yet. Don't overthink it, little Mo. I won't harm you."

Hearing this, Chen Mo felt somewhat relieved.

After exchanging pleasantries for a while, Chen Mo prepared to leave.

Jiang Hongyue even followed Chen Mo out, dug up a spider lily, transformed it into a drop of red moonlight, and stuffed it into Chen Mo's hand: "Now that you have cultivated your righteous energy, your godmother is quite impressed. With this righteous energy protecting your heart, your zombie cultivation can begin. Take this moonlight."

"Thank you, godmother."

Jiang Hongyue smiled and said, "Also, your godmother knows that you have been searching for the whereabouts of the Rakshasa Shrine recently. Just in case, your godmother will teach you a magic seal. If you encounter that Rakshasa Mother, you will activate this magic seal. In this way, your godmother will descend upon your avatar. Remember, you must not let outsiders know that you have an avatar. This will be your last way to survive."

Chen Mo sensed the concern in Jiang Hongyue's words and replied, "Don't worry, godmother, I know what I'm doing."

Jiang Hongyue carefully handed the Dharma Seal to Chen Mo, who diligently memorized it.

Jiang Hongyue was still not convinced, so she had Chen Mo demonstrate it again to make sure there were no mistakes before she stopped: "In addition, you need to confirm that it is Rakshasa Mother's true form. When your godmother descends upon your incarnation, your incarnation will die. You only have one chance. Your godmother's future, as well as your life and death, are in your hands."

"I remember." Chen Mo had a feeling that his godmother was a little different tonight.

There's a vague sense that a major battle is about to break out.

Jiang Hongyue gently stroked Chen Mo's head: "My good child, go out soon. Staying in this place for too long is not good for you."

"Don't worry, godmother, I will bring you back to life."

……

The next morning.

Chen Mo slowly woke up to find it already bright outside. Bright sunlight streamed in, warming his face.

He opened his eyes and saw a familiar scene.

Qin Luoxi lay obediently on her side beside him, staring at him with her wide, clear eyes. Her face was flushed, and she wore a smile. Seeing that he was awake, she immediately closed her eyes and pretended to be asleep.

Chen Mo: "..."

Chen Mo didn't expose Qin Luoxi. After sitting up, he saw a drop of red moonlight liquid in his palm.

This is really a great thing.

It's enough for me to spread zombie energy and raise my cultivation level to the fourth level of the zombie class.

The effect dissipates quickly after the droplet leaves the dream.

It is best to take it immediately.

Thinking of this, Chen Mo nudged Qin Luoxi, who was standing beside him, and said, "Princess, I need your help with something."

Qin Luoxi slowly woke up, pretending to rub her sleepy eyes, "What does Young Master want me to do?"

After sleeping together for one night, even the way I address you has changed.

She referred to herself as "this concubine".

For a princess, this is already an extremely humble gesture.

Chen Mo said, "I need to go into seclusion for a while. I would appreciate it if the princess could stay outside and keep watch, and not let any outsiders in."

Qin Luoxi got up. "Calling me Princess is too formal. Just call me Luoxi."

"Alright, then I'll leave it to Luo Xi."

"Ah."

Qin Luoxi happily got out of bed and went outside to keep watch.

After watching Qin Luoxi leave, Chen Mo sat down cross-legged on the spot and began to absorb the red moon droplets.

The results are as good as ever.

Boom!

The moonlight dripped into his body, immediately spreading into countless liquids that amplified the zombie aura, causing a dramatic transformation in Chen Mo's physical body. The zombie markings were growing at a visible rate.

Before long, it broke through a solid barrier and a fourth golden zombie pattern appeared.

Four-striped hair stiff.

The muscles and bones roared together.

An extremely cold aura emanated from him. Even Qin Luoxi, who was on guard outside, felt a chill.

call!
Chen Mo breathed a sigh of relief and gradually adapted to his new zombie body.

Every movement he made exuded unprecedented power; his muscles surged like iron with every contraction, and his regenerative abilities were astonishing. Moreover, he could spontaneously conceal his zombie aura.

As the zombie's abilities improve, it becomes more and more like a human.

It's almost impossible to tell the difference.

"The Red Moon Drop is truly a wonderful thing. My godmother didn't tell me about it before... Was she afraid I'd cultivate too quickly and lose my humanity?"

Chen Mo cleared his mind of distractions and stopped thinking about it. After tidying himself up, he went out and called Qin Luoxi to the central courtyard of the Grand Tutor's mansion to say goodbye to the old Grand Tutor.

After leaving the Grand Tutor's Mansion, Chen Mo and Qin Luoxi returned to the Zhennan Prince's Mansion.

When they met Qin Nanhe again, he had already presented them with a large box, which was filled to the brim with five-flowered ghost-skin meat. He said, "I have recently sent more people to search and collect all the five-flowered ghost-skin meat. That's all for now. Young Master Mo, you must give me an answer."

Chen Mo didn't mince words and cupped his hands in greeting: "Your Highness is so kind, how could I dare refuse? Let's make the deal."

"Hahaha."

Qin Nanhe laughed loudly, "Young Master Mo is indeed a straightforward person. In that case, our agreement is settled."

Chen Mo said, "The most important thing now is to find the Rakshasa Shrine and the true form of the Rakshasa Mother. The rest will be easier."

Qin Nanhe: "I have been searching for that fellow for forty years, but I still haven't found him. Next, I will do my best to search for the Rakshasa Shrine."

“Very well then. I will return to Baohua Temple first. If Your Highness finds out any news, you may come to Baohua Temple to find me at any time.”

"it is good."

Qin Nanhe loaded the large box onto the carriage, and Chen Mo drove the carriage away.

As she left, Qin Luoxi stood at the main gate of the Prince's Mansion, gazing into the distance.

……

Seasons flow by, and years pass by.

Six months passed in the blink of an eye.

By October, winter had arrived.

Snowflakes drifted across the sky above Qianfo County. Even in such frigid weather, the enthusiasm of the pilgrims remained undiminished.

After six months of renovation, Baohua Temple is now a thriving place of worship.

The young monk Baohua also stole the show.

Yuanfang, this monk who indulged in wine and meat, had become a highly respected abbot in Qianfo County.

That night.

Chen Mo stood with his hands behind his back under the eaves of the meditation room in the backyard, watching the snowflakes falling from the sky.

He was wearing a blue brocade robe and a cloak.

After half a year of development, Chen Mo had grown taller. Because of his years of studying, his inner strength had gradually increased, and he had become less aggressive and more refined, displaying the demeanor of a gentleman.

These past six months have passed very quickly.

During this time, Qin Luoxi would visit Chen Mo every few days, bringing him gifts. Even Qin Nanhe frequently traveled to this place to exchange news with Chen Mo.

However, they never found the true form of the Rakshasa Mother.

Chen Mo did not forget his cultivation during this time.

Thanks to the Ghostly Flesh provided by Qin Nanhe, the ghost's cultivation level reached an astonishing seven golden ingots. With his godmother's Moon Drop, the zombie's cultivation level also reached seven patterns.

It has grown into an extremely abnormal existence in Nanzhou.

Furthermore, it can briefly utilize the power of the vengeful spirit of the Green Ghost, but the backlash is quite severe, so caution is advised.

Chen Mo and Su Yuqing went to Jinlong Temple for a night tour, but they did not discover the true form of Rakshasa Mother.

When it's time to hand in the incense pills each month, all I know is that the Rakshasa Mother will descend upon Jinlong Temple. But she's just a wisp of a ghost.

A single wisp of a ghost is not enough.

If Jiang Hongyue were to descend and sacrifice one of his own avatars... just to kill a wisp of a ghost, then it would be a huge loss.

Of course, after Jiang Hongyue descends, she can indeed read a wisp of Rakshasa Mother's memories and find Rakshasa Mother's true form.

However, Jiang Hongyue was too powerful. After her arrival, Chen Mo's avatar couldn't hold out for long. If the avatar died before finding Rakshasa Mother's true form, wouldn't all his efforts have been in vain?
Just then, footsteps sounded behind them.

But Su Yuqing walked over and stood next to Chen Mo, looking up at the snowflakes falling from the sky. "It's winter again, and it's snowing."

Chen Mo raised his right hand, letting the snowflakes fall into his palm and melt into water, slipping through his fingers: "Yes, we've been in Nanzhou for a year now. We still haven't found the true form of Mother Rakshasa. How many years does one have in a lifetime?"

Su Yuqing said, "If that Rakshasa mother doesn't show herself, are we just going to wait here forever?"

Chen Mo sighed softly, "This fiend has been hiding for a hundred years, and no one knows her true identity. Finding her true identity will not be easy."

Just then, the courtyard gate was suddenly pushed open.

But Li Huabai rushed in hurriedly: "Young Master, something terrible has happened. Come with me quickly."

Chen Mo knew that Li Huabai was usually calm and composed; he wouldn't be so flustered unless something truly serious had happened. He immediately followed her out, asking during their journey, "What's wrong?"

Li Huabai said, "Princess, the princess is seriously injured and on the verge of death. She is currently in Baohua Palace, and Yuanfang is treating her injuries."

what?
Is the princess seriously injured?

In the southern region, who dares to attack a prefecture?

Chen Mo quickened his pace and rushed to Baohua Hall, where he saw Qin Luoxi lying on the ground, covered in blood, with a bloody hole in her chest.

Chen Mo quickly stepped forward and hugged Qin Luoxi to give her some strength, asking, "Luoxi, what happened?"

Gulu.

Qin Luoxi suddenly grabbed Chen Mo's hand, gasping for breath, and said weakly, "Young Master, please save my father. My father is dying! It was Rakshasa Mother who made the move. My father discovered Rakshasa Mother's true form and is going to be silenced."

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

P.S.: I sped up the pace here; continuing to write about Nanzhou would just be filler. The only interesting thing about Nanzhou is this Rakshasa Mother; there's no need to add any more side quests or dungeons. Also, double monthly tickets, please support me, everyone!

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