Cultivation of Immortality: This is what unorthodox methods are like.

A certain mountain range in the underworld:

The enormous demons and gods, seated amidst the mountains, bled from their seven orifices, and the temples within their internal organs trembled and roared.

Streaks of light shot out from their pores, soaring straight into the sky.

Many working creatures were terrified when they saw this.

Many creatures cried out, "These gentlemen are all dead, bleeding from all seven orifices!"

"Gentlemen, the master is dead, the project is over; everyone, take your pots and pans and go your separate ways!"

The many ghosts and spirits let out a shout and began pushing carts, carrying loads, and dividing up the shovels, pickaxes, and other items on the construction site.

They even fought over a pickaxe: "You bastard, you have a pickaxe, but I don't!"

"Give me this pickaxe. When I go to the next construction site, I'll bring my own tools. I'm sure I'll earn a few more Yin Fu coins!"

"I'll bring two pickaxes with me; I'll earn even more!"

Ghosts and spirits fight and rob each other of things.

The descendants of ghosts and gods, and the evil beings of the second layer of the world, were not idle either.

Their eyes darted around as they began to pry open the warehouses on the construction site, plundering various mineral products, elixirs, and other items.

It has large hands with long eyes and legs, and its eyeballs move around wildly.

It did not take the opportunity to escape, nor did it break into the warehouse; instead, it quietly climbed onto the bodies of the ghosts and gods.

Stab it!

Stab it!

It stretched out its tongue and licked the blood flowing from the seven orifices of the ghost.

He swallowed a mouthful of blood and felt as if his body was being stabbed.

However, relying on his fortuitous encounter in the second world, he forcefully suppressed the excruciating pain: "Just treat it like human angina; it'll pass after a while!"

"This blood of demons and gods is a rare delicacy; we should seize the time to feast and drink it!"

As he pondered, he noticed that after licking all the blood off the face of the demon before him, his eyes darted around: "Why don't I drill into their brains and eat them?"

"The improvement will be even greater then!"

Thinking of this, he lifted the ghost's eyelids, intending to crawl into its eye socket.

As soon as he lifted his eyelids, he saw the eyeballs behind him moving, and then an eyelash turned into a long whip, fiercely lashing his body.

Snapped!Snapped!Snapped!

Three lashes landed, and the large hand screamed in agony, "Stop hitting me!"

"I'm an honest worker; I helped you clean up the filth just now, so even if I didn't do anything special, I still put in the effort!"

"Why are you still fighting?"

call out!call out!call out!

One by one, lanterns seemed to rise into the air, emitting a red glow that illuminated all directions: "Go, dig holes and plant trees!"

"Ugh!"

Numerous lanterns fluttered in the wind, striking down spirits, ghosts, and evil.

The construction site, which had just experienced a rebellion and turmoil, returned to normal in the short time it takes to drink a cup of tea, as the first ghost opened its eyes.

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Ding ding ding!

The construction site, nestled among the mountains, was bustling with activity.

The consciousness of the Ninth Reincarnation King drifted over. Seeing the ghosts and gods pale and weak, he sighed, "Everyone, how long will it take for you to recover?"

A ghostly voice hoarsely proclaimed, "Ten years!"

"It will take us ten years to recover!"

call!

King Hui of the Ninth Round breathed a sigh of relief.

Ten years is like ten days to them, as ordinary people would say.

"What are the characteristics of that [Celestial Patrol Treasure]?" the Ninth Reincarnation King asked curiously.

The ghostly being weakly said, "That celestial patrol artifact only unleashed one-third of its power, and that power is—cutting!"

"The remaining two-thirds of the power, we deduce, is one or more of the four major categories: confusion, sound waves, curses, and lightning."

The Ninth Round King memorized it: "Okay, I understand!"

"Did you remember its mark? Can you locate its position in the present world within the underworld?"

Some spirits shook their heads: "This [Heavenly Patrol Treasure] is more powerful and more mysterious than the one we've seen before."

"We only remembered about a third of the imprint, so we can't pinpoint its location in the present world."

The ninth round champion was quite disappointed: "What a pity, I wasted an opportunity!"

"When you have the chance in the future, no matter how serious your injuries are, you must find a way to remember all the marks of the [Sky Patrol Treasure]."

The mouths of the many ghosts and spirits twitched, but they finally nodded in agreement: "Alright!"

The Ninth Reincarnation King was pleased: "In twenty or thirty years, the human race should arrange for some unorthodox [Daoist Courts] to enter the Underworld; and there is a very high probability that they will appear in the Imperial Tomb City."

"At that time, you will have to work hard. When your main body descends to the Imperial Tomb City, you must mark those unorthodox sects [Dao Court] with their marks."

The numerous ghosts and gods were enraged: "Ninth Reincarnation King, are you trying to send us to our deaths?"

"That's the Dao Court!"

"A single fluctuation could wipe us out!"

The Ninth Reincarnation King curled his lip: "It's merely a heretical sect's court, not the [Cultural Court of the World]."

"Moreover, my main body will also go there to trace those [Dao Court] marks and then track their travel routes."

Upon hearing this, the many ghosts and spirits not only did not gloat, but instead looked worried: "You've also been used as cannon fodder by Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva?"

"Are you really willing to die just to record these magical treasures like the [Patrolling Treasure] and the [Sect/Taoist Court]? Is it worth it?"

The Ninth Reincarnation King remained silent.

After a while, the many ghosts and spirits sighed and said, "Go and do your own thing. Don't bother us for the next ten years."

"good!"

The consciousness of the Ninth Reincarnation King faded away.

After a long while, these ghosts and spirits secretly communicated.

They discussed how to escape and how to break free from the Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva system.

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City No. 95:

Wang Quan's newly acquired group of ghost and spirit friends have passed away.

They carried bamboo baskets, moving among tall buildings and disappearing into cities.

Wang Quan did not ask where they went, nor did he ask if they would ever return.

He simply watched the group of ghosts and spirits leave before returning to compound number 95.

Burn away bad karma to rebuild the compound.

Click! Click! Click!

Skyscrapers rose from the ground, and courtyards and pavilions were built.

Large numbers of ghosts and their descendants emerged from the alleys and sewers.

They don't need to pull strings; as long as they're willing to pay a certain amount of good karma and collect materials for magical artifacts for the royal power, they can easily move into the No. 95 mansion.

Under the rules of the grand mansion, they built gardens, and even with the tacit approval of the royal power, the Tiger Taoist led the spirit mediums and a large number of ghosts to build an underground palace like an ant kingdom beneath the gardens.

In just a few days, No. 95 Courtyard was restored to its original state.

The vast city was restored to its original state.

The buildings are still the same buildings, and the alleys are still the same alleys.

Aside from the disappearance of the magical artifacts and supernatural beings that were hidden in the shadows and plotting schemes, the entire city seemed to remain unchanged.

What Wang Quan found interesting was:

The city lord knew perfectly well that he had summoned the [Sky Patrol Treasure] to purge the members of the Beggar Army, but he neither contacted him nor gave him any benefits.

At first, he was a little uneasy, fearing that the city lord might plot against him in secret.

However, after a few busy days, he put the matter of the city lord aside.

Instead, they focused their attention on the statue of the Western Ghost Emperor/Western God Emperor.

Because Ruo Jinghong and Ma Qingqiu both brought news of the two statues.