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

Woo! Woo! Woo!

The wailing and howling of ghosts echoed in the air, and burning black paper money fluttered everywhere.

In a daze, Wang Quan seemed to return to the drowning lower house:

Back then, he would scatter flowers, throw paper money, and perform burial rites for people.

At this moment, the weeping ghosts on the dark clouds, upon seeing Wang Quan, immediately bared their teeth and grinned angrily:

"Another person is here."

"This guy is definitely one of those bastards' lost buddies!"

"Brothers, grab your weapons!"

"Prepare an iron pot and a stove. We'll steam him in a bit and then offer him as an offering to our deceased friends."

Whoosh!

A group of ghosts, wielding knives, spears, halberds, pots, pans, and other weapons, charged forward menacingly.

Wang Quan was stunned: "You're blocking my way, and you even want to steam me?"

"That's going too far!"

A ghost, three or four meters tall, with snot and tears streaming down its face, said, "Did we go too far?"

"It's people like you who have gone too far."

"Within a radius of ten thousand miles, who doesn't know that our brothers of Black Wind Ridge are the kindest of all?"

"When we encounter you people on ordinary days, we can only manage to grab an arm or break a leg."

"I never take anyone's life."

"We will even provide you with medicinal herbs to repair your injuries."

"Within a radius of ten thousand miles, whether ghosts or humans, who wouldn't give us a thumbs up?"

Wang Quan was taken aback: "Are you really that good?"

The ghosts and monsters of Black Wind Ridge nodded vigorously, wiping away their tears, and said, "Of course."

At this point, one of the ghosts gritted his teeth and said, "But we are so kind, yet you have sent a large army to attack and kill us."

"You people are all scoundrels."

"What a fucking beast."

"No, even animals are better than you."

Wang Quan was taken aback: "People? A large army?"

"What do you mean? Humans have formed a massive army to besiege Black Wind Ridge?"

A ghost sneered, grabbed one of its companions, and sharpened a rusty kitchen knife on its head.

Sizzle! Sizzle! Sizzle!

The Mars exploded.

The ghost sneered, "What? You dare to do it but not admit it?"

"Trying to get away with this? How ridiculous."

Wang Quan shook his head: "I am also a kind person, and I don't have much conflict with you ghosts and monsters."

"Have you misunderstood something?"

A ghost's eyes darted around, sensing the high level of underworld authority emanating from Wang Quan. It said thoughtfully, "What are you doing here? Are you here to laugh at us?"

Wang Quan shook his head: "In the present world, I am the lord of a city."

"As a result, the people of the city were tricked into fleeing by some evil people."

"I'm chasing them to bring them back."

The ghosts and monsters of Black Wind Ridge were immediately thrown into an uproar.

One of the clever ghosts said, "Just now, a dense horde of villains, along with some evil, came over."

"They eat ghosts and kill monsters."

"That's absolutely insane."

Wang Quan clapped his hands: "The people you're talking about must be those who escaped from my city."

A ghost's eyes darted around: "Are you telling the truth?"

Wang Quan nodded: "More real than real gold."

Then another ghost said, "So many people have escaped, do you have the ability to bring them back?"

Wang Quan laughed: "If I dare to chase after them, I naturally have the ability to bring them back."

Upon hearing this, the ghosts immediately huddled together and began to whisper among themselves.

After a short while, a ghost said, "Are you the legendary Flower-Scattering Taoist?"

Wang Quan nodded: "That's right!"

The ghost laughed and said, "I've heard that the legendary Flower-Scattering Taoist is a man of his word."

"If you promise us that you will give us 18,000 to 10,000 people to mourn our fallen comrades, we will let you pass."

"If you don't agree, don't blame us for being ruthless."

A ghost brandished a rusty fork, sending rust flying everywhere, and shouted, "Don't blame us for being ruthless!"

"We have a lot of ghosts and monsters."

"You could be drowned by a single spit."

Wang Quan smiled.

These ghosts and monsters, at best, can only bully Qi Refining cultivators.

If they encountered an ordinary Foundation Establishment cultivator, they wouldn't be able to stop them at all.

He wanted to get rid of these ghosts; all he needed was a spell.

However, when he saw the ghosts wielding rusty weapons and the sky filled with resentment, he also felt that they had a hard time.

Moreover, these ghosts are inherently kind and never harm anyone. They even burn paper money and weep for their friends, showing great loyalty.

As a result, the new cultivators under his command suffered heavy losses, leading to widespread resentment.

This made him too embarrassed to use any more drastic measures.

Moreover, he felt that such a loyal ghost was the perfect cannon fodder.

It would be a waste to kill them now.

"Alright, come with me. Once we catch up with them, you can capture some to use as sacrifices."

"However, if you come with me this time, you will have to stay with me for life."

"I will arrange for you to stay in the Imperial Tomb City at that time."

Upon hearing this, the ghosts were stunned.

To the Imperial Tomb City?

That's the capital city!

How dare these country bumpkins get to the capital?

One of the clever ones immediately knelt down, kowtowed, and cried out, "Master, our ancestors have lived in Black Wind Ridge for generations, with only one central thought and one goal: to await your summons."

"Sir, we don't need the offerings anymore."

"I only ask to follow you, sir, and serve you faithfully."

Wang Quan paused for a moment, then said, "Let's go."

Then an old ghost weakly said, "Master, we little friends are still full of resentment."

"If they leave, they will surely fall into the deeper underworld and lose their wisdom."

Upon hearing this, the other ghosts looked at their friends who were still filled with resentment even after death, and for a moment they didn't know what to do.

After watching for a while, Wang Quan had a sudden thought: "I have a way to make them reincarnate."

"Ask them if they'd like to?"

As a result, the resentful ghosts cried out, "Don't want to be reincarnated!"

"We must get our revenge!"

Wang Quan laughed: "I have the means to refine you into magical artifacts."

"At that time, you will take revenge in the form of magical artifacts."

"feasible?"

The resentful ghosts shouted, "It's feasible!"

"Please, sir, use your power to transform us into magical artifacts."

Without further ado, Wang Quan opened his mouth and spewed out streams of magical power, then began chanting Taoist scriptures.

Bilibili!

Girgh!

The Taoist scriptures were wondrous; as he recited them, lotus flowers appeared all around him.

The lotus flower bloomed, and a ghost touched it. In the next instant, the ghostly aura on his body dissipated, and his body began to become transparent.

He cried out in terror, "Oh no, I'm going to be reincarnated!"

"Sir, I want to be a ghost, not reincarnated."

Before he could finish speaking, he transformed into a beam of white light and shot into the sky, disappearing from sight.

Seeing this, the other ghosts all retreated, fearing they might accidentally be reincarnated.

At this moment, the power of many Taoist scriptures converged and fell upon the magic power, transforming into the spells for refining magical artifacts.

One spell after another, like a giant snake burrowing into the dark clouds filled with resentment.

In the next instant, the dark clouds churned, and the resentful faces on them transformed into reliefs. The ever-changing dark clouds then turned into a patch of black earth.

"Go up there and chase after them."

An old ghost exclaimed in astonishment, "Master, you've already mastered it?"

Wang Quan was bewildered: "It's just crafting a magical artifact, how difficult could it be?"