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

Wang Quan originally intended to arrange for two ghosts.

The only concern was that the ghosts and monsters might become part of the feast, so two ghosts and gods were arranged.

The two demons were a bull's head and a horse's face.

One is honest and kind, the other seems fierce.

Upon hearing that they were going on a long journey, the two ghosts were overjoyed and wept tears of joy.

In recent years, they have been living in City 95, where they are no longer exploited by the big shots in Imperial Tomb City.

But they are subject to the whims of royal power.

Over the years, they have either helped cultivators refine earth veins and spiritual veins, or transformed the underworld.

Or they might worship the sun, moon, and stars, from all directions.

Or perhaps they dragged an abnormal climate from the real world, smashed it into pieces, and scattered it into the Stone City.

Or they can gather materials to help craft magical artifacts.

This life is so fulfilling.

These past few years, I've been working twelve hours a day.

Whenever they suggested slacking off, Ruo Jinghong, Wang Quan, and others would try to dissuade them with expressions of disappointment and frustration.

"You are at the prime of your lives, so you absolutely cannot be lazy."

"Too tired? Want to rest? Are you ghosts or gods? You could go a thousand or ten thousand years without closing your eyes and it wouldn't bother you!"

"If you don't work hard when you're young, you'll regret it when you're old!"

"Your efforts today are for a better life in the future."

Those little words, spoken in a coherent and elaborate manner, made them feel that if they were lazy, it would be a heinous crime—failing to live up to the expectations of the sun, moon, stars, and all directions; and failing to live up to the expectations of countless living beings.

Now, I finally have a chance to go out.

Overjoyed, they packed their bags, found a few spines, rubbed and pieced them together to make a pole, picked up their bundles, and happily headed straight for the eleventh ring and eleventh city of the Imperial Tomb.

Along the way, the two demons traversed mountains and rivers, passed through spatial rifts, and stepped into teleportation vortexes.

Even ghosts and gods, due to the lack of a suitable teleportation ritual, took a full year to reach their destination.

Along their journey, they had eaten feasts and were almost captured and eaten by ghosts and gods from other places.

Along the way, they fled in a sorry state, and also killed local bullies with a powerful attitude.

When they saw City Eleven, the two demons were overjoyed:

"We've finally arrived!"

"As expected, the closer you get to the capital, the more dangerous it is."

In the 95th ring, ghosts and spirits are extremely rare in the city, in the wild, and in the wilderness.

However, the closer one gets to the heart of the Imperial Tomb City—the Imperial Capital—the more ghosts and spirits one encounters.

After arriving at City Eleven, ghosts and spirits were everywhere—flying in the sky, swimming in the water, and running on the ground.

These ghosts and spirits are terrifyingly powerful; looking at them is like looking at country bumpkins.

The two ghosts initially rolled up their sleeves and gestured and chattered at those who were looking down on them.

After being beaten a few times, he became obedient.

The two ghosts shook their heads, shrank their bodies, and transformed into ordinary ghosts, following the address given by Wang Quan to find Beitang Xue's apprentice.

They wandered through the streets and alleys, asking questions as they went, and finally bought a way in the alley to enter the city lord's mansion.

After spending some more coins, they found Beitang Xue's apprentice, Ma Qingqiu, in the outhouse.

When they saw Ma Qingqiu, she was graceful and charming, with captivating eyes and a captivating allure.

Beside them were other cultivators, including the emaciated Fierce Tiger Taoist.

Everyone, including Ma Qingqiu, was emaciated, carrying buckets of manure, and reeking of foul odor.

The two ghosts covered their noses, and after confirming the identities of Ma Qingqiu and the others, they took out Beitang Xue's letter to prove their identities.

After reading the letter, the graceful Ma Qingqiu burst into tears, sobbing softly, "Waaah! Waaah! Waaah!"

"My master has finally remembered me."

The ox-headed and horse-faced demons, seeing the wasp-waisted, plump, and graceful Ma Qingqiu crying sadly, quickly tried to comfort her.

They had only taken two steps forward when the stench from the manure bucket made them retreat three or five steps.

"Don't cry, girl, we're here. The righteous magistrate is coming."

"Tell us what's wrong with you, we have a hundred ways to help you sort it out."

Upon hearing this, Ma Qingqiu burst into laughter through her tears: "Really?"

The two ghosts patted their chests and said, "It's true!"

"However... when we came here, the master told your master that although you can no longer command the wind and rain here, you are in charge of the food and drink of all living beings."

"But you are in quite a sorry state now."

"Are you suffering from hysteria?"

Ma Qingqiu coughed and said in a delicate voice, "All living beings eat and drink, and there must be a cycle of the five grains."

"We are now the people in charge of the Five Grains Reincarnation Land under the City Lord's Mansion."

"And the City Lord's Mansion controls this city."

"And we have essentially taken control of the five grains and the cycle of reincarnation for all living beings in this city."

"So, we weren't lying!"

The two ghosts exchanged a glance and realized that Ma Qingqiu's words made sense.

However, they always felt a little awkward.

The horse-faced demon coughed and said, "How did you end up in such a sorry state?"

"We thought that even if you didn't do well, you could at least be a lackey or a loyal servant to big shots."

"But now you can only linger in this land of five grains and reincarnation."

"This is too tragic."

Ma Qingqiu coughed, not wanting to explain, and instead said to the Fierce Tiger Taoist, "You two take care of the two Ghost Gods first."

"Let me see Master's instructions."

After saying that, he couldn't wait to check the contents of the letter.

Beitang Xue's letter was simple, only asking him if he needed help and how he could establish himself here.

I also hope he can return to the far west.

Finally, she wrote in the letter:

I came to the far west and met Wang Quan, the Flower-Scattering Taoist, the lord of Stone City.

Although this Wang Quan is only at the Purple Mansion Realm, he has immense influence and powerful resources, making him a legendary cultivator.

Such cultivators are destined for extraordinary achievements in the future.

In my opinion, instead of struggling elsewhere, you should come to Stone City and follow the Flower-Scattering Taoist.

He now controls a city and commands a vast number of lives.

While it's impossible to say that every cultivator who followed him possessed a magical artifact, his core followers each had one.

If you come to Stone City, I will disregard my reputation and ask you to be my outer servant.

[The king has now forged over a thousand magical artifacts. Even if you're just an outsider, you'll be qualified to acquire one.]

Whether you swagger around and bully the villagers, it's still better than being away from home.

The text also mentions the development of Stone City, including its connection to the world and the establishment of safe zones.

After reading it, Ma Qingqiu remained silent for a long time.

The Fierce Tiger Taoist came over, glanced at the contents of the letter, and his expression turned ugly.

The other cultivators also came over to take a look, and then their faces turned ugly, their feelings complicated.

The ox-headed demon said憨厚ly, "Little sister, come fight us!"

"We'll take you to Stone City to see Lord Sahua and Meiniang."

"You are beautiful and graceful; that Empress Wu Zetian is most fond of you."

Ma Qingqiu gritted her teeth and said, "Can we please not mention Mei Niang?"

The two ghosts were bewildered: "Why?"

Ma Qingqiu choked up and said, "All I can do now is cover her in saliva; there's nothing else I can do."

"I've come this far, and I'm utterly useless!"

As he spoke, tears streamed down his face.

The Fierce Tiger Taoist priest hugged him and comforted him, saying, "Don't cry!"

"You can even lie on your back and help her share the firepower!"

"It's not entirely without merit!"

Ma Qingqiu... sobbed uncontrollably.