The oxen, horses, and spirits exchanged a glance and pressed on, "How did you end up in such a wretched state?"

Ma Qingqiu wrinkled her little nose and said in a delicate, choked voice, "It's all my fault."

"Some time ago, we were preparing to kill the city lord."

"For this, we even sacrificed ourselves to curry favor with the city lord's chef..."

Ma Qingqiu tearfully recounted what had happened.

It turned out that they had arranged everything, even prepared bamboo poles and spears, just waiting for the city lord to fall into the cesspool, and then, after a shout, they would go up and stab him into a skewer of candied hawthorns.

At first, the plan went smoothly and everything was in good order.

The city lord indeed went to the outhouse.

It turned out that this city lord was no ordinary person. After eating, he realized that something was wrong and secretly mobilized his power to protect himself.

So when he went to the latrine and the floor cracked, he didn't fall into the latrine, nor did he cry for help.

At that time, Ma Qingqiu and his men almost rushed in with bamboo poles and spears, stabbing wildly.

One of the cultivators practiced a special fundamental technique and sensed something was wrong, which is why he didn't let Ma Qingqiu and the others go in.

After failing to see the attackers, the city lord removed the heads of the canteen ghosts and carefully examined their brains.

Fortunately, the Fierce Tiger Taoist and his companions had some tricks up their sleeves. They secretly planted magic in the heads of the ghosts in the cafeteria afterward.

Those spells had erased some of their memories long ago.

Since there was no memory in his mind, the city lord naturally couldn't find out.

The city lord was a kind-hearted and portly oddball; he was quite benevolent and did not punish the other creatures in the manor.

That's the end of it.

Ma Qingqiu and his group failed to win over the city lord and ran out of funds, so they could only continue to loiter in the latrines.

In order to raise funds for his activities and to advance his career, Ma Qingqiu ruthlessly transformed himself: cleaning latrines during the day and earning a little money at night, accumulating funds little by little, preparing to make a comeback and commit murder again.

Upon hearing this, the oxen, horses, ghosts, and spirits looked on with admiration.

The ox-headed demon patted her on the shoulder: "Little sister, you've worked hard."

Ma Qingqiu choked up: "Thank you for your understanding."

"I've really suffered a lot lately."

"But now that you've arrived, justice has come."

"Gentlemen, please help us kill the city lord!"

"When the time comes, I will become the city lord and appoint you as the two generals to suppress this city."

The oxen, horses, ghosts, and spirits were stirred within them and secretly communicated:

"Staying here and wielding power is far better than going back."

"If we could be the two guardians, that wouldn't be out of the question."

"But... we killed the city lord, so why can't we be the city lord ourselves, instead of being his two henchmen?"

"We should become the city lords, and then we can make this young lady our city lord's wife."

The two ghosts whispered to each other for a while, and finally said to Ma Qingqiu, "We will be the city lords, and you will be the city lord's wife."

Then he instructed the Fierce Tiger Taoist, "When the time comes, you will all cut yourselves open and become female, filling our harem."

"how?"

Ma Qingqiu and the others cursed inwardly, then nodded in unison.

Seeing this, the oxen, horses, ghosts, and gods laughed heartily, quite pleased with themselves.

Ma Qingqiu sneered inwardly: "I'll squeeze you all dry when the time comes."

"Throughout history, there have been precedents of empresses interfering in politics."

The remaining cultivators, having spent their days associating with Mei Niang and wandering and struggling with Ma Qingqiu and others, were used to paying a price.

Forget about not being a man, even being inhuman is nothing to them.

Moreover, like Ma Qingqiu, they thought, "When the time comes, we'll have plenty of ways and secret methods to squeeze them dry."

Seeing that Ma Qingqiu and the others were so cooperative, the two ghosts laughed heartily: "Everyone, starting today, starting now, we will lead you to the pinnacle of life and help you realize your self-worth."

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As the sun flies and the rabbit darts, the Stone City comes to a close.

After Wang Quan arranged for three groups of six ghosts to go to the eleventh ring to find Beitang Xue's apprentice, he stopped paying attention to the matter.

He didn't even know that Beitang Xue's apprentice was Ma Qingqiu.

Because, in his view, these are all minor issues, trivial matters.

Now that he knows the exact time when the next era's calamity and dynastic calamity will arrive, he has too many things to do.

I have no interest in such trivial matters.

He will be stationed in Stone City to oversee its development and adjust its direction.

They also need to study Taoist scriptures, practice the "Emperor's Scripture," and examine the crafting of magical treasures.

He even planned to go to the second level of the underworld to investigate the situation there.

I also need to go to the third layer of the world to cleanse away evil and relax.

During this time, he also had to study the fundamental principles of the idiot path with the tumor monsters and check on the progress of martial arts.

Most of the time, he would retreat into seclusion to cultivate his inner strength, adjust his state, and wait for the Daoist scripture to return to normal.

January....

The second layer of the underworld was completely stable, and the stone ox demon god gained a firm foothold, tricking many ghosts and monsters from the first layer down.

Now, it has established a small town in the second level of the underworld.

Many indigenous spirits and deities, as well as spirits of the first layer, occasionally pass by.

Everything is in good order and moving in a positive direction.

February........

The master of ceremonies, a Taoist nun, brought good news:

The martial arts masters, through their tireless research, have finally reached a new level.

They imitated the fighting methods of monsters, studied the flesh and bones of cultivators of the [Life Cultivation] path, and after the Grandmaster, created a new realm of Heart Martial Arts - Breaking Limits.

This level of achievement represents breaking the limits of the human body.

The strength of the martial arts masters suddenly increased significantly.

Now, even with his bare hands, he's managing to fight some elite monsters to a standstill.

When the news spread, the entire Stone City erupted in celebration.

One cultivator looked at the newly harvested internal organs of a martial artist who had broken through the limits and exclaimed with delight, "The strength of the internal organs of a martial artist who has broken through the limits is ten times that of the internal organs of a martial arts grandmaster."

"These kinds of internal organs are more durable."

"Practice becomes more efficient."

"Moreover, because they share the same ancestry as us, their internal organs are more functional than those of spirits."

"We need more warriors who break through limits."

March.......

Mei Niang, Ruo Jinghong, and the others finally completed the construction of many buildings in the third level of the safe zone. They also recruited many spirits and warriors to enter.

While these spirits and warriors can't be said to be in charge in the third layer of the world, they are at least more relaxed and freer than in the real world.

They maintain various ley lines, spiritual veins, and energy veins in the three layers of the world, and also cultivate various medicinal herbs and spiritual plants.

Ruo Jinghong and the others even drew upon a layer of underworld ghosts to create over a hundred [Human Cannons].

The group instructed the cannons to roam freely on the open ground. Upon encountering evil, they were to fire a shot regardless of whether they could lock onto it.

With each shot fired, while it wouldn't be accurate to say the world was turned upside down, the sound of the cannon was thunderous and resounded through the sky.

A Daoist cultivator rode on auspicious clouds to inspect the white land.

Upon hearing the sound of artillery fire, they rushed over to search for the enemy.

During this time, [Ghost Emperor Heart] actually led a team to the newly born White Land to chat with Wang Quan.

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