Cultivating Immortality in Two Realms: Sunflower Lord

The moment Ji Ruchang stepped into the Zhang family courtyard, a thick, gloomy mist rushed towards her.

The mist was almost solidified, carrying a biting chill and intense resentment, penetrating every nook and cranny of his body.

If an ordinary mortal were to stay in this fog for even a short time, their soul would be damaged and they would fall seriously ill.

But Ji Ruchang only frowned slightly.

The thirty-six star apertures trembled slightly, and strands of starlight essence flowed across the body's surface, completely isolating the invading cold energy.

He didn't rush to delve deeper.

Instead, he took out a pile of rubble—fragments of the two stone lions—from his storage bag and casually scattered them on the ground inside the gate.

The gravel fell to the ground, causing a slight tremor.

Although those stone lions were broken, they still carried the power of incense offerings and prayers for hundreds of years, and their remaining energy still had a slight restraining effect on evil spirits.

With these pebbles there, at least we can be sure that our escape route won't be easily cut off by the wandering spirits in the fog.

Then, he took out the stone ball that had floated into the air.

As soon as the stone sphere appeared in the outside world, it radiated a warm yet firm glow.

The light was not dazzling, but it was like a bright lamp, dispelling the thick fog within a three-zhang radius!

Ji Ruchang was certain in her heart.

This thing is indeed extraordinary.

He carried the stone ball and stepped forward.

Behind him, Zhao Wu and Qian Laoliu rushed into the courtyard. Seeing the stone ball in his hand and the pebbles under his feet, they were relieved, though they didn't understand why.

With this light, at least we don't have to wander around aimlessly in the fog like headless flies.

"Stay close to me."

Ji Ruchang said in a low voice and took the lead into the depths of the courtyard.

At this moment, the Zhang family compound has been completely turned into a ghost town.

Thick fog enveloped every corner, a chilling wind blew, and ghostly figures loomed large.

More than thirty wandering ghosts summoned by the mother and child ghosts were scattered throughout the courtyard, greedily absorbing the remaining soul essence of the Zhang family members who had died tragically.

Some of them floated on the roof beams, some squatted in the corners of the walls, some lingered under the eaves, and some even rummaged through piles of dead bodies.

If an ordinary person were to get trapped here, they probably wouldn't even be able to tell which way is which, let alone find the location of those ghosts.

But Ji Ruchang was different.

The star map formed by the thirty-six star apertures had already clearly reflected everything in the Zhang family compound in his mind.

The locations of those wandering spirits, their strengths and weaknesses, their movement trajectories—

Clearly.

He even "saw" two exceptionally solid and powerful auras deep within the courtyard.

Mother and child ghosts.

They are there.

A faint smile appeared on Ji Ruchang's lips.

He raised the evil-dispelling torch in his hand—a standard-issue weapon of the Night Patrol, mixed with cinnabar, sulfur, and peach wood shavings, which had a restraining effect on low-level ghosts—and strode forward.

Under the eaves ahead, a wandering spirit was perched on a pillar, greedily consuming something.

Sensing someone approaching, it suddenly turned around and opened its blood-red maw—

Then, everything went blurry.

A streak of gold and silver flames flashed by.

"laugh!"

Before the wandering spirit could even let out a scream, it was torn to pieces by the blazing blade, turning into a wisp of black smoke that dissipated into the mist.

As the black smoke dissipated, a faint yet incredibly pure power quietly entered Ji Ruchang's body.

That was the soul power that dissipated after the wandering spirit was killed, which was absorbed remotely by the sunflowers in the courtyard.

Zhao Wu and Qian Laoliu followed behind, only to see Ji Ruchang raise his knife and wave it, and the ghost disappeared.

It happened so fast that they didn't even have time to be nervous.

"Keep up." Ji Ruchang continued walking and turned in the next direction.

One under the eaves.

Two in the corner.

Behind the artificial hill, there are three.

Four at the entrance to the woodshed.

Like the most experienced hunter, Ji Ruchang led the two through the Zhang family compound at a rapid pace.

With each strike, a wandering soul perished.

With each swing of the sword, a surge of pure soul power is absorbed.

Those wandering spirits, even the strongest of them, were only equivalent to entry-level zombies, and were utterly vulnerable in front of Ji Ruchang now.

He didn't even need to use the ancient bronze mirror or activate the bronze lamp fireball; he could easily kill them with just the blazing blade and the evil-dispelling torch.

Zhao Wu and Qian Laoliu followed behind, their initial tension turning into shock, and finally into numbness.

They watched as Ji Ruchang swiftly and effortlessly annihilated the horrifying wandering spirits, one by one, as if they had been transported back to that chaotic night in the county town.

That night, his own boss did the same, slaying twelve Yin River water ghosts and saving countless colleagues.

At this moment, his swordsmanship became even more ruthless, his steps even more composed, and he slayed those wandering souls as easily as eating and drinking.

"Boss... he's gotten stronger again," Qian Laoliu murmured.

Zhao Wu nodded, his eyes filled with complex emotions.

There was admiration, envy, and a touch of bitterness.

They're both former exiles, so why is there such a huge difference between them?

Ji Ruchang killed a total of thirty-three wandering ghosts while circling half of the Zhang family compound.

Each one transformed into pure soul power, which was absorbed by the sunflowers in the courtyard.

When the last wandering soul was reduced to ashes by his blade, Ji Ruchang stopped and exhaled a breath of stale air.

Less than 20% of the true essence in the body was consumed.

The fifth, crucial sunflower finally has the option of being upgraded or divided.

more importantly--

He raised his head and looked into the depths of the courtyard.

The fog there was noticeably thinner than before.

The "Netherworld Shield" of the Mother and Child Ghosts is on the verge of collapse after losing the support of the thirty-three wandering souls.

Behind them, Zhao Wu and Qian Laoliu exchanged a glance and followed closely.

At the deepest part of the courtyard is an open space in the backyard of the Zhang family.

In the center of the open space, the mother and child ghosts floated in mid-air.

The female ghost was still dressed in tattered white clothes, her belly was swollen, her face was as pale as paper, and her dark eyes were fixed on Ji Ruchang who was walking towards her.

Beside her, the bluish-black infant phantom floated, its small mouth full of fine teeth emitting a faint, threatening hiss.

The surrounding, thick, gloomy mist was dissipating at a visible rate.

Without the support of the thirty-three wandering spirits, the protective barrier could no longer be maintained.

"Click..."

A soft sound, like shattering glass, came from the void.

The protective mist surrounding the mother and child ghosts shattered completely!

She shuddered, a flicker of fear flashing in her dark eyes.

But she did not run away.

He just stared intently at Ji Ruchang, his eyes filled with a complex mix of emotions—hatred, wariness, fear, and a hint of... bewildered confusion.

who are you?

Why were you able to kill all my men?

Why did you come?

Ji Ruchang stopped in his tracks, no more than three zhang away from the female ghost.

He looked at her, remained silent for a moment, and then slowly spoke:

"You killed the Zhang family members?"

The female ghost didn't answer; she just stared at him.

Ji Ruchang continued, "Those people deserve to die."

The female ghost's eyes widened slightly.

"But the rest of the town are innocent."

A complex light flashed in the female ghost's eyes.

Ji Ruchang looked at her and said, word by word:

"I'll give you two choices."

"First, leave now and never set foot in Zhangjia Town again. I will not pursue you."

"Second, if you remain obstinate and continue to cause harm, I will execute you."

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhao Wu and Qian Laoliu behind him were so nervous that they didn't dare to breathe.

The female ghost stared at Ji Ruchang for a long, long time.

Then, it opened its mouth.

A terrifying, ear-piercing scream swept out!