Mortal: Copying the entry, reborn as Linghu Patriarch

The little monkey exuded an eerie and inexplicable aura, defying all logic.

It lacked the vibrant warmth of living beings, the chilling coldness of ghosts, and the violent aura of demons.

It is neither ghost nor demon nor spirit.

Even the Eye of the Heavenly Demon, renowned for its manipulation, corruption, and allure, could not control this young beast.

The name "Beast of Punishment" is indeed well-deserved.

Linghu Qing raised his gaze and looked at the luxurious and glamorous Miaoyin Pavilion in front of him.

The number one merchant in the chaotic star sea.

Sure enough, it bloomed everywhere, and its traces could be found everywhere.

Beside her, two slender figures stood quietly.

Even knowing that their seniors were of profound character, they still couldn't help but feel a competitive spirit.

In her eyes, she and her senior sister Yanli were no different in appearance and figure, and she was gentle, considerate, and loyal.

Why does my husband have to be attracted to these women of the night?

She couldn't help but gently tug at Linghu Qing's sleeve, her voice soft and sweet, tinged with a hint of grievance.

"My husband."

"My senior sister and I can take good care of you; there's no need to seek out these prostitutes."

Yanli nodded in agreement.

Linghu Qing glanced at the two women indifferently, seeing through their bitter thoughts, but his expression remained calm.

"I don't have time right now."

"Wait here and don't wander off."

After saying that, he casually waved his hand.

A layer of transparent, subtle, light-colored array quietly enveloped the two women.

After doing all this, he disappeared silently from the attic.

Only two women remained in the attic.

Yanli blinked her watery eyes and looked at Yuan Yao, who was standing next to her with a serious expression, her tone carrying a hint of probing and teasing.

"Yuan Yao, do you think... my husband wouldn't really have done *that* thing?"

"Won't."

"My husband is resolute and has strong opinions. He is not the kind of person who is obsessed with beautiful women. He must have important matters to attend to."

Yuan Yao immediately shook her head vigorously, her eyes filled with undisguised admiration and affection.

In her heart, Linghu Qing was perfect, calm, strong, and rational, and could never be seduced by physical beauty.

"Oh?"

Yanli tilted her head and teased, her eyebrows curving and a sly smile playing on her lips.

"What if your husband happens to be obsessed with beautiful women and can't live without them? Would you prefer him then?"

"Senior Sister!"

Yuan Yao's cheeks flushed instantly, and her ears felt hot and burning.

The young girl was straightforward and shy, and when her secret thoughts were exposed, she felt extremely embarrassed.

After a moment's hesitation, she quietly leaned close to Yanli's ear, her breath soft and her voice barely audible.

"Senior sister..."

"What does it feel like to lose your virginity?"

Upon hearing this, Yanli's face flushed bright red, her neck and ears turning completely red, and she was at a loss for what to do.

Her body stiffened slightly, and she hurriedly looked away, not daring to meet Yuan Yao's pure and straightforward eyes.

"Why are you asking this! Don't girls have any shame!"

"I'm just curious."

Yuan Yao persisted, playfully reaching out to lightly scratch Yanli's slender waist.

"Oh, I'm not telling you!"

Just as the two were in the middle of their playful fight and were completely unprepared.

The sound of light footsteps suddenly rang out.

despair.

Clear and concise.

Linghu Qing had already silently stood at the entrance of the pavilion, his gaze falling lightly on the two women.

Yuan Yao abruptly stopped her playful antics, her eyes widening in astonishment, her heart leaping in her throat.

How could it be so fast?

The two women had disheveled hair, flushed faces, and slightly panting breaths.

"Is this it?"

The three of them turned their gazes in unison, all landing on the small black monkey perched on Linghu Qing's shoulder.

As if sensing something, Ti Hun suddenly raised its eerie green eyes to look at Linghu Qing's deep purple Heavenly Demon Eye.

It was not restless, not ferocious, and did not roar.

Instead, it slightly shrank its furry body, its ears drooping, revealing a hint of instinctive fear.

Even though it was young and naive, it could still sense the terrifying pressure hidden deep within the man in blue.

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"Husband, what kind of strange beast is this? It looks very odd."

"The beast of punishment cries out its soul."

Linghu Qing explained succinctly and slowly.

"Born to subdue evil spirits and ghosts, it is the nemesis of the ghost path."

"The nemesis of demonic arts?"

Yuan Yao's pupils contracted slightly, her face filled with shock and disbelief.

She planned to cultivate Yin-attribute techniques in the future, and was most afraid of this kind of creature. Upon hearing this, she instantly felt envious.

"That powerful?"

"They are still young."

Linghu Qing spoke calmly, his gaze fixed on the little monkey.

"When it grows up and fully awakens, its power will be even greater."

As he spoke, he flipped his palm over.

An ancient jade slip floated quietly in my palm.

Jade slip?

Yuan Yao's heart stirred, her breath hitched slightly, her chest rose and fell gently, and a bright, expectant light shone in her eyes.

She was intelligent and perceptive, and had a vague premonition.

"Husband...could this be my cultivation technique?"

"Um."

Linghu Qing nodded slightly, his tone indifferent.

"The original Yin-Yang Reincarnation Technique has extremely serious drawbacks, harming people's lives and severing their reincarnation."

"I need to refine and improve the design to eliminate the fatal flaws."

"Okay, thank you so much, husband!"

Yuan Yao obediently shook her head gently, her eyes filled with tenderness and dependence.

As long as it's given by her husband, whether it's good or bad, strong or not, she'll accept it willingly.

Even if the technique is incomplete.

She also believed that the man in front of her would never harm her.

Linghu Qing said no more, placed the jade slip on his forehead, and began his closed-door deduction.

At the same time, next door, at Miaoyinfang.

The once cheerful and pleasant atmosphere of the neighborhood suddenly erupted into chaos, with a cacophony of voices.

"what!"

The noise penetrated the buildings and spread throughout the entire street.

The young master of Qingyang Sect, who was just moments ago so spirited and arrogant, was now sitting blankly on the soft, carved couch.

His eyes were vacant and unfocused, and a dull, foolish smile hung at the corner of his mouth.

His luxurious brocade robe was askew and disheveled, and his hair was loose and messy, showing no trace of the noble demeanor of a young master.

Ignoring the terrified and averted gazes of the maids around him, he tugged at the sleeves of the beautiful maid beside him, mumbling incoherently.

"I want to eat milk..."

Absurd, childish, and vulgar.

"The young sect leader has gone mad!"

The blunt and jarring murmurs echoed in the moment of silence within the Miaoyin Pavilion.

All the maids, servants, and disciples present felt a chill run down their spines and their scalps tingle.

The young master of Qingyang Sect is exceptionally talented, holds a prestigious position, and has an unlimited future.

In the bustling and lively Miaoyinfang, he suddenly became mentally unstable and lost his senses overnight.

"We're doomed!"

"Young Master has lost his mind! This is terrible!"

"Quickly! Send a message back to the mountain immediately and report to the sect elders!"

Everyone turned pale and hurriedly crushed the communication jade talisman, sending urgent messages back to the Qingyang Sect headquarters.

Linghu Qing deliberately showed mercy and did not kill the young master.

Spare his life.

This was solely to probe for information about the Three Yang Old Demon and lure him out.

After all, why would a tiger use its full strength to catch a rabbit?

His purple-level strategy-related entry wouldn't be worthy of his name without using cunning tactics.

But he was unaware of it.

In the shadows, the Six Paths Supreme Saint and his forces also regarded him as a pawn to be used.

Rumbling--

Suddenly, the sky above Qingyang Island changed color.

An ancient, powerful, heavy, and domineering Nascent Soul aura ruthlessly crushed the entire Qingyang Island.

The lower-level cultivators even felt their legs go weak and involuntarily knelt down, not daring to look up at the sky.

He is a Nascent Soul cultivator!

Moreover, he was a Nascent Soul expert in a state of rage!

laugh--

A sharp, piercing sound rang out.

A streak of dark light pierced through the dark clouds and landed at the entrance of Miaoyin Pavilion in an instant.

His eyes were vacant and unfocused, and a dull, foolish smile hung at the corner of his mouth.

His luxurious brocade robe was askew and disheveled, and his hair was loose and messy, showing no trace of the noble demeanor of a young master.

Ignoring the terrified and averted gazes of the maids around him, he tugged at the sleeves of the beautiful maid beside him, mumbling incoherently.

"I want to eat milk..."

Absurd, childish, and vulgar.

"The young sect leader has gone mad!"

The blunt and jarring murmurs echoed in the moment of silence within the Miaoyin Pavilion.

All the maids, servants, and disciples present felt a chill run down their spines and their scalps tingle.

The young master of Qingyang Sect is exceptionally talented, holds a prestigious position, and has an unlimited future.

In the bustling and lively Miaoyinfang, he suddenly became mentally unstable and lost his senses overnight.

"We're doomed!"

"Young Master has lost his mind! This is terrible!"

"Quickly! Send a message back to the mountain immediately and report to the sect elders!"

Everyone turned pale and hurriedly crushed the communication jade talisman, sending urgent messages back to the Qingyang Sect headquarters.

Linghu Qing deliberately showed mercy and did not kill the young master.

Spare his life.

This was solely to probe for information about the Three Yang Old Demon and lure him out.

After all, why would a tiger use its full strength to catch a rabbit?

His purple-level strategy-related entry wouldn't be worthy of his name without using cunning tactics.

But he was unaware of it.

In the shadows, the Six Paths Supreme Saint and his forces also regarded him as a pawn to be used.

Rumbling--

Suddenly, the sky above Qingyang Island changed color.

An ancient, powerful, heavy, and domineering Nascent Soul aura ruthlessly crushed the entire Qingyang Island.

The lower-level cultivators even felt their legs go weak and involuntarily knelt down, not daring to look up at the sky.

He is a Nascent Soul cultivator!

Moreover, he was a Nascent Soul expert in a state of rage!

laugh--

A sharp, piercing sound rang out.

A streak of dark light pierced through the dark clouds and landed at the entrance of Miaoyin Pavilion in an instant.

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His eyes were vacant and unfocused, and a dull, foolish smile hung at the corner of his mouth.

His luxurious brocade robe was askew and disheveled, and his hair was loose and messy, showing no trace of the noble demeanor of a young master.

Ignoring the terrified and averted gazes of the maids around him, he tugged at the sleeves of the beautiful maid beside him, mumbling incoherently.

"I want to eat milk..."

Absurd, childish, and vulgar.

"The young sect leader has gone mad!"

The blunt and jarring murmurs echoed in the moment of silence within the Miaoyin Pavilion.

All the maids, servants, and disciples present felt a chill run down their spines and their scalps tingle.

The young master of Qingyang Sect is exceptionally talented, holds a prestigious position, and has an unlimited future.

In the bustling and lively Miaoyinfang, he suddenly became mentally unstable and lost his senses overnight.

"We're doomed!"

"Young Master has lost his mind! This is terrible!"

"Quickly! Send a message back to the mountain immediately and report to the sect elders!"

Everyone turned pale and hurriedly crushed the communication jade talisman, sending urgent messages back to the Qingyang Sect headquarters.

Linghu Qing deliberately showed mercy and did not kill the young master.

Spare his life.

This was solely to probe for information about the Three Yang Old Demon and lure him out.

After all, why would a tiger use its full strength to catch a rabbit?

His purple-level strategy-related entry wouldn't be worthy of his name without using cunning tactics.

But he was unaware of it.

In the shadows, the Six Paths Supreme Saint and his forces also regarded him as a pawn to be used.

Rumbling--

Suddenly, the sky above Qingyang Island changed color.

An ancient, powerful, heavy, and domineering Nascent Soul aura ruthlessly crushed the entire Qingyang Island.

The lower-level cultivators even felt their legs go weak and involuntarily knelt down, not daring to look up at the sky.

He is a Nascent Soul cultivator!

Moreover, he was a Nascent Soul expert in a state of rage!

laugh--

A sharp, piercing sound rang out.

A streak of dark light pierced through the dark clouds and landed at the entrance of Miaoyin Pavilion in an instant.

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His eyes were vacant and unfocused, and a dull, foolish smile hung at the corner of his mouth.

His luxurious brocade robe was askew and disheveled, and his hair was loose and messy, showing no trace of the noble demeanor of a young master.

Ignoring the terrified and averted gazes of the maids around him, he tugged at the sleeves of the beautiful maid beside him, mumbling incoherently.

"I want to eat milk..."

Absurd, childish, and vulgar.

"The young sect leader has gone mad!"

The blunt and jarring murmurs echoed in the moment of silence within the Miaoyin Pavilion.

All the maids, servants, and disciples present felt a chill run down their spines and their scalps tingle.

The young master of Qingyang Sect is exceptionally talented, holds a prestigious position, and has an unlimited future.

In the bustling and lively Miaoyinfang, he suddenly became mentally unstable and lost his senses overnight.

"We're doomed!"

"Young Master has lost his mind! This is terrible!"

"Quickly! Send a message back to the mountain immediately and report to the sect elders!"

Everyone turned pale and hurriedly crushed the communication jade talisman, sending urgent messages back to the Qingyang Sect headquarters.

Linghu Qing deliberately showed mercy and did not kill the young master.

Spare his life.

This was solely to probe for information about the Three Yang Old Demon and lure him out.

After all, why would a tiger use its full strength to catch a rabbit?

His purple-level strategy-related entry wouldn't be worthy of his name without using cunning tactics.

But he was unaware of it.

In the shadows, the Six Paths Supreme Saint and his forces also regarded him as a pawn to be used.

Rumbling--

Suddenly, the sky above Qingyang Island changed color.

An ancient, powerful, heavy, and domineering Nascent Soul aura ruthlessly crushed the entire Qingyang Island.

The lower-level cultivators even felt their legs go weak and involuntarily knelt down, not daring to look up at the sky.

He is a Nascent Soul cultivator!

Moreover, he was a Nascent Soul expert in a state of rage!

laugh--

A sharp, piercing sound rang out.

A streak of dark light pierced through the dark clouds and landed at the entrance of Miaoyin Pavilion in an instant.

The young master of Qingyang Sect, who was just moments ago so spirited and arrogant, was now sitting blankly on the soft, carved couch.

His eyes were vacant and unfocused, and a dull, foolish smile hung at the corner of his mouth.

His luxurious brocade robe was askew and disheveled, and his hair was loose and messy, showing no trace of the noble demeanor of a young master.

Ignoring the terrified and averted gazes of the maids around him, he tugged at the sleeves of the beautiful maid beside him, mumbling incoherently.

"I want to eat milk..."

Absurd, childish, and vulgar.

"The young sect leader has gone mad!"

The blunt and jarring murmurs echoed in the moment of silence within the Miaoyin Pavilion.

All the maids, servants, and disciples present felt a chill run down their spines and their scalps tingle.

The young master of Qingyang Sect is exceptionally talented, holds a prestigious position, and has an unlimited future.

In the bustling and lively Miaoyinfang, he suddenly became mentally unstable and lost his senses overnight.

"We're doomed!"

"Young Master has lost his mind! This is terrible!"

"Quickly! Send a message back to the mountain immediately and report to the sect elders!"

Everyone turned pale and hurriedly crushed the communication jade talisman, sending urgent messages back to the Qingyang Sect headquarters.

Linghu Qing deliberately showed mercy and did not kill the young master.

Spare his life.

This was solely to probe for information about the Three Yang Old Demon and lure him out.

After all, why would a tiger use its full strength to catch a rabbit?

His purple-level strategy-related entry wouldn't be worthy of his name without using cunning tactics.

But he was unaware of it.

In the shadows, the Six Paths Supreme Saint and his forces also regarded him as a pawn to be used.

Rumbling--

Suddenly, the sky above Qingyang Island changed color.

An ancient, powerful, heavy, and domineering Nascent Soul aura ruthlessly crushed the entire Qingyang Island.

The lower-level cultivators even felt their legs go weak and involuntarily knelt down, not daring to look up at the sky.

He is a Nascent Soul cultivator!

Moreover, he was a Nascent Soul expert in a state of rage!

laugh--

A sharp, piercing sound rang out.

A streak of dark light pierced through the dark clouds and landed at the entrance of Miaoyin Pavilion in an instant.

His eyes were vacant and unfocused, and a dull, foolish smile hung at the corner of his mouth.

His luxurious brocade robe was askew and disheveled, and his hair was loose and messy, showing no trace of the noble demeanor of a young master.

Ignoring the terrified and averted gazes of the maids around him, he tugged at the sleeves of the beautiful maid beside him, mumbling incoherently.

"I want to eat milk..."

Absurd, childish, and vulgar.

"The young sect leader has gone mad!"

The blunt and jarring murmurs echoed in the moment of silence within the Miaoyin Pavilion.

All the maids, servants, and disciples present felt a chill run down their spines and their scalps tingle.

The young master of Qingyang Sect is exceptionally talented, holds a prestigious position, and has an unlimited future.

In the bustling and lively Miaoyinfang, he suddenly became mentally unstable and lost his senses overnight.

"We're doomed!"

"Young Master has lost his mind! This is terrible!"

"Quickly! Send a message back to the mountain immediately and report to the sect elders!"

Everyone turned pale and hurriedly crushed the communication jade talisman, sending urgent messages back to the Qingyang Sect headquarters.

Linghu Qing deliberately showed mercy and did not kill the young master.

Spare his life.

This was solely to probe for information about the Three Yang Old Demon and lure him out.

After all, why would a tiger use its full strength to catch a rabbit?

His purple-level strategy-related entry wouldn't be worthy of his name without using cunning tactics.

But he was unaware of it.

In the shadows, the Six Paths Supreme Saint and his forces also regarded him as a pawn to be used.

Rumbling--

Suddenly, the sky above Qingyang Island changed color.

An ancient, powerful, heavy, and domineering Nascent Soul aura ruthlessly crushed the entire Qingyang Island.

The lower-level cultivators even felt their legs go weak and involuntarily knelt down, not daring to look up at the sky.

He is a Nascent Soul cultivator!

Moreover, he was a Nascent Soul expert in a state of rage!

laugh--

A sharp, piercing sound rang out.

A streak of dark light pierced through the dark clouds and landed at the entrance of Miaoyin Pavilion in an instant.

The young master of Qingyang Sect, who was just moments ago so spirited and arrogant, was now sitting blankly on the soft, carved couch.

His eyes were vacant and unfocused, and a dull, foolish smile hung at the corner of his mouth.

His luxurious brocade robe was askew and disheveled, and his hair was loose and messy, showing no trace of the noble demeanor of a young master.

Ignoring the terrified and averted gazes of the maids around him, he tugged at the sleeves of the beautiful maid beside him, mumbling incoherently.

"I want to eat milk..."

Absurd, childish, and vulgar.

"The young sect leader has gone mad!"

The blunt and jarring murmurs echoed in the moment of silence within the Miaoyin Pavilion.

All the maids, servants, and disciples present felt a chill run down their spines and their scalps tingle.

The young master of Qingyang Sect is exceptionally talented, holds a prestigious position, and has an unlimited future.

In the bustling and lively Miaoyinfang, he suddenly became mentally unstable and lost his senses overnight.

"We're doomed!"

"Young Master has lost his mind! This is terrible!"

"Quickly! Send a message back to the mountain immediately and report to the sect elders!"

Everyone turned pale and hurriedly crushed the communication jade talisman, sending urgent messages back to the Qingyang Sect headquarters.

Linghu Qing deliberately showed mercy and did not kill the young master.

Spare his life.

This was solely to probe for information about the Three Yang Old Demon and lure him out.

After all, why would a tiger use its full strength to catch a rabbit?

His purple-level strategy-related entry wouldn't be worthy of his name without using cunning tactics.

But he was unaware of it.

In the shadows, the Six Paths Supreme Saint and his forces also regarded him as a pawn to be used.

Rumbling--

Suddenly, the sky above Qingyang Island changed color.

An ancient, powerful, heavy, and domineering Nascent Soul aura ruthlessly crushed the entire Qingyang Island.

The lower-level cultivators even felt their legs go weak and involuntarily knelt down, not daring to look up at the sky.

He is a Nascent Soul cultivator!

Moreover, he was a Nascent Soul expert in a state of rage!

laugh--

A sharp, piercing sound rang out.

A streak of dark light pierced through the dark clouds and landed at the entrance of Miaoyin Pavilion in an instant.