Each of the nine dragon maidens possesses extraordinary abilities.

Then the figure slowly projected, merging with the boy in front of him.

A divine agent, and not just any ordinary deity...

Bei Feng felt her blood trembling. She stepped forward, grabbed the Ghost King's arm, and forcibly awakened him with a blue light.

Then, she used her spiritual energy to cut her finger, and pointed her bloody finger at the ground.

The sound of a blue phoenix crying.

The green flames burned fiercely, and the golden light dimmed.

The Ghost King finally recovered, slumped backward, and was covered in cold sweat.

"What I just saw was..."

Bei Feng patted the Ghost King on the back and looked at the boy with great affection.

She was different from Qingyi. Qingyi was displaced when she was young and did not receive a proper education, while she was young before the war between the merchant guilds broke out, and her family taught her many things.

For example, Qingluan is a messenger of Lord Hengjun, mainly to report to the King of Gods on behalf of her master.

For example, she had seen a prophecy in the family ancestral hall that when the seven apostles of the King of Gods descended upon the Nine Provinces again and the stars returned to their correct positions, He would awaken from His long-confined coffin and guide the lost people in a new direction.

For example, she saw a mural in a cave behind her family's mountain, depicting a blurry figure drawing a sword to the sky in the twilight era, with gods following behind and even the dragon god prostrating himself at his feet.

I was sweating profusely.

In that instant, Bei Feng's mind was filled with many thoughts. Flames were wrapped around her fingertips, and she didn't know what to do for a moment.

But she soon realized that the other party had stopped moving, and the boy did not seem to have any ill intentions, so she relaxed a little and tried to communicate: "God's agent... have you come from afar? Is there anything you wish to instruct me on?"

Lu Yueyuan said respectfully, "Your Majesty, I have already told the Ghost King that I am Lu Yueyuan of the Jiuyi Sect. I have come here to treat your hidden injuries. At the same time, on behalf of the Jiuyi Sect Master's lineage, I hope to repair the relationship with the Fengdu Ghost Palace."

He tried his best to appear gentle and mild: "Just now, it was only because of the Ghost King's attitude that the lord was somewhat dissatisfied, but please rest assured, we have no intention of harming you. This time, we have come with sincerity. Ghost King, before you want to insult my whole family, could you please allow us to have a peaceful exchange?"

Just as the Ghost King was about to speak, Bei Feng beside him said, "Is it the lineage of the Nine Peaks Sect Master? No problem, we are willing to listen first, no matter what."

She gently tapped the Ghost King's back a few times, signaling him to calm down.

The previous sect leader of the Jiuyi Sect still had a good reputation. Although he fought a battle with the Fengdu Ghost Mansion in Youzhou over the Ming Huaiwei incident, it was the Ghost King who insisted on getting involved. Originally, the Demonic Sect had already gone, but the Ghost King thought it wasn't chaotic enough and sent people to join in. Unexpectedly, they were defeated and returned in disarray.

Even if the old sect leader didn't have a god behind him, his own strength was still worthy of recognition. Bei Feng had also heard some rumors that the reason why the Jiuyi Sect's lineage could be passed down and only their lineage could become the sect leader was because they had a unique secret technique.

That secret technique involves the most core secrets of the Jiuyi Sect, which only the sect leaders of each generation know.

Bei Feng had no interest in the secrets of the Jiuyi Sect; she simply respected the deity behind Lu Yueyuan, which was why she was willing to listen to him.

Lu Yueyuan said, "The Queen's injuries are mainly to her soul. The assassin of that year fused the curse into the magic, creating a special curse spell. This spell engraves the curse into a person's soul, causing them to be restless for eternity. Even if they are reincarnated, they will not be able to get rid of the curse on their soul."

He paused, then extended his right hand, a light emanating from his palm: "Actually, healing this isn't difficult. All I need to do is use my powers related to the soul to smooth things over. And coincidentally, my god possesses these powers."

Power to [retreat].

It's not just a physical regression, but a regression in all aspects.

Lu Yueyuan flicked his finger at Bei Feng's bleeding fingertip, and the wound on the fingertip instantly healed, returning to its original white color.

The Ghost King immediately became excited: "This power is so wondrous, it even involves the laws of time and space. Can you really cure my wife's illness?"

Lu Yueyuan laughed and said, "Of course, and I have a way to deal with the current predicament of Youzhou. I can solve the problems of the damaged Netherworld Curtain, the two guardians of the Nine Peaks Sect, and the strength of the Four Gods who have infiltrated."

The Ghost King excitedly tried to get up, but Bei Feng gently pressed him down.

There's no such thing as a free lunch. Bei Feng was naturally happy to have her hidden injuries healed and to be able to resolve the current predicament of Youzhou. However, she had to consider whether Youzhou could afford the price.

She certainly agreed to reconcile with the Jiuyi Sect and cooperate with other states, but now the people of the Jiuyi Sect had taken the initiative to approach her, and there was a terrifying god behind them, so Bei Feng had to be careful.

Moreover, she was also wary of this young man named Lu Yueyuan. How did he know the secrets of that year and her hidden injuries? Also, he seemed to know so much about Youzhou. Had he been keeping an eye on Youzhou all along? What was his purpose?

Most importantly, this young man must be different from others to be able to become the agent of that god.

Bei Feng said softly, "Great Agent, you have done so much for us without holding grudges, even going so far as to fight against our own kind for our sake. What do we need to give in return?"

Lu Yueyuan said, "Cooperation."

Bei Feng asked, "With you?"

Lu Yueyuan said, "It's not just me, but also the Langya Gang from Qingzhou."

Bei Feng looked at him solemnly: "So that's how it is. You helped Qingzhou through the calamity, didn't you? You really worked hard."

The enemy of Kyushu is not themselves; their enemy is in the Sea of ​​the Void, in that dark and deep place, in that place where no one dares to set foot.

Bei Feng understood this, and she also understood that the young man before her knew this.

But was he sincere?

Lu Yueyuan is protected by the gods and has come with sincerity, so Bei Feng has no way to verify his authenticity by searching his soul. Not to mention, Qingzhou had just blown up the Ghost King's excrement not long ago—although Bei Feng felt that someone was trying to sow discord.

However, it cannot be ruled out that Lu Yueyuan was behind it all, pretending to know everything while secretly pursuing his own selfish interests...

However, Bei Feng only thought about it briefly before rejecting the idea. Relying on her intuition as a descendant of a divine beast, coupled with her awe of the god behind Lu Yueyuan, she still chose to believe in Lu Yueyuan.

He is the agent of that god.

That is the legendary god who loves mankind the most; His power and ways remain a mystery to this day.

He has not appeared for a long time. Some say that He was exiled to the Sea of ​​the Dead by the four gods, while others say that He is actually dead and can only be resurrected when the stars return to their proper places. Still others say that His eyes are always watching over the mortal world, and His seven apostles are preparing a plan for Him, which will begin when His agent appears.

These are all legends, but Bei Feng just feels...

He and He can always be trusted.

“Alright.” Bei Feng agreed on behalf of the Ghost King. “My Fengdu Ghost Palace is willing to cooperate with you and the Langya Gang.”

"Thank you for your trust in me." Lu Yueyuan bowed his head in gratitude.

This should be the simplest yet most complex instance of his collaboration with the Ghost Palace of Fengdu.

He looked up at the Ghost King and Queen; this wasn't the first time he had seen them from this perspective.

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"You're in a lot of pain, child. Are you alright?" Bei Feng stroked his head. "Give me that pill."

"The pills I prepared for you are going to be given to some man from Zhongzhou. Do you know how long it took me to refine these pills?" the Ghost King said. "Who knows why he came here? Just give him a token and tell him to get lost."

"Don't do this, he's dying, we can't just stand by and watch him die."

"We cultivate the path of the soul, our sect is called Fengdu Ghost Palace. So what if we die? We can be reincarnated. At worst, I'll reincarnate in his place. I've been refining this pill for a very long time. Do you know what a long time means? You think it's forty-nine days?" the Ghost King roared.

Lu Yueyuan slightly opened his eyes. This time, the system's voice did not sound. Mo Zhiyan's power forced it to shut down, but there was an even louder noise. He turned his head slightly and saw a man and a woman. His nose was filled with the scent of flowers, a very elegant floral fragrance.

"Child, you're awake! Quickly, do you want to live or be reincarnated? Nod or shake your head?" the Ghost King said. "Nod your head, and I'll reincarnate you. I guarantee you'll be reborn as a human in your next life."

"Stop talking nonsense. Give me the pill. This child has lost his left hand. He's so pitiful." Bei Feng stubbornly stretched out his hand.

"It wasn't me who did it. Besides, it's my left hand that's missing, not my penis. A man can't have a left hand, so what? He can still find a wife, right?"

Where is this...? Lu Yueyuan's mind worked quickly, and he soon remembered that this was Youzhou, the place he hated the most.

"If I'm going to save him, I'll have to give him conditions. Unless he leaves Zhongzhou and becomes my son in Youzhou from now on." The Ghost King plopped down on the bed, shoved a pill into his mouth, and placed his hand on his shoulder. "What do you mean, son?"

Lu Yueyuan opened his mouth slightly, wanting to say "I'll kill you all," but his throat was damaged, and he could only make muffled sounds.

Just as the Ghost King hated Zhongzhou, Lu Yueyuan hated Youzhou just as much back then. The Demonic Sect slaughtered his village, and the most powerful force in Youzhou, Fengdu Ghost Mansion, even came to fish in troubled waters. If they hadn't stopped his grandmaster and master, the support from Jiuyi Sect would have arrived long ago... Therefore, Lu Yueyuan harbored hatred in his heart; he hated the entire Youzhou.

The Demonic Sect left the most traces in Youzhou. It's possible that the Demonic Sect was supported by the Ghost Palace of Fengdu. The Demonic Sect and they are in cahoots. The Demonic Sect is the people of Youzhou... Hatred is a seed that blossoms. While it appears innocent, its roots are already intertwined deep in the soil. Lu Yueyuan can no longer control his emotions.

At that time, he hated the world, hated Ming Huaiwei for stopping him, hated them for concealing the truth, and hated Youzhou for taking advantage of the chaos. He had already lost everything, and finally found a new home with the sect leader's lineage, but now that was gone too.

Is this some kind of funny joke?

"What do you mean by 'ah ah'? Do you agree or not?" the Ghost King asked.

"Take care of the patient. Come here, but don't frighten him." Bei Feng gently pulled the Ghost King up.

"What's wrong with me scaring him? I spent ages refining this pill! Do you know how many days I spent refining it and how many precious materials I used? It's for nourishing your soul! My god, this kid got it for free! Can't I even complain a little? Doesn't he have to call me 'Dad'?" The Ghost King started ranting again.

Bei Feng smiled and patted his head: "Alright, alright, can I call you Dad?"

"That works too." The Ghost King nodded.

"This is fucking awful," Lu Yueyuan cursed inwardly. "This damn world! It's bad enough that I've lost everything, but now I have to eat dog food here."

Why not just die now? The system's not here anyway. He'd had enough of this endless cycle of death. So, he mustered his courage, rolled over, and slammed his head against the ground. Then he felt the delicate fragrance of flowers approaching. He felt those hands supporting him like a mother's. He heard Bei Feng whisper, "Don't give up so easily." And so, Lu Yueyuan started crying again, pathetically. He felt like this world was completely messed up, and so was he.

Chapter 102: My Restless Soul (4k)

It's truly magical.

The three agents from Youzhou sensed the power eruption of Qing Zaishan and also felt the great power of a god erupting in the main hall of Fengdu Ghost Palace.

They rushed over and saw the boy named Lu Yueyuan with his right hand on the queen's shoulder, while the Ghost King watched from the side.

The three of them had known the Ghost King for quite some time and knew what kind of person he was. He extremely disliked outsiders, regarded the Queen as his own, and wished he could split all the earthworms in the Nine Peaks Sect in two.

Right now, the young man from the Jiuyi Sect is arm in arm with the Queen, while the Ghost King doesn't even make a move.

No Cowboys, no Cowboys!

The three almost thought the Ghost King had been controlled. Except for Su Changming, the other two immediately unleashed their powers.

But they soon understood why the Ghost King had stopped moving. The deity on Lu Yueyuan's body was more terrifying than they had imagined, and the other party was not there to blaspheme the Queen. On the contrary, he came for healing.

The curse on the queen's soul is gradually dissipating.

As Lu Yueyuan used his power, golden light shone behind him, and they all saw the phantom of that god. Therefore, they also heard that name from their own gods.

"The Holy Emperor of Eternal Annihilation!?"

None of the three dared to make a move.

“He is not the enemy.” Just then, the Ghost King also transmitted his voice to the three divine agents.

Now is the crucial moment for treatment. The Ghost King is not blind; being proficient in understanding souls, he can see that the lady is improving.

This kid can be trusted.

The three agents originally didn't want to fight the Holy Emperor of Eternal Annihilation, but the Ghost King's words made it easy for them to back down.

They were still puzzled, so Xunlan took the initiative to ask the Ghost King telepathically, "Who is this person...?"

The Ghost King said, "The descendant of that old man from the Nine Peaks Sect's faction, named Lu Yueyuan, is also a Divine Agent. He's here to cooperate with us."

Xunlan: "?"

Didn't they just finish a meeting? She and Su Changming haven't even finished clearing out the dead souls, and Cang Song's injuries haven't even fully healed yet, and the Ghost King has already acted so quickly, summoning the Nine Peaks Sect Master's lineage.

Or is it the agent of that god?

Besides, wasn't the Ghost King the one who looked down on the Nine Peaks Sect the most? He advised me so many times before that I should think about it again, but now my thinking has changed so quickly?

Okay, it's not a bad thing anyway.

The incantation in her soul gradually dissipated, and Bei Feng could feel it herself; she was getting better.

The incantation branded on the soul is the highest level of forbidden art for assassins. Bei Feng originally planned to live like this for the rest of her life, so she had been enduring the pain.

She already owed the Ghost King a life, and now she's returning it to him—perfect. It's just a pity that she can't stay with him any longer.

Her lifespan was shortened by the curse, and death lurked near Youzhou, ready to strike Beifeng at any moment.

But to his surprise, the curse that had been plaguing him was solved by this young man.

However... the Eternal Annihilation Holy Emperor...

Thinking of the legends in the ancestral hall and the murals in the cave, her gaze towards the boy softened considerably.

As if sensing something, Lu Yueyuan also opened his eyes to look at her.

He watched calmly, then slowly lowered his hand.

[Retreat] has restored Beifeng's soul to its previous complete state. Lu Yueyuan saw the Ghost King's questioning gaze and nodded.

"The Queen's illness has been cured."

The Ghost King immediately rushed over, picked up Bei Feng, and laughed heartily. At this moment, he didn't care about losing face or anything like that; he even forgot that he was the head of the Fengdu Ghost Palace. He just laughed like a child. Bei Feng punched him a few times, trying to make him put him down, but he wouldn't. When men are happy, they become unreasonable like that.

The great weight lifted from his heart, and the Ghost King was genuinely happy.

"Lu... no, brother, from now on, you're my own brother. My Fengdu Ghost Mansion will always be your home. If you ever fall out with the Jiuyi Sect, don't worry, just come here. Hahahaha, you're really something, you're really capable. I really admire you. I won't say anything more, let's become sworn brothers right now."