In the front hall, apart from six or seven ghosts standing there, two pale-faced mortals were seated on the left side.
They were precisely the pair of n and won from the Flower Cloud Sect and the Divine Maiden Sect.
The man’s breath was slightly heavy, and the air he exhaled carried a hint of iron rust sll, suggesting he was slightly injured.
The woman, however, seed unreadable. Although her face was pale, her gaze flowed shrewdly, seemingly with plans in mind.
Seeing Earth Puppet Lu Zheng being brought in, a trace of resentnt appeared on the man’s face, but the woman showed a slight smile.
Pressed onto the first seat on the right side of the front hall, two ghosts behind Earth Puppet Lu Zheng stepped back quietly, standing in place.
The man turned his head towards Earth Puppet Lu Zheng, rolling his eyes, snorting coldly, "A bunch of hypocritical people, I haven’t even dug up your ancestors’ graves, yet you insist on coming at with threats and violence. Well, are you satisfied now?"
Earth Puppet Lu Zheng glanced at the man sideways without speaking, just assessing the surroundings, then looked towards the back hall, his gaze probing.
"What are you looking at? This place has ford its own array, the host at least a Ghost King with three hundred years of Dao practice," the man said coldly, "soon they’ll absorb your Yang Qi."
"Not necessarily." Earth Puppet Lu Zheng shrugged, glanced at the woman, "Maybe this Ghost King is a lustful ghost?"
Heeding this remark, the woman’s eyes shifted, and she spoke in a charming voice, "If that’s the case, then this little woman’s life is spared for the mont. Rest assured, this little woman will plead for you."
Just at this mont, footsteps sounded again from outside the courtyard, and the three turned to see two ghosts bringing Yan Hongxia inside.
"Eh?" Seeing Lu Zheng there as well, Yan Hongxia was montarily taken aback.
"Hehe, we were just waiting for you!" The woman giggled delicately, "As expected of a top disciple from Cloud Ascending Mountain, truly skilled."
Yan Hongxia raised her brows, glanced at Earth Puppet Lu Zheng, nodded, then was pressed into the second seat on the right side of the front hall by two ghosts.
Earth Puppet Lu Zheng looked at Yan Hongxia, noticing her slightly pale face and weak breath, he couldn’t help but ask, "Are you alright?"
"I’m fine, didn’t expect these ghosts to have so tricks up their sleeves!" Yan Hongxia cast a sideways glance at several ghosts in the hall.
"More than just so tricks, now we are captives, controlled by others," the man scanned the three, speaking coldly, "Each of us maintains a calm deanor, have we all co to terms with life and death?"
The woman lanted ekly, "What can be done? The array is formidable, the spell powerful, if resistance is impossible, then let’s honestly see what the master’s intent is."
Earth Puppet Lu Zheng looked at Yan Hongxia, who signaled him with a look, then spoke angrily, "I want to see if these ghosts dare kill ; if I die, let’s see if Cloud Ascending Mountain will flatten this place!"
Earth Puppet Lu Zheng blinked, then pondered aloud, "Since they haven’t killed us imdiately, there must be another purpose?"
"Swish!"
A gentle sound, then suddenly from the main seat of the front hall, a figure in black appeared out of thin air.
The figure was clad in luxurious gold-trimd black clothes, embroidered with scenes of corpses and oceans of blood.
Long black hair flowed over his shoulders, his face a square, with a single brow, looking middle-aged, complexion pale, eyes pure black, lips gray-white.
This ghost appeared as if he had always been seated in the main seat before.
"Greetings, Ghost King!" The woman bowed gracefully in greeting, her voice charming.
"Ghost King! We co from the Southern Border, not aligned with the Great Jing Dynasty," the man hurried to explain, "we can cooperate."
Yan Hongxia stared at the ghost’s hands, then raised her gaze, "Who are you?"
Earth Puppet Lu Zheng also glanced at the Ghost King’s hands, noticing he was playing with a copper mirror, its surface not showing a reflected image, but rather the panoramic view of the front hall.
Lu Zheng’s eyes flashed, realizing where his previous sense of probing ca from.
Looking up at the Ghost King, Earth Puppet Lu Zheng cupped his hands and spoke, "Greetings, Ghost King, my friends and I were pursuing these two Southern Border Abnormal People who murdered in the Great Jing Dynasty and accidentally entered the Ghost King’s manor. We apologize for the intrusion!"
The Ghost King built the manor in this deserted place, surely seeking solitude for cultivation, so perhaps..."
Lu Zheng blinked, "Perhaps letting us leave would be better? We’ll handle our grievances afterward, and not trouble you."
The Ghost King glanced at that man, then at the woman, finally looking at Yan Hongxia and Lu Zheng.
"Hehe..."
A pale smile tugged at his lips, "This king built the manor here, just to quietly remain secluded in cultivation, not seeking other troubles, yet, you still stumbled onto it, how should this king handle matters?"
"Hmm?" Lu Zheng’s eyes flashed.
The Ghost King’s voice was flat, his words void of emotion, "This king loves the Yang Qi of mortals most, but since... to avoid trouble, I have to forcibly endure it, not daring to remain in the Netherworld, hiding in the desolate mortal world.
Endured for ten years, about to succeed yet your intrusion ruined my mindset and delayed my success by three months.
You said just now, letting you leave?"
The Ghost King looked at Lu Zheng, his face showing a hint of amusent.
"Ghost King, Ghost King! These two are abnormal people from the Great Jing Dynasty, from Renowned and Orthodox Sects. If you let them leave, they’ll surely gather manpower to return." The man urgently said, "Ghost King, you may as well clean them up and feast!
Junior cos from the Southern Border Flower Cloud Sect, if Ghost King doesn’t mind, junior can lure mortal won from the outside world for you to play with and then absorb their Yang Qi."
"If Ghost King prefers male mortals with stronger Yang Qi, I can help too." The woman smilingly continued, then looked at Yan Hongxia and Lu Zheng, "And these two, just perfect for Ghost King today."
"Shaless!" Yan Hongxia scolded, then looked at the Ghost King, "Aren’t you afraid these two have malicious intentions, coveting your treasures, plotting against you?"
The man said, "We’re all under Ghost King’s control, without resistance, how to plot against Ghost King?"
"Indeed, our Dao practice isn’t deep, cannot withstand Ghost King’s thods, but you have the Sword Pill Glaze, really sealed by Ghost King’s spell?" the woman said with a pointed hint.
The man nodded repeatedly, continued to speak to the Ghost King, "Ghost King, we accidentally stumbled into the manor, it’s clearly fate for us to cooperate!"
"Hehe!"
The Ghost King nodded, then suddenly stretched out his hand, an absorbing force ford out of thin air, a figure flew from the seat swiftly, and was grasped by the neck.
"Ghost... Ghost King?" the man asked in shock, "Why... why?"
From any angle, he shouldn’t have been the first to be killed by the Ghost King, right?
"You are the first to step into the manor!"
The Ghost King laughed brutally, then surged the ghost Qi within, the man’s Yang Qi was rapidly extracted.
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