Spiritual Energy Rejuvenation: I Began Cultivating By Farming Chapter 622 - 622 431

622: Chapter 431 622: Chapter 431 When the rmaid princess saw the scene that was too bloody, she realized she had never witnessed such a spectacle in her life.

“Princess, why are those shrimp soldiers and crab generals so weak, they look like ghosts?”

The rmaid maidens shrieked in horror.

“An external enemy has invaded our Dragon Palace, and I didn’t expect that over the centuries our Dragon Palace would have turned into a Ghost Palace; no wonder my father hasn’t co to see !”

The rmaid princess cried in sorrow, unable to sit still any longer, she rushed out of the room and cast a series of mana spells in the garden.

Huang Chen saw the real-life rmaid princess, who was even more beautiful than her maidens.

Feeling desire stir within him again, within the Magical Treasure, even as a ghost he found himself salivating, realizing his body was almost becoming tangible.

He felt so joy, thinking this was a perfect opportunity for him to marry and have children, a bright future ahead.

As Huang Chen thought, he imdiately acted, using his Magnet Magic Treasure Soul Conqueror to emit a mist, within which was the functionality of a hallucinogenic drug.

He didn’t spray poison, as he had indeed hoped for such a day when his ghost could marry and have children, to beco husband and wife with such a noble rmaid was not bad either.

The fact that he could enter while the rmaid princess and her subordinates could not leave proved that within this courtyard, the rmaid princesses couldn’t escape; he was able to enter only because he possessed a Magical Treasure.

“What beautiful flowers, what a beautiful rainbow!”

The rmaids and their maidens were struck with illusions, seeing many beautiful flowers and even rainbows in the sky.

Having been confined here, they had often fantasized about going out under the open sky, and that was exactly what their hearts were now conjuring up.

Huang Chen…

The rmaid princess and her maidens were so adorable, so gentle, exactly the kind of won he desired.

Huang Chen had lost his body and was just a soul drifting, and when he was not yet dead, he was no innocent; driven by his lust, he would sneak out with his sect brothers to have fun, capable of seizing even n, let alone what they did with won.

Had it not been for his master’s strict oversight, Cai Xiangxiang would have already been his, and the thought of her harming their brotherhood for another man infuriated him.

Apart from seeking revenge on Jiang Tang, Huang Chen also wanted to take revenge on Cai Xiangxiang, it was just unfortunate that Jiang Tang was too lucky, and he couldn’t bring him down.

Huang Chen’s soul didn’t dare to drift too far from his Magical Treasure, as there was fierce fighting outside, with the potential of people or Demonic Beasts, ghosts like him, using Magical Treasures to enter.

Huang Chen cast a spell to make the won obediently go into the room and then lie down on the bed, where the rmaid princess and her maidens lay together on a large bed.

Huang Chen really wanted to deal with these won right then and there, but he knew he had to wait for the right mont.

The Taoist, like Huang Chen, sought refuge in hiding and entered a courtyard within the radiant light of the Dragon Palace, where he couldn’t hear the noise from outside.

Upon entering the courtyard, he saw a man sitting in a chair, playing the guqin.

For a mont, the Taoist was bewitched by the man’s silhouette, standing still, quietly listening to him play.

The man’s hair fluttered naturally, and his garnt sleeves danced to the music as if he were dancing while playing, his figure so handso and ethereal.

The Taoist was entranced by the man’s silhouette, not because the man had drugged him.

Over the years, the Taoist had engaged in unspeakable acts to enhance his mana, raising Cai Xiangxiang from childhood to beco his Cauldron once she ca of age.

Even before Cai Xiangxiang was fully grown, he continually sought such useful won.

During this process, the Taoist also liked n, especially those with handso faces.

The Taoist seed to like both n and won, but he didn’t make this known, letting others believe he was of noble character, putting on an air of integrity, though the Mount Tai Sect was a minor sect.

Apart from these secret deeds of the Taoist, the other mbers of the sect hardly did any evil, which allowed the Taoist to conceal his misdeeds so well.

The man playing the guqin alternated between having the visage of a dragon and a handso human face, with a gleam in his eyes.

He appeared motionless, but he was already harboring murderous intentions.

The man continued to play without stopping, as if one lody ended and another began, the music filled with touching lodies.

The Taoist didn’t understand music at all and was lost in the lody the man played.

“Would I be able to invite you for a gathering, young master?”

The man stopped playing the guqin, did not turn around, but gently walked inside.

The Taoist, as if pulled by an invisible force, followed the figure of the man inside.

The man sat in the main seat of a living room, with a table before him where a maid was pouring him wine.

As the Taoist entered the living room, he saw many n and also won standing on both sides, resembling the appearance of palace maids and eunuchs.

“Please, have a seat, honored guest.

Serve the wine,” said the man.

“You are too kind, young master, haha, it has been a long ti since I have had a drink!” The Taoist relaxed his guard in front of the young master, as if he had let down his defenses upon entering here.

“Honored guest, how did you co to this place?” The young master asked, looking at the Taoist, eager to learn from this man about the origins of him and those with him.

“I am from the Mount Tai Sect, so days ago I was bound and imprisoned, and I just now managed to escape,” responded the Taoist, half truthfully.

“Oh, who are they?

Why are they holding you, and why did you co here?”