Whenever the words "Taichang Temple" were ntioned, Mu Chen acted like a cat whose tail had been stepped on.
"You dare, you dead girl! I will report this to Grandma, and have her drag you back."
For the Ghost Cultivators of Fengdu, there was nothing more dreadful than Taichang Temple, or rather, the people from Taichang Holy Institute.
Ghost Cultivators are like shadows in the night, while the people from the Institute are akin to the scorching midday sun.
It never crossed Mu Chen’s mind that Murong Ziyue would disregard family rules for Xin Lin.
Fuming with anger, Mu Chen flung his sleeves and left.
After a few steps, he gritted his teeth and cursed Murong Ziyue under his breath.
At that mont, the sky had already turned pitch black, and Mu Chen realized he had unwittingly walked onto a secluded path.
He felt a shiver down his spine, as if he was being watched by a ferocious beast.
Mu Chen looked over his shoulder, but all he saw behind him was a dense forest and nothing more.
He must have been made paranoid by that dead girl, Murong Ziyue.
The mont he turned back, he saw a tall figure appear abruptly.
(Daddy, didn’t you say you’d take for a good ti?)
Beside the tall figure, there was also an egg behaving suspiciously.
Overlord Egg looked around and found nothing that seed like a good ti except for a person in front of it.
Ever since it followed Mommy, Overlord Egg’s taste had beco more discerning.
"Do you see the person ahead?"
Gui Hu glanced at Mu Chen in front of him.
Mu Chen felt another chill down his spine.
(Eat him? I’m still small; devouring people might give indigestion.)
Overlord Egg smacked its lips a few tis; besides, that person looked difficult to eat well.
"Besides eating, what else can you do? Open your eyes wide and watch how I teach him a lesson."
Gui Hulan’s blue eyes deepened, turning as mysterious as the deep sea.
This kid, daring to bully his little hen.
There’s always a price to pay for one’s actions.
Gui Hu narrowed his eyes, and a dangerous glint flashed through them. With a long kick, he sent Overlord Egg into the bushes.
Mu Chen heard movent behind him and quickly turned around.
When he looked back, he saw Gui Hu.
Mu Chen shuddered and the corners of his mouth twitched, his anger suddenly turning to joy.
That aura!
It was the Corpse King!
"Corpse King, you’ve finally shown up."
Mu Chen had been chasing the Corpse King for so ti but had always been evaded; he hadn’t even touched the hem of the Corpse King’s clothes.
One could only imagine the frustration in Mu Chen’s heart.
To think that the Corpse King would show up on his own.
The newcor had a tall stature, wearing a black ghost robe with gold patterns, and facial features as if they were carved, his deep blue eyes in the night like glimring lapis lazuli, radiant with blue light, dangerous yet alluring.
Truly... a feast for the eyes.
Mu Chen cleared his throat a few tis, temporarily putting the idea of writing a complaint letter out of his mind.
As a man, even Mu Chen found the man in front of him quite a sight for sore eyes.
Hmph, to think soone could be more handso than him!
Even if it was only by a tiny bit.
"You indeed have a connection with Xin Lin, I seem to have figured out the pattern; whenever she appears, you show up too."
Mu Chen gloated.
"Hand over the Fu Tian Pill."
Mu Chen had received information that although the Corpse King had broken the Seal, his strength had not recovered, and he couldn’t possibly be a match for him.
Otherwise, he wouldn’t have fled every ti they t.
The Corpse King remained motionless; after a while, he slowly extended a ghost claw from his large robe.
The slender fingers, bone-white joints, the sharp and frightening ghost claw glittered with a chilling light; the Corpse King made a gesture that Mu Chen found utterly perplexing.
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