Ding Fan returned to the hotel, and Mu Zi had not slept at all. When she saw Ding Fan co back, she pounced on him and gave him a thorough check-up.
Mu Zi sniffed Ding Fan closely, carefully looking for any trace of evidence on his body.
Mu Zi sniffed around Ding Fan's neck, causing him to itch all over. Ding Fan was sowhat speechless. "What are you looking for?"
"I'm checking if that fox seductress has conquered you..."
Ding Fan was covered in a face of dark lines. What on earth was this little fairy thinking about all day?
After a ticulous investigation, Mu Zi finally relaxed. "There's no sign that the underwear has been removed... no scratches on the body... alright, it seems you've still kept your innocence..."
Ding Fan had no ti to fool around with Mu Zi, and he imdiately began to prepare for ditation.
Once assured that Ding Fan had not been 'conquered,' Mu Zi finally cald down and directly went to take a shower to get ready for bed.
Just when Ding Fan had just finished preparing and was about to ditate, there ca a piercing scream from the shower.
Mu Zi's voice was extrely tragic, sounding terribly horrifying.
Ding Fan had always known the little fairy to be carefree, so a scream like this surely ant sothing had happened.
Ding Fan's Divine Sense swept over imdiately.
To Ding Fan's surprise, the showerhead had burst open, with water jets spurting everywhere, while Mu Zi was sitting on the ground, looking in pain.
However, sowhat awkwardly, Mu Zi had not a single strip of cloth on her body...
Ding Fan had no ti to think further; the water that was currently spraying out was cold, and Mu Zi certainly wouldn't be able to stand it for long.
Ding Fan rushed into the bathroom. The water that was shooting out in all directions quickly soaked through Ding Fan's clothes, but he paid no attention to that, directly picking up Mu Zi from the ground.
Mu Zi's skin was very cold, and her lips were turning slightly white.
Ding Fan carried her straight back to the large bed. Mu Zi's naked body, her smooth youthful skin, her exquisite figure, along with the faint scent of a young girl, intensely assaulted Ding Fan's senses.
Imdiately, Ding Fan grabbed a towel from the side and wrapped Mu Zi in it.
But what surprised Ding Fan at the mont was that Mu Zi's eyes were hazy, and she looked drowsy. When Ding Fan's Divine Sense swept over, he discovered that Mu Zi's main soul had been hooked away.
The so-called main soul is the backbone among the three souls, governing thought and emotion. The main soul resides in the chest area, which is why people instinctively protect their chest when they feel danger.
And now Mu Zi's main soul had been hooked away.
If a person's main soul is gone, they would beco a foolish and senseless person for the rest of their life.
How could Ding Fan let Mu Zi beco such a person? His Divine Sense imdiately swept out, and soon he spotted a man in a black robe, standing eerily on the rooftop of the hotel.
The person had unreasonably snatched away a soul; such an evil cultivator had not provoked Ding Fan, but now that he had, Ding Fan would definitely not let him go.
Imdiately, Ding Fan let out Zhu Zhu.
Zhu Zhu was now a spiritual beast at the Second Layer of Enlightennt. Although not very useful against enemies, it could still serve as an alarm.
With Mu Zi's main soul snatched, Ding Fan could not rest easy without soone guarding her.
After leaving Zhu Zhu behind, Ding Fan shot out of the room. His figure turned into a streak of darkness, dashing directly to the hotel's rooftop.
Ding Fan's Divine Sense spread outward, and he quickly arrived in front of the robed person who had taken Mu Zi's soul.
Ding Fan wasted no ti in conversation, and two Flying Blades were instantly hurled at the enemy.
For such an evil cultivator, Ding Fan had absolutely no rcy, and he did not hold back at all.
The evil cultivator's cultivation was not weak, and after a mont of shock, his figure disappeared from the spot, deftly dodging Ding Fan's Wind Blades.
"So young, yet with such cultivation level... you could stay and beco my Ghost General," the robed man let out a voice filled with the chill of death.
The man's elusive movent technique puzzled Ding Fan; the robed individual before him seed completely void of vitality. From his aura alone, had Ding Fan not seen him move, he would have thought the man was nothing more than a corpse.
Moreover, Ding Fan could not sense any Inner Strength fluctuations from him. Since his rebirth, Ding Fan had never encountered such a strange person.
"Attack..." The strange man suddenly threw several dark shadows. Those shadows flew directly towards Ding Fan.
Ding Fan was startled. The dark shadows thrown by the man were indeed the Ghost Soldiers used by the Myriad Ghosts Holy Monarch before...
At that ti, when Ding Fan was leaving with Fang Ruohan, they encountered the Myriad Ghosts Holy Monarch, who had abducted Jing Yi. Ding Fan quickly devised a plan, making the Myriad Ghosts Holy Monarch help him stall the pursuing Jiuzhen.
As for whether Jiuzhen or the Myriad Ghosts Holy Monarch survived afterwards, Ding Fan didn't really care, neither of them were good people, and whoever died would be contributing to the world.
However, the person before him was not the Myriad Ghosts Holy Monarch, so why would this person also be raising Ghost Soldiers? Furthermore, from the looks of the technique, it appeared to be identical to that of the Myriad Ghosts Holy Monarch.
What connection did this person have with the Myriad Ghosts Holy Monarch?
At the mont, Ding Fan didn't ponder further; he had been trapped by the Ghost Soldiers Formation of the Myriad Ghosts Holy Monarch before. Once entangled, it would be difficult to escape, so Ding Fan didn't dare to be careless at all.
Ding Fan didn't delay in the least and imdiately gathered a Fire Blade, throwing it straight out.
As the Fire Blade left Ding Fan's hand, the wails of ghosts and howls of wolves were incessant. Last ti he faced the Myriad Ghosts Holy Monarch, Ding Fan used the Fire Blade against the enemy. To deal with Soul Bodies, the Fire Blade was still quite reliable.
The robed oddity couldn't help but exclaim "Eh" upon seeing this.
With a wave of his hand, the robed oddity recalled all the Soul Bodies he had thrown out.
"So it's you... In Longxi, the Saint Sovereign captured a Pure Yin Body, but in the end, you ssed up his plan, and you ended up burning many of our Soul Clan's brethren with your Fire Blade. You even seriously injured the Saint Sovereign with your Flying Sword..." said the robed oddity.
Ding Fan's brows furrowed slightly.
The only ones who would know so precisely about him seriously injuring the Myriad Ghosts Holy Monarch were Fang Ruo, himself, and the Myriad Ghosts Holy Monarch.
Ding Fan pondered for a mont, and then suddenly he understood so of the situation. "So that's it, you're not human... If I'm not mistaken, you should be one of the Ghost Soldiers previously raised by the Myriad Ghosts Holy Monarch."
"Wrong!" said the robed oddity. "I am not an ordinary Ghost Soldier, I am a Ghost General under the Saint Sovereign... After the Saint Sovereign was slain by Jiuzhen, the Ghost Soldiers army also crumbled... Unwilling to be a wandering ghost, I gathered the old forces. wanting to rebuild the Ghost Soldiers army!"
Ding Fan now understood it all.
Back then, the powerful Jiuzhen who was chasing him ended up confronting the Myriad Ghosts Holy Monarch. It seems that Jiuzhen was the better of the two and killed the Myriad Ghosts Holy Monarch outright.
When the Soul Bodies scattered, this Ghost General rallied so Ghost Soldiers, intending to walk the old path of the Myriad Ghosts Holy Monarch.
At this mont, next to the cloaked oddity was a Soul Summoning Banner with five Soul Bodies attached to it. Apparently, the Ghost General had co here to capture new souls in order to build a Ghost Soldiers army.
"You were raised by the Myriad Ghosts Holy Monarch, you should know the pain of soul nurturing... Why would you still do this?" Ding Fan asked.
Once a Soul Body is extinguished, there is no longer a cycle of reincarnation, and when a Soul Body is nurtured, they are forever unable to transcend, becoming an unconscious Ghost Soldier...
"Heh heh... The pain of soul nurturing is indeed unforgettable... But what does that have to do with ? The world is heartless, treating all creatures as straw dogs. To exist, you must be strong. As long as I can beco strong, I don't care about life and death. The happiness or misfortune of others is irrelevant to !" the Ghost General stated.
Ding Fan's eyebrows knitted together.
"In that case, I will extinguish you."
The Ghost General burst into strange laughter again. "I know you are formidable. You have your Fire Blade, and you can control a Flying Sword... But you've forgotten one thing, haven't you?"
Ding Fan looked towards the Ghost General.
The Ghost General laughed. "That is, I am not the Saint Sovereign. You might have been able to defeat him, but you may not necessarily be able to win against ."
"Let's just try and see!" Ding Fan said.
"Soul Driving Great Formation!" the Ghost General declared, and with a violent shake of the Soul Summoning Banner in his hand.
The five new souls summoned by the Ghost General were suddenly released. At the sa ti, dozens more Soul Bodies burst forth, the five new souls directly rged into the Ghost Soldiers Formation. For a mont, it was hard to distinguish who was who...
"You ca to find , surely to save one of these five new souls. Heh heh... I know your Fire Blade is formidable; it can cause heavy losses to my Ghost Soldiers army... However, what I want to tell you is, if your Fire Blade accidentally strikes your own friend, they will be utterly annihilated..."
Ding Fan's expression turned solemn.
This Ghost General was so despicable; if the main soul was cut, Mu Zi would only be able to live a life akin to a vegetative state. That was no different from being a plant.
Whoosh... At that mont, dozens of Soul Bodies imdiately surrounded Ding Fan at the center.
"You now have two options. The first is to cut a bloody path with your Fire Blade... But then, the life or death of your friend I cannot guarantee. The second is to be devoured by the Myriad Ghosts... Heh heh... That is true doom..."
The Ghost General laughed unrestrainedly on the side.
"The one the Saint Sovereign couldn't deal with doesn't an I cannot... Oh, Saint Sovereign, I, the Ghost General, am still much stronger than you... Heh heh..."
At this mont, Ding Fan's expression was serious, and his mind was racing, searching for a solution...
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