Chapter 787: 330: Kappa and Ming!
Sect Leader Chen manages everything daily_1 Chapter 787: 330: Kappa and Ming!
Sect Leader Chen manages everything daily_1 “Have you ever heard…
the story of Ming?”
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In the gloomy environment of the Land of Fallen, dense vines and foliage spread out like claw-tightened hands, forming a vast green net.
Red-Haired Ghost King Qian Luo sat on his Thousand Spirits War Chariot, looking up at the drifting black fog behind the vegetation-woven green net and spoke faintly.
He had barely spoken in the past half month, and the few ghost cultivators serving him were taken aback before they could react.
Feidu, who bore a resemblance to the Mini Array Spirit, realized it was an opportunity to show off.
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She hurriedly said, “Honorable Ghost King, I, I know.
Legend has it that Ming was a powerful ghost beast born from the Underworld River.
The Ghost Path speaks of Ming being born with the power of the Ghost God Tao System, resembling a giant old turtle.
It is said that after Ming was injured, he was saved by a Kappa living near the Underworld River.
In gratitude, Ming gave the Kappa a piece of his fallen turtle shell.
This shell became a Daoist Artifact, containing the power of the Ghost God Tao System.
Legend says that after receiving the shell, the Kappa became a Ghost Monarch by understanding the Ghost God Tao System.”
The other three ghost cultivators sneered in their hearts when they saw Feidu answer the question first.
A ghost cultivator seemed unimpressed.
“These are just tales from the Ghost Path.
In Nether Spring, there are many similar stories, all fabricated in hope of a shortcut to becoming a Ghost Monarch.
In reality…”
The ghost cultivator snuck a glance at Qianluo Ghost King.
Seeing that he seemed to be listening and not displeased, he continued, “In reality, it’s not even confirmed if a powerful ghost beast like Ming exists in the Underworld River.
Even if it does, a creature as lowly as Kappa could not possibly save it when injured.”
“Perhaps…perhaps it was on the verge of death and merely needed some soul power to be revived…”
Feidu argued back, somewhat disgruntled.
Her face grew red.
She was once considered one of the lowliest among the ghost citizens, and hated being belittled.
“You’re right.”
At this moment, Qianluo Ghost King nodded slightly in approval and rose from his chariot.
Feidu quickly took the hint and shut her mouth.
“Thank you for your praise, Honorable Ghost King.”
The ghost cultivator who had been showing off instantly bowed in gratitude, with a look of happiness in his eyes, attracting the envy of the others.
“No need to thank me yet, I haven’t finished rewarding you!”
Qianluo Ghost King smiled faintly.
A glint of ruthless ferocity flashed in his eerie ghostly eyes, and a bone-chilling suction force emerged from his open mouth.
The ghost cultivator who was about to politely decline was instantly pulled into the vortex with a scream.
His figure was shredded in an instant and swallowed into Qianluo Ghost King’s gaping mouth.
He nonchalantly smacked his lips a couple of times.
His terrifying mouth filled with sharp teeth returned to its usual state, as if everything that just happened was an illusion.
Feidu and the other three ghost cultivators were all terrified and pale, intimidated by the unpredictable mood swings and brutality of Qianluo Ghost King.
Qianluo Ghost King smiled faintly and said casually, “I hate hearing the words ‘lowly ghost citizens’ in my presence because I was once a ghost citizen myself!
And that Kappa is now the esteemed Ghost King of the Netherworld!”
The ghost cultivators were taken aback at this revelation, suddenly understanding why Qianluo Ghost King had been so furious.
Then, Qianluo Ghost King turned to look at Feidu, and smiled, “You are quite good.”
Feidu shivered and forced a smile on her face that was worse than crying, “Honorable Ghost King, I, I haven’t done anything to deserve your praise.”
Qianluo Ghost King was taken aback, then burst into laughter.
His laughter shook the surrounding trees, their leaves rustling in response.
When his laughter subsided, he nodded and said.
“Good, you don’t need a reward.
But these two do.”
At his words, the other two ghost cultivators almost lost their souls with fear, shaking their heads like rattle drums.
“Too late.”
Qianluo Ghost King sneered, “What an insult to not laugh when I am laughing.”
He opened his mouth and inhaled sharply again.
Two more ghost cultivators were sucked into his mouth.
Feidu was scared to death but didn’t dare not to laugh, her facial expression was even worse than crying.
“Less eyesores here.” Qianluo Ghost King stretched out his tongue, redder than fresh blood, and let out a sinister laugh, looking at Feidu.
“You are not bad to look at!
Don’t be scared!
Let’s go!”
He suddenly stomped his foot.
The wheels of the White Bone Thousand Spirits Chariot turned, flying towards the black fog above, flying towards Senluo’s domain.
The Ghost Monarch of the Netherworld sending out one of his most reliable ghost kings signalled not just a simple and shallow goal of revenge and recovery of treasures.
Another goal was to use Senluo’s power to influence the great chaos of this era unfolding in the mortal world, in hopes of opening a new chapter for the increasingly decayed world beneath the Nether Spring.
He saw a greater opportunity within this.
The chess game of a new era had begun.
Even the Divine Transformation stage might not become the chess player.
But if one does not participate, they can never become the chess player, only a piece forever.
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In just a few days, Chen Dengming, aided by Spirit Heart Grass, Diling Flower, I Love a Twig and other supplemental spiritual medicines and methods, improved his cultivation speed by about fifty percent.
However, maintaining these methods over a long period was challenging.
Especially the I Love a Twig.
This tool was very potent.
It was not about whether Chen Dengming or He Yingyu’s bodies could tolerate it, but more about its addictive effect.
Chen Dengming, being at a higher spiritual level, could resist the addictive effects.
However, He Yingyu was not strong enough.
Chen Dengming had to consider his partner’s feelings, so as not to let the potent western medicine lead her astray like Dark Spirit.