“Phew —— finally managed to see this big boss off,” Huang Gubei sighed in relief, leaning back against the sofa. He suddenly felt a chill, realizing that he was drenched in cold sweat.
The pressure had been immense.
Before, there were always two General Level officers stationed in the office, and both of them were ill-tempered, prone to outbursts. Yet, the pressure they brought wasn’t even comparable to a single hair on Governor Chen’s body.
It was unclear what Governor Chen had experienced in the ruins.
Before entering the ruins, he was like a sharp sword ready for battle.
After exiting the ruins, he resembled a sword pulled from a pile of corpses on a battlefield.
“Miss Lin, do you think what Governor Chen said is true? Is there really an old monster behind the Bone Porcelain Women?”
“It’s possible.” Lin Chen thought about the demon claw she encountered emerging from the Void. This claw might belong to the old monster behind the Bone Porcelain Women, but it was unclear what the relationship between them was.
If it was a master-servant relationship, the demon claw shouldn’t have killed the Bone Porcelain Woman.
However, one shouldn’t be too definitive, as there were no rules like ‘a tiger does not eat its own cubs’ among evil spirits.
“Perhaps the evil spirit we encountered earlier at the Ghost Market is the old monster Chen Huaian mentioned… Regardless, after midnight tonight, we will know the results. Whether it’s boasting or the truth, he must provide some result. So, prepare yourselves.”
“That’s true. After all, this Governor Chen is indeed very strong…”
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In a cavernous stone cave a thousand meters underground in Jinde Ancient Town stood a towering white porcelain Buddha statue. A Buddha should have a benevolent appearance, but this statue was different. Her face was grim, wearing a垂旒 crown, dressed in a bl**d-red long robe with ghostly patterns embroidered on the sleeves. Beneath her feet was not a lotus platform, but a heap of dried bones cast from white porcelain.
Suddenly, bl**d seeped from the eyes of the statue, her face contorting into a demonic visage, emitting a shrill human voice: “Just over ten years since the resurgence of spiritual energy, and there are already cultivators this strong? It shouldn’t be like this… It shouldn’t be like this! There must be something wrong…”
Recalling the madman’s frenzied state, the Porcelain Mother belatedly realized that the madman seemed to be practicing demonic arts?
It wasn’t the method of Emperor Jiang, so did that mean a new lineage had emerged?
Why didn’t she know!
And if he was a Demon Cultivator, then he should be on her side.
Didn’t they agree that during the early stages of spiritual energy resurgence, Demon Cultivators and evil spirits would not fight each other?
Wouldn’t this Demon Cultivator fear living worse than d*ath by violating the rules set by those existences?
The Porcelain Mother thought for a long time but couldn’t come up with any conclusions. The situation was strange, something she’d never encountered before. But regardless, since she had arrived, she needed to quickly enhance her strength.
“Let me recover first. Cultivators in the early stages of spiritual energy resurgence don’t have many techniques, so they shouldn’t be able to find my hiding place…”
Closing her eyes, the Porcelain Mother began to form hand seals.
To quickly restore her strength, she needed to switch from her ghost form to her statue form, which would accelerate her cultivation speed.
But the statue form was also fragile and required protection.
A hazy bl**d light brewed within the cave, accompanied by a rustling sound.
Crowded Bone Porcelain Women carrying bl**d porcelain bottles slowly approached the Porcelain Mother.
They raised their hands high, pouring the bl**d from the porcelain bottles onto the dried bone lotus platform beneath the Porcelain Mother, shattering themselves into porcelain shards to merge with the platform. The aura surrounding the Porcelain Mother rapidly grew stronger.
During the Mingde Period, a county official sacrificed a young girl in a bl**d ritual to save his critically ill child and created bl**d bone porcelain, offering it to the Earthly Fiend Ghost Mother. Over three years, countless sacrifices were made, allowing the Earthly Fiend Ghost Mother to create a ghostly Buddha body from the bl**d bone porcelain. However, she failed to save the life of the official’s child, instead disguising a bl**d porcelain bottle as his child.
After all, as a ghost practitioner, she only excelled in killing, not saving lives.
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“Director Chen… Is there truly a more powerful evil spirit behind the Bone Porcelain Women?”
Sitting in the car, Xiang Xiaoyuan could no longer hold back, staring at Chen Huaian in the back seat and asking repeatedly.
“There is. They don’t believe you, nor do you?” Chen Huaian rolled his eyes and pulled out his phone.
“But Director, the drones didn’t detect any evil spirit aura.”
“You should phase out your detection system soon.” Chen Huaian sighed helplessly.
He had stirred up quite a commotion inside, yet upon coming out, they told him no evil spirit was detected?
Then what did he k*ll?
Air?
“Director, since there truly is such a powerful evil spirit, we shouldn’t go at midnight. Midnight is when yin energy is strongest. We should go at noon!” Zhao Ying slightly turned her head while driving.
She trusted Chen Huaian’s words.
After all, Chen Huaian had clear and somewhat foolish eyes, looking like someone who wouldn’t lie, just like a male college student.
“No problem, I will go at midnight.”
Chen Huaian opened his electronic girlfriend game.
He found it hard to explain to Xiang Xiaoyuan and Zhao Ying.
What he needed was the time when ghostly energy was at its peak.
One reason was that he feared not being able to locate the exact position of the enemy. The second reason… he was afraid of killing the opponent again. This time, he intended to capture alive. Those who have played Pokémon and Sino Legend knew that without skills that could reduce the opponent to a single drop of bl**d, one could only try to fight higher-level opponents with thicker health.
For him, they weren’t just cultivation materials but money!
“Director…”
Zhao Ying and Xiang Xiaoyuan wanted to persuade him further. Already annoyed, Chen Huaian put on his headphones, pulled up the partition between the front and rear seats, and curled up in the seat: “Alright, do what you need to do. I’m going to play games.”
He activated the rear seat silence function, blocking out Xiang Xiaoyuan and Zhao Ying’s voices.
Looking at Li Qingran sleeping sideways on the bamboo bed, he couldn’t help but recall the image of Li Qingran demonstrating the meridian route of the Chongxu Lingmu technique to him. He licked his lips and grinned lecherously.
Since she’s asleep, she should be less sensitive, right?
He extended his wandering hand and poked her slender waist.
“Qingran, wake up. Let your master test you~”
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