Chapter 505: Regaining Memories, Yun He’s Sudden Attack
Facing Chen Changsheng’s arrogance, Meng Po smiled slightly and said.
“Being able to possess so many things, your origins must not be simple.”
“Regardless of where you come from, having trespassed my Ghost Realm, you naturally have to abide by my rules.”
“Even if it’s Dragon Tiger Mountain or an Immortal King.”
“The people I, Meng Po, want to k*ll, no one can protect.”
Hearing this, Chen Changsheng laughed.
“What big talk, you’re merely a Ghost Cultivator who has attained enlightenment; you’re not a great emperor bearing the Heavenly Mandate.”
“Even the emperors suppressing the current era wouldn’t dare say such grandiose words.”
“Such bold statements, don’t you fear spraining your tongue?”
Looking at Chen Changsheng’s arrogant expression, Meng Po’s figure flickered and she sat down in a chair far away, speaking leisurely.
“Whether I sprain my tongue or not, you’ll find out by trying.”
“As for the rules of other places, I don’t know them, but I do know some of the rules of the Eight Desolates.”
“Everything depends on strength.”
Gazing at the Meng Po before him, Chen Changsheng pursed his lips and said.
“What grudge does the White Immortal and the Wang Family have?”
“The Wang Family seized a piece of precious land from the Bai Family, named ‘Swan Incubating Eggs.'”
“Although the layout of Swan Incubating Eggs is indeed a piece of precious land, it shouldn’t be enough to make both sides become mortal enemies.”
“Under normal circumstances, that would indeed not be the case, but that piece of land was prepared by the Bai Family for reincarnation and renewal.”
“The Wang Family seizing this opportunity, how could the Bai Family possibly let it go easily?”
“Reincarnation and Renewal?”
Upon hearing this name, a hint of confusion flashed across Chen Changsheng’s face.
Seeing this, Meng Po also asked in confusion, “Considering your situation, you should not have heard of the divine reincarnation even once.”
“I apologize, I really haven’t heard of it. Could Miss Meng Po explain it to me?”
“Divine Reincarnation is an alternative path to longevity.”
“The spirit is buried in a geomantic treasure land, after nurturing, it can rebirth into a second life.”
“Although living a second life retains memories, the fate pattern is no longer what it once was.”
Receiving this answer, some memories deep within Chen Changsheng started to surface.
At this moment, a large number of paper money marks appeared on Chen Changsheng’s body.
“Whoosh!”
Chen Changsheng looked up at Meng Po, his calm gaze making her instantly uneasy.
“Who are you?”
“It doesn’t matter who I am; you will know soon enough.”
As the words fell, the paper money marks began to disappear, and Chen Changsheng’s eyes returned to normal.
When all the anomalies subsided, beads of sweat as big as beans appeared on Chen Changsheng’s forehead.
Facing this situation, Meng Po’s expression turned serious instantly.
The background of this young man before her exceeded her expectations, and at this moment, Meng Po had murderous intent.
“Boom!”
However, before Meng Po could think of a way to k*ll Chen Changsheng, a huge commotion suddenly came from outside.
“Who dares to disturb the Ghost Realm?”
“I’m not here to cause trouble; I’m here to look for someone. You should believe me.”
“Hmph!”
“A mere Immortal Sovereign realm dares to create chaos in the Ghost Realm, I cannot let you stay today.”
Meng Po and a man’s voice echoed in the Ghost Realm.
But at this moment, Zhang Yuhua had no time to pay attention to these things because Chen Changsheng’s current condition was very worrying.
“Brother Changsheng, what’s wrong with you?”
“Nothing, just keep your distance from me.”
Chen Changsheng squeezed out these words through gritted teeth and then roughly pushed Zhang Yuhua away.
Seeing Chen Changsheng’s forehead bulging with veins as if enduring immense pain, Yun He, who had been in a lazy state, narrowed her eyes.
“Whoosh!”
“Buzz!”
A terrifying aura erupted directly. Although the ‘Firewood Stick’ behind Zhang Yusheng was trying hard to suppress it, Yun He still ignored everything and attacked Chen Changsheng.
“Crack!”
Sharp nails touched Chen Changsheng’s skin, but what got damaged was the sharp nails capable of cutting through metal.
Paper money marks reappeared, and Chen Changsheng’s eyes changed.
Slightly turning his head to look at Yun He, Chen Changsheng calmly said, “Thank you.”
Afterwards, Chen Changsheng waved his hand, and the Firewood Stick behind Zhang Yusheng instantly fell into Chen Changsheng’s hands.
“Whoosh!”
“Ahh~”
Yun He let out a miserable scream because Chen Changsheng nailed her to the ground with a ruler.
After finishing, Chen Changsheng, covered in paper money marks, walked out of the temple.
“Boom boom boom!”
Loud explosions rang out in the air. A fat man was being beaten by Meng Po and was running around in panic.
Seeing Chen Changsheng below, the fat man immediately cried tears of joy. “Ancestor, I finally found you.”
“This thing I consider it returned to its rightful owner.”
As he spoke, the fat man threw a bronze fate lamp to Chen Changsheng.
With the lantern in hand, the transparent flame ignited instantly, and Chen Changsheng’s originally blank fate pattern was replenished.
Sighing lightly, Meng Po trembled all over. This was a fear from the depths of her soul, a kind of innate intimidation from the strong to the weak.
“You’ve finally come back. You truly don’t let me rest easy.”
Speaking, Chen Changsheng glanced upward at Meng Po and said indifferently, “Immortal King Rank Three, even if you are special, you shouldn’t be so arrogant.”
“Ghost Cultivators rely on favorable timing and location to cultivate, indeed they are favored by heaven, but unfortunately, you encountered me.”
As the words fell, Chen Changsheng lightly stepped on the ground.
The terrain of the mountains and rivers within three thousand miles instantly changed.
“Whoosh!”
Four golden chains directly locked Meng Po’s limbs, and no matter how she struggled, it was useless.
With ease, Chen Changsheng subdued Meng Po and said calmly, “Come in and talk.”
…
In the dilapidated temple.
“Zi Zi, you’re finally back. You don’t know what I’ve been through these years.”
Yang Feiyun complained about his experiences beside Chen Changsheng.
Seeing this, Chen Changsheng glanced at him and said indifferently, “I told you to walk over with your feet, but it seems you didn’t listen.”
Hearing this, Yang Feiyun felt somewhat guilty.
“Zi Zi, I can actually explain this matter.”
“There’s no need to explain. Your impatience is something I’ve long anticipated.”
“Now is just the right time.”
Hearing these words, Yang Feiyun was stunned.
“Zi Zi, what do you mean? I, Yang Feiyun, would never be unreliable.”
“It’s hard to say whether you are reliable or not, but others are definitely more reliable than you.”
“If I were to find someone else to do this, they would likely throw themselves wholeheartedly into finding me.”
“In that case, I wouldn’t be able to control the return of the fate lamp.”
“Only you, who sometimes work hard and sometimes slack off, have the perfect speed.”
“After all, when someone desperately wants something, they can’t slow down.”
Yang Feiyun: “…”
Am I supposed to be happy or sad?
