This Female Ghost Bears Great Luck!
Crack!
The water ghost’s neck was instantly bitten off by Qing Li, its Yin Qi dissipating like snow meeting sunlight, vanishing in an instant.
Zheng Que was momentarily stunned. Qing Li’s head was not under his control. This was Qing Li acting on her own, moving her own head!
In a flash of thought, he looked at the water ghost he had hoisted into mid-air. The rope coiled around its neck tightened rapidly under his control, like a saw, and in the blink of an eye it severed the water ghost’s entire neck.
As its head fell, the Yin Qi of its body dissipated. The headless corpse plummeted, both head and body turning into clear water, quickly merging into the well and disappearing without a trace.
Zheng Que simultaneously withdrew both arms from the well. His right hand pulled up a barely breathing young girl, while his left hand gripped a water ghost with blurred features.
The girl’s face was pale and blue, her entire body soaked. Her eyes were tightly shut, and she was already unconscious.
Meanwhile, the water ghost was still struggling desperately, its face filled with resentment and malice. However, after leaving the well water, its strength had significantly diminished, even less than that of an ordinary second-layer ghost from the 【Tongue-Tearing Hell】. It couldn’t break free from Zheng Que’s grasp at all.
Zheng Que quickly placed the girl on the ground, then repeated his earlier trick. A rope descended from mid-air, instantly wrapping around the neck of the last remaining water ghost.
The rope tightened, hoisting the water ghost into the air. Zheng Que’s fist slammed fiercely into it.
Thud! Thud! Thud!
After three consecutive punches, the water ghost’s head tilted to the side and its entire skull fell from its neck.
The Yin Qi enveloping its body rapidly dissipated.
The water ghost’s body turned into clear water, seeping into the muddy ground.
In the blink of an eye, the remaining three water ghosts were all dealt with!
Zheng Que took a deep breath. There were four water ghosts in total, all at the second layer of the 【Tongue-Tearing Hell】. Under normal circumstances, even facing just one of them would have been a struggle. Yet under the influence of the 【Spirit Descent Technique】, these water ghosts were no match for him at all.
More importantly, during the Spirit Descent, he could directly harm ghosts without using spiritual blood!
The 【Spirit Descent Technique】 was truly effective!
Lost in thought, Zheng Que looked at the unconscious girl lying on the ground.
This girl had sturdy bones, slightly thick lips, and features quite similar to Cui Fugui’s. She was indeed Cui Fugui’s daughter, Cui Ni’er. Her chest showed no movement, and she lay completely still, clearly in critical condition.
Zheng Que understood that although Cui Ni’er had been rescued from the well, she had been submerged for some time and appeared to have stopped breathing. Without immediate treatment, she might not make it.
Thus, he quickly walked over to Cui Ni’er, propped up her body, and positioned her on her side. He channeled a trace of spiritual power into her, drawing out the well water she had choked on.
Cough, cough, cough… cough, cough…
Soon, Cui Ni’er erupted into a fit of violent coughing, spitting out clear water mixed with mucus from the corner of her mouth. Her breathing and heartbeat gradually revived.
Zheng Que observed her for a moment, confirming she was no longer in life-threatening danger, then turned and said to the person behind him, “Uncle Cui, it was four water ghosts causing trouble this time. They’ve all been dealt with now.”
“Your daughter is fine. She just needs plenty of rest from here on…”
Before he could finish speaking, he suddenly saw that Cui Fugui was also lying on the ground, unconscious.
Zheng Que frowned, stood up, and went to check on him. After a brief examination, he found that Cui Fugui was fine. It seemed he had simply fainted from fright.
Zheng Que turned to glance at Qing Li’s head resting on his shoulder. “Qing Li, you scared him unconscious.”
Qing Li snorted coldly and was about to speak when Zheng Que swiftly formed a strange and complex hand seal.
The 【Spirit Descent Technique】 was instantly dispelled.
Qing Li, like a ripe fruit, rolled off Zheng Que’s shoulder and fell through the air, restoring her form mid-descent. However, the Yin Qi around her body had thinned considerably, and the female ghost was now extremely weak, unable to utter a single word.
Without delay, Zheng Que immediately cast the 【Ghost Taming Art】 and drew her into his palm.
Next, he carried Cui Fugui and his daughter into the house separately.
Finding a carrying pole to replace the broken door bolt, Zheng Que secured the courtyard gate, then climbed over the wall and left.
The golden crow descended in the west, and the evening’s afterglow coated the entire town in a thin layer of gold.
As dusk fell, Zheng Que returned to his own home and closed the door behind him.
He walked to the bedside and sat down, habitually arranging his shoes neatly, one facing forward and the other backward, before immediately beginning his cultivation.
Having just slain four water ghosts, he needed to quickly enhance Qing Li’s cultivation.
As his cultivation method circulated, the Yin Qi absorbed into his body grew increasingly dense.
When he opened his eyes again, Zheng Que saw the familiar Underworld.
The Book of Life and Death, as before, continuously absorbed the black mist emerging from between his brows.
Zheng Que looked at the scroll before him, which now bore four additional names.
…He Dazhu. Origin: Great Li Dynasty, Marsh Province… Lifespan: Seven years, eight months, and two days. Drowned at the third quarter of the Yin hour.
…Li Gen’er. Origin: Great Li Dynasty, Marsh Province… Lifespan: Eight years, eleven months, and twenty-seven days. Drowned at the exact Chou hour.
…Liu Ya. Origin: Great Li Dynasty, Marsh Province… Lifespan: Nine years, four months, and fifteen days. Drowned at the beginning of the Mao hour.
…Hu Ernu. Origin: Great Li Dynasty, Marsh Province… Lifespan: Nine years and six months exactly. Drowned at the first quarter of the Shen hour.
Gazing at the records of these four names, Zheng Que nodded slightly.
The appearances and voices of these four water ghosts felt somewhat familiar.
Upon careful reflection, they seemed to be the children he had glimpsed out of the corner of his eye on his way home the very day he had successfully become a disciple.
At that time, these four water ghosts had been standing outside the courtyard wall of Zhao Lao’er’s house. They hadn’t appeared in the following days, but this time they had shown up at the Cui household, likely drawn to the well in the Cui family’s courtyard, and then everything that had just transpired occurred.
Thinking this, Zheng Que wasted no time and immediately released Qing Li.
He opened his palm, and a streak of bloody light shot out, landing in the hall below, revealing the figure of the female ghost.
Just like during her previous entries, Qing Li stood there with a dazed expression and unfocused eyes.
Zheng Que acted swiftly, raising his palm marked with the character “令” and aiming it at Qing Li.
In the next moment, the previously calm Yin Qi around Qing Li surged violently as if boiling, then erupted like bamboo shoots breaking through the soil, growing wildly and explosively.
The raging Yin Qi swirled around the white-clad, black-haired female ghost, transforming in the blink of an eye into a massive vortex funnel.
Qing Li’s previously muddled consciousness instantly cleared. Upon discovering she had appeared in the Underworld, she immediately knelt and bowed. “This humble woman pays respects to my lord!”
As she spoke, she suddenly realized her power was increasing.
Her heart swelled with joy.
It seemed just like last time. Whenever she eliminated another ghost, the esteemed lord on the dais would bestow that ghost’s Yin Qi upon her!
She truly was blessed with immense fortune!
Hmph!
That little human race brat was so lazy!
As a cultivator, not diligently slaying ghosts and delaying this lady’s cultivation progress was utterly heretical. He deserved to be cast into the Eighteen Levels of Hell!
Suppressing her excitement, Qing Li hurriedly kowtowed. “Thank you, my lord! Thank you, my lord!”
“My lord is discerning, noble and virtuous, impartial and upright, steadfast in righteousness, incorruptible and just, fair and honorable…”
For a moment, Qing Li’s flattery flowed like a tide, yet her words remained exactly the same as last time.
Zheng Que listened for a while and soon concluded that Qing Li only knew how to use these few phrases when buttering him up.