Chapter 297 – Li Haoran is probably dead


In the side room, Lu Yang was reading under the light of an oil lamp, completely engrossed in his book, oblivious to the beautiful figure in green that had appeared in the room.

Although Lu Yang seemed to be reading, he was actually communicating with an immortal in his spiritual space.

“Hmm? Lu Yang, have you been kicked out of the Seek Tao Sect for your misdeeds and ended up living in such a place?” The immortal maiden was delighted, taking pleasure in his misfortune.

“…Your imagination is quite vivid, Immortal Maiden. And why do you measure your sleep in days while others measure it in hours?”

The immortal maiden put her hands on her hips, puffing up in indignation. “How can an immortal be the same as a mortal?”

“Right, right, the Immortal Maiden is indeed unique. So, can you go back to sleep now? I have things to do.”

“What things?” The immortal maiden was intrigued.

Seeing that the immortal maiden was determined to hear the whole story, Lu Yang had no choice but to spill the beans.

“So, you’re planning to lure the female ghost over and capture her?”

“Correct.”

“That’s easy, leave it to me.” The immortal maiden patted her chest confidently, as if she had been influenced by the Invincible Elixir.

The immortal maiden was in a spirit state, which was perfect for the current situation.

“Hold on, aren’t you afraid of ghosts?” Lu Yang remembered that when he and the immortal maiden went to the tomb built by the elder, the immortal maiden was very afraid of the ghosts that emerged from the tomb.

“Why should I be afraid of ghosts that I can see… No, I’m not afraid of ghosts at all!” The immortal maiden realized she had misspoken and quickly corrected herself.

“Alright, but don’t do anything inappropriate!” Lu Yang warned, handing over control of his body to the immortal maiden.

“Childe~~ I’m so lonely, keep me company~~” The beautiful figure in green appeared in front of Lu Yang, looking at him with affectionate eyes, her voice sweet and soft, making his bones melt.

Little did she know that the Lu Yang in front of her was not the same Lu Yang from before.

Lu Yang gave a charming smile and pulled the beautiful figure in green into his arms.

The beautiful figure in green was stunned. Lu Yang wasn’t like this in the main hall just now.

Lu Yang lifted her chin with his index finger and said in a frivolous tone, “Lonely beauty, do you need sister to keep you company?”

Lu Yang affectionately held the beautiful figure in green, his hands wandering up and down. “You look good, but your figure is a bit lacking compared to mine.”

What does she mean by her figure is lacking? And she’s calling herself a sister?

The figure in green doesn’t look like a woman in disguise.

The beautiful figure in green felt a chill run down her spine, thinking she had encountered a pervert.

“Come, beauty, life is short, come play with sister.” Lu Yang chuckled, looking nothing like a good person.

The beautiful figure in green tried to escape, but found that Lu Yang’s grip was frighteningly strong. Even as a Foundation Establishment cultivator, she couldn’t break free.

“Hehe, trying to run?” Lu Yang pounced on the beautiful figure in green.

In the spiritual space, the real Lu Yang pounced on the immortal maiden.

“Huang Doudou, what the hell are you trying to do with my body?!”

“Just playing around, I won’t go all the way.” The immortal maiden turned and ran.

“That’s not acceptable either, it’s damaging my image!”

Meng Jingzhou pretended to be sound asleep, suppressing the smile at the corner of his mouth, quietly waiting for the female ghost to arrive.

The female ghost appeared beside Meng Jingzhou’s bed, dressed in red like a bride.

The red-clad female ghost blew a breath at Meng Jingzhou, making him look dazed.

“Dear husband, wake up.” The gentle voice of the red-clad female ghost rang in Meng Jingzhou’s ears.

Meng Jingzhou woke up in a daze, looking at the red-clad female ghost, somewhat hesitant: “Who are you?”

“Dear husband, have you forgotten? I am your wife.”

Meng Jingzhou’s eyes lit up. The Double Single Golden Elixir was effective. The other party claimed to be his wife as soon as they met!

He mustn’t be impatient, he must stay calm.

Then he resumed his dazed expression.

The red-clad female ghost’s rosy lips gradually approached Meng Jingzhou, and Meng Jingzhou’s heart pounded in excitement.

Bang–

Before the red-clad female ghost’s lips could touch Meng Jingzhou, she was blasted away by an invisible force from Meng Jingzhou’s body, falling unconscious. Her lips were swollen from the force, looking like sausages, completely devoid of any beauty.

The Single Golden Elixir, like a great sun, upright and unyielding, sits in the center of the dantian, warding off all evil spirits.

The effect of the Double Single Golden Elixir was naturally stronger.

Meng Jingzhou: “……”

The female ghost couldn’t touch him at all.

In the main hall, Li Haoran lay in front of a half Buddha statue, using his five senses to monitor the surroundings.

He didn’t dare to use his powers recklessly, fearing that the female ghost would detect him.

She’s here!

The figure in white quietly approached Li Haoran, unaware that her every move had been detected by Li Haoran.

Whoosh–

The figure in white exhaled a breath of cold air, making Li Haoran shiver.

“Who are you?” Li Haoran was startled when he saw the white-clad female ghost.

The white-clad female ghost whispered, “Don’t be alarmed, sir. I am just a powerless wandering spirit, wishing to borrow some of your yang energy.”

The white-clad female ghost looked pitiful and harmless.

Li Haoran didn’t believe the ghost’s words at all. What did she mean by powerless? The ghost was solid, clear-minded, and emitted a faint aura of magic power.

Late Foundation Establishment stage.

What rotten luck, even the ghost he encountered was at the same level as him.

“The little girl will make you feel comfortable.” The white-clad female ghost spoke in a seductive voice, making people’s hearts itch.

Li Haoran found it strange. According to logic, there should have been a big commotion from Lu Yang and Meng Jingzhou’s ghost-catching operation, but why was there no sound?

Had something unexpected happened?

Li Haoran decided not to expose the female ghost’s lie and play along to get some information.

“What do ghosts need yang energy for, to resurrect?”

“Sir, you jest. How can a ghost resurrect? I just need a little yang energy to survive.”

Flirting, the woman in white climbed onto Li Haoran, their four eyes meeting in a gaze.

Suddenly, the main hall’s door was violently pushed open, and a young girl barged in.

“Excuse me, is anyone here? I’ve run out of money, could I stay here for the night?”

The girl stood tall, dressed simply, and carried no luggage despite being on a journey. The temple was surrounded by muddy ground, yet there was not a speck of dirt on her shoes.

Li Haoran and the woman in white simultaneously turned their attention to the unexpected visitor.

The girl was also taken aback by the scene before her. This was her first time traveling, was the outside world always this liberal? Even in this rundown temple?

Feeling somewhat embarrassed, she hadn’t expected to encounter such a situation. Even though she was inexperienced in worldly affairs, she knew she should retreat in such circumstances.

She instinctively wanted to turn around and leave, but she found the man lying on the ground somewhat familiar.

Silently, the girl stepped forward, confirming that she wasn’t mistaken.

Looking down at Li Haoran, she asked with a smile that didn’t reach her eyes, her voice even gentler than the woman in white’s:

“Former father, what are you doing?”

Li Haoran swallowed hard, feeling like his death was imminent.

The girl was none other than Qin Yanyan, Li Haoran’s daughter from his previous life.

(End of Chapter)


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