Fantasy: I'm Really Not A Supreme Master!-Chapter 739 - 672 Grey Ghost_1
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The small mountain village.
On both sides of the bonfire, everyone sat together, listening to Second Elder tell stories of the past.
"Young folks... you don't know, the village used to be so peaceful in recent years, but before, it was often plagued by ghosts..."
"Whenever the ashy fog came, grey ghosts would crawl out from the mist... it was so eerie. Burning joss paper, preparing peach wood nails and whatnot, all were measures to deal with those grey ghosts."
At these words, Wu Dade and the others were somewhat stunned.
Before, Second Elder had mentioned the ashy weather now and then, but they hadn't paid much attention.
Now, hearing these four words again, they all felt a chill down their spines.
Could the ashy fog Second Elder mentioned be that strange fog??
And the grey ghosts... Could they be the Ash Mist Creatures?
"Second Elder, do those grey ghosts look like stones?"
Jiang Li couldn't help but ask.
Second Elder shook his head and said,
"No, grey ghosts... they are not stones."
Not stones? That is, they aren't the Ash Mist Creatures?
Everyone was somewhat puzzled.
Only Big Black Dog, who had been licking the wine in its bowl, now looked up, a flicker of fear in its eyes.
"Has the village... ever been discovered?"
It whispered!
Second Elder paused for a moment, then continued:
"Grey ghosts aren't stones; they are transformed from people... People who stay too long in the ashy fog become the life-harvesting grey ghosts."
"Grey ghosts... some demand money, some claim lives. For those wanting money, burning a bit of joss paper will do, but for those wanting lives... you can only fight them with peach wood nails."
"It's all thanks to Little Li that the village has been peaceful these past years!"
Upon hearing this, everyone looked towards Li Fan, speculating wildly.
"Anyway, those grey ghosts are definitely not simple beings. With the Master here, they wouldn't dare to come!"
"Right, the Master has subdued everything with his Great Magical Power!"
Meanwhile, Li Fan smiled slightly and said,
"Everyone, don't be frightened by Second Elder's stories; there are no such things as grey ghosts in this world."
"What's called ashy weather... is just smog."
Li Fan also recalled that during his first years in the village, there indeed were a few days of smoggy weather when the sky was all murky.
Later, managing the smoggy weather became one of Li Fan's tasks.
He led the villagers to plant trees at the village entrance, reforest at the other end, build walls on one side, and dig channels on the other... It took a while, but they gradually got the environmental protection work in place, and ecological construction steadily improved.
Now, with more trees in the village, cleaner water, naturally the air improved, and extreme weather became less common.
As for the grey ghosts, in Li Fan's opinion, they were just a result of the villagers not being able to see clearly during smoggy weather, when occasionally an animal passing by was mistaken for supernatural beings.
Superstition!
He spoke of these matters and then laughed:
"Managing the smog isn't difficult; there's no need for everyone to worry."
However, upon hearing this, a group of disciples... fell into deep thought!
Smoggy weather?
According to the temperament of their Master, what would often be an apocalyptic disaster was just a change in weather to him; a remarkable upheaval was nothing more than the autumn wind blowing leaves, in his view...
"It turns out the Master once took action, altering the layout of the village and more... No wonder, no wonder it's so terrifying."
"The trees planted by the Master, the water channels he dug... they must have formed an unimaginable Chess Path Great Formation, probably too deep for me to see through in my lifetime..."
Jiang Li couldn't help but feel moved.
The first time he saw the small mountain village, he felt it held true meaning of the path of chess.
Latter, even the Black and White Heavenly King had admired the ingenious layout of the small mountain village, deeming it a perfect chess game.
Now, with a vastly improved realm, he reevaluated and realized his initial understanding was still superficial.
He had seen only the surface of the small mountain village.
"Master says that the smoggy weather isn't difficult to manage... which means, in Master's view, the ashy fog catastrophe is not worth mentioning at all."
Dugu Yuqing also murmured to himself.
"Come on, drink up. Let's not talk about the old stories,"
Uncle Zhang said as he lifted his large bowl and guzzled down the liquor, "Little Li's wine is genuinely Earth's Way!"
Everyone continued to drink.
Although the finely brewed liquor wasn't so potent, soon, aside from the villagers, Nan Feng, Zi Ling, Long Zixuan, and others such as Yun Qianshan, Yun Yinchen... all were still drunk.
This batch of finely brewed liquor, rich and profound, though not directly enhancing their realms, solidified their cultivation levels and Dao foundations!
Wu Dade and the rest, lying haphazardly, were strewn across the ground.
Even Little Heavenly Spirit fell asleep, indulging in sweet slumber.
Many other small animals, Little Kirin snuggled in Lin Jiu Zheng's arms, Celestial Wolf gently lying beside Nan Feng... They too were intoxicated and asleep.
Seeing this, Li Fan gave a wry smile. This... time to carry people again.
He immediately stood up and began carrying the female disciples back to their rooms one by one.
He laid Nan Feng on the bed and tucked her in with the covers.
"Master... will not get lost... How could he turn into an evil ghost... It's impossible..."
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It seemed like she had a nightmare, and there were actually tears at the corner of her eyes as she murmured:
"... Master turned into a ghost..."
Hearing this, Li Fan couldn't help but smile slightly, blaming it all on Second Elder and his talk of all things mystical and Daoist, which had given the girl nightmares...
"It's okay, even if I become a ghost... I will remember you all. Don't be afraid of me."
He gently stroked Nan Feng's delicate forehead.
Feeling comforted, Nan Feng's frown relaxed in her sleep, and a hint of a smile appeared on her lips.
Soon, Zi Ling, Su Baiqian, Gong Ya, Xinning, Little Heavenly Spirit, and the others were all carried back by him one by one.
Then, he went back to drag Long Zixuan and the rest.
At this moment, the Big Black Dog was already struggling to drag Wu Dade and his company into the courtyard.
"Dead Dog, don't get left behind, go, hurry... find people, go and find people..."
Wu Dade seemed to be dreaming, muttering to himself.
Yun Xi, however, was drunk; she was dancing lightly, with a hint of urgency in her voice as she whispered:
"Little Black... drag away, drag away, I'll hold off the enemies..."
While the Big Black Dog was dragging Wu Dade, it suddenly jolted, raising its dog head to look at Yun Xi, shock written all over its canine eyes.
"I... when I went to find my master, did I encounter her??"
Back then, when it divided its Dao Fruit into three parts, the weakest part was used for guarding the gate, and the other two parts were carried by two clones, each taking a different path to search for "that person"...
As long as one part of the Dao Fruit remained, and one clone was alive, its true body could continue to persist!
But later, it inexplicably fell into a deep slumber, and when it awoke, it was already in this life.
There were many things it did not understand...
Now, it seemed that one of its clones might have once met that astonishing and outstanding woman...
It pondered deeply.
And Li Fan had already approached, saying with a smile:
"Can't drag them? I'll help."
Seeing Li Fan return, Yun Xi seemed to awaken from her daze and said:
"Great Demon King... go, I'll help you drag."
Together they then dragged Wu Dade and the others inside.
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Yun Xi was so tired that she fell asleep, leaning against Li Fan's shoulder.
"Grey Ghosts... fighting grey ghosts..."
She murmured softly.
Li Fan sat under the peach tree, smiling and gently wrapped an arm around her shoulder.
"Don't be afraid of ghosts, I am here."
Yun Xi hugged his arm, smiled sweetly, and fell into a deep sleep.
Li Fan sat for a long time before finally taking her back to her room.
Afterward, he didn't rest. Under the high-hanging moon and gentle night breeze, he felt inspired to take up the Iron Sword, intending to practice his swordplay by moonlight, but found the Iron Sword covered with spots of rust...
"The battle sword is rusty... Oh well, another day, I'll polish off the rust and restore your sharpness."
Li Fan smiled, took the sword, and returned inside.
In the small courtyard.
It was quiet for a long time.
"This Pure Land has already been graced by people from the Ancestral Realm... Nan Feng and the others likely encountered a little shrimp."
The old mother hen suddenly spoke, saying:
"And it has been tainted with ash mist."
"The Pure Land is no longer pure."
Branches of the peach tree hung low as a clear and beautiful female voice responded:
"What is destined to happen will happen sooner or later."
"The Ancestral Realm has not yet perished, it seems that back then, she might have fought her way out to some extent, but, ultimately, she only secured peace for one life, the source of calamity... remains."
The old mother hen nodded and continued:
"When the master picked up the sword just now... I felt a terrifying murderous intent..."
"Does he... intend to extinguish everything with a single swing of his sword?"
Its tone clearly carried deep reverence.
"The time is not yet right."
But the peach tree slowly said:
"If the master strikes once with his sword, great enemies will certainly hide in terror, and the Ancestral Realm might have peace for a million years... but, it is meaningless."
"What the master said just now, that he will re-sharpen the battle sword, perhaps he is waiting..."
The old mother hen nodded in agreement, adding:
"The master's great game involves the Ancient Times and calculates the Myriad Realms... once the waves start, it will be a battle that shakes Heaven."
In the pond, a carp leapt up, and a grand male voice roared:
"War!"
"My Dragon Clan... can't wait any longer!"
For a moment, the small courtyard seemed to shake with the images of Ancient True Dragons awakening!
But the old mother hen was cold in its response: "Fool, go back, if you wake the master, tomorrow he will eat fish!"
At those words, the carp froze for a moment then silently slipped back into the water, not daring to say another word.
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Working overtime every day, yesterday until four in the morning, and tonight it looks like it will be late into the night again... I'm close to dropping dead, really.
Day after tomorrow, I should be back to normal. I haven't updated on time these past days, nor have I streamed, sorry.
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