In my twilight years of cultivating, I became a Supreme Daoist of the Longevity Path-Chapter 1038

Chapter 1038: 415: Evil Thought Ghost Puppet!

Busy streets pay homage to True Immortal (seeking monthly tickets) Chapter 1038: 415: Evil Thought Ghost Puppet!

Busy streets pay homage to True Immortal (seeking monthly tickets) Beneath the Nether Spring, above the Ghost City of the Starfall Nether Spring Ghost Monarch, a vast expanse of sinister ghost gas churned in the air, like a fierce devil intent on devouring everything.

This mass of ghost gas was indeed a huge, fierce devil, formed by the condensed collection of the divine spirits of countless evil ghosts and fierce ghosts.

This was a Magic Treasure comparable in strength to the late stages of the Nascent Soul, the notorious ghostly weapon known as the “Evil Thought Ghost Puppet” on which the Starfall Nether Spring Ghost Monarch’s fame rested.

With this treasure, even when he left the Ghost City to patrol, he could exert the power of the most elite Complete Nascent Soul-level Ghost King.

However, for many years, the Starfall Nether Spring Ghost Monarch only sent out this ghost puppet to intimidate all directions, while he himself always remained stationed in the Ghost City to prevent anyone from seizing the opportunity to invade.

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“Old pal, if Zhu Xiaogui and Chen the Little Ghost really agree to my terms this time, I might just have to leave the city myself.

This Ghost City will have to rely on you to hold it down!”

At this moment, deep within the countless layers of dense ghost gas like thick ink, the Starfall Nether Spring Ghost Monarch, clad in a robe formed from soul spirits, muttered to himself.

As his voice trailed off, the ghost gas above his head, like spewing smoke, churned violently.

Then, it revealed one after another fierce ghost and evil ghost divine spirits, stacked together like tiles, forming an enormous ghost face as dark as the bottom of a pot.

The two eyes of this ghost face were actually composed of the divine spirits of two seated, golden-light emitting Ghost Infants.

“Starfall Ghost Monarch, if you make a decision, just go boldly and be at ease.

I will keep the Ghost City safe for you!

Unless other Ghost Monarchs attack, there is absolutely no risk of failure!”

A cold and grand thought emanated from the ghost face, quieting the turbulent ghost fog.

So many ghost spirits were miraculously able to cooperate in unison, dominated by a single thought; it was truly incredible.

This thought was emanating from a flower in the center of the ghost face’s forehead, emitting a faint luminance, intermittently visible and hidden, like a seal, seemingly harboring a formidable Ghost Creature.

“Very well, very well!”

The Starfall Nether Spring Ghost Monarch smiled faintly, indeed feeling very reassured.

With the Evil Thought Ghost Puppet stationed within the Ghost City, and relying on the Nether Spring and Yin Soil, ordinary Complete Nascent Soul Ghost Kings could not breach it.

His ghostly eyes, akin to having double pupils, flashed with cunning and greed.

“Now that Zhu Xiaogui and I have not come to an agreement, he will definitely seek advice from Chen the Little Ghost, who has even more tricks up his sleeve.

But this time, I absolutely must seize the opportunity to devour the territory of Yinming, claiming at least ninety percent of the benefits.

Throughout the years, Chen the Little Ghost has only sought advantages in our dealings, without offering anything substantial.

If I can swallow the territory of Yinming this time, I will kick him aside.

What use do I have for him then?”

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Within Nanxun, after staying at the Chen Mansion for several days, Chen Dengming and Chen Jing were visited by innate masters from the royal family of Nanxun and various major families.

Although Chen Dengming preferred solitude, moved by the fact that even though he had not returned home over the years, the royal family of Nanxun had consistently maintained and guarded the Chen family estate and cemetery, he decided to meet these various representatives who came to visit.

Unsurprisingly, the majority of these people sought to inquire about the situation in the Cultivation World, their words subtly hinting at a desire to venture into the Cultivation World for development.

Perhaps these thoughts were not genuinely held by some among them, but rather probes on behalf of the powers behind them.

Yet it also indicated that a significant portion of these individuals, in addition to their resentment and fear of the Cultivation World, also harbored aspirations towards it.

This was indeed a very paradoxical and complex issue.

But not difficult to understand.

The greater the hatred and fear, the greater the desire to expel it.

And to expel it, one must become stronger, strong enough to enact revenge and no longer live in fear; this cannot be achieved by remaining mundane.

Therefore, the only option is to actively enter the Cultivation World to seek new fortunes.

Chen Dengming had precisely this intention, so although aware of the complex interests and thoughts harbored by the major family powers and the royal family, he still agreed to take a number of people with him upon his departure, leaving Nanxun for the Cultivation World.

From his elevated perspective, the petty struggles for power and profit by these mundane families and the royal court naturally seemed dull.

However, he could understand, as he had walked the same path before; albeit it seemed laughable, there was actually nothing funny about it.

Within a few days, the news that True Immortal Chen, returning to his homeland, was willing to lead a group of innate warriors away from Nanxun spread like a whirlwind throughout every corner of Nanxun.

Some recluses who had been living in deep mountains, or in the imperial palace, or hidden in special scenic spots, struggling for survival, were all stirred, emerging from seclusion and rushing to the Chen family like pilgrims.

For a time, the Chen family in Nanxun, quiet for decades, once again attracted the intense attention of all powers across Nanxun.

In Stationed Immortal City, and on nearby islands with small countries, secluded innate warriors also heard the news, filled with doubt, eager yet apprehensive.

A True Immortal descends, willing to lead innate warriors out of Nanxun, offering protection and certain resources to settle in the Cultivation World?

Could such a good thing truly exist?

In the past, Immortals often descended to Nanxun, but most of the time, they brought chaos and bloodshed, with many who should have been top figures among Nanxun’s innate warriors beheaded.

Many family powers even harbored deep hatred for cultivators.

This time, although the newcomer was True Immortal Chen, a hero and glory from Nanxun, could there really be no ill intentions?