Chapter 3

Zhiyan is now anxious, and indeed follows my advice, using her hand to pat his back. ... But her approach ... is simply a playful and flirtatious manner; the man feels neither pain nor discomfort and walks even faster with her. I shout again: "Why don't you hit him on the head!"

Zhi Yan said: "My father and the old man Liu Wei are close friends. I grew up in the Jianxin Gate, and he... is Liu Wei's youngest son, Liu Cangling. I originally had a marriage connection with him. Who would have thought... this time I wish to enter the demonic path, and he chased after me, not allowing me to go to Chenji Mountain"

It is a pity for his schemes; despite all his calculations, he did not anticipate that I would not recognize this place as Dusty Mountain! Hmph! To challenge me! He should consider how vast my heart truly is!

Opened my eyes again

However, this has nothing to do with me; I am only concerned that the girl did not knock him out, so this man still has to take her away

I turned my eyes away in disappointment, losing interest in this commotion. However, just as I was about to turn back and sit on the grave, I heard the woman who had just awakened gasp twice and let out a sharp scream: "A ghost!"

Zhiyan was staring at me from that side. She has calmed down now, turning her head to look at the stele, then at me, who occupies her body, and asked, "What about you? Who are you, and why are you buried here with a nameless stele?"

I saw her swallow, even though I knew that souls do not have saliva. Once again being gazed upon with such reverent eyes by others, I felt a wave of physical and mental relief, and the grievances I had suffered in the ghost market not long ago were instantly expelled.

At that moment, I was rubbing my fists in anticipation, just waiting for the girl to completely lose her breath. However, it wasn't long before I saw the girl suddenly twitch as she kicked her legs, and then her chest heaved, her lips slightly parted, and unexpectedly...

I waved my hand and said, "Don't panic, I will return your body to you. It's just..." I walked over to Zhi Yan's spirit, smiling as I looked at her, "Little sister, first answer me a few questions."

Master, they have intruded into the forbidden area, and the disciples from the front mountain have not seen them come out; they should still be within the forbidden area

The master of the Heart-Examining Gate, Liu Wei, killed my father ... ... " She clenched her fists tightly, gritting her teeth, " I will make that old man pay in blood for his debts.

I interjected, "Just let him go, you stay here with me"

At this moment, apart from the sound of heavy rain, there was an eerie silence all around.

The man, both bewildered and anxious, urgently asked her: "Zhiyan! It's me, what's wrong with you?"

It would have been better if the man had not said this; as soon as he did, Zhi Yan immediately reacted: "I won't go back with you! Get lost!"

I truly do not know!

Oh? I asked with my arms crossed, "Revenge?"

Ah, good lad, I smile with a slight curl of my lips, your arrival is indeed quite timely!

Why has it never been stopped

Ah! She screamed again, pushing the man away and desperately crawling backward, "Don't come near me, don't come near me!"

How can they still allow those from the Jianxin Gate to be taken away when they have already reached the entrance of the Wanlu Gate? What are the gatekeepers doing? That clown still has the audacity to say that the Wanlu Gate is being managed well

Ah! She bumped her head and can actually see me! It has been a long time since a living person has seen me! I am very happy and quickly took two steps towards her, smiling at her: "Yes, yes, I am a ghost."

"... ... woman ... ... female tyrant." She was taken aback and echoed my words.

I see. I curved the corners of my mouth and smiled faintly, "My surname is Lu, my given name is Qiong, and my courtesy name is Zhaoyao. I am the one who established the Wanlu Gate on the Dusty Harvest Mountain..."

This bastard

I squinted my eyes, what a narrow road for enemies

Zhi Yan, upon hearing this, slapped the man's face with a loud "smack": "I did hit you!"

In the world of rivers and lakes, no one can find your corpse; it turns out you are buried here..." Zhi Yan murmured softly, "Who on earth buried you here..."

I remained silent, gathering the wide sleeves stained with mud, my gaze intense as I formed a seal with my hands. The man looked at me and suddenly realized, his expression tightening: "You are not Zhi Yan! Who are you!"

In a fit of righteous indignation, without a second thought, I collided with him, feeling a long-lost warmth and heaviness spread through my limbs. At that moment, there was no time to consider anything else; I executed a swift maneuver and broke free from the man's embrace.

I turned my head and stared at her

He indeed hates me, wanting me to gaze at the peaks day and night, flaunting his achievements before me

I had just entered the Gate of Ten Thousand Slaughters, and before I could fully step in, I was intercepted by Liu Cangling and brought here

Zhiyan looked up at me with some surprise: "Is this not the foot of Chenji Mountain? Did you not know?"

That clown actually buried my corpse in Dusty Mountain, he ... ...

I glanced at the man lying in the mud beside me: "He is also a disciple of the Jianxin Sect. How did you end up entangled with each other? I noticed he seems quite fond of you."

As expected, the girl in the rice-split dress stared at me with wide eyes like copper bells, struggling desperately in the man's embrace, shouting: "No feet! Ghost! Ghost!"

She screamed again: "Ah! I absolutely do not want to stay here with you"

This man is actually a member of the Jianxin Sect

Indeed, this is a good idea

She struggled in his arms, hitting and kicking: "No! I don't want to go back with you! Let me go!"

Well, I thought to myself, this slap must have caused him some heartache

This cool tone, with a slightly hoarse and deep voice, I recognized it immediately; it was Mo Qing

At that moment, I was too lazy to waste words with him. I swiftly moved forward, appearing before the man, and before he could even react to his astonishment, I struck his neck with a swift chop of my hand. Thunder rumbled behind me, and torrential rain poured around me. The man's tall figure instantly collapsed before me. I brushed my sleeve lightly, exuding an air of nonchalance: "Done"

After he finished this sentence, he drew his sword with his right hand, and a clear, crisp sound echoed. I turned my gaze and raised an eyebrow. I had been too distracted earlier to notice the sword at his side. While I may not be familiar with other celestial swords, I am quite well-acquainted with the style of this one. The sword has a glaze-like sheath, completely transparent, with a white jade handle, and at the end hangs a gold-plated copper mirror the size of a fingernail, symbolizing the "White Water Reflecting the Heart." This is the symbolic sword of the Heart Reflection Sect. At the end hangs a gold-plated copper mirror the size of a fingernail, symbolizing the "White Water Reflecting the Heart." This is the symbolic sword of the Heart Reflection Sect.

The man came to a complete stop, and I hurriedly caught up with him. As I looked up, I caught sight of the man's expression as he gazed at Zhi Yan. His lips were tightly pressed together, and his eyes reflected three parts anguish and seven parts sorrow

Oh, I just realized

Zhiyan slapped the man's face with a "pa" and said: "Did I hit you hard?"

Once again, as expected, the man stepped forward, clearly intent on taking Zhi Yan away without regard for her feelings. Zhi Yan cried out with a heart-wrenching voice: "I won't go! Let go of me! Bastard!"

Your aura of cultivation clearly indicates that you are a practitioner from a prestigious sect. Yet, you just mentioned wanting to go to Chenji Mountain and enter the demonic path. What is the reason for this?

I let out a sneer, lacking discernment. Even if I were to possess the body of a pig, someone like him, an ordinary disciple of the immortal sect, could still be easily defeated ten times over.

The man, bewildered, said: "Zhiyan, who on earth are you talking to?"

The man's footsteps paused for a moment, and I seized this opportunity to close the distance a little: "You didn't hurt me!"

She nervously rubbed her hands together and asked, "What is the problem?"

The man also fixed his gaze on me like a shadow, threatening: "What evil spirit are you, reveal yourself at once! I shall spare your life."

I was about to respond when I suddenly heard the sound of footsteps coming from afar, beyond the heavy rain. Zhi Yan's physical constitution was too weak to hear clearly from a distance. I casually performed a spell for distant hearing, flicking it onto my ear, and in an instant, it felt as if the fog of the mundane world had been pierced, allowing me to capture all the sounds and movements from afar.

Zhi Yan scolded him: "Don't interfere with whom I talk to, anyway, I won't go back with you! I want to go to Chenji Mountain! I want to enter the demonic path! I ... ... " Before she could finish her sentence, the man directly picked her up horizontally and was about to mount the horse and leave with her.

Zhiyan fell silent for a moment, her almond-shaped eyes drooping, and a hint of hatred flickered in her gaze: "The path of immortality is difficult to cultivate; I seek a more convenient method to become a demon cultivator. I want revenge"

Ah! She screamed incessantly, crawling backward until her back pressed against my tombstone. Upon touching the gravestone, she looked up and was startled again, about to scream once more, when the man grasped her arm: "Zhiyan! Look at me! I am here, I will take you back! Do not be afraid!"

How is it that this didn't result in a fatal accident! I am astonished at how stubborn the minds of people like you have become nowadays

I nodded, and it turned out to be a deeply tragic love story entwined with a sea of blood and deep-seated hatred: "So, before he caught up with you, had you reached Dusty Mountain?"

The Jianxin Sect is one of the Ten Great Sects. When the Ten Great Sects were lying in ambush in the Sword Tomb, the Jianxin Sect contributed significantly, with five out of the ten being members of the Jianxin Sect. To kill me, they have indeed invested a considerable amount.

It seems to be the case

Oh dear, what a hassle

I am most annoyed by such acts of coercion and plunder. The girl has already said she won't leave, yet they insist on grabbing her and taking advantage of their physical strength to bully her! I rolled up my sleeves and shouted, "I will handle this!" Immediately, I charged into Zhiyan's body.

The man was taken aback, staring at me in astonishment: "Zhiyan?"

The wandering souls that have drifted past me have never informed me that this is Chenji Mountain. The Chenji Mountain range stretches for hundreds of miles, with each peak offering a unique landscape. I have lived here for over a hundred years and have yet to fully comprehend it.

I also explained to her: "Don't be afraid of me, I won't harm you." I pondered for a moment, "That's not quite right, I was actually thinking of harming you just now..."

I admired her expression and nodded in satisfaction: "Yes, that's the she-devil."

Upon hearing her mention Chenji Mountain and the Demon Path, I had just begun to take an interest when she was taken away. Seeing her struggle so chaotically, I felt anxious and used all my strength to float towards the man, shouting: "You hit him!"

Huh? Are you calling me

Not hearing the sound of applause, I turned my head to see that the girl in the rice grain dress had now become a spirit, standing alone before my tombstone, staring at me in a daze and bewilderment: "You... you took my body?"

I feel somewhat angry about Mo Qing's lack of strict governance