Chapter 123: Fake Gold from the Xuanmen Sect, Comparing Resentment with Ghosts (9)
Chapter 123: Fake Gold from the Xuanmen Sect, Comparing Resentment with Ghosts (9)
Ling Jinxing stood in the center of the chaotic scene, his brows slightly furrowed, a playful smile curling up at the corner of his mouth, "Tsk tsk, this scene is truly horrible!"
The death was really miserable. Although it was very tragic to be dismembered by the Ghost King in the original plot, it seems not so bad now.
Father Ling probably never dreamed that he would end up being killed by his own daughter, right?
Ling Tan'er was like a madman at this moment. Not only did she beat her father to death, she also used the imprisonment technique mercilessly to tightly bind Ling's father's soul.
She roared, her eyes as dark as a knife, sweeping over the panicked ancestors of the Ling family around her, "Don't even think about stopping me! The Ling family will be rewritten by me!"
In the ancient cemetery of the Ling family, Ling Tan'er searched frantically and finally found the magic weapon she had dreamed of in an inconspicuous tomb.
She cut her finger without hesitation, and the bright red blood dripped onto the magic weapon. She was performing the contract ceremony.
"From now on, you are all my slaves, and the fate of the Ling family will be controlled by me, Ling Tan'er!" She laughed arrogantly, and her voice echoed in the empty cemetery.
With the combination of the forbidden techniques in the forbidden book and the magic weapon, the souls of Ling's ancestors and Ling's father were absorbed into the magic weapon one by one.
Ling Tan'er only felt an unprecedented powerful force surging into her body. She seemed to see a glorious future in which she would win the re-examination and lead the Ling family to the top.
The day of the re-examination is also the day of Ling Jinxing’s death!
She would never let this woman live, and she would make her die in a miserable way.
And all of this happened to be seen by Ling Jinxing who was not far away.
A cold smile appeared on her lips. "Ling Tan'er, just enjoy digging your own grave!"
The next morning, sunlight streamed through the curtains onto the sofa. Lin Mochen sat leisurely, his eyes sharp as he glanced at Ling Jinxing, who had just entered the room. "The Ling family's banned book has been published. I'm afraid the Xuanmen world is about to undergo a major reshuffle."
Ling Jinxing smiled calmly and shrugged nonchalantly, "It's okay to be born, as for whether to shuffle the cards or not, that depends on your own ability."
It's just a formality anyway, how can it be as mysterious as it's said outside?
Lin Mochen's eyes flashed with inquiry, "You seem to have known this beforehand? Or did you carefully plan all of this?"
Ling Jinxing winked mischievously and said with a smile, "Brother, don't overthink it. I will naturally handle this kind of thing properly. However, I have to rush to school now, otherwise I will be late!"
Lin Mochen shook his head helplessly, looking at Ling Jinxing's departing back, and secretly sighed in his heart: I can't understand this woman anymore.
What does she want to do?
Ling Jinxing got into the car before looking inside the house. What a clever villain, he guessed it right!
In the days that followed, Ling Tan'er completely forgot about her studies. Her life became a single, straight line, pointing directly to the legendary hiding place of the Ghost King. Every day, like a fearless hunter, she shuttled between the Yin and Yang realms, vowing to capture the cunning Ghost King.
The Ling family has been shrouded in an indelible shadow since Ling's father's mysterious death.
Ling's mother, the once gentle and tough woman, now seemed to have lost her soul. She was bedridden all day and had nightmares.
In her dreams, she always repeated the heartbreaking scene - her own daughter, Ling Tan'er, holding a sharp blade, ruthlessly took away Ling's father's life.
However, all this was just a dream. In reality, she could not find any evidence to incriminate Ling Tan'er and could only silently endure this unspeakable pain.
Time flies, and in the blink of an eye, the day of the re-examination has quietly arrived.
This time, Ling Tan'er was full of confidence because she had already captured the Ghost King Baili Ye.
Even if he was unhappy, what could he do? He still entered the magic weapon.
The entrance to the fierce ghost area was carefully selected and expanded by the Xuanmen Association to cope with the upcoming fierce battle.
This place will become a stage for trial participants to demonstrate their strength and hunt down fierce ghosts.
The rules are simple and cruel: you can complete the trial by hunting down five ghost-level targets, but there is no upper limit on the number, which means that the truly strong will have the opportunity to write their own legend here.
"Ling Qu'er, are you ready? Today is your doomsday!" Ling Tan'er walked up to Ling Jinxing deliberately, with a smug smile on her lips and the flame of revenge flashing in her eyes.
Upon hearing this, Ling Jinxing showed no fear at all. Instead, she chuckled. She leaned close to Ling Tan'er and whispered in a voice only the two of them could hear, "Do you really think you can rest easy just because you have that forbidden book? Humph, I took one look at that thing and threw it away. Who do you think arranged for you to know the book's location?"
Ling Tan'er's face suddenly changed when she heard this. She suddenly realized: "You...you did it on purpose?"
"That's right, I did it on purpose." Ling Jinxing smiled even brighter. "So, are you surprised? Are you surprised?"
At this moment, a deafening shout broke the tension between the two: "The re-examination begins!"
As the voice fell, an invisible force swept everyone, and they were instantly teleported into their respective ghost areas.
Space is distorted, light and shadow are intertwined, and everyone is thrown into a completely different environment.
Ling Tan'er's heart was like a surging river and sea, and could never calm down.
Ling Jinxing's words, "I arranged all this on purpose," echoed in her mind like a spell.
She couldn't help but start to wonder what Ling Jinxing knew.
Since he can control thousands of ghosts, why not use this power to find Ling Jinxing's hiding place?
As soon as she thought of this, she gritted her teeth and took out the golden hairpin that was shining with a strange light from her bosom.
Above the golden hairpin, it seemed as if countless resentful souls were roaring softly, waiting for her orders.
"All ghosts, obey my orders! Find Ling Qu'er and kill her!" Ling Tan'er's voice was cold and firm, as if it was a curse coming from the underworld.
As she finished speaking, a cold gust of wind suddenly blew up, and countless ghosts surged out from the golden hairpin. They had different shapes, some were hideous and terrifying, while others were mournful and mournful.
Among this group of ghosts, there was even the figure of Ling's father, his eyes filled with endless confusion and sadness.
At the same time, in another distant ghost realm, Ling Jinxing was leisurely enjoying the compliments and flattery of the ghosts.
These ghosts surrounded her, offering their loyalty and admiration.
"Miss Ling, just tell us what you need us to do! It's an honor for us ghosts to serve such a beautiful goddess like you!" A ghost said flatteringly, its voice full of flattery and fawning.
"Ms. Ling, we are so lucky to meet someone as powerful as you! How about you make a contract with us? As long as we can survive, you will let us do anything! We just want to be reborn and start a new life!" Another ghost shouted impatiently, its tone full of eagerness and desire.
Ling Jinxing couldn't help but laugh when he heard this.
She tilted her head, examining the past and present lives of these ghosts.
"The ghosts of those who have been tortured can be reincarnated, but those who have committed the most heinous crimes, forget it! Since you want to repay me, then take all the supplies here! Others don't need to eat anyway!"
Other people should be fine without eating for three or four days, right?
Definitely no problem
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