Free Web NovelChapter 333: Chapter 332: Ye Ruyan: Am I Suitable to Be the Winged Fire Serpent?
Just then, a wanton laugh echoed into the rear courtyard of Daluo Palace. "Ye Ruyan, I’ve placed a mark on your Divine Soul. You can’t escape."
"You may have shaken me off for a moment, but I took the opportunity to drain your friend dry." The old man cackled strangely. "I even left a wisp of her remnant soul to say goodbye. Shouldn’t you thank me?"
Gu Zhao looked back and sensed an aura coming from the distant horizon.
The fact that his opponent could sense the aura left inside Ye Ruyan’s body from such a great distance, and even project his voice to its location, was a testament to his considerable Magical Power.
But...
Sensing that the man’s aura was only about as strong as the White Bone God Monarch’s, Gu Zhao was a little confused. ’Doesn’t he know about Daluo Palace?’
Daluo Palace had just annihilated the Nether Fire Sect and established its temple on Black Rock Mountain. Celestial True Monarch, the Chaoyang Island Master; Ancestor Mie Yang of Silent God Mountain; and Bai Fei, the White Spirit Mountain Master, had all personally attended the ceremony, causing its fame to skyrocket.
Nearly all the surrounding powers, with the exception of the Ink Flood Dragon slumbering in Mo Lake, knew of Daluo Palace. They knew it was a major power that, despite having just begun its rise, was already formidable.
So, with his level of cultivation, how did this guy dare to come and provoke Daluo Palace on Cuiluo Mountain?
"Yazhou and Jiangzhou are separated by Wuya Ridge, making communication difficult," Bi Jingjing explained. "Besides, Old Ghost Lan has never socialized with others, so it’s very likely he’s never even heard of Daluo Palace."
The experts of this world measured their lifespans in centuries, and great powers rose step by step. A case like Daluo Palace, which had seized several prefecture cities and achieved equal footing with the likes of White Spirit Mountain and Silent God Mountain in less than a year, was truly unprecedented.
So it wasn’t surprising that the ill-informed Old Ghost Lan was unaware of Daluo Palace.
Sensing the thick Evil Qi mixed within that Yin Qi, Gu Zhao couldn’t help but smile. "Actually, I quite like people like him."
"Why?" Bi Jingjing couldn’t help but ask. Ye Ruyan also showed a curious expression.
"Because when they deliver themselves to our doorstep, we don’t have to waste time looking for them," Gu Zhao said lightly.
A moment later, Old Ghost Lan approached Cuiluo Mountain and saw the two words "Daluo Palace" on the Cyan Dragon Mountain Gate. He paid them no mind, nor did he sense anything amiss. "Ye Ruyan, do you think this little sect that popped out of nowhere can protec—"
As he was speaking, four streaks of light shot up from Daluo Palace, arriving in an instant and surrounding him.
Taoist Yan Song, Taoist Yi Hong, Taoist Ming Yu, and Taoist Jing Feng.
Feeling the auras of the four old Daoists, Old Ghost Lan’s voice came to an abrupt halt, and the smile on his face froze.
Taoist Yi Hong frowned. "Such thick Evil Qi."
Taoist Ming Yu narrowed his eyes. "Absorbing Yin and Nourishing Yang. A crooked path. His Yin Qi is chaotic, and his foundation is weak."
Taoist Yan Song chuckled. "Isn’t this just merit, delivered right to our door?"
Taoist Jing Feng nodded indifferently. "He deserves to die!"
"Wait!" Old Ghost Lan immediately retracted his unrestrained Magical Power and said hurriedly, "Isn’t Changping Prefecture dominated by the Golden Wind Sect? Who are you?"
"That’s ancient history." Another voice sounded from behind Old Ghost Lan. "Senior Brother Yan Song, are you going to make a move or not? If you don’t, we will."
Old Ghost Lan turned and saw three more similarly dressed old men flying behind him.
Old Ghost Lan’s heart pounded wildly. How could he not realize he had kicked an iron plate, having inexplicably stumbled upon the gate of a terrifying power? The problem was, while he wasn’t exactly a social butterfly, he wasn’t completely oblivious to the outside world either!
’Where did this Daluo Palace, which I’ve never heard of before, even come from?’
"Mages, please wait! This is all a misunderstanding!" Old Ghost Lan said, cupping his hands. "I have no quarrel with Daluo Palace. I was merely pursuing an enemy and ended up here.
"I placed a mark on that enemy’s Divine Soul, and right now, the mark’s aura is within the palace on the mountain. It’s possible she’s hiding in the mountains, or perhaps she secretly transferred the aura to someone else.
"She deliberately lured me here to use Daluo Palace’s power, hoping you and I would cripple each other so she could reap the rewards. You can see how vicious her intentions are!"
"You absolutely must not fall for her trap!" Old Ghost Lan emphasized.
The old Daoists: "..."
Taoist Yan Ling couldn’t help but laugh. He never thought this old ghost before him would be not only evil, but stupid as well.
Just now, when Bi Jingjing arrived with the heavily injured Ye Ruyan, she hadn’t tried to conceal their presence. Many of the old Daoists had seen them. Gu Zhao and Ye Ruyan’s conversation wasn’t kept secret either, and a few of the more concerned Daoists, though they hadn’t approached, had overheard the gist of it.
Therefore, they were all perfectly clear on the grudge between this Old Ghost Lan and Ye Ruyan.
What misunderstanding? This was clearly a home delivery!
"The enemy you’re talking about... is it Miss Ye Ruyan?" Taoist Ming Yu asked with a smile.
"Hm?" Old Ghost Lan froze upon hearing this, then turned to flee.
But just as he turned, a sword thrust toward his chest. Black and white light shimmered on its tip as Yin Yang Qi flowed, exuding a mysterious, unfathomable suction that seemed poised to pull out his very Divine Soul.
At the same time, a seven-colored glimmer shone upon him. Then, a three-inch-long Flying Sword, carrying a trace of soul-shaking Pure Yang Magical Power, shot out from the mountain below, aiming straight for the spot between his eyebrows.
Forget the Daoists already in the air; even Taoist Yuan He, who had been watching the fun from the mountain, couldn’t resist making a move.
"This old ghost’s Magical Power isn’t weak. Everyone, don’t let him disturb the pilgrims on the mountain." Taoist Qingwei also found an excuse, activated his Spirit Flying Jade Talisman, and shot into the sky with a WHOOSH. He then cast the Taiyi Profound Sword to pin the ghost down.
This old ghost had a thousand years of Dao Practice, had committed countless evils, and was dense with Evil Qi. As long as they could get a sip of the soup, their gains would be substantial.
And so, a mighty thousand-year-old Evil Ghost was reduced to prey for Daluo Palace to farm for Evil Qi. Trapped by the Taiyi Wind and Fire and the Five-Colored Thunderclouds, unable to escape, he was then repeatedly pummeled and beaten to death by a group of Mages whose individual Magical Power was inferior to his own.
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Inside Daluo Palace, Ye Ruyan personally witnessed Old Ghost Lan—the very same ghost who had heavily injured her—being mobbed and beaten to death by a group of Daluo Palace Mages. His Ghost Body was annihilated, his Divine Soul was shattered, and he vanished completely from the world.
Not only had the Palace Master of Daluo Palace beside her not made a move, but even several of the old Daoists hadn’t used their full strength. It seemed they were merely pinning the enemy down, helping the others get in some practical combat training.
She had to admit, there was a world of difference between having a major power as a backer and going it alone when trouble arose.
"Alright, that’s settled." Gu Zhao clapped his hands and looked at Ye Ruyan. "Your enemy is dead. Once I clear the Yin Qi from your Divine Soul, all you need to do is rest and recover."
Ye Ruyan looked at Gu Zhao again, her eyes shimmering like water, full of charm. She let out a soft, hot breath and asked in a seductive voice, "I hear Daluo Palace is currently lacking a Guardian Star Official for the Winged Fire Serpent. Palace Master, do you think a humble girl like me would be suitable?"
