93: Painting Scroll Sealing Ghost

Such a phenomenon immediately attracted everyone's attention.

Soon, a six-armed, long-tongued ghost stumbled out of its lair.

The hanged ghost had a gray face, white eyes, and a pure black long tongue, dripping with Yin Qi saliva.

"Oh no, a True Core ghost Cultivator..."

"Run!"

In an instant, streaks of light flashed, all fleeing towards Yuanlian Island.

Yuanlian Island was protected by a Five Elements Formation, so even a True Core Realm ghost Cultivator could not harm it.

However, no matter how fast a Spirit Building Stage cultivator was, how could he be faster than a True Core Realm Cultivator?

Soon, screams echoed through the Void Realm.

"Damn it, the Yin Qi lair mutated and actually gave birth to a True Core ghost Cultivator..."

Yan Qing's face changed drastically, and he looked anxiously towards the horizon.

However, Gu Changsheng remained calm and composed, as if everything was under his control.

"Don't be impatient."

Gu Changsheng spoke with a serene voice, like a gentle breeze, instantly extinguishing the fiery impatience in Yan Qing's heart.

Then, he spoke with authority and shouted, "Tong Er, where are you?"

Whoosh—

A streak of emerald green Sword Qi shot forth from the five qi gathering tree, piercing through the air, and transforming into a young Tong Er with Dragon horns.

"Master."

"A True Core ghost Cultivator has appeared; these little ones can't handle him.

Go and assist them."

"Yes!"

Immediately, the Flying Sword pierced through the Void Realm, transforming into an emerald light and disappearing into the sky.

"This is... a Sword Spirit?

Such powerful Sword Qi.

Could it be a top-grade Magic Treasure?"

Yan Qing said in astonishment.

Just now, the aura of the Azure Dragon Child had made his heart tremble with fear.

He was certain that with just one sword, he would be cut down by the Sword light.

Especially that terrifying pressure; only the Nine Dragon Seal in the hands of Great Shang's First Old Ancestor, Yin Taixu, could surpass it.

Hearing Yan Qing's words, Gu Changsheng merely smiled and did not reply, silently picking up his Qingming tea to savor it.

Void Realm.

The brilliant Sword light split into hundreds of Sword beams, shooting out and effortlessly slaying Foundation Building Realm Yin ghosts.

Clang—

Hundreds of Sword lights converged, re-forming into a giant sword.

The phantom of the Azure Dragon Child appeared on it.

And not far ahead was the True Core ghost Cultivator, the six-armed, long-tongued ghost.

"Die!"

The Azure Dragon Child swung his sword, and a brilliant green line streaked across the sky.

The pervasive Yin Qi instantly dissipated like snow meeting the spring sun.

The six-armed, long-tongued ghost couldn't dodge in time, letting out a scream as more than half of its body was devoured by the Sword beam.

Suddenly, the long-tongued ghost's body disintegrated, and a ferocious ghost face flew out from its head.

"Hmm? It's actually a scapegoat ghost..."

Gu Changsheng showed a trace of surprise.

Since the Yin soldiers' arrival, he had secretly dispatched his Incarnation to Chong Prefecture to gather information.

Yin ghosts come in many varieties.

Such as the Great Strength Fierce Ghost, possessing the power of true martial arts, capable of splitting mountains and rocks.

The Head Ghost, which devours human heads; the more it eats, the stronger its magic power.

The Fierce Bone Ghost... and this scapegoat ghost, which is an extremely rare parasitic ghost.

It parasitizes the host's celestial spirit, manipulating the host's body with secret techniques.

Even if it encounters a deadly calamity, it can abandon the host to escape the disaster.

It must possess a wonderful method of substituting itself to avert calamity.

Gu Changsheng had been extremely covetous of it but had been unable to find one.

Unexpectedly, he saw one today.

"It seems my luck is good today..."

Gu Changsheng stood up.

If it were an ordinary True Core ghost Cultivator, it naturally wouldn't be worth his intervention.

But a scapegoat ghost, being extremely valuable, was completely different.

Suddenly, he frowned.

The scapegoat ghost was incredibly fast, rushing directly towards Su Kexing.

Clearly, it intended to use her as a parasitic host.

"Oh no!"

Su Kexing frowned tightly, a look of terror in her eyes.

Among True Core ghost Cultivators, the scapegoat ghost's strength was weak, but it was still far beyond what a Foundation Building Realm Cultivator could compare to.

After a few breaths, the scapegoat ghost's face quietly approached, its eerie patterns clearly visible.

Suddenly, as if she remembered something, she gritted her teeth and pulled out a blank scroll from her bosom, throwing it out forcefully.

Instantly, the scroll floated in the air, its axis unfurling, and a pale hand reached out from within, transforming into countless silk threads that entangled the scapegoat ghost.

No matter how the scapegoat ghost struggled and unleashed Yin Qi, it could only watch helplessly as it was dragged into the scroll.

Three breaths later, a ferocious ghost face pattern appeared on the scroll.

"It seems... I don't need to go after all..."

Gu Changsheng smiled slightly and sat down again.

Such a drastic change naturally attracted the attention of many people.

Soon, the Yin Qi lair was destroyed by the Sword Qi.

Many people's gazes, however, fell upon Su Kexing, subtly inquiring about the scroll.

After all, how could a method to Seal a True Core ghost Cultivator not make people envious?

Especially with the world in chaos and Yin soldiers running rampant.

An extra means might save a life.

Su Kexing's face was flushed, and she merely shook her head slightly.

From time to time, she heard the envious and jealous voices of the crowd.

"To think that a scroll I casually bestowed upon her would be used in such a way..."

This scroll was naturally bestowed by Gu Changsheng.

Over these ten years, Yuanlian Island had gradually formed the rudiments of a School.

Issuing quests and giving rewards were just conventional methods.

These blank scrolls were one of the rewards.

Of course, the required contribution points for exchange were extremely high, and the effect merely stated that the item could Seal energy.

The few people who had exchanged for them usually Sealed the power of mountain fires, or currents, and so on.

No one had ever used it to Seal a ghost Cultivator.

Little did they know, this was the correct way to use it.

"So, that blank scroll can Seal ghost Cultivators... This woman is truly lucky."

Li Changhe's gaze swept over Su Kexing, his eyes overflowing with jealousy.

He had also exchanged for one, but he had only stored a Formation's heavenly fire power, comparable to a True Core Realm strike, to use as a protective trump card.

At this moment, he naturally felt great regret.

Soon, the group of Yuanlian Island Cultivators returned.

Su Kexing was naturally the focus.

Especially since... she was holding a person by her side.

It was the imperial family's Young Master, Wu Sitong.

"What do you mean?

You actually ambushed a Young Master of our imperial family?

Do you know the status of Young Master Wu?

If anything happens to him, your entire Yuanlian Island will be buried with him!"

The imperial family's Young Master, Yin Xiang, jumped out, speaking with a fierce but inwardly weak tone.

He naturally knew what Wu Sitong had done.

But he was being the first to accuse, seizing the initiative to create room for sophistry.

He had already thought that if Su Kexing explained that Wu Sitong had ambushed her, he could simply say she was quibbling.

Under such bickering, the matter would simply be dropped.

After all, Great Shang also had a True Dan Grandmaster presiding.

Yin Xiang turned his face, glancing at Yan Qing from the corner of his eye, only to find the latter's expression as cold as ice.

The way he looked at Wu Sitong was as if he were looking at a dead man.

His heart instantly jolted.

On the surface, Yan Qing was Great Shang's Imperial Advisor, and should logically be on their side.

"Hmph!"

A cold snort echoed in his mind, and Yin Xiang felt as if a heavenly thunderclap had struck his ears, a heavy blow that made him violently spit out a mouthful of fresh blood.

"Junior... are you threatening this Old Ancestor..."

His tone was light, yet it made everyone present break out in a cold sweat.

Especially the imperial family's Young Master, facing such pressure, only then realizing that this elegant Young Master, the Island Master of Yuanlian Island, was a True Core Realm Old Ancestor.

"Master, this person ambushed me first, so I..."

Su Kexing was about to explain, but saw Gu Changsheng extend a hand, signaling her to stop speaking.

Gu Changsheng said indifferently, "Whether it was a Young Master of the Great Shang imperial family who ambushed, or my Disciple who ambushed... this Old Ancestor doesn't care in the slightest.

The only thing I care about is my reputation."

Saying that, he turned to face Yan Qing and said coldly, "Fellow Daoist Yan, I want to ask you, does this scene before us represent the will of the Great Shang imperial family?

Are you testing how much strength this old bone of mine still has?"

With just a few words, Yan Qing felt as if thorns were pricking his back, and pressure surged towards him.