Chapter 133 Kill Ye Lan King
Yelan Mountain!
Located not far from the Yin-Yang Road leading to Tonglin County, there resides the Ye Lan King, a Ghost King of the Netherworld whose cultivation is formidable.
For several decades, Yelan Mountain and the Tonglin County Underworld have fought numerous battles, though mostly defeated, they have not allowed the Underworld forces to station in the Netherworld.
Therefore, when the Underworld army marched into the Netherworld, directly targeting Yelan Mountain, it shocked all sorts of ghosts and wandering spirits on and around Yelan Mountain.
...
"Kill!"
"Kill!"
"Kill!"
Without a word, the City God Ghost Soldiers and Yelan Mountain's Ghost Soldiers clashed at once, battling to the death.
Killing intent soared to the heavens, shouts resonated far and wide.
The Ghost Soldiers advanced with unstoppable momentum, scattering countless enemy Ghost Soldiers.
"Buzz!"
With a loud rumble, Yelan Mountain shook, and a three-zhang tall shadow suddenly appeared atop the mountain.
"Xin Zhanting! You have gone too far in bullying!"
The voice of the Ye Lan King was no longer clear as before when split soul incarnating, but rather hoarse like grinding.
"Ye Lan King, I'm bullying you too far, so what? If you have the ability, come and kill me!"
Xin Zhanting laughed heartily, brandishing his long saber, then charged alone towards the Ye Lan King.
"Hmph! You've dared to invade Yelan Mountain, this king will make you pay!"
The Ye Lan King raised his hands, causing the entire Yelan Mountain to start shaking, the fog thickening.
"This old ghost has refined Yelan Mountain, connected to the Netherworld Earth Vein, he can use it to face enemies, everyone be careful." a vice general shouted, then continued fighting with the soldiers.
Within just half a year, Yelan Mountain lost four Ghost Generals, including Yan Jie, now left with only two century-old ghost creatures, barely resisting with difficulty, if not for the terrain advantage and numerous Ghost Soldiers, they would have been wiped out.
Xin Zhanting turned into a shadow and shot straight to the peak, "Watch the blade!"
"Roar!"
A tiger's roar resounded, and the white tiger phantom leapt from the blade, charging at the Ye Lan King.
"Break!"
A massive fist punched out, colliding head-on with the white tiger phantom.
"Bang!"
"Hiss hiss hiss—"
Sword Qi scattered, black mist dissipated.
Xin Zhanting was astonished, "Goodness, you've embedded Nether Stone from the mountain into your Ghost Body, turning yourself into a Nether Stone Ghost Corpse?"
"Xin Zhanting, retreat at once, this king won't trouble you!"
"Nonsense, I don't believe you, you're a crafty old ghost!
Hiding for decades, unexpectedly holding back a big move, if not for coveting incense and accidentally losing the Nether Heart at Taohua Village, you might have refined yourself with Incense and Candle Qi, fused the Nether Heart into the Ghost Corpse, turning from Ghost Corpse to Ghost Immortal!
At that time, would there still be benefits for me?"
Meanwhile, Lu Zheng slew a Ghost Soldier with a sword, collected a thread of Light of Fortune, then gazed at the three-zhang tall giant on the peak, clicking his tongue in wonder.
Damn, just now he looked down on others having lost their family and army, only now realizing actually they're a deeply scheming big figure.
But thinking about it, if not for himself, the person might indeed achieve becoming a Ghost Immortal.
Thinking so, Lu Zheng felt a slight sense of achievement.
"Bang! Bang! Bang!"
Xin Zhanting circled the Ye Lan King, wielding his saber, the blade light pierced through the black mist, cutting deep marks on the Ye Lan King's Ghost Body.
The Ye Lan King moved as steady as a mountain, swinging fists in response.
"Bang!"
The Ye Lan King himself stood unmoved, Xin Zhanting was repelled three zhang.
"Damn it, your Ghost Body is powerful, even losing half your cultivation still holds this strength, if you really regained the Nether Heart, would you wage war against this general?"
"Watch the blade! Roar!"
Xin Zhanting wasn't easy prey, his strength surpassing the Ye Lan King, although the Ye Lan King refined into Nether Stone Ghost Corpse, he lost half his Dao Practice, still within his countermeasure range.
Without refining Ghost Body with Nether Heart and Incense and Candle Qi, now the Nether Stone Ghost Corpse may be as hard as iron, but moves stiffly, unless pre-arranged, otherwise still pressed hard.
Therefore...
Without any accident, the Ye Lan King's decades of endurance ends today by Xin Zhanting's hands.
"Xin Zhanting! You aren't afraid conquering Yelan Mountain brings other Ghost Kings attacking?"
"Not afraid, first kill you, deal with the future in the future!"
"This king offers you, in future this king and Tonglin County Underworld will stay separate, upon becoming Ghost Immortal, the Netherworld holds abundant good places for this king to choose, no need to absorb mortal Yang Qi to take shortcuts."
Xin Zhanting sneered, "Then what about the Nether Heart and incense from Taohua Temple?"
Ye Lan King silently did not answer, the vigorous incense from Taohua Temple and the lost Nether Heart are his path to enlightenment, must retrieve.
"Have Shen Ying return my Nether Heart, and offer ten years of incense."
"Bah!" Xin Zhanting chuckled and swung his saber upwards.
...
The Tonglin County Underworld opened battle with Yelan Mountain, Ye Lan King couldn't defeat Xin Zhanting, the mountain's Ghost Soldiers couldn't withstand Underworld soldiers.
In just one hour, the entire Yelan Mountain was left with only one battlefield.
"Ah—"
The Ye Lan King growled, "Xin Zhanting, when this king returns as Ghost Immortal, I will slaughter Tonglin County Underworld and disperse your soul!"
With those words, the Ye Lan King finally decided to abandon, then turned to leave the mountain.
However, as the Ye Lan King intended to depart, Xin Zhanting and Lu Zheng both refused.
"Stay for me!"
"Supreme Infinite, Three Pristine Imperial Decree, Freeze!"
"Hmm? Little Daoist!"
Earlier, Lu Zheng hid using Breath Concealment Technique among the Underworld soldiers, the Ye Lan King hadn't reached the stage of enveloping everyone with Divine Thought, so he completely missed his presence.
Yet...
With Lu Zheng's cultivation, facing the Ye Lan King's current formidable Nether Stone Ghost Corpse, the Body-Freezing Curse's effect was even less than when he froze the Split Soul Incarnation, only halting him for a single breath.
But...
Is a single breath not enough?
Xin Zhanting roared, the white tiger blade light burst forth, striking directly at the ghost corpse's neck.
"Ah!"
With a slash, Ye Lan King's ghost corpse was cut open with a deep wound, but he could move again.
"Die!"
Ye Lan King shouted fiercely, his large hand pressing down on Lu Zheng like a millstone.
"Supreme Infinite, Sanqing Decree, freeze!"
Lu Zheng turned his body and swiftly moved behind Ye Lan King.
"I freeze! I freeze! I freeze freeze freeze!"
Although the Body-Freezing Curse consumed a lot of True Qi, with Xin Zhanting nearby, Lu Zheng had no intention of conserving energy.
With each pause of a breath, another critical wound appeared on Ye Lan King.
In just seven short pauses, the powerless Ye Lan King was decapitated by Xin Zhanting, who held the head in his hands.
"Ah!"
Ye Lan King howled, and a black smoke emerged from the head, attempting to escape into the ground.
Xin Zhanting, quick on his feet, swung a slash, annihilating most of the black smoke.
Lu Zheng immediately followed up, launching dozens of Exorcism Talismans, bursting into a dense green glow of three feet.
"Sizzle! Sizzle! Sizzle!"
The black smoke dissipated.
"Buzz!"
One hundred and thirty-two strands of Light of Fortune were accounted for.
As dawn was breaking, it was a perfect time to drink at the Yelan Mountain Peak.
...
"Squeak—"
Lu Zheng pushed open the door, stretching lazily in the sunlight, "The sunshine is nice today!"
"Lu Lang."
The door of the neighboring courtyard opened, and Liu Qingyan stepped out carrying a bamboo basket.
"Oh oh oh—"
"Pop pop pop—"
On the street, children were playing, accompanied by crackling firecrackers and endless laughter.
The two shared a knowing smile.
"Brother Lu!"
"Sister Liu!"
The children on the street saw Lu Zheng and Liu Qingyan and immediately surrounded them joyfully.
Lu Zheng laughed heartily, "Happy New Year!"
"Happy New Year, Brother Lu!"
"Happy New Year, Sister Liu!"
"Wishing Brother Lu top honors in the exams!"
"Wishing Brother Lu good health!"
"Wishing Sister Liu eternal beauty!"
"Wishing Brother Lu and Sister Liu a loving marriage and everlasting happiness!"
It's hard to say where these blessings were picked up, but…
"Well said, here's some candy!"
Lu Zheng turned and pulled out a bamboo basket from behind, "Come, take some, everyone gets some, and Xiaocui, you can take two handfuls!"
"Thank you, Brother Lu!"
Liu Qingyan blushed, then let the children take candies and seeds from her own basket.
"Later I'll go to the carriage house and hire a carriage to Peach Blossom Plain."
"I'll go too."
"Alright." Lu Zheng nodded, and then saw Elder Liu coming out of the door carrying his small medical box.
"Uncle Liu, you're opening today?"
"I can't stay idle. The weather is still cold, and there might be many cold patients. The clinic has been closed for two days anyway, so I'm going to have a look."
Elder Liu waved his hand and left, taking steady steps.
After giving out all their candies, Lu Zheng and Liu Qingyan went together to the carriage house, which had resumed business, and drivers were back to work.
The two hired a carriage, then went to Tongyi Lane to pick up Liu Qingquan. With gifts in tow, the three left Tonglin County, heading straight for Peach Blossom Plain.
...
"Sister Shen!"
"Little Sister Qingyan!"
Shen Ying came out from the village, smiling as she hooked her arm around Liu Qingyan's, then threw Lu Zheng a grateful look.
Before dawn, scouts from Tonglin County Underworld reported that the ghost soldiers had occupied Yelan Mountain, and the City God Xin Zhanting and Lu Zheng had killed Ye Lan King atop Yelan Mountain.
Liu Qingyan explained, "Apologies, sister. With night watch duties and the carriage house just reopening, we came today."
Shen Ying smiled, nodding repeatedly, "Little Sister Qingyan, you're too polite. I'm just happy you could make it."
Shen Ying welcomed them into the yard where Xiaocui had already lit a brazier in the side room and set up a chessboard and refreshments.
Seeing the chessboard reminded Liu Qingyan of the Go game Lu Zheng and Liu Qingquan played last night, leaving her speechless.
"By the way, Lu Lang made a new game set the other day. We can play together, so Xiaocui and Qingquan won't get bored," Liu Qingyan said.
"Oh? What is it?" Shen Ying asked curiously, glancing at Lu Zheng, thinking you never mentioned this to me.
Lu Zheng shrugged with a helpless expression, thinking how could I remember other things when I'm with you.
Shen Ying blushed, feeling unsteady, and pulled Liu Qingyan to sit at the bedside, "What's the new game?"
"Lu Lang calls it Mahjong. The rules aren't hard, but it involves both luck and strategy; it's quite fun."
Shen Ying nodded, pausing to ask, "How do you play?"
Liu Qingyan took the wooden box beside her, "You'll need a square table."
So Lu Zheng went out and brought in a square table, inviting Shen Ying and Xiaocui to sit, while Liu Qingyan and an eager Liu Qingquan sat opposite, and under Lu Zheng's guidance, played two open hands.
Xiaocui clapped her hands, laughing, "I get it, it's fun, it's fun!"
Mahjong truly is a cultural essence; not only do the living love it, even ghosts are interested. No wonder people in Hua Country burn paper offerings and also send a set of Mahjong when celebrating festivals for their elders.
The ancients were indeed wise to not deceive!