Ghost King Appears

I asked Martial Uncle about this person's background.

Martial Uncle said his father, Xie Xuanwu, was a fellow disciple who practiced at Maoshan when he was young.

Then, because his intentions were impure, he was expelled from Maoshan by the Sect Master.

Also, at that time, Martial Uncle was ambushed, and Xie Xuanwu saved his life.

So he owed him a favor. That day, Xie Yun came to find Martial Uncle to handle some business.

Martial Uncle frowned and said, "Thinking about it now, this person definitely has something wrong with him.

First, he took me out of the bamboo forest, and then something happened in the village."

After listening to Martial Uncle's words, I pondered for a while.

I felt Xie Yun's appearance was abnormal and definitely related to what happened in the village, but I didn't know him well.

Then I asked Martial Uncle, "What do you think of Xie Yun? Or how much do you know about him?"

Martial Uncle said he didn't know either. He was very young at Maoshan back then.

Later, his father was expelled from Maoshan, and then he disappeared without a trace.

The next time he saw him was a few days ago when he came to find Martial Uncle. To be honest, Martial Uncle didn't recognize him at first.

My mind was in chaos, and I couldn't find any clues. I pondered for a long time.

I couldn't figure anything out, but my intuition told me this person was problematic.

Because everything was too coincidental, it was even as if it was planned.

Before he came to the village, everything was normal, but the night he left, something happened in the village.

That day, he came to my house and talked with my dad first, and then my dad rushed out.

After that, I guessed he must have come to the bamboo forest and taken Martial Uncle away.

After my dad and Martial Uncle left that night, something happened in the village.

It was as if they were deliberately sent away. How could such a coincidence happen in the world?

If I can't figure it out, I won't think about it anymore. If the sky falls, someone taller will hold it up.

I should think about how to get out of here later, or rather, if I can get out alive.

We rested here for about half an hour. Martial Uncle raised his hand and pulled the Yin Horse floating above the well over.

Then he handed it to me and said, "Done."

I carefully put away the Yin Horse and asked Martial Uncle what to do next.

Martial Uncle said to destroy this well first, otherwise it would cause more trouble in the future.

With that, he channeled Spiritual Energy and struck the well with his palm. With a loud boom, sand, stones, and dirt flew everywhere.

When the commotion stopped, we looked at the well opening, which was already filled with dirt and stones.

After doing all this, we wanted to leave. Just then, the ground suddenly trembled violently.

About fifty to sixty meters away from us, a stone coffin slowly rose from the earth.

When everything calmed down, the stone coffin was just there, as if it had always been there.

Suddenly, a voice came from inside the stone coffin. It was a very pleasant female voice.

"You ruined my plan and want to leave? I'm afraid you can't!"

As soon as she finished speaking, the stone coffin shattered with a "bang."

When the dust settled, we could clearly see the person inside. She was standing in mid-air.

She wore a white robe with gold trim and a red cloak draped behind her.

Her hair was very long, almost reaching her calves, and her pupils were red.

The red cloak behind her and her hair swayed in the wind, looking very eerie.

Martial Uncle suddenly pulled me behind him and said with a solemn tone.

"You are the 'Ghost King'."

The woman smiled slightly and then made a gesture like a blooming orchid with her right hand, gently tracing it from her chin.

"Not bad, you have sharp eyes."

Martial Uncle took a few steps forward and clasped his fists in salute.

"May I ask which Ghost King is cultivating here? We have disturbed you today. Please forgive our offense."

The woman, no, the female ghost said, "The matter of disturbing this King can be put aside for now.

You ruined my plan, and today, no matter what, you will have to give an explanation."

Martial Uncle was stunned for a moment and said, "May I ask what plan the Ghost King is referring to?

My nephew and I came here to investigate because of some events that occurred."

Upon hearing this, the female ghost's tone turned hostile. "My subordinates, meaning those corpses, were all killed by you."

"That Yin Well is for my cultivation, and you've destroyed it too.

Don't tell me you two didn't do this; I saw everything."

Martial Uncle quickly explained, "Ghost King, your words are mistaken. What my nephew and I did today was only to save our lives.

Besides, you were controlling these corpses. Are you saying my nephew and I should have just let ourselves be slaughtered?"

The female ghost frowned, a hint of anger appearing on her face:

"But no one invited you here. Since you came and disrupted my affairs, you must bear the consequences."

Martial Uncle also chuckled coldly, "Then what do you intend to do?"

The female ghost's smile gradually vanished, slowly transforming from a smile into rage.

She then spoke coldly, "What do I intend to do? Very simple, leave your lives behind."

With a wave of her sleeve, a large stone was swept up from the ground.

It hurtled towards my Martial Uncle and me with lightning speed. I quickly dodged to the side.

Martial Uncle also raised his hand, and dozens of bamboo stalks burst from the ground.

They shattered the incoming boulder. Immediately after, the female ghost struck Martial Uncle with a palm.

Martial Uncle raised his hand and met the blow. A boom echoed.

A shockwave, mixed with fragments of rock and dirt, spread out from between Martial Uncle and the female ghost.

Standing not far away, I suddenly felt a strong gust of wind hit me, and small pebbles stung my face like fire.

Before I could wipe my face, my entire body was sent flying backward five or six meters.

I then crashed heavily onto the ground. As I propped myself up with my hands, I spat out a mouthful of blood.

My body was already injured from the explosion, and now it was worse.

I felt my ribs; they felt soft and accompanied by a sharp pain.

I figured a few of my ribs must be broken, otherwise, they wouldn't feel like this.

Gritting my teeth, I tried a few times but couldn't stand up, remaining sprawled on the ground.

Blood continued to flow from my mouth, and my consciousness was hazy.

Seeing this, Martial Uncle's eyes widened with fury, and his attacks became more vicious.

He unleashed several palm strikes, each aimed at vital points.

He then pulled out several talismans from his robes. Unlike before, these talismans were red and yellow.

I had never seen them before, and they weren't even recorded in the Maoshan Talisman Compendium.

He threw them at the female ghost, and they instantly transformed into several large fireballs that flew towards her.

Unlike ordinary fireballs, these flames were black and purple.

This series of actions was incredibly fast, completed in an instant.

The female ghost only had time to raise her hands to block. A series of explosions rang out.

When the smoke cleared, the female ghost looked disheveled. Her hair was messy, and her face was smudged black and white.

Her hands, used for blocking, were also blackened, and the sleeves of her robe had been burned away.

From a distance, she looked like she was wearing an ancient-style T-shirt, with no sleeves on her arms.

Her skirt looked very long.

She had lost one shoe, revealing a delicate jade foot.

She looked like a beggar who hadn't bathed in years, covered in soot, appearing quite pitiful.

But I dared not pity her; the aftermath of just one of her palm strikes had nearly cost me my life.

The female ghost glared at Martial Uncle, her eyes like rubies.

Martial Uncle glared back even more furiously and began to curse loudly, "