Hundred Mysteries Night Parade

After wiping out that savage tribe, the people of Zheng Family Garden seized a large amount of information about tribal Jiangtou.

The worthless and unimportant items were given to the Jiangtou who were just passing by, while the truly valuable sacrificial materials and Jiangtou Technique techniques were collected and organized by Zheng Family Garden himself, including the information on the barbarian tribe that raised ghost children.

Hu Mang had glanced at it before and found it to be bloody and evil. The plan was to nail children to the altar and peel their skin off, then use the peeled skin to cast various Jiangtou until the Jiangtou was completely Jiangtou and turned into a little devil.

Because the method was too bloody and brutal, Hu Mang only glanced at it once.

However, he still remembered that the core of that Jiangtou ritual was the palm of the hand.

Therefore, in Nanyang Jiangtou Ghost, is the core of the ritual the true form of the evil spirit?

Hu Mang asked Liuniang, but did not receive an answer.

She shook her head slightly, a hint of confusion in her eyes.

All she knew were instinctive memories, whether from the serpent demon or the Private Dragon, only about how to hunt, how to sneak, and how to survive in the ley lines.

For example, she couldn't explain why the little devils from Nanyang couldn't be killed, and the principles behind those Jiangtou Technique spells didn't exist in her memory.

She can only command.

"... So, since you are evolved from the Snake Vein, you are willing to serve me as your master, is that right?"

Hu Mang glanced around at the red-clad snake women and noticed something interesting.

That is, the higher the snake woman's ranking, the more affectionate she is towards him. But after the fiftieth, she becomes indifferent. Even the snake women ranked after the hundredth stare at him with undisguised ferocity and a kind of indifference unique to ghosts.

Liuniang waved her hand with a smile, signaling the snake women to return to the Soul-Binding Willow on their own.

"That depends on how you take care of us. We are naturally willing to serve you as our master, but it's a different story."

The "it" the other party mentioned is most likely this Snake Vein.

From Liuniang's words, Hu Mang quickly learned the reason.

The ancient method of raising Private Dragon emphasizes not only the "dragon" itself, but also the "private" aspect.

In terms of "dragons," Hu Mang is very good at raising them. Private Dragon from ancient times to the present can compare to the quality of Hu Mang's thousand-year-old demon snake.

However, he's not so good at "private" matters.

Private Dragon is not truly private, it will turn around and devour its master.

According to Liu Niang...

This "private law" has two operations.

The first type is those of the same origin and species. For example, the Snake Vein Liu Household are all cultivated by Liu Wuniang using her own snake blood. The Private Dragon raised in this way are naturally compatible with their owners and can even achieve seamless possession. If no accident occurs, Liu Manqing's consciousness would not be able to be preserved at all.

The second method is to control the Dragon Vein's consciousness. In this way, the Dragon Vein becomes like an extension of the keeper, and can naturally be controlled at will.

"... However, Master, you have a problem. The problem is that you have already controlled a Ghost Dragon Vein using the second method, haven't you?"

At this point, Liuniang's eyes lit up, as if she were looking at some rare treasure.

Hu Mang nodded silently.

"So here's the problem: it's impossible for two 'Private Dragon' to coexist within a single physical body. This would trigger a war of consciousness between the Dragon Vein, and in the worst-case scenario, the combined consciousness of the two Dragon Vein would overwhelm your own consciousness."

"Even if they're all Ghost Dragon Vein, it won't work?"

Liuniang silently shook her head.

She is the sub-consciousness of the Dragon Vein, so she knows the outcome.

Hu Mang had a headache.

It's highly likely that Liu Manqing can't solve this problem either, since the Liu Household Dragon-Raising Method is actually a bloodline-based dragon-raising method.

Aside from dragons raised through bloodlines, the only other creature the Hu Mang had ever "seen" was a dragon raised through cybernetic means.

Those Celestial Person beings, in pursuit of so-called "eternal life," used various forbidden methods to transform themselves into something neither human nor ghost, which was quite cultish.

Moreover, putting everything else aside, this method is at least unable to break through to the Spirit Transformation.

The Hu Mang quickly abandoned this evolutionary path.

But then Hu Mang thought of something else.

He had actually seen a third method of "raising dragons," but it wasn't about raising Private Dragon.

That's the Ghost Subway of the Underworld Bureau, punctual and never rebelling, quite useful.

How does the Underworld Bureau do that?

Can this kind of technology be exchanged?

Just then, Hu Mang's phone rang.

Half an hour ago, Heavenly Gate, Underworld, and Dachang Ghost City...

Inside a room in the Many Gates Garden.

The room was quite antique, with a mahogany dressing table against the wall. On the table was a bronze mirror with a slightly dim glow and intricate cloud patterns engraved on the frame. In front of the dressing table was a rosewood chair with a light blue shawl draped over the back, as if the owner had just gotten up and left.

Inside the lady's boudoir, a discordant, arrogant laugh was coming from the bed.

"Hooray! Awesome! Brilliant!"

"My buddy finally succeeded in forming his Golden Core at that! Invincible! Hahahaha~~"

"Dude, I've finally reached the Golden Core level. I'm no longer on the same level as those Foundation Establishment losers in the live stream."

"Dude, you're a propertied class person with Golden Core assets!"

After a period of arrogant and unrestrained joy, Chen Xiaosan suddenly remembered something and quickly reported the good news to his "Heavenly Court Group" and the fan group in the live broadcast room.

Then, without waiting for a reply, I entered the internal view mode again.

Unlike the Golden Core in the Yang World, this Golden Core elixir had a surface that shimmered with a cold, eerie luster.

The surface of the pill was covered with fine lines, not the naturally formed patterns on ordinary Golden Core, but twisted lines like ghostly scribbles, vaguely forming some kind of ancient and strange pattern, as if countless blurry faces were appearing and disappearing deep in the pill, or as if countless tiny soul threads were slowly moving.

Chen Xiaosan couldn't get enough of looking at her, and reluctantly exited his inner vision state. As soon as he looked up, he saw a ghost bride sitting on the rosewood chair opposite the bed.

The ghost bride was dressed in a bright red wedding gown, the hem of which hung down like blood. She wore a red veil that covered her entire face, making it impossible to see her expression.

She sat there quietly, as if she had been waiting for a long time, or as if she had just appeared.

"Don't worry, buddy, I keep my word. I promised to avenge you, and I will."

Chen Xiaosan said nonchalantly, not caring at all how the other person got out.

The ghost bride nodded silently, her figure vanishing from the spot. Her image could only be seen in the bronze mirror in front of the dressing table.

She did not leave.

Chen Xiaosan didn't mind. After a moment's hesitation, he decisively took off his outer and inner clothes, not caring that there was a female ghost in the room.

After undressing completely, Chen Xiaosan immediately used his signature technique, "Exit Yin and Enter Yang."

His aura suddenly changed, his body temperature plummeted, his skin turned bluish-gray, and he seemed to die instantly, losing all traces of life and transforming into a Yin Qi ghost.

Then, he turned on his phone's selfie mode.

Unfortunately, the bronze mirror opposite was occupied, so he could only use his mobile phone.

Fortunately, the signal of this Yin Hub No. 1 has also been adjusted, so it can receive signals from ghosts.

Chen Xiaosan grimaced for a long time before muttering:

"That's good. It only has a blue face, no fangs, so at least I don't have to go to the dentist to have a tooth pulled."

He put down his phone and took another deep breath.

This time, he was even more ethereal than a ghost, like a condensed shadow, not even a ghost, but a deeper, more eerie existence.

"Just as I thought!"

However, this state lasted only a very short time, less than ten seconds. Chen Xiaosan was unable to recover from this state, his face turned pale, and most of his Ghost Qi at the Golden Core level was consumed.

"Holy crap, that's incredible!"

He drank a glass of water, calmed down, and his stomach started rumbling. He picked up a food delivery app and ordered takeout.

Living people eat yang food, while dead people eat yin food, so this kind of living dead person eats six meals a day.

After ordering takeout and specifically noting "Yang food" in the notes, he made another phone call to his direct superior, a famous judge in the Underworld Bureau.

"Hey, Great Judge Zhong, I have some good news for you!"

"You successfully formed your core?"

A booming voice rang out, deep and resonant, carrying an imposing aura.

"High-quality Ghost Core, isn't that amazing!"

"How's your Ghost Transformation training going?" The other party ignored the other's boasting and asked in a serious tone.

"Perfect!"

"What about the Mysterious Transformation?"

Chen Xiaosan scratched his face and pondered for a moment, "It can only last for five breaths."

"You're lying," the other person said coldly.

"Great Judge Zhong wise; he can actually sustain this for eight breaths," Chen Xiaosan immediately admitted defeat.

I'll give you one more chance.

"Ten breaths, absolutely ten breaths! Boss, heaven and earth bear witness to this! The sun and moon bear witness to this!" Chen Xiaosan swore an oath, almost kneeling down to beg for mercy.

The voice on the other end softened a bit, and a hint of a smile appeared.

"So what are your thoughts now? Haven't you always wanted to be transferred out of the Rewarding Good Department? This is an opportunity."

Chen Xiaosan hesitated.

Besides the offices directly under the Ten Yama Kings of Hell, the Underworld Bureau has four subordinate departments: the Yin Law Department, the Rewarding Good Department and Punishing Evil Department, and the Investigation Department.

Among them, the ghost delivery system he works for has always been an outsourced department of the Rewarding Good Department. In addition, there are ghost trains, ghost buses, ghost hospitals, and the like, with similar job functions, ensuring the safety of ghosts and preventing the yin from disturbing the yang.

Now that Chen Xiaosan has completed his "Mysterious Transformation," he is qualified to apply for the Yin Law Department, which does not require him to go out on fieldwork, or he can submit his resume to the direct department of the Ten Yama Kings.

In other words, the civil servant that Eighth Master Hui mentioned.

However, after hesitating for a moment, he ultimately did not immediately pick up the bucket and run away.

"I need to think about it."

"Can."

Before the other end of the phone hung up, Chen Xiaosan quickly asked one last question.

"By the way, Great Judge Zhong, I wanted to ask, after completing the 'Mysterious Transformation,' am I eligible to apply to join the 'Hundred Mysteries Night Parade'?"

"You actually have this idea?" the other person asked in surprise.

It's important to know that in the Underworld Bureau, the most dangerous and challenging mission is the "Hundred Mysteries Night Parade."

It is not under the jurisdiction of the Four Offices and Ten Courts, but is directly under the Ghost Lord.

The prerequisite for joining this department is "Mysterious Transformation".

When a person dies, they become a ghost; when a ghost dies, they become a ghost; when a ghost dies, they become a ghost; when a ghost dies, they become a ghost.

This is the evolutionary direction of ordinary ghosts, or rather, the direction of death.

But Mysterious Transformation is another form of evolution.