Chapter 59
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Chapter 59: Seeking Fortune and Avoiding Misfortune
The power of the jade tablet is still trustworthy!
In the span of two incense sticks, all the ghosts charging at Li Hui and Lian Luosha, from the moment they entered the strange circle, either got knocked down by other ghosts or knocked down others themselves.
As time passed, the ghosts slowly began to regain consciousness, but they felt completely limp, not wanting to move at all.
Li Hui took every opportunity to slip back to Lian Luosha’s side. Suddenly, he heard a rumble of thunder and, when he turned to look, he was met with dazzling lightning.
Bai Yulian unleashed her power, using numerous cloud and rain talismans and thunder talismans to clear a path, wildly cleansing various types of ghosts as she began to advance towards the buildings deep in the courtyard.
No one was foolish; Jin Mingyang had clearly set the impact point of the Ghost River Shattering Great Formation right here, evidently aimed at the small underground auction to be held at Guanglu Pavilion in a month.
Guanglu Pavilion was well-known, and even though the one in Fusu City was merely a branch of a branch, that didn’t matter to the average cultivators. Many Condensed Essence stage practitioners dismissed the artifacts too lightly, while those in the Concentrating Spirit stage would surely covet them, not to mention those in the Spirit Motion stage.
As the level gap grew, it became more evident; while Spirit Motion and Concentrating Spirit stages could still compete over resources, at higher levels, talent and various Heavenly and Earthly Treasures came into play. If one didn’t take the opportunity to accumulate resources and strengthen their foundation while they still could, they would never rise to prominence in their lifetime.
The cultivation world was an extremely practical place; if one did not strive, they would surely be left behind, and no one would pity them.
“Junior Brother, should we go?” Lian Luosha stood beside Li Hui like a delicate wife, her usual boldness nowhere to be found, embodying the term “weaker woman,” her form swaying like a slender willow in the wind, making her even more captivating.
“Not going!”
Li Hui shook his head vehemently and said confidently, “The world says wealth moves people’s hearts; the pills and artifacts sold by Guanglu Pavilion are the treasures of our cultivation world. I will only take what I can obtain, and I will never touch anything beyond my ability; otherwise, it’s not a blessing but a curse.”
“Good! Fortune and misfortune have no door; only people call them forth! We as cultivators should know how to make choices.” Lian Luosha couldn’t help but nod. What she admired most about Li Hui was his ability to seek fortune and avoid misfortune. Every time he appeared to be in danger, he was actually managing the risks just right.
Before long, the ground trembled violently, and someone shouted, “It’s open! The restrictions have become so weak; hurry up and get inside!”
Once they entered the building, the number of ghosts in the courtyard suddenly decreased, a mass of black shadows riding the yin winds pursued after them. In the courtyard, aside from the ghosts lying in the strange circle, two groups of fierce and vengeful spirits remained.
Li Hui glanced to his left and saw that wedding procession.
At this moment, he noticed that the bright wedding garments of the procession had turned strikingly vivid, dripping with fresh blood. The groom’s face regained some vitality, his dangling eyeball mysteriously returned to its socket. As the eyeball rolled, it radiated a faint green light, appearing to smile.
On the right side, there was another group of fierce vengeful spirits, adorned with arrows and holding broken swords. At the forefront, a heavily armored man wielded a black flag, emanating not the usual ghostly malice but a sense of tragic determination.
Lian Luosha suddenly said, “Three hundred years ago, a scholar named Guo from Fusu City topped the imperial examinations and returned home to marry the city lord’s daughter. No one expected that the entire wedding procession perished along the way. The following year, a woman named Ruan Xiaosu appeared by the side of the National Master of Dalong, who personally presented her. Ruan Xiaosu met a tragic end, and it’s said that when she died, the resentment in the Dalong capital soared, while for three days, Fusu City was without sunlight…”
After a brief pause, Lian Luosha looked at the armored spirit holding the banner and sighed lightly, “Two hundred and thirty years ago, during the invasion of the maritime nations, enemy forces approached Fusu City. All the nobles had already fled, leaving only the elderly and weak. Officer Liu vowed to guard Fusu City with the abandoned soldiers, and they fought fiercely for five days and nights, nailing the enemy to the city walls. Just as they were about to succeed in repelling the invaders, betrayal struck; an insider secretly opened the city gate to let the enemy in. At the moment of death, Officer Liu and the abandoned soldiers expressed their resentment throughout the city.”
“Oh?” Li Hui looked at the armored man. Having grown up among the military, he felt a natural affinity for fighters, and he didn’t regard them as ghosts, but as heroic spirits.
The wedding procession suddenly moved, and the groom laughed heartily, “Ha ha ha, life and death stretch across ten years, and thoughts of you linger on. A solitary grave a thousand miles away, where can I speak of my sorrows? Even if we meet, we might not recognize each other: with dust on our faces and hair like frost. In the blink of an eye, thirty years have passed. Today is a good day for me, Guo Junan; my bride is waiting for me, and I must not miss the auspicious time. I’ve seen enough excitement; let’s start the drums, let’s dance, and go to the city lord’s residence to fetch her.”
The tall horses galloped through the wall, and before the procession vanished, a voice echoed, “Little brother, I must thank you for helping me fulfill my long-held wish to marry such a royal vengeful woman, nearly identical to the late Xiaosu. However, my bride might have quite the temper, and after she fully cultivates, she might come back for revenge on you. Ghost cultivators are also cultivators, so please don’t be complacent!”
“What’s going on?” Li Hui’s eyes widened in shock. This groom with the surname Guo seemed to have a connection to him? Was the royal vengeful woman Cheng Yuyan, who did not forget to become a vengeful spirit even after death?
Quickly shaking his head to dispel such thoughts, Li Hui pressed his palms together and, under Lian Luosha’s astonished gaze, four lotus-shaped Dharma clouds rose beneath his feet.
Strangely enough, once the wedding procession left, the Dharma clouds resumed their regular flow. It seemed as if the sound of chanting had begun to resonate, and the golden light beneath his feet began to spread, transforming the nearby limp ghosts into gold.
Although these ghosts were incredibly vicious, at this moment, they could not resist. They could only let the golden light envelop them until, after a short while, their minds found peace.
“May Buddha be compassionate!”
The ghosts stood up and bowed to Li Hui, then slowly began to dissipate. The four lotus-shaped Dharma clouds spun rapidly, drawing in strands of golden threads, layering the white Dharma clouds with shimmering gold light.
“Junior Brother, when did you become a monk?” Lian Luosha watched in amazement.
Li Hui smiled, “Hehe, just in the past few days. But I haven’t truly become a monk; I merely went to the temple to avoid the storm. You see, the Hidden Sky Sect hasn’t found me, right?”
“Is that how you avoided the Hidden Sky Sect?” Lian Luosha was completely unconvinced. When she looked at the Dharma clouds gradually turning golden, she joked, “Your Dharma clouds are more authentic than many older monks who have trained for years. However, I think with your handsome looks, you should go to the nunnery; then you could have a little monk of your own, which would be charming!”
“A nunnery?” Li Hui suddenly thought of Mu Qianyun. He wondered how she had been these past few days.
“No way! You actually want to go to the nunnery?” Lian Luosha’s eyes widened, and she felt like she wanted to smack the little rascal on the head.
“Ahem, ahem, let’s focus on business; let’s hurry and send these ghosts away.” Li Hui cleared his throat and hastily moved around. The four lotus-shaped Dharma clouds looked increasingly refined, resembling true golden lotuses.
After he had helped this group of ghosts achieve peace, a buzzing sound began to emanate from around the courtyard. Lian Luosha pressed down on her chest, quickly tugging on Li Hui to crouch down, whispering, “Jin is closing the net; there’s a change in the talisman formation.”
