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    After Qin Haoxuan infused the jade vial with his spiritual energy, the ghost soldier inside felt extremely uncomfortable and began to struggle, causing the vial to vibrate ceaselessly. Even though this was the very vial in which it had been born, it was showing signs that it could no longer contain it.

    After taking a deep breath, Qin Haoxuan tore off the talisman paper stuck to the vial. Without the talisman’s suppression, the ghost soldier tried to charge out. Just then, Qin Haoxuan increased the infusion of his spiritual energy. His energy, now containing the yin qi of the Advent of the Ghost God, seemed to have a natural suppressive effect on the ghost soldier. After several attempts, it failed to break free.

    Qin Haoxuan then blocked the mouth of the vial with his right arm and stopped the infusion of his spiritual energy. Without his energy holding it back, the ghost soldier, as if greatly relieved, suddenly shot out of the vial and drilled into his arm.

    Xing watched with a tense expression. After the ghost soldier entered Qin Haoxuan’s body, the temperature in the entire tent suddenly dropped, as if it were the dead of winter. A yin wind blew, and a black yin energy pervaded the space. The scene was incredibly sinister and terrifying. If a mortal were to see it, they would be frightened to death. Qin Haoxuan’s entire body was shrouded in a thick black fog.

    After entering his body, the ghost soldier was overjoyed. Ghosts were inherently yin creatures. If they could not possess a body, they would disappear after a short time, and even a powerful ghost soldier was no exception, though they could last a little longer. Instinct drove it to try and seize control of the physical body.

    Qin Haoxuan quickly used his spiritual energy, which was mixed with the yin qi of the Advent of the Ghost God, to form a sealing talisman to suppress it. The ghost soldier, suppressed by the golden talisman, suddenly puffed out its chest and let out a furious roar. Its formidable power instantly shattered the sealing talisman. The power of a Twenty-Fifth-Leaf ghost soldier! Even with his Immortal-Demon Seed, Qin Haoxuan was still unable to suppress it. This powerful force, however, made his heart leap with joy. What I was afraid of was that you wouldn’t be strong enough! With such power, you’ll be a great help!

    With his spiritual sense as his trump card, Qin Haoxuan was fearless. After failing to suppress it with a seal again, he began to mobilize his spiritual sense, which was as vast as the sands of the Ganges in his sea of consciousness, and quickly condensed it.

    The ghost soldier shattered the seal and charged straight for his sea of consciousness. Instinct told it that only by seizing control there could it survive! Live! All things in the world yearn to live.

    A golden rod of spiritual sense came crashing down, landing gently on top of the ghost soldier’s head. He didn’t dare to use too much force… if he accidentally broke it, it would be a great loss. Even so, this single blow nearly scattered the ghost soldier’s soul. It let out a shrill, tragic cry, and a white gas boiled from its body, as if all the water within it was about to be boiled away.

    This single blow had almost dispersed its soul. It shrieked, and an instinctual fear arose within it. But the instinct to survive made it once again shake with a powerful ghostly energy and charge at his sea of consciousness.

    “Insolence!” A roar echoed from within Qin Haoxuan’s sea of consciousness, the voice like that of a creation-era immortal. “Be still for me!” A character for “still,” formed from spiritual sense, descended, transforming into a great mountain that heavily pressed down on the ghost soldier. With the great mountain of spiritual sense falling upon it, the ghost soldier had no more strength to resist. Pinned beneath it, it could not move.

    Although the ghost soldier was strong, when it came to spiritual sense, the gap between it and Qin Haoxuan was like that between an adult and an infant. After being struck twice and nearly having its soul scattered, and now being pinned and unable to move, its instinct finally understood what it meant to submit. After the giant mountain of spiritual sense disappeared, it obediently followed Qin Haoxuan’s command and hid in his arm. He then unceremoniously used the sealing method of the Advent of the Ghost God to seal it with his spiritual energy.

    And so, on his right arm, a tattoo of a ferocious, disheveled fierce ghost appeared, seething with killing intent and incredibly lifelike. After the ghost soldier was sealed, the yin energy in the tent was swept away, and the temperature returned to normal.

    In the enemy camp, in Hao Xiu’s tent. Hao Xiu, who had been in seclusion for three days without eating or sleeping, had spent the time feeding all the souls he had collected from the battlefield to his talisman soul. Through constant devouring, the talisman soul had finally reached great completion, and he had finally succeeded in refining this special Talisman Beast. Thinking of the arduous process, he couldn’t help but feel a pang of trepidation.

    After three more hours, following the refining method, he finally succeeded in merging the talisman soul and the talisman body, officially creating the ancient exotic beast, the Feilian. After it was complete, he looked it up and down. It was a strangely shaped Talisman Beast. The Feilian was an ancient exotic beast, with the body of a deer, the head of a bird, and a long wolf’s tail. It was about seven feet tall and a full ten feet long, its body radiating a fierce and brutal aura, a bone-chilling cold. The aura it emitted alone was enough to make one’s heart tremble.

    Hao Xiu looked it over with great satisfaction. Before he could even activate it for a test run, a hearty laugh came from outside the tent. “I say, Junior Brother Hao, I heard you were defeated by a yellow-mouthed brat from the Taichu Sect three days ago?”

    Startled, Hao Xiu quickly put the Talisman Beast away and went outside. He found that the visitor was a rogue cultivator from the Tongtian Temple, named Perfected Man Hulu. This was the reinforcement that General Chang had sent for three days ago.

    Seeing him, Hao Xiu was taken aback. His face darkened as he asked the nearby General Chang, “What is going on?”

    Being glared at by Hao Xiu, the general had no choice but to brave it and reply with a fawning smile, “Reporting to High Immortal Hao, after your minor setback three days ago, you went into seclusion. This humble general was worried that your seclusion would last for some time and that if the enemy immortal were to launch a sneak attack, it would affect you. So, I sent a man to the Tongtian Temple to request aid, and the Temple Master sent Perfected Man Hulu.”

    Hearing his answer, Hao Xiu was filled with a towering rage. He slapped him across the face, shattering a mouthful of the general’s teeth. “You incompetent fool who can’t get anything right! Didn’t I tell you not to call for reinforcements?” The thought that the treasures on that Taichu disciple would now have to be shared with this Perfected Man Hulu, who was a leaf stronger than him, made his anger boil over.

    Just then, Perfected Man Hulu also laughed with a hint of sarcasm. “I say, Junior Brother Hao, since you can’t beat that Taichu disciple, just hand him over to me. You can just watch the fun from the side.”

    Hao Xiu frowned and retorted, “I’ve worked so hard for so long. On what grounds do you get to reap the benefits?”

    “Whoever is stronger gets to do it,” Perfected Man Hulu replied unceremoniously. “If you’re stronger than me, then you go and take down the enemy cultivator. But are you stronger than me?”

    Seeing his arrogant expression, Hao Xiu sneered. “Don’t think I’m afraid of you just because you’re one leaf higher than me!”

    Perfected Man Hulu laughed. “I am one leaf higher than you, so I am naturally a few points stronger. In our Tongtian Temple, there is no rule of first-come, first-served, only the law of the jungle! I’m quite curious, on what grounds are you speaking so tough when your strength is inferior to mine?”

    “My tone is tough? Why don’t we see if my fists are even tougher?” Hao Xiu had no pleasantries for this man who had suddenly appeared to steal his glory. Although he was a leaf stronger, he now had his newly refined Talisman Beast, the Feilian. With an ancient exotic beast as its prototype, its power was surely not to be trifled with. Never mind one leaf higher; what if he were a few more?

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