Daqin arrests alchemists, what does it matter to me as a qi refiner?

Yang Ling chuckled: "Do you think I will tell you?" After saying that, he transformed into a new clone again.

Upon seeing this, the Ghost King of the Netherworld immediately ordered the ghost generals beside him to deal with Yang Ling's clone, while he himself attacked Yang Ling himself with all his might.

Yang Ling's face darkened instantly when he saw this scene. He didn't expect that the Netherworld Ghost King would be so shameless as to send someone to stop his clone.

However, facing the fierce attack of the Nether Ghost King, Yang Ling was not afraid at all. He clenched the long sword in his hand and rushed forward.

"Bang!" The two men collided with each other, and the powerful force made both of them retreat.

However, the Nether Ghost King did not give up. After stabilizing his body, he pounced on Yang Ling again and grabbed him with one claw.

The sharp wind whistled, Yang Ling's pupils shrank slightly, but he held the sword and rushed forward without hesitation.

The moment the two men collided, a chilling force flowed into Yang Ling's body along the Netherworld Ghost King's fist.

Yang Ling's face turned pale instantly, and he couldn't help but groan. However, the Nether Ghost King mocked wildly: "Hahaha! You can't do it!"

Yang Ling just sneered when he heard this. Then he used his spiritual power to drive away the cold power in his body. The Nether Ghost King frowned slightly and continued to attack Yang Ling. Yang Ling still chose to fight the Nether Ghost King head-on.

At this moment, Yang Ling's body suddenly burst into a dazzling golden light. The golden light quickly spread out and instantly illuminated the surroundings like daylight.

"Ah!" The Ghost King of the Underworld cried out in pain. He did not expect that the human in front of him had such a treasure hidden in his body.

"You dare to hurt me?" The Netherworld Ghost King screamed and stared at Yang Ling with red eyes.

"Haha! Since you dare to attack me, why should I worry so much?" Yang Ling said coldly.

After saying that, he kicked out with a whip-like kick, hitting the Ghost King of the Underworld in the chest with a sound of breaking wind.

"Bang..." The Ghost King of the Underworld flew out like a cannonball and hit the ghost general beside him.

Then Yang Ling swept out with the sword in his hand.

"Ding——" The Netherworld Ghost King hurriedly pulled away to avoid it, but it was still a step too late. A huge wound was cut on his arm. "Damn it." The Netherworld Ghost King cursed.

The furious Ghost King of the Netherworld directly devoured the ghost general beside him to restore his strength.

The Netherworld Ghost King, whose strength had increased, looked at Yang Ling with red eyes, and launched a fierce attack on Yang Ling again with surging momentum.

"Swish, swish, swish--" Yang Ling kept dodging the Nether Ghost King's attacks. Every time the Nether Ghost King's attack was about to hit him, he was always able to dodge it one step ahead. This made the Nether Ghost King extremely annoyed but helpless.

“Roar…” The Ghost King of the Netherworld suddenly let out a long roar towards the sky.

"Boom--" The whole ghost town shook and the ghosts around it became even more panicked.

Yang Ling frowned when he heard this unusual movement. He gathered the clones around him and began to set up a formation to prevent any accidents.

As the Ghost King of the Netherworld roared, a vajra emitting a terrifying and evil aura broke out of the ground.

The Netherworld Ghost King grasped the vajra and looked at Yang Ling coldly.

“Go to hell!” With a roar from the Ghost King of the Netherworld, the vajra carrying a terrifying evil aura fell directly towards Yang Ling.

"Buzz..." The air vibrated and made a sharp sonic boom.

Yang Ling looked serious and swung the sword in his hand to meet the enemy.

With a loud bang, Yang Ling was smashed away.

Although he managed to block the attack of the vajra with the help of the power of the formation, his arms were still so numb that he could hardly hold the sword in his hands.

Yang Ling knew that this was not a good sign and he had to find a solution as soon as possible. However, at this moment, the Nether Ghost King gathered his strength again and prepared to launch a more violent attack.

Yang Ling raised his eyebrows when he saw this. He waved the sword in his hand and barely blocked the new round of attack from the Netherworld Ghost King.

At the same time, he knew that he could not fight against the Ghost King of the Netherworld, so he used the recoil force to retreat quickly.

"Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh..." Yang Ling shuttled quickly in the ghost town. Although his strength was not enough to confront the Ghost King of the Netherworld, he successfully formed a stalemate with the Ghost King of the Netherworld with his speed advantage.

However, this stalemate was not a long-term solution. Yang Ling kept thinking about how to break the situation.

At this moment, the attack of the Netherworld Ghost King became more and more fierce. He could no longer care about anything else and just attacked Yang Ling madly.

It was obvious that he couldn't wait to kill the "ant" who hurt him.

"Damn it!" The Netherworld Ghost King gnashed his teeth and said. He didn't expect that even after using all his best skills, he still couldn't kill Yang Ling, this "little ant", in such a short time.

At this time, the Ghost King of the Underworld had already realized that it was almost impossible for him to kill Yang Ling.

At this moment, a golden light flashed on Yang Ling's body again. Feeling the pressure of the golden light, the Nether Ghost King decisively abandoned Yang Ling and flew away. "Want to run? No way!" Yang Ling smiled coldly and chased after him. His figure turned into a ball of golden light and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

"Hoo-chi..." The Netherworld Ghost King was running at full speed at this moment. He knew that he was no match for Yang Ling, so he planned to seek help.

Soon he came to the edge of the ghost area. Here he planned to seek help from the Supreme Ghost King who was in seclusion here. As long as he could get the protection of the Supreme Ghost King, Yang Ling would never dare to attack him.

Therefore, the Nether Ghost King once again sped up and wanted to enter the Supreme Ghost King's retreat as soon as possible. However, when he just stepped into the Supreme Ghost King's retreat, his whole body was suddenly pressed by a powerful pressure and could not move. His heart was filled with fear and despair...

Yang Ling, who was following the Nether Ghost King, witnessed the miserable scene of the Nether Ghost King being pinned to the ground, and he stopped involuntarily. He was panting, and his heart was full of doubts, not understanding why the Nether Ghost King was in such a situation. Out of caution, Yang Ling decided to observe first, and then make plans.

Lying on the ground, the Nether Ghost King was in a state of disgrace, but he had not forgotten the purpose of his trip to find the Supreme Ghost King. He struggled to raise his head, looked towards the distant mountains, and shouted in a low voice with all his strength: "The Nether Ghost King wants to see you, please let me go."

At this time, on a hidden platform deep in the mountains, a woman in a black robe and with disheveled hair was sitting in meditation with her eyes closed.

Although her face was covered, her youth could still be seen from her snow-white neck and delicate collarbone. The ghost king of the underworld's cry for help once again echoed in the mountains and forests. The woman suddenly disappeared from the spot and appeared in front of the ghost king of the underworld in the blink of an eye.

Facing the woman who looked down on him, the Netherworld Ghost King was so frightened that he immediately knelt on the ground, wailing. However, the woman seemed to have heard nothing and still kept her eyes closed, only turning her head to "look" in the direction of Yang Ling. Yang Ling felt this sudden aura, and although the woman's eyes were closed, he felt like he was completely seen through. He did not dare to neglect it in the slightest, and hurriedly bowed respectfully: "Senior, this is a grudge between me and the Netherworld Ghost King, please do not interfere."

The woman stared at Yang Ling quietly, and after a long while she slowly spoke: "You are a human, why do you have the aura of the Yellow Springs Holy Object?" Her voice was clear and pleasant, as beautiful as a lark.

Yang Ling answered honestly: "I accidentally obtained this Huangquan holy object during an adventure."

"Oh? It seems that you are indeed lucky." Although the woman's voice was cold, she walked straight towards the Netherworld Ghost King after she finished speaking, "I have some connection with the Netherworld Ghost King, so I must protect him."

Hearing this, Yang Ling's heart tightened, but the woman's next words made him feel relieved. "However, since you are holding the Yellow Spring Sacred Relic, I don't want to be your enemy. If you are willing to make peace with the Netherworld Ghost King, I can guarantee that he will never trouble you again in the future." The woman's words were light, as if the life and death of the Netherworld Ghost King was in her control.

Yang Ling hurriedly thanked him: "Thank you, Senior!" However, just as he was about to leave, the Nether Ghost King became anxious: "Your Excellency, he is only a human being, and is not worthy of possessing the Yellow Spring Sacred Object at all!"

The woman slowly opened her beautiful eyes, and in an instant, a blood-red color spread out, which made the Netherworld Ghost King shudder. Then, the woman waved her jade hand lightly, and one of the Netherworld Ghost King's arms instantly disappeared. The woman's action was too fast, and the Netherworld Ghost King didn't even have time to scream before his arm disappeared. When he felt the intense pain, he let out a shrill roar.

"Can you be quiet now?" The woman said calmly, as if nothing had happened. The Nether Ghost King did not dare to show any dissatisfaction or resistance. He knew that the Supreme Ghost King was powerful and he could not provoke him casually. He could only admit defeat for what happened today. If he continued to pester him, he might even lose his life. Therefore, he could only glare at Yang Ling angrily, and then left unwillingly.

Only when the Netherworld Ghost King completely disappeared did Yang Ling heave a sigh of relief. Today's experience was undoubtedly thrilling for him. He turned around and bowed to the woman, saying gratefully: "Thank you for your mediation, I will not disturb your meditation now." After saying that, Yang Ling flashed and rushed in the direction he came from.

After returning to the Nether Palace, Yang Ling began to look for the female ghosts who had been hiding before. He was a man of his word. Since he promised to send the female ghosts back, he would definitely do it. When the female ghost saw Yang Ling's return, she couldn't help crying with joy. She didn't expect Yang Ling to come back to save her. This was undoubtedly a pleasant surprise. And from Yang Ling's expression, he seemed to have solved the problem of the Nether Ghost King. Thinking of this, the female ghost's beautiful eyes flashed with joy.

She kowtowed three times solemnly to Yang Ling: "I am Liu Ailian, thank you for rescuing me!" Her voice was trembling, and it was obvious that what happened today had frightened her greatly.

"It's just a small favor, no need to be polite." Yang Ling waved his hand and said indifferently. Then he said to Liu Ailian in a deep voice: "Let's leave the Nether Palace first. Then I will escort you back. Don't worry, I, Yang Ling, always keep my promises!"

Liu Ailian thanked Yang Ling again with gratitude. She knew that Yang Ling was a human but he had no discrimination or prejudice against her as a ghost. Instead, he was willing to lend a helping hand to her. This made her feel very warm and touched.

Later, under the leadership of Yang Ling, they quickly left Nether City. On the way back to the territory of Liu Ailian's family, they were unexpectedly intercepted by a ghost beast. However, the ghost beast's strength was too low, and Yang Ling easily dealt with it.

Under Liu Ailian's guidance, they soon arrived near Yinyue City. At this time, they were getting closer and closer to Yinyue City where Liu Ailian's family was located. As long as they arrived there, Liu Ailian would be able to contact her father, the Ghost King Liu Yin of Yinyue City.

However, when they actually arrived at Yinyue City, they found that it was already in chaos. No wonder no one came to rescue Liu Ailian after she was captured by the Nether Ghost King for so long. Worried about her father's safety, Liu Ailian begged Yang Ling to help find out the situation. Yang Ling didn't want to meddle in other people's business, after all, he only promised to bring Liu Ailian back. But facing Liu Ailian's pleading eyes and unstoppable tears, Yang Ling finally softened his heart and agreed.

After he settled Liu Ailian, he used the earth escape technique to sneak into the chaotic Yinyue City. He didn't understand what happened here and why it became so chaotic. However, as a cultivator, he always adhered to the principle of not getting involved in things that did not concern him, so he didn't care too much about these things. Liu Ailian didn't know the specific situation, so Yang Ling just needed to find her father.

So Yang Ling began to search aimlessly in the city.

After half a day, he finally arrived at a dilapidated courtyard. It had turned into a ruin, with all the houses collapsed. There was a thick black mist floating in the air. It was obvious that a fierce battle had broken out here. Seeing this scene, Yang Ling couldn't help but frown. He walked carefully into the depths of the mansion, feeling that this courtyard was not simple.

Just as he was searching inside, several figures suddenly rushed out from the courtyard.

Almost in the blink of an eye, those figures rushed towards Yang Ling waving their weapons.

However, their strength was no match for Yang Ling, and they soon all fell to the ground, their lives or deaths unknown.

But Yang Ling didn't care about them at this moment, his eyes were firmly attracted by a figure standing in the void.

He was a young man with an upright figure, dressed in white, and exuding a fierce and murderous aura.

"Who are you? Why are you staying here?" Yang Ling asked in a deep voice, looking at the murderous man in white.

At the same time, he explained the purpose of his visit: "I am Yang Ling, and I am here mainly to help people find people. I don't mean to offend you."

"Looking for someone? Who?" the man in white asked with a frown.

Yang Ling did not hide anything and answered directly: "I am looking for the Yinyue Ghost King Liu Yin."

Hearing this, the man in white looked Yang Ling up and down, and after a while he said in a deep voice: "Liu Yin? Who are you looking for him for?"

Facing the question from the man in white, Yang Ling thought for a moment and decided to tell the truth: "Liu Ailian, Liu Yin's daughter."

Hearing this, the man in white had a gleam of brilliance in his eyes, and he slowly said, "So that's how it is. (End of this chapter)