Dongxuan Spiritual Realm

Chapter 118 Reunion with Junior Uncle

Yang Qisheng also received another piece of bad news from the vengeful ghost: another of the Eight Ghost Immortals, the Five Ghost Prince Xue Mingling.

Xue Mingling is one of the top figures among the Eight Ghost Immortals. He has already cultivated to the Five Ghost Nascent Soul stage and is currently searching for people who have secretly sneaked in with Cui Wushe.

He thought that by killing Mu Canzhuang and eliminating one of the enemy's top experts, only Cui Wushe would remain. He believed that whoever infiltrated and caused that huge explosion would have a chance to break the deadlock if he joined forces with him.

Unexpectedly, another Xue Mingling, even more powerful than Mu Canzhuang, has arrived!

No, we need to find the person who came in quickly, meet up with him, see who it is, and then see if we can defeat him. If not, we need to go out and find reinforcements as soon as possible, at least we need to bring Fourth Uncle here!
As soon as he moved, he suddenly felt someone pat his right shoulder from behind.

This startled him so much that his hair stood on end and his scalp tingled. When he hurriedly looked back, there was nothing to be seen in the south.

Is it my misunderstanding?
He touched his right shoulder with his left hand, and at that moment his left shoulder was patted.

Yang Qisheng almost jumped up on the spot, about to release his protective aura, but then suddenly stopped and said softly, "Which senior is here? Playing such a joke on a junior?"

For someone to sneak up behind him without him noticing, the opponent must be at least a Golden Core stage expert, and clearly, the opponent had no ill intentions. If it were Cui Wushe or Xue Mingling, they would have dealt with him directly instead of just circling around behind him and patting his shoulder.

Just then, he was tapped on the back of the head again, followed by a chuckle. He turned around and saw it was his junior uncle, Zhen Yong Zhenren. He was both surprised and delighted.
"Junior Uncle! Weren't you poisoned by Cui Wushe and chased away by him?"

"Hmph!" Zhen Yong Zhenren snorted coldly, "Him? I didn't expect that he would actually fuse with Wu Tou Lao Gui's Nascent Soul. I only fell for his attack by accident! Otherwise, how could he possibly defeat me?"

"So, were you poisoned or not? The Old Man of Aconite has cultivated for over three hundred years, researching how to use poison. The poison in his nascent soul must be very potent, right? How come you're alright?"

Yang Qisheng looked Zhen Yong up and down. His clothes were riddled with holes of all sizes, but otherwise there was nothing wrong with them.

“That old devil Wu Tou doesn’t follow the right path; he only thinks about crooked ways all day long. His poison is potent, but he wouldn’t dare to harm me.” Zhen Yong Zhenren also looked Yang Qisheng up and down. “Good nephew, are you alright? I’ve been worried about you, so I rushed back to find you.”

"I'm fine." Yang Qisheng recounted his experience to Zhen Yongzhen. "Uncle-Master, how did you find me? The roads here are a mess, and even with a guide, I was still completely disoriented. How did you manage to find this place so precisely!"

"Are you stupid? The Heavenly Cicada Talisman you use to hide is a magic weapon that I have nurtured for many years. Even if you run to the ends of the earth, I can find you! I went straight for you as soon as I entered the cave, only to find that you were hiding in a cave where Mu Canzhuang, one of the Eight Ghost Immortals, was cultivating. When I saw that you were trapped there and Cui Wushe was nearby, I didn't dare to make a move easily. I ran to blow up Cui Wushe's alchemy cave first. When I went back to look for you, you were no longer there, so I came here again."

So that's what happened! Yang Qisheng put his mind at ease for the time being, and then he talked about Lu Yichao.

"They tried to provoke my senior brother Ye, humiliate their fellow disciples, and betray their sect. I was going to report this to you and ask you to clean up their sect, but he was eaten by Mu Canzhuang's nascent soul."

Zhen Yong waved his hand, "I don't care about this. Go to the capital and talk to your second senior uncle later." "Yes, but what do we do now? They've sent an even more powerful Xue Mingling."

"What's so great about Xue Mingling?"

"I heard that he is one of the strongest among the Eight Ghost Immortals. He has long since cultivated to the Nascent Soul stage, and is more powerful than Cui Wushe and Mu Canzhuang."

"Do you know why he's called the Five Ghosts Prince?" Seeing Yang Qisheng shake his head, Zhen Yong Zhenren chuckled, a hint of smugness in his voice. "He had a peculiar personality from a young age, recognizing five godfathers, all ancient emperors, ghosts thousands of years old. After this guy learned the Dao from the Taiyin Ghost King..."
He split his soul into five parts and combined them with these five old ghosts, creating avatars and developing considerable supernatural powers, harming many sword immortals. Over a hundred years ago, someone asked me to help, and I destroyed those five old ghosts. Therefore, he shouldn't be called the Five Ghost Prince now, but rather the Five Ghost Orphans!

Yang Qisheng was speechless for a moment after hearing this: "A hero doesn't dwell on past glories. What about now? He has already cultivated to the Nascent Soul stage, while yours is gone, and you've fallen back to the Core Formation stage. Do you really have the confidence to defeat him now?"

"Hmph!" Zhen Yong Zhenren was somewhat displeased. "You think I can't defeat him?"

Yang Qisheng was utterly exasperated by these elders, each one more arrogant than the last, and no amount of persuasion or reasoning could dissuade them. The old man with the black hair was like that, and this junior uncle seemed to be much the same.

He earnestly advised, "Junior Uncle, let's not linger here. Senior Wutou has already met with disaster, and Lu Yichao is dead, whether he was good or bad. Let's leave quickly. Even if we want to come back for revenge and destroy this place, we need to invite some experts, at least Fourth Uncle."

"Why would I ask him for help? Do you think I can't handle these few monsters? You've already killed Mu Canzhuang, and I've only blown up one of his alchemy caves. In terms of merit, I'm not even as good as you. How can I leave? I won't leave! I'll kill that Xue Mingling before I go!"

Yang Qisheng quickly advised, "The reason I was able to kill Mu Canzhuang is because her cultivation had just reached its most crucial stage. She had just completed her Nascent Soul cultivation, and her primordial spirit and soul were in complete disarray. Then, your explosion completely disrupted her vital energy and blood essence, allowing me to cut her in two in one fell swoop. In fact, the greatest credit here belongs to you..."

"Enough of that! I'm going to kill Xue Mingling now, are you coming or not?"

"I...I don't want to go," Yang Qisheng said honestly.

"You have to go, whether you like it or not! I'm your senior uncle, so you have to go. Otherwise, I'm ten times more ruthless, evil, and terrifying than Cui Wushe and Mu Canzhuang! Back then, who in the world didn't know how powerful Ninth Master Weiji of Taiyi Palace was!"

Zhen used a real person to make a fierce face, forcing Yang Qisheng to take a step back, and then changed to a kind and amiable face: "Good nephew, come with me. If we succeed this time, I will give you this Heavenly Cicada Spirit Leaf."

Yang Qisheng said, "This Heavenly Cicada Spirit Leaf was given to you by your Grandmaster. Why are you giving it to me?"

"Your great-grandfather gave one to each of my brother and me back then. Now that my brother and I share one body, we only need to keep his one. I'll give you mine, but on the condition that you help me kill Xue Mingling! Otherwise, I'll take your one back right now! Let's see if you can escape the search and pursuit of these evil spirits without the Heavenly Cicada Spirit Leaf's invisibility protection!"

(End of this chapter)