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Chapter 140 Zhang Xianguang, you shouldn't be so overconfident (3.4k)

After this extremely authoritative and imposing voice was uttered, an old man with a wrinkled face and a slightly hunched back slowly emerged from the darkness, leaning on a cane.

It was Elder Qin from headquarters.

The moment Elder Qin appeared, the gloomy and oppressive atmosphere seemed to vanish.

Zhang Xianguang looked up in surprise.

He didn't expect that Qin Lao would come to find him so soon after he made up his mind to implement the plan ahead of schedule.

I could have just thought about it and let it go, but why did this old guy actually come?
Zhang Xianguang quickly regained his composure, suppressing his shock, and said, "There's no point in playing riddles. Why don't you explain it more clearly?"

Old Qin then laughed: "Would it be of any use to you to explain it more clearly?"

Zhang Xianguang shook his head: "I have poured a lot of effort into the Peach Blossom Spring Project. I have spent my whole life planning for this. If the project is destined to fail, then there is no need for me to continue existing."

This answer was clearly within Qin Lao's expectations.

How could someone who has dedicated their entire life to something give up just because of a few words from others?
Old Qin spoke calmly again: "You only have two choices now."

"Either make one last attempt to get past me for your plan, or leave the stage to the younger generation of the new era, keeping your supernatural abilities to do something truly meaningful... The Peach Blossom Spring Project can be an alternative when there is no other way out."

"Alright, it's about time. Zhang Xianguang, make your choice."

As soon as he finished speaking, two beams of dim light pierced the darkness and appeared from behind Elder Qin.

A strange bus somehow managed to pass through the surrounding buildings, ignoring all obstacles.

This scene is beyond the comprehension of normal people and seems utterly unbelievable, as if the bus is some kind of illusory existence that does not exist in reality.

However, it was this old bus that made Zhang Xianguang's calm expression turn tense again.

He knew that Old Qin was not joking.

Those ghost tamers of their era who survived to the end all possessed some special abilities, not to mention that this Old Qin was also a top-tier ghost tamer in that era.

He was born into a world of demons, and became a demon tamer from birth.

Old Qin looked like a frail old man, but in fact, Zhang Xianguang couldn't kill him even with the big knife in his hand.

On the contrary, Zhang Xianguang himself might actually die if he were hit by this old bus.

After all, a single collision with this supernatural bus is enough to cause an S-class vengeful ghost to temporarily freeze. Even a top-tier ghost tamer would be certain to die if hit by this thing, and the ghost realm would be torn apart.

After realizing this, Zhang Xianguang's heart sank to the bottom.

"From the moment I first met Elder Qin, the final outcome was already a foregone conclusion; I was destined to be unable to stop Lu Ming..."

Not far away, Old Qin stood hunched over in front of the bus. Although he kept talking, his face, covered with age spots, showed only endless indifference, as if he didn't care about Zhang Xianguang's answer.

Zhang Xianguang continued to drag his large sword, making no further moves. He stood quietly in place, pondering for a moment before saying, "Why don't you just kill me?"

"You want me to kill you? That's a strange request. But why would I kill you?"

"So you're just going to let me go like this? Old Qin, you are indeed very strong, but you are very old, and there will be a day when you leave."

Old Qin didn't say much, only replying calmly, "You shouldn't be too confident."

Upon hearing this, Zhang Xianguang frowned.

This statement sounded very strange to him.

What does it mean to not be overconfident?

When Old Master Qin dies, will anyone really be able to stop him?
That young man named Lu Ming was indeed quite good, but Zhang Xianguang felt that after living for so many years and experiencing so many terrifying supernatural events, it would be ridiculous if he were not a match for a young man.

The two sides remained in a standoff for an unknown period of time.

Finally, Zhang Xianguang put away his broadsword: "Fine, since even you, Elder Qin, believe in that young man so much, then I have nothing more to say... When his path becomes blocked, this old man can clean up the mess later."

He wasn't being evasive; these were his true thoughts.

Old Qin did not completely reject his Peach Blossom Spring plan, but simply placed it in a lower priority position.

Moreover, for Zhang Xianguang, his ultimate goal was nothing more than to lead all of humanity to escape a destined tragic end.

As for the final outcome, and whether Zhang Xianguang's name will be passed down through the ages, these are not important.

If Lu Ming can do it better, then let him do it.

If he dies on the road, Zhang Xianguang will restart the Peach Blossom Spring Project.

"It would be best if you could figure it out yourself. Alright, this old man won't keep you chatting idly any longer..."

As soon as he finished speaking, the old bus, which exuded an eerie aura, vanished into thin air.

Old Qin's figure also disappeared into the darkness.

Zhang Xianguang was left standing there silently, lost in thought.

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the other side.

Dachang City.

Inside an old residential community.

Lu Mingcai returned with the derivative ghost painting in the golden container, unaware of the major events that had occurred on Zhang Xianguang and Qin Lao's side.

"The preparations for controlling the ghost painting are almost complete... We even found a ghost copper coin that appears to be a funeral item, making the harvest quite substantial."

After returning home, Lu Ming first used his Ghost Domain to seal off the surrounding area, then took He Yuelian, who was sitting on the sofa, and led her to the living room.

"Are you ready?" "What do you mean...?"

He Yuelian was clearly still a bit confused.

"Be prepared to cooperate with everything I'm about to do. Don't try to disobey or resist me. The process may be a little painful, but that's normal."

"Okay, I'm ready..."

He Yuelian was terrified, which is a normal reaction that any normal person would have when faced with the unknown.

However, Lu Ming's words gave her an irresistible feeling, forcing her to agree.

Lu Ming held He Yuelian's hand. His palms were very cold, making him seem like someone who wasn't alive. Normally, He Yuelian would definitely have tried to break free.

For some reason, He Yuelian's emotions were extremely complicated at this moment, with a thousand thoughts surging within her, but she had no impulse to break free or resist. She was like a lifeless puppet, controlled by Lu Ming.

With a thought, a finely carved dressing mirror, imbued with an eerie aura, appeared in Lu Ming's hand.

The red dressing mirror was not facing anyone at the moment, but on its smooth surface was a blurry, constantly shifting dark shadow.

"I only have one chance to master this ghost painting; I absolutely cannot fail this time..."

Lu Ming thought to himself.

Although he was certain that his method was indeed feasible, matters involving the supernatural, especially the process of controlling a terrifying ghost, were often fraught with unknowns and variables.

Even with the right methods and thorough preparation, a perfect outcome cannot necessarily be replicated.

Lu Ming had considered the possibility of failure beforehand.

If they ultimately fail, He Yuelian will most likely end up like the innocent woman killed by the wedding dress, a dried-up corpse.

Lu Ming will have to use some special means to ensure his survival, re-imprison the Derivative Ghost Painting, and deal with a series of subsequent troubles.

If he still intends to try to control the Ghost Painting, he will have to go to the Main God Space and spend a lot of points to create a woman who looks exactly like He Yuelian.

Even if he perfectly created the android, Lu Ming wasn't sure if the new android could have the same effect as He Yuelian.

Therefore, this is the only real opportunity.

Only success is allowed and failure is not allowed.

"Ready to begin."

As Lu Ming finished speaking, a figure suddenly appeared on his other side.

The figure was actually a woman, dressed in a bright red wedding gown, with a large red veil covering her face.

From a distance, she appears to be an extremely beautiful woman.

Even if you can't see their face clearly, you can still feel their extraordinary aura.

Lu Ming was holding the hand of a beautiful woman on his left and another on his right, which was truly enviable.

However, upon closer inspection, one would find that the exposed skin of this "beautiful woman" had a bluish-black sheen and was covered with withered brown dead skin, resembling a long-dead mummy.

He Yuelian stood on the other side of Lu Ming. She had seen the mummified bride once before, but seeing her again still gave her a strange feeling, especially when they were so close together, it was almost suffocating and made her faint.

The moment the mummified bride appeared, a flurry of ashes fell from the ghost realm.

Everything in sight turned into a gray haze, losing its original color.

Only Lu Ming and the mummified bride, one in white and one in red, stood out conspicuously in this gray world.

"Ghost Wedding Dress".

As soon as Lu Ming finished speaking, the bright red wedding dress on the mummified bride was removed.

The connection he had established with the mummified bride was so deep that the wedding dress fell off on its own without any contact or much trouble.

Without the supernatural support of the Ghost Wedding Dress, the mummified corpse is actually just an ordinary mummified corpse.

The mummified corpse began to emit a strong stench that made one want to vomit.

Moreover, without any external interference, the dead skin on the mummified corpse fell off piece by piece like mottled wall plaster, revealing the putrid, writhing flesh inside.

Even more bizarre than the mummified corpse was the ghost wedding dress that was taken off the mummified bride.

The red wedding dress stood up eerily, as if supported by a living person.

Lu Ming immediately showed a wary expression.

"We mustn't get entangled with this ghostly wedding dress. Now that it has no living person to hold it, any contact with it will turn you into the next mummified bride..."

"This wedding dress doesn't care whether you're a man or a woman."

Lu Ming roughly pulled He Yuelian in front of him and said, "Put on this wedding dress."

Upon hearing this, He Yuelian was shocked, and her already pale face turned even paler.

"This wedding dress looks like a vengeful ghost... Ghosts are more terrifying than I ever imagined. If I actually wear the wedding dress as Lu Ming said, I will definitely die."

He Yuelian realized the danger of doing this in public. As long as she was a normal person and capable of independent thinking, she would never willingly wear a wedding dress.

She recalled her initial thoughts.

Even if He Yuelian were to die, even if she jumped off the building, she would never wear such a bizarre and sinister wedding dress.

However, the thought had barely formed in He Yuelian's mind when her feet, as if obeying her own will, began to move closer to the direction of the wedding dress...

(End of this chapter)