Chat group: Living in a fantasy world, investing in countless realms

Zhang Taixuan: "There's nothing wrong with being a ghost. I obtained the cultivation techniques of the ancient immortal system, and with the methods of cultivating the primordial spirit in the fantasy world, I can create a cultivation technique that ghosts and monsters can practice. If you're willing, I'll give it to you."

Umaru: "Wow, I got a free skill!"

Su Xiaoxiao: "Hey, a guinea pig!"

Chitanda Eru: "Could it really be a guinea pig?"

Nie Xiaoqian: "[Afraid]"

Zhang Taixuan: "It is indeed a bit like a guinea pig, but you don't need to worry. Even if something goes wrong, I can still pull you out of time and space."

Yue Buqun: "I wonder what kind of ghost cultivation technique you intend to create? If it's a technique that leads directly to something like the Primordial Chaos Realm, I, Yue, would like to cultivate it myself."

Ying Zheng: "+1, getting a top-tier cultivation technique for free, saving a lot of money. The key is that there's a Dao Lord protecting me, so the danger is negligible. @Nie Xiaoqian, Miss Nie, you should seriously consider this. This is a chance to rise to the top in one step! The rest of us need to accumulate points for a long time just to buy a Hunyuan Realm cultivation technique!"

Ying Zheng No. 2: "It is indeed a good opportunity."

Huang Rong: "I think Miss Nie can trust her husband's methods."

Su Xiaoxiao: "Indeed, Brother Taixuan is very reliable."

Nie Xiaoqian: "Yes, everyone's suggestions are very good. Daojun, I've made up my mind—I'll choose to cultivate the Ghost Path!"

Zhang Taixuan: "You won't regret it. Just grant me the necessary permissions, and I'll be right there."

Nie Xiaoqian: "Okay!"

Lanruo Temple.

This place was once a grand temple with a thriving incense offering tradition, housing hundreds of monks. During temple fairs, pilgrims would gather in droves, and the wisps of incense smoke would rise straight into the sky like wispy clouds, creating a magnificent spectacle.

However, a dramatic change decades ago turned this sacred Buddhist site into ruins, and the monks in the temple disappeared overnight.

Some say it's the work of ghosts and monsters, while others say it's the work of demons.

In short, this place has become a terrifying forbidden zone that people dread talking about.

However, amidst the temple ruins stood a man with hair and beard like halberds, eyebrows like knives, and an air of heroic spirit emanating from him.

This person was none other than Yan Chixia.

"It's definitely better to live next to ghosts and monsters than to live next to people."

"Everyone knows that demons harm people. Living next to demons and always being on guard is actually safe. But it takes experience to understand that people harm each other. In this world, by the time you understand this, there is no turning back."

"It's so hard, so hard, being a person is so difficult!"

"The world is in trouble, and the people are suffering!"

Yan Chixia held a gourd, drinking wine while practicing his swordplay.

The sword light rose, slicing the dancing leaves one by one.

"How incredibly difficult!"

Just then, a cheerful voice suddenly rang out from inside the temple, and then a man dressed in a white Taoist robe, his whole body shrouded in five-colored immortal light, walked out from there.

"immortal?!"

Zhang Taixuan laughed and said, "You could be considered an immortal, but you could be called the True Man Taixuan."

"Greetings, Immortal!" Yan Chixia sheathed his sword and tidied his appearance. "I was unaware of the descent of an immortal from the upper realm. Please forgive my rudeness."

"You're too kind," Zhang Taixuan said with a smile, glancing to the side. "Miss Nie, please come out."

The next moment, a woman with a delicate temperament, excellent figure and appearance appeared under the shade of the tree.

However, she was surrounded by yin energy and her body had a somewhat ethereal quality, making it clear at a glance that she was not human.

It wasn't nighttime after all; if ghosts manifested during the day, the flaws would be too obvious to fool anyone.

"Greetings, Daoist Lord!" Nie Xiaoqian bowed gracefully. "Please forgive Xiaoqian for not being able to come forward to pay her respects."

"It's alright." Zhang Taixuan waved his hand, and a beam of divine light descended. Instantly, Nie Xiaoqian's body solidified, and apart from her still pale skin, she was almost indistinguishable from a real person.

Yan Chixia was stunned.

Who is this person? With a wave of his hand, he made a ghost's cultivation advance greatly. Are immortals that powerful?

"Greetings, Master Yan! Greetings, Daoist Lord!"

Nie Xiaoqian, beaming with joy, walked forward into the sunlight, her delight palpable.

Since becoming a ghost, the sun has become a sword-like entity to her; whenever she dares to walk under the sun, it is as if she is being torn to pieces.

Now that my body feels solid, I feel the warmth of the sun in the sky.

She hadn't felt this way in a very, very long time.

"Although it's difficult to be a person, being able to bask in the sun is also a joyous thing."

Only after experiencing the eeriness of the ghost realm did Nie Xiaoqian understand the preciousness of the sun.

"Miss Nie actually knows an immortal?" Yan Chixia exclaimed in surprise. "What a stroke of luck! With Miss Nie's current state, even without cultivation, she has several thousand years of lifespan."

"It was just a coincidence." Nie Xiaoqian said modestly, looking at Zhang Taixuan with anticipation. "Daojun, what should we do next?"

"Don't worry about your matter for now. Let's deal with this great demon in the temple first," Zhang Taixuan said with a smile. "That way, you won't have to be so careful in everything you do."

With a grab from a distance, an enormous locust tree was instantly uprooted from the ground.

The locust tree was tall and robust, and on its trunk was a gaunt, ugly, and terrified human face.

Beneath the tree trunk lies a dense root system, the roots appearing alive as they are pulled from the ground, still writhing in the air like snakes.

Boom!

Almost as soon as the tree roots were completely pulled out, the earth shook violently, and many places collapsed violently, exposing large areas of rock.

The roots of this locust tree had spread over an area of ​​ten miles. If the roots were removed, the terrain would naturally change dramatically.

The entire tree was uprooted and lifted to the sky, its roots swaying wildly, blocking out the sun.

"What a huge ghost locust tree! Ordinary people really can't subdue this kind of demon!"

Yan Chixia was amazed. Each of those thousands of tree roots bore the mark of a tree demon. If even one of them escaped, a giant demon would be born again decades later.

It's like a wildfire that can't be extinguished, and it springs back to life with the spring breeze; it's extremely difficult to deal with.

What shocked Yan Chixia even more was that on the tree roots that blocked out the sky, one after another pale white skulls were strung together, with empty eye sockets, like strings of white bone prayer beads, which was extremely creepy.

At first glance, there are thousands of skulls strung on the tree roots, enough to trigger trypophobia in anyone.

"You audacious monster, how dare you kill so many people!"

Yan Chixia knew that the tree demon was harming people.

However, those people were inherently dishonest, and he had no intention of standing up for them.

Little did they expect that the tree demon had harmed such a terrifying number of people!

Chapter 187 If having emotions and desires means you should die, then how many people in the world would be left? (1/7, please subscribe)

"Spare my life!"

"Though I am a demon, I only kill those with wicked hearts!"

Above the sky, the locust tree's voice was as unpleasant as a broken gong, recounting its own conduct and principles.

"Oh, how are they so wicked?" Zhang Taixuan asked calmly, "so much so that even a demon like you can't stand it?"

"They are greedy for money, lustful, and seeking comfort..."

"I transformed the female ghosts into beautiful women, and they couldn't resist the temptation and fell for it. Shouldn't they die?"

"He tricked the female ghost into giving them gold and silver, and they couldn't resist the temptation. Shouldn't they have been killed?"

"These people are all wicked and deserve to die! Immortal, I am acting on behalf of Heaven!"

Yan Chixia's expression was complicated, because he felt that what the tree demon said was indeed true.

Even Nie Xiaoqian felt a sense of approval from him.

Those people don't seem to be good people at all!

"You audacious fiend, how dare you spread your heresies before me!"

Just then, a cold snort rang out; it was Zhang Taixuan: "If greed for money, lust, and comfort means death, then how many people would be left in this world?"

How many people could resist the temptation of a large sum of money without breaking the law?

There are beautiful women who are passionate, and it's a mutual relationship, but how many men can be as virtuous as Liu Xiahui?

It's perfectly normal to crave comfort and ease.

Who hasn't slacked off at work? That's just being lazy and seeking comfort.

Let alone ancient times, even in modern times when people are well-fed and clothed and have a stronger sense of morality, how many people can tolerate such things?

If a beautiful woman (or handsome man) strikes up a conversation and you agree—snap, you're dead—you're such a lecher!

If a merchant tries to sell you something with a discount—and you go—snap, you're dead—you were greedy!

Abandoning a low-paying job to pursue a high-paying one—snap, you're dead—your ambition for fame and fortune is too strong!

Believing someone's nonsense and wanting to make a fortune with a small investment—snap—that's greed!

Thinking of this, Zhang Taixuan felt like laughing himself to death.