Become a true immortal by emulating all demons.

Chapter 234 My Colleague Has Arrived

"Miss----"

Dong Ling suddenly appeared in front of Ning Qingzhi, panting and opening her arms wide, staring intently at her.

She gritted her teeth, shook her head, and said, "It's too late."

We are now deep in the Cold Mountains, and those murderous immortal descendants have most likely reached the Ghost King by now.

Even if we were lucky enough to intercept them, it wouldn't make a difference.

In such a place, if a magical battle were to break out, the Ghost King would arrive in an instant.

If the battlefield were to be set in the underworld, even if the young lady possessed numerous protective treasures, she would likely find it difficult to escape.

"The affairs of the underworld are beyond the control of the family and the Dragon Palace."

Dongling said urgently, "We have even less control over this."

The underworld is a separate entity. Although the Ghost King is nominally a half-life immortal of Hengshui's faction, he does not need to take orders from the Dragon Palace. Instead, he works for Liu Gongcao.

As the saying goes, humans and ghosts are on different paths.

Power in the mortal realm has very little influence in the underworld. Although the Heavenly Demon Palace has connections in the Netherworld, they are not something a junior like you can easily utilize.

Ning Qingzhi looked around and finally angrily waved her sleeve.

She remained silent, clearly acknowledging the fact.

Seeing this, Dongling finally breathed a sigh of relief. Despite her young appearance, as the maid who accompanied her mistress when she left home, she knew by heart how the direct descendants of the demon mansion handled mortal affairs.

She did not leave with the young lady directly.

A cold wind was blowing against them, and they had most likely entered the Ghost King's perception range.

"Old Ghost Hanshan!"

Dongling suddenly shouted sharply, "You committed the crime first by using the name of my Demon Palace! My young lady is the legitimate daughter of the Ning family. Killing two of your clansmen was just a warning. This matter ends here. If you dare to drag this into anything again, don't blame the Heavenly Demon Palace for being impolite!"

The more dangerous the situation, the less you should show weakness.

The Heavenly Demon Mansion is not a minor entity; it is one of the two major powers of Hengshui.

Once his name is revealed, everyone will have to think twice.

Hengshui Longsun dared to kill Luo Fengming because he had the Dragon King as his backer and could return to the Dragon Palace for refuge.

The Ghost King of Cold Mountain did not receive this treatment.

Of course, being too arrogant is also not good. The most important part of Dongling's words is the phrase "that's enough," which is a way of giving the Ghost King face.

You were wrong first, and you also took the benefits. But because you lost two ethnic groups, you will completely offend the Heavenly Demon Palace.

No one with a sound mind would do that.

"Miss, let's go."

Dongling listened intently for a moment and found that the surrounding cold air made no unusual noise.

Silence is also a form of response; the other party must have agreed to end things in this way.

She gripped the young lady's wrist and cautiously retreated step by step towards the greyish-white stone sea.

Ning Qingzhi had grown up in the manor since childhood and had never suffered such grievances. It was clear that the other party had committed heinous crimes, and she could see it all but was powerless to do anything about it.

Her respected status was useless not only in front of the idle demon king, but also in front of her enemies.

After experiencing two consecutive setbacks, she couldn't help but bite her lip hard, her emotions a complex mix of feelings.

I used to think Luo Fengming was just a spoiled fool who would only cause trouble for the Demon Palace. Now that I've descended the mountain and entered the mortal world, I'm sure I can outdo him.

The other party did a better job.

Now it seems that it is far inferior.

Regardless of the cause of the conflict, at least they didn't need to rely on their families; they were able to go toe-to-toe with Hengshui Longsun based solely on their own strength, and they even had the upper hand before being ambushed.

Unlike himself, who was not only wary of the Cold Mountain Ghost King, he couldn't even muster any courage in front of the young man riding in the precious chariot.

For some inexplicable reason, Ning Qingzhi suddenly had the urge to go home.

If nothing can be changed, it's better to just ignore it.

In a daze, she suddenly noticed that Dongling had stopped walking.

Ning Qingzhi looked up in confusion, only to find that her maid's face was extremely pale.

We've clearly been walking for quite some time, but looking around—

The two of them ended up back where they started.

The cold front grew increasingly biting, and the gray-white stone sea beneath our feet seemed to stretch endlessly.

Even though Dongling was just a maid, an indescribable anger welled up in her heart.

That old devil Hanshan, how dare he humiliate the eldest daughter of the Ning family!

This is even more unacceptable than the other party taking direct action, meaning that in the eyes of the Underworld Deputy Commander, the Heavenly Demon Palace is a clown that can be toyed with at will.

He quietly hid in the cold current, watching all of this with a mocking gaze.

Dongling's demonic aura surged, she gritted her teeth, glared ahead, and finally could not suppress the rage in her heart, coldly threatening, "Do you think that with the power of the Demon Palace, we can't tear apart the boundary between Yin and Yang and find your trace?"

A cold front suddenly roared in.

Finally, a response was received.

"All I know is that Prince Hengshui has been holding a grand banquet to celebrate for a full month, with a constant stream of delicacies and wine jars piled up like mountains, but I haven't seen the so-called Heavenly Demon Palace."

The laughter in the voice was so grating.

Dongling's expression changed slightly.

She never imagined that Luo Fengming's death would have such a huge impact.

"Ignore him, miss, let's break through—"

Dongling suddenly sensed something was wrong. She turned around abruptly, only to find that there was no one behind her, and Ning Qingzhi was nowhere to be seen.

Amidst the cold front, the outlines of five figures could be vaguely discerned.

The group of immortal descendants, who had been chased and scattered, were now staring at him with cold smiles and great interest.

"Miss!!"

Dongling's face turned pale as she gripped the necklace around her neck tightly.

The situation was so urgent that she forgot she still had the Qingxuan Lingxi Pendant on her!

A sharp and desperate cry faintly pierced through the cold air.

Beyond the gray-white stone sea.

Several figures descended from the sky, looking at the dense, almost solidified, cold winds that obscured their vision like swirling white mist.

"They've already started fighting."

Su Xin frowned slightly. They were in Tongzhou, and even though they rushed as fast as they could, they were still a step too late.

Old He looked away, not daring to look at Hanshan.

He didn't have the ruthlessness of the young master. The Ning family lord had always treated people well, yet the two of them personally killed each other's daughter.

Even now, Lao He still doesn't quite understand.

My young master was soft-hearted towards Cangli, and he deliberately left her in the city so that she could escape a calamity.

He would also be soft-hearted towards Lin Shu and the other person, and even on his deathbed, he would not allow himself to reveal to the Shui tribe that the two of them came from Yongzhou.

Yet he was so heartless towards Ning Qingzhi, his closer sister.

"Our lives are more precious; we cannot die in vain."

Could the second half of this sentence be—

Because sometimes, only when such a noble life is extinguished can it truly have an effect.

Is this the price of enjoying prestige?

Old He suddenly felt a chill run down his spine, because he found himself actually starting to think about why the young master and Miss Ning could be pampered from childhood and never have to worry about life and death.

Without the support of the demons, there would be no Heavenly Demon Palace.

Shouldn't they also step forward at some point and take responsibility for the preferential treatment they receive?

What's even more terrifying is that this rebellious thought was actually instilled into his mind by the young master who was enjoying preferential treatment!

"us----"

Old He's lips moved as if he wanted to persuade the others to leave.

He had a general understanding of Luo Fengming's line of thinking.

There's no need to pity someone who deserves to die, nor to waste time when someone doesn't deserve to die.

Just like the original Cangli, when the demon king was needed to attract Hengshui's attention, Young Master Fengming did not hesitate at all. But when the demon king was no longer useful, it was of course best to be alive.

It seems that Ning Qingzhi's greatest role was to perish here, while Lin Shu and the others should not have gotten involved.

"I'm going to bail them out. Do your best later." Lin Shu looked at Yuan Yuan.

"Um--

Yuan Yuan clenched his fists tightly. Upon hearing these words, the strange feeling in his heart intensified.

But it seems there's no other way.

After all, he didn't have the ability to rescue people from the underworld. In his half a lifetime of cultivation, he had only ever seen Master Lin do something similar.

Old He's expression froze slightly.

He never expected that, as the most powerful demon in the realm, the two of them would simply ignore him and make their decision without any regard for his own abilities.

Based on his previous assumptions, Lao He thought that these idle demon kings were trying so hard to recruit him in order to have him take the lead. Since they didn't plan to live anyway, they might as well make use of him as a powerful pawn.

"What about me?" Old He was silent for a few moments, then couldn't help but ask.

"Well."

Lin Shu seemed to realize this only then, and casually said, "Senior He is very powerful, so please stay at a distance and watch from a distance. Try not to make a move unless it is absolutely necessary."

That's already quite tactful.

The purpose of our gathering today is not only to rescue the Ning family girl, but also to lure her into our ranks.

An old man shouldn't get involved in things like rescuing a damsel in distress.

Why steal the spotlight?

Lin Shu even had Yuan Yuan prepare a few bold and impressive words. Coupled with his imposing figure and handsome appearance, he was sure to make that old hag, who had never seen the world, tremble with excitement.

"To provide cover, to provide cover?"

Old He was stunned for a moment, and before he could come to his senses, he heard Lin Shu's calm voice.

"Let's do it."

In an instant, the two of them shot out, their figures disappearing into the white, icy current.

"I'm being rejected?"

Old He turned his head in disbelief, staring at Su Xin and Cang Li beside him.

"Do you think you're not ugly?" Cangli sneered, clearly having misunderstood.

He ignored the old man and stared intently at Hanshan.

I've heard that Yuan Yuan is a disciple of the Night Wanderer of the Qi Family in Yongzhou, so he has some knowledge of the underworld.

Cangli was genuinely curious about what kind of methods these two possessed that allowed them to secretly rescue someone from under the control of a Ghost King.

If they were discovered, they might all be implicated.

A desolate place shrouded in gray fog.

There is no life, no sound, and no yang energy here.

With the blessing of the rare treasures from the mountains and seas, Ning Qingzhi strained her eyes to the limit, but could only see a series of terrifying figures moving forward stiffly through the gray mist, while she could faintly hear the sound of chains.

"Is this the underworld?"

Being suddenly dragged from the mortal realm to the underworld would likely leave most people terrified and unable to extricate themselves.

Even she took a long time to calm down from her panic.

"Winter Water Chestnut!"

Ning Qingzhi did not act rashly, but instead began searching for the maid's whereabouts.

The other party only has the Qingxuan Lingxi Pendant for protection and is timid. If they lose track of you, they will easily fall into a state of panic and confusion.

Therefore, her first reaction was to remind Dongling that she was safe for the time being.

However, such a call was met with nothing but a mocking laugh.

A hazy black shadow emerged from the white mist, like the shadow of a giant object rising from the water.

Its massive form resembled a tattered robe, swaying gently in the air.

"In all these years I have been in charge of the Great Shun Dynasty, I have never seen such a stunning beauty as you."

The shadowy figure swayed slightly more violently.

The long, scarlet strip slowly rolled up; it was His tongue.

"Originally, I planned to use you as a sacrifice."

"I've changed my mind."

"Shedding your physical body and becoming a ghost, staying by my side as a maidservant to attend to my daily needs wouldn't be bad."

The Cold Mountain Ghost King has never experienced what it's like to have the direct descendants of the Heavenly Demon Palace as his slaves.

As he spoke, his tongue had already curled towards that beautiful figure.

From the moment the shadowy figure appeared, Ning Qingzhi did not utter another word.

Until the long, scarlet shadow lunged at him.

Her five fingers, hidden behind her back, suddenly clenched into a fist.

Rustle! Rustle!

Thousands of five-colored divine lights burst forth, illuminating the underworld and tearing through the gray mist. With lightning speed, they neatly severed the black shadow and its scarlet tongue into hundreds of pieces!

However, Ning Qingzhi did not show any joy on her face.

Activating this rare treasure from the mountains and seas at full power is the strongest killing move she can currently unleash, and the energy consumption is quite terrifying.

But in her slightly trembling pupils.

The shadowy figure, like a reflection in water, began to reassemble itself, and within a few breaths, it had returned to its original form.

I've been scammed —

A sigh escaped her lips.

In terms of strength, the Ghost King's cultivation level is not necessarily stronger than mine.

However, it's certain that one lacks experience when first arriving in the underworld. One needs to navigate through one pitfall after another before learning how to fight against the underworld immortals.

Yuan Yuan was like this many years ago, and Ning Qingzhi is like this now.

Unfortunately, the Ghost King wasn't feeding her any new skills.

There wasn't a single young master Qi by her side who could help her escape from the underworld.

If you've been fooled, you'll have to pay the price!

Splash!

Just as Ning Qingzhi was exhausted and had no strength left, two iron chains suddenly shot up from the void and tightly bound her limbs and waist.

Immediately afterwards, the chains lifted her up abruptly, suspending her in mid-air.

Click!

As the chains rattled, her arms were forcibly pulled apart. The dull thud was not the sound of bones breaking, but rather the sound of her soul trembling, as if it were being torn from her body.

Fear welled up in Ning Qingzhi's eyes.

After learning of Luo Fengming's death, she thought that the fact that she dared to stay in this world meant that she was prepared for something bad to happen.

But when that moment actually arrived, she found that her heart was beating very fast.

Puff, puff!

The sound of her heartbeat filled her ears and mind, making her thoughts chaotic.

When Luo Fengming was dying, was he also in such a state of panic and helplessness? Did he also want to cry?

Dongling — Did something happen to Dongling too?

"Try to go out and see the world more often. Your father is the same; all he thinks about is finding you a husband. If something really happens to the Heavenly Demon Palace, you'll be of no use whatsoever."

Ning Qingzhi inexplicably recalled Luo Fengming's disdain and mockery.

"Tsk, no, it can still be of some use." The other person's tone suddenly changed, and they looked at him meaningfully.

At first, she only felt angry and indignant, but now, thinking back, there's some truth to it.

At least that playboy saved Lao He, but he couldn't help Dongling.

"Since he's already said it, then I'm sure—I'll still be of some use—"

Ning Qingzhi stared ahead, her fingertips trembling with fear.

From within the massive shadow, a third chain shot forth, whistling like an arrow, hurtling toward her brow.

This strike is for taking the soul!

Therefore, it must be the true form of the Ghost King.

At the same time, the originally clear and melodious female voice suddenly turned into a wild howl.

Ning Qingzhi glared angrily, her demonic power spontaneously combusting, her nascent soul shattering and transforming into a surging wave that threatened to engulf the shadow in the gray mist along the chain.

She was completely focused, with no other thoughts in her mind.

Unfortunately, the chain vanished from her sight.

Ning Qingzhi felt as if she had punched cotton.

She looked up and saw that the chains were straight and taut, like a line in the sky.

One end of the thread was on the Ghost King.

And on the other end—

She stared back in a daze, and saw another hazy figure appear in the gray, misty sky.

The other party stood quietly suspended, its outline perfectly normal human form.

Compared to the Ghost King, he looked somewhat thin.

But he held the chain in his hand casually, as if he had it under his control.

Don't mention Ning Qingzhi.

The Cold Mountain Ghost King, who had previously been playing the cat and mouse game, stopped laughing at this moment.

A pair of eyes emerged from the swaying shadows, coldly staring at the opposite side.

"This is Hanshan Mountain. Haven't you crossed a line?"

Chains are a weapon used exclusively by underworld officials. Cultivators or half-immortals in the mortal realm may have many ways to resist or even destroy them.

The fact that someone could physically seize something only indicates that the other party was a colleague.

What he had done was something that couldn't be done in the open, which made the Ghost King furious, but he didn't want to take action directly. He decided to investigate first.

The visitor did not respond.

He looked down at the Ghost King from his high vantage point, then threw away the chains in his hands.

Ning Qingzhi hadn't yet realized what had happened.

He then noticed that the chains on his body were being wrestled by two invisible hands, shaking violently and gradually loosening.

Her body seemed to be repelled in some way, being squeezed out of the underworld little by little.

The last sounds that reached my ears were the Ghost King's furious roar and the man's calm response.

"Whoever you are, you'd better give me an explanation, or don't blame me for reporting you to the Unpredictable Underworld Commander!"

"Don't worry, I will definitely give you an explanation."

Lin Shu raised an eyebrow. Although he didn't know what the Ghost King had done, since Luo Fengming had prepared similar clues for the Ning family girl, it meant that it must be related to harming living beings.

Unfortunately, today is not the right time.

He is not the original Night Wanderer God, but rather, through his advanced supernatural powers, he possesses some means similar to the authority of the underworld.

After Yuan Yuan finished playing the hero saving the damsel in distress, Lin Shu had already prepared another good show for the Ghost King.

The words fell.

The young man's figure quickly disappeared into the gray mist.