I'm Ximen Qing, living in a ghost story!

"You demons and heretics! Even if I die here today, I will make you all pay with your lives!"

Zhou Qingyun's eyes were bloodshot.

Although she didn't have a close relationship with Ximen Qing, she was still heartbroken by his death.

Standing before Ximen Qing's "corpse".

A surge of anger welled up in the girl's heart.

He raised the black gourd and pulled out a purple talisman from it!

"Mysterious Thunder and Azure Ropes, summon Purple Lightning!"

The remaining magic power surged towards the talisman.

The old woman on the opposite mountain instantly felt a sense of fear, and on a whim, she realized that disaster was imminent!

"No!"

"No!"

The unanimous voices emerged from the dilapidated temple.

brush!

Zhou Qingyun and Granny Shan both looked at the wall at the same time.

boom!

As the two turned their heads, a loud bang rang out, and the air was filled with the fragrance of flowers.

Several streaks of light shot out of the mural and flew into their respective bodies.

Ximen Qing, who had been lying dead on the ground, sprang to his feet, grabbed Zhou Qingyun's arm, and shook his head.

"Your magic power is running low. You don't need to trouble your senior sister to deal with this kind of person."

"You? What... wait! Your cultivation level has increased again!?"

Zhou Qingyun looked at Ximen Qing beside her and quickly asked.

Ximen Qing nodded, touched the gold brick at his waist, and forced a bitter smile, saying, "This matter... is a long story! Let's finish off this mountain demon first! Where do you think you're going!"

As they spoke, the gold brick, with its captivating sharpness, chased after Granny Shan and hurled it.

[Strength: Fifth Level of the Acquired Realm]

Having already improved his cultivation once again, Ximen Qing was naturally no longer the same as before. The golden brick shone with dazzling golden light and smashed the Mountain Granny's body in two!

This is not over yet!

The jellyfish sword arrived in response, and together with the gold brick, ground the mountain grandmother's stone body into powder.

This time, without the cave's blessing, she didn't even have a chance to escape.

[Soul Points +6]

"it's over!"

Ximen Qing plopped down on the ground, panting heavily.

At that moment, three groans came from the nearby campfire.

The first to wake up was the scholar next to Zhu Xiaolian. He looked around blankly, then suddenly snapped out of it and looked at Ximen Qing in the distance.

He solemnly rose, cupped his hands in thanks to Ximen Qing, and said, "I am Meng Longtan, and I thank Brother Ximen for saving my life!"

"It was nothing!"

Ximen Qing waved his hand, his eyes filled with admiration as he looked at the scholar Meng.

To be able to maintain one's original heart in that pollen wonderland of flower slaves, and not be brainwashed or assimilated by the power of "love," is truly a testament to one's unwavering will.

"What exactly is going on?"

Zhou Qingyun, who was standing next to him, watched the interaction between the two with a puzzled look on her face and couldn't help but lower her voice to ask Ximen Qing.

"Sigh! How should I put it?"

A hint of embarrassment appeared on Ximen Qing's face.

While pondering how to explain to Zhou Qingyun, Meng Longtan volunteered, saying, "Miss, Brother Ximen just single-handedly fought that demon in the painting, battling fiercely to force her minions to retreat and release us. He was truly brave and invincible, a truly heroic figure!"

"Yes, yes, that's it!"

Ximen Qing's face showed an expression of "Is that really so?"

"Ah? Is that so?" Zhou Qingyun's cheeks flushed slightly as she thought about the uninhibited gathering she had just seen in the mural, and she asked with a hint of suspicion.

"Then how did you increase your magical power? Could it be that there are rare and precious treasures hidden inside this mural?"

"Ahem, well, about this matter..."

Ximen Qing was speechless.

They can't exactly say they came here after sexually exploiting that flower slave.

He hadn't been wasting his time these past few days; he already knew that in the cultivation world, neither absorbing yin to replenish yang nor absorbing yang to replenish yin was something that could be considered respectable.

Just as he was hesitating...

Zhu Xiaolian's voice rang out from afar: "Tan'er! Tan'er! How are you?"

Everyone looked in the direction of the sound and saw Old Zhu groping on the ground, picking up a shy, budding epiphyllum flower.

The petals of the epiphyllum bloomed, and finally, a phantom figure no bigger than a thumb flew out and landed beside Zhu Xiaolian, saying, "Young Master Zhu! I'm here!"

"Tan'er! Thank goodness!" Zhu Xiaolian's face showed a glimmer of hope.

"A flower fairy?"

Zhou Qingyun's gaze was indeed drawn to that, and she stopped questioning Ximen Qing, instead going to Zhu Xiaolian.

Ximen Qing looked at the wall covered with paintings. At this moment, the pavilions and towers on the murals had been reduced to ruins.

The garden was burned down, countless beauties disappeared, leaving only a golden-armored god roaring to the sky amidst the ruins, creating a desolate scene.

This flower slave is indeed domineering.

It's important to know that Ximen Qing's passive skill, "Absorbing Yin and Replenishing Yang," is a rule-level ability that also affects the soul.

They directly drained Qing'er's life force until she died that very day.

The flower slave was merely depleted of magical energy, not even a minor injury, but after Ximen Qing used his energy-draining method, she felt as if she had been filled with a ton of water, and her whole body felt extremely swollen.

However, any of the female demons acting as the atmosphere-setters who dared to bar their teeth and grab were all chopped down by Ximen Qing.

Those are flower fairies, so their names are flower names.

Later, Hua Nu transformed into the form of a golden-armored celestial being, intending to wipe them all out.

Ximen Qing then activated the system, spending five soul points to break open a gap in the Pollen Wonderland.

Incidentally, it also brought out those who had fallen into its clutches—the woodcutter was too weak to resist and had long been completely devoured and his soul scattered.

However, the system's methods seemed too brutal, smashing a large hole in the mural.

The flower fairies who obeyed the flower slaves also seized the opportunity and rushed out one after another.

Thinking of this, Ximen Qing looked at the epiphyllum flower beside Zhu Xiaolian.

Was this flower fairy named Tanmi chosen to follow Zhu Xiaolian simply to escape, or was there genuine love involved?

"evildoer!"

Just then, Zhou Qingyun had already drawn his fingers into a sword shape and aimed it at the little demon, Tanmi.

"What are you doing! Don't you dare hurt my wife!"

Zhu Xiaolian opened his arms.

Ximen Qing covered his face. "This is how she becomes my wife?"

"You're confused! This is a demon!"

"Even a demon is my wife!"

"Get out of my way!"

"No way!"

Zhu Xiaolian protected the epiphyllum and rushed out of the dilapidated temple.

Zhou Qingyun stomped her foot angrily and chased after him.

Ximen Qing shook his head, stepped out, and looked at the mountains in the darkness in the distance.

He didn't believe Zhou Qingyun would actually do it, after all, Old Zhu was just an ordinary person.

He opened his system panel.

[Soul Points: 45]

That was quite a fruitful trip!

"Young Master Ximen!" Meng Longtan and the swordsman surnamed Bai came out and bowed to him. The swordsman surnamed Bai was still dragging the woodcutter's corpse.

"Oh? What's going on here...?"

"This place is dangerous. We've decided to head south to Sizhou first, and bury this poor man while we're at it. Young Master Ximen, I owe you a great debt of gratitude! I, Meng Longtan, owe you my life, and I will repay you handsomely in the future!"

"The same applies to another company!"

The swordsman cupped his hands in a fist salute.

Ximen Qing accepted it readily, waving his hand: "In that case, I wish you both a safe journey. Farewell!"

"please!"

I watched the two figures disappear into the distance.

Ximen Qing squinted and vaguely saw that each of them had several fresh flowers stuck in their backs.