It's time to become a fairy.

With tens of thousands of system points, Ye Qingge could exchange them for items to deal with vengeful ghosts, let alone a small illusion.

Feeling confident and fearless, Ye Qingge spent the morning at school with a calm expression.

At 11:30 a.m., after the teacher announced the end of school, the summer vacation officially began amidst cheers from countless students.

"Xiaoqing, are you free during summer vacation? Want to go out and play together later?"

A female classmate approached Ye Qingge and excitedly took her hand.

Ye Qingge, who was carefully observing the flaws in the illusion, shook her head and casually said, "I already have plans for the summer vacation."

There wasn't even time to observe the flaws in the illusion; how could he have time to go out and play with a female classmate, especially one who didn't even exist in the illusion?

The female classmate looked disappointed, then suddenly remembered something, tapped her head, and said knowingly, "I almost forgot, Xiaoqing, you were going to leave Ningcheng with your family to travel outside... What a pity. In that case, Shuangshuang and I will go play first."

After the female classmate left, Ye Qingge was stunned. Recalling what the female classmate had just said, the memories that had been sealed in her mind were completely awakened.

The summer vacation after the first year of junior high school, on the last morning of school... Isn't this the same day five years ago, the day the original owner's parents had a car accident!

This had always been a deep wound for the original owner of the body. For Ye Qingge, who inherited the original owner's will, it had also become a scar in her heart. Ye Qingge usually wouldn't recall this past unless something happened, so she didn't react for a moment until her female classmate said it, and then she suddenly remembered that the original owner's parents had died in a car accident while they were on a trip together after school today.

“There are many kinds of illusions. Some illusions imitate what people fear, while others are just meant to confuse people… Different environments have different core purposes. This illusion seems to be the first kind. Does it want to use my weaknesses to defeat me?”

Ye Qingge exuded a chilling aura, but this aura completely disappeared after she packed her schoolbag, and she returned to her original expressionless state.

Because she was lost in thought, Ye Qingge moved much slower than the other students. By the time Ye Qingge finished tidying up, all the other students had already left the classroom.

Ye Qingge was the last to leave the classroom, closing the door behind her. She glanced expressionlessly at the countless excited students rushing towards the school gate, a complex glint in her eyes, before walking toward the school entrance.

At 12:30, after returning home and having lunch, Ye's parents excitedly led Ye Qingge and her sister to a brand-new hearse.

This was the first time Ye Qingge had seen the original body's parents so directly. The original body's parents were not very old, both around thirty years old, in the prime of their middle age. They were neatly dressed, and their attire revealed a temperament completely different from ordinary people, clearly indicating that they were not ordinary people.

Her younger sister, who is three years younger than her and still in elementary school, is even more petite, standing at less than 1.4 meters tall, with an excited expression on her face.

Ye Shengrong, the father, patted the door of the spirit boat and said with a smile, "Xiao Qing is finally on vacation. I recently got a promotion and bought a new spirit boat. During the vacation, Dad will take you out of Ningcheng to other cities to travel and broaden your horizons!"

Ye Qingge looked hesitant: "Can we go tomorrow? I feel... a little unwell."

Mr. and Mrs. Ye looked surprised and exchanged glances. It was Mrs. Ye, Liu Nuanmeng, who spoke up: "This opportunity to leave the city is rare... How about this, there are doctors stationed at the city gate, let's have a doctor take a look at you, okay?"

Ye Qingge lowered her head: "How about an hour later, I..."

Ye's parents were in a car accident just as they were about to reach the end of the tunnel. Even if it was an illusion, she wanted to do everything she could to avoid it. But before she could finish speaking, Ye's father put his hand on Ye Qingge's shoulder.

"I'm sorry, Xiaoqing. Dad can agree to anything else, but not this one."

Ye Shengrong tried to lift his daughter into the car with a little force, but was surprised to find that he couldn't move her at all.

"It's still too fake. Why couldn't it last a little longer... Oh well, it's just an illusion after all."

A sigh escaped Ye Qingge's lips as she looked at her parents with a complex expression, her eyes slowly hardening.

The matter of her parents has always been a source of pain for the original owner of the body. The Empress's Primordial Dao Scripture is extremely powerful, especially in terms of spirit, but the god within her body is only slightly stronger than an ordinary god awakening realm, and has not reached the level of qualitative change, all because of this hurdle in her heart.

Seeing her parents again, even if it was an illusion, made her feel much lighter. Most of the wounds in her heart had healed. It was just a pity that there were too many flaws in the illusion, which made her feel a little regretful.

"In the classroom illusion, only the expressions of my classmates were shown. Everyone else in the school was uniformly excited, as if it were a set pattern. It's too fake... My parents would never force me to do things like that. And many other details are also too fake."

"The wounds in my heart have mostly healed. There's no need to linger in this illusory world any longer. So... let's break the seal!"

With her belief firmly established, Ye Qingge's mind became more resolute than ever before.

The illusion can be broken by finding the key point, or by strengthening one's mind. With the wounds in his heart reduced by more than half, Ye Qingge undoubtedly fit the latter description. When the true effects of the Hongmeng Dao Scripture began to manifest and the spirit within Ye Qingge's body began to transform, it was as if a pause button had been pressed. The movements of the people in front of him suddenly stopped, gradually losing their color and turning into black and white.

The next moment, the world before her eyes shattered with a crash. As her vision gradually returned, Ye Qingge found herself walking on the stairs leading to the rooftop. Only two more steps remained before she reached the rooftop.

On the rooftop, numerous corpses lay on the balcony, identical to those who had died after the door was unlocked. Not far in front of her, Yan Ye'an sat on the ground, panting heavily, her aura weak, having exhausted her spiritual energy.

Above her head, a small bell was spinning rapidly, emitting a layer of spiritual energy that firmly protected her. However, the bell was already covered with cracks and had clearly reached its limit, about to break.

In front of her, a dark figure exuding terrifying yin energy stood before Yan Ye'an, holding a long sword in its hand. It slashed down without any mercy, and the last spiritual energy shield could not withstand it and shattered with a crash.

An excited aura emanated from the shadowy figure, and he brought his long sword down once more.

Despair was evident on Yan Ye'an's face.

At the critical moment, Ye Qingge didn't think twice. He directly exchanged several bottles of pills from the system shop and consumed them. He spent 10,000 points to exchange for a Demon-Slaying Pill that was enough to deal with beings in the Ghost Realm. He poured all his divine power into his spirit blade, activated the third level of the Heavenly God Transformation, and charged forward in his strongest form, slashing down with his blade.

Chapter 48 Special Promotion, Senior Personnel

"In the end, can't I escape the fate of death?"

Seeing that his last trump card was about to be broken, despair began to creep onto Yan Ye'an's face.

Unlike Ye Qingge, Yan Ye'an, who was of considerable wealth, had many trump cards. Not long after falling into the illusion, he was rescued by his own trump cards. However, he had already arrived on the rooftop, with a dense crowd of people behind him who were also confused by the illusion. It would be difficult for him to get down.

That's not the scariest part. The scariest part is the rooftop, where there's a female ghost dressed in red!

This is a dwelling place for vengeful spirits created by the Misty Demon Sect. Those who are attracted here will become nourishment for these spirits. Even if they are lucky enough to escape this calamity, their physical bodies will quickly perish under the nourishment of yin energy in this non-existent building, becoming wandering ghosts within its walls.

She did have many trump cards, but she wasn't invincible. She only had a few trump cards that could withstand beings at the level of vengeful ghosts. This building was nearly twenty stories high, and even with her trump cards, she didn't have the means to jump off the twentieth floor to escape. When she regained consciousness, her body was already on the rooftop, and it was too late for her to force her way down the stairs.

As his last trump card shattered under the attack of the red-clad ghost shrouded in yin energy, Yan Ye'an finally closed his eyes. Memories flashed before his eyes involuntarily, moving forward at an extremely fast speed. From birth to the present, many memories that had been forgotten were recalled.

"It is said that people recall their lives before they die, and now it seems that this is indeed true."

A thought flashed through her mind, and her memories rapidly shifted to recent events. As the scenes flowed by, the speed gradually slowed down, eventually leading her to her second meeting with Ye Qingge.

During their second meeting, she told Ye Qingge about the exorcism and slaying of a vengeful ghost. She then learned that the manager of the milk tea shop where Ye Qingge worked part-time had been murdered by her husband. This led to the discovery of the big fish in the Misty Demon Sect, adding a significant achievement to her resume and earning her a great merit.

However, the great achievement was not the most profound impact of this incident on her. What impressed her the most, and what made her decide to move on from the death of her previous teammate and recruit Ye Qingge as her teammate, was the way Ye Qingge looked when she saved her.

Her unique temperament, combined with the moment she saved her life, made her seem like a celestial being in her eyes at that time. It was at that moment that she completely changed her mindset, turning Ye Qingge from an ordinary passerby into someone she was determined to recruit as her teammate.

For some reason, a sense of anticipation suddenly welled up in her heart. But soon, she gave a bitter smile to herself: "Faced with this situation, even if Xiaoqing came, it wouldn't be of any use. Xiaoqing's cultivation is only at the Divine Awakening Realm, while this is a vengeful ghost at the Danhai Realm! If Auntie were here, there might be a chance to kill it, but now... wait, that voice!"

A sound of swords clashing rang out from above, but the expected pain did not come. Yan Ye'an suddenly opened her eyes and saw a long sword, similar to a horse-slaying saber, appearing above her head and blocking the attack.

The one holding the long sword was none other than Ye Qingge from her previous memories, only this time her aura was even more intense than before.

Last time, Ye Qingge held her ground with ease, but this time she was giving it her all. Having activated the third level of the Heavenly God Transformation, Ye Qingge's divine aura was even more intense than before, and the aura she exuded under the full force of the battle was vastly different from before.

If the last time was merely ethereal and otherworldly, this time he is a banished immortal in the midst of battle, possessing an unprecedentedly sharp and ruthless aura amidst his ethereal and otherworldly demeanor. It is this sharp and ruthless aura that has brought about a dramatic change in his overall character.

Yan Ye'an stared blankly at the scene, momentarily lost in thought, her cheeks flushing slightly.

Ye Qingge struggled against the red-clothed ghost, and seeing Yan Ye'an's stunned expression, she couldn't help but shout, "Get back now!"

The clash between divine power and yin energy created a violent gust of wind that stung the face. Yan Ye'an snapped out of her daze and quickly moved out of the ghost's attack range, somewhat annoyed with her own earlier state.

"What's wrong with me? They're all girls, my friends, so why am I having such a strange feeling... Ah, it must be because of the ghost illusion, it's making me act a bit abnormal!"

She rubbed her cheeks to calm herself down, quickly regaining her composure and looking around.

On the rooftop, people drawn by the yin energy continued to climb up. The battle between Ye Qingge and the vengeful ghost had come to a conclusion. Compared to the vengeful ghost, Ye Qingge's strength was clearly insufficient. After barely managing to block it, she was sent flying.

Fortunately, the rooftop was large enough that Ye Qingge stopped in time and didn't fall.

Sensing the growing malice emanating from the vengeful ghost, Ye Qingge's eyes turned cold. Using the Primordial Breathing Technique to calm the explosive sensation in her meridians after consuming a large amount of pills, Ye Qingge shouted, "I'll hold off this vengeful ghost. You go and rescue these people, and stop them from coming up again to provide nourishment for the vengeful ghost!"

"understand!"

Yan Ye'an took out a pill from his trench coat and swallowed it. He took a deep breath and felt his spiritual power recover a little. Then he rushed towards the crowd that had come to the rooftop.

Her current situation is much worse than Ye Qingge's. Her spiritual energy is exhausted, she is injured, and she has temporarily lost her fighting ability. Rather than being a hindrance to Ye Qingge on the battlefield of vengeful ghosts, she should help Ye Qingge manage the rear and prevent other factors from affecting Ye Qingge's battle.

"All we can do now is believe that Xiaoqing can hold out until her aunt arrives."

The image of Ye Qingge shielding her from two fatal blows flashed through her mind again, and Yan Ye'an's pretty face flushed slightly. She quickly shook her head to shake off the thought and went to the nearest person who had walked onto the rooftop to dispel the yin energy on his body.

Unaware of the extent to which her subconscious actions had affected Yan Ye'an, Ye Qingge, after instructing Yan Ye'an, withdrew her attention and focused intently on the vengeful ghost before her.

This was the first time she had ever faced a vengeful ghost, a being at the Danhai Realm!

This vengeful ghost was shrouded in yin energy. Only by careful observation could one discover the red clothes it wore beneath the yin energy. Judging from the unstable aura during the previous battle, it had only recently advanced to the Dan Hai Realm and did not excel in combat but rather in illusion.

Even so, the vengeful ghosts of the Danhai Realm were still terrifying beings that surpassed the level of Dao Entry. Ye Qingge's spiritual blades were riddled with holes from the Yin energy during the battle, and his hands holding the blades trembled slightly. If it weren't for the divine power of the Heavenly God Transformation and the wisp of righteous energy he cultivated within his body, he wouldn't have been able to withstand the vengeful ghosts' attacks at all.

An unprecedented sense of crisis enveloped her. Ye Qingge continuously used the Primordial Breathing Technique to calm her mind, while pondering how to deal with the vengeful ghost.

"I need an opportunity. Right now, the only thing I can do to harm the vengeful spirit is the Demon-Slaying Pill available in the system shop. With my own strength, I'd be lucky to survive even a few hits. I must use the Demon-Slaying Pill at a crucial moment to attack the vengeful spirit's weak points. Even if I can't kill it, as long as I can severely injure it, I can buy time until Minister Yan arrives..."

"Now, focus all your efforts on finding a weakness in this vengeful ghost!"

Ye Qingge tried to adjust her state, but the vengeful ghost wouldn't give her that chance.

Unable to capture Yan Ye'an, the red-clad ghost shrouded in yin energy emanated anger, and a terrifying mental fluctuation swept across, silently attacking Ye Qingge.

Ye Qingge felt a sense of chaos and disorder wash over her again, and she seemed to hear the whispers of countless people in her ears once more, as if they were trying to pull her back into the illusion.

This time, however, her spirit had undergone a transformation. With a surge of energy, she forcefully shielded herself from the spiritual influence, dodged to the side to avoid the main spiritual attack, and her pupils suddenly contracted as she looked over.

In the blink of an eye, the ghost's figure had vanished from his sight.

A sense of crisis came from the left. Ye Qingge activated her internal energy techniques and shouted in her heart: "Mysterious Heaven Sealing Magic Technique, Lin Word Technique, Bing Word Technique... Fire Element Divine Power!"

With the character "Lin" reinforcing her mind and the character "Bing" strengthening her divine weapon, Ye Qingge transformed her minor-stage fire elemental supernatural power into a blazing spiritual fire that adhered to the spiritual blade. Without holding back, she slashed to the left with all her might.

Ding

stab

The sound of flames burning rang out as the longsword formed from the Yin energy of the red-clothed ghost collided violently with Ye Qingge's spirit sword. Ye Qingge could clearly hear the sound of the spirit sword bearing the weight. It was obviously impossible to withstand the force head-on, and she had no intention of doing so. Using the force, she leaped inward, narrowly escaping the danger at the edge of the rooftop and landing inside.

The anger emanating from the yin energy intensified. The red-clad ghost roared, its divine soul power trembling. The people on the rooftop behind it rushed forward as if they had gone mad, reducing Ye Qingge's space to dodge.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, the red-clad ghost attacked again, its figure flashing and transforming into seven or eight similar figures, rushing towards Ye Qingge.

Ye Qingge's inner spirit had already undergone a transformation, and she could see through the true nature of the evil spirit at a glance. She drew her sword to defend herself and used the force of the resistance to create distance.

After several attempts, the vengeful ghost finally lost its patience and decided not to delay any longer with Ye Qingge.

Its figure rushed towards Ye Qingge, its dense Yin energy combining to form a ball of Yin energy in front of its chest, preparing to use a wide-range supernatural power to finish off Ye Qingge in one fell swoop.

Ye Qingge seemed to realize something as well, and a sense of fear emanated from her. The red-clothed ghost smiled smugly, but when it was less than a meter away from Ye Qingge, that smugness suddenly froze.

Seeing the fierce ghost attacking before her, Ye Qingge's expression vanished. A trace of righteous energy and divine power was injected into the Demon-Slaying Pill. With a flick of her finger, she accurately hit the small ball of Yin energy gathered in the red-clothed fierce ghost's hand.

The activation of the Demon-Slaying Pill requires a sufficiently high concentration of Yin energy, and with the addition of Ye Qingge's power, the Demon-Slaying Pill becomes even more powerful.

An unprecedentedly powerful purifying force suddenly swept across the entire rooftop and even this non-existent building. The yin energy on the entire building was swept away, and the people who were originally drawn by the yin energy seemed to have lost their strength and collapsed to the ground one by one.

"Let's go, let's get out of here. Take as many as we can!"

Without hesitation, Ye Qingge picked up a light-weight girl who wouldn't hinder her movement and ran straight towards the stairwell. Yan Ye'an was even faster, choosing someone who wouldn't impede her movement, picking them up, and running off.