Chapter 63

Liu Ming, with a single hand gesture, directly cast a spell and flew off in the direction the old ghost had pointed to.

When he flew out of the milky white light curtain, he saw a desolate land shrouded in darkness. The sky was overcast with thick clouds, and there was not a trace of sunlight, giving a sense of extreme oppression.

Liu Ming briefly ran the Meditation Bone Technique, and immediately felt a chill surge into his body. Although it made him very uncomfortable, the magic power in his spirit sea seemed to have a slight pulse.

Liu Ming sighed inwardly.

This Netherworld Ghost Land indeed had a significant enhancement effect on the cultivation of ghostly and yin attributes, but the body could not withstand the backlash of the yin energy.

He could only abandon the idea of using yin energy to cultivate some magic power.

After flying for three miles, Liu Ming did not encounter any ghosts and finally saw the Yin River that the old ghost had pointed to.

But as he flew closer, he couldn't help but smile wryly.

The Yin River, which appeared before him, was more like a small stream than a river. It was only about ten feet wide, and the water was not clear but a murky light yellow color. There was also some white mist swirling on the surface, giving a strange feeling.

Liu Ming landed on a black stone next to the Yin River. Before he could think about how to find the ghost-faced fish, there was suddenly a "plop" sound, and a white object jumped out of the river, rushing straight at him.

Liu Ming was startled and instinctively flicked his sleeve, and a black rope shot out, blurred, and fiercely struck the object, knocking it down.

The white object let out a strange cry and flailed on the ground.

Liu Ming then had a chance to look.

It was a creature with a very peculiar appearance, about half a foot long. The back half of its body was no different from a common green fish, but the front half was a furry, shrunken green ghost head, and it had two slender black claws on its belly.

At this moment, the strange fish's mouth was opening and closing, revealing two rows of sharp teeth, looking very fierce.

"It seems this thing is the ghost-faced fish," Liu Ming thought, and then smiled.

The Soul Binding Rope struck the strange fish again, accurately hitting its ghost head.

The ghost-faced fish let out another strange cry and fainted.

Liu Ming then took out a folded fish basket from his pocket, used the Soul Binding Rope to pick up the ghost-faced fish, and put it in the basket.

After that, he walked down from the stone, cautiously approaching the Yin River.

This time, nothing jumped out of the river.

But Liu Ming raised an eyebrow and cast the Soul Binding Rope again, letting the front end lightly touch the Yin River before quickly retracting it.

The front end of the Soul Binding Rope was now covered with a layer of pale white frost.

Liu Ming took a deep breath!

The Yin River was incredibly cold.

As a result, Liu Ming naturally did not get too close to the Yin River and walked slowly upstream along the river.

Every time he walked a short distance, a ghost-faced fish would jump out of the river, ranging from a foot long to just a few inches.

Liu Ming naturally used the Soul Binding Rope to knock out each one and put them in the fish basket. In less than half an hour, he had caught seventeen or eighteen ghost-faced fish, filling the entire basket.

He then immediately flew back without hesitation.

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"Good, these are the ghost-faced fish I wanted. This Yin Compass is yours," the old ghost said with great joy when he saw Liu Ming descend from the sky with a full basket of ghost-faced fish, and he threw the silver disk in his hand.

Although Liu Ming was somewhat surprised, he naturally threw the fish basket to the other side after receiving the silver disk.

With a "plop," the old ghost, who had been sitting cross-legged, suddenly stood up. His feet were not human legs but a pair of large, black, shiny eagle feet. He lifted his foot and stepped on the entire fish basket, then grabbed the largest ghost-faced fish with his large hand and stuffed it into his mouth, swallowing it with a crisp sound.

"Good, the taste of the ghost-faced fish is still so fresh and delicious, truly unforgettable," the old ghost said, chewing and looking intoxicated.

Liu Ming, holding the Yin Compass, could only stare in amazement.

"Ha ha, Brother Bai, it seems you were tricked into catching the ghost-faced fish," a young man emerged from a nearby stone house and walked over, laughing.

"Ah, it's Senior Brother Du. What do you mean by being tricked?" Liu Ming turned his head and was somewhat surprised.

The young man was dressed in a blue robe, carrying a long, curved sword, and had a cold expression. He was Du Hai from Yinsha Mountain.

Since the last time Liu Ming and the others had offended another disciple named Ouyang Xin, they had become true friends. They even worked together on several contribution point tasks, and each cooperation was very successful.

As a result, Liu Ming and Du Hai became even closer.

"This old ghost is actually a low-level ghost creature tamed by the Six Yin Ancestor. Apart from being proficient in some illusions and being able to transform his upper body to look like a normal person, he has no real abilities. Therefore, the Six Yin Ancestor cast a spell to lock him near the teleportation array, making him responsible for maintaining the array and sending disciples back. After all, the yin energy here is too strong, and only ghosts can stay for a long time. The Yin Compass in his hand is a very simple standardized talisman. Any disciple entering this place for the first time can receive one for free. However, because this old ghost likes to eat the ghost-faced fish from the Yin River, he often uses the pretext of giving out the compass to trick new disciples into catching some for him. Even if you didn't catch the ghost-faced fish, he wouldn't dare not give you the compass," Du Hai said with a smile.

"I see!" Liu Ming was somewhat enlightened and glanced at the old ghost, noticing a pale silver chain wrapped around one of his eagle feet, extending into the wall of the stone house.

At this moment, the old ghost ignored the conversation between Liu Ming and Du Hai, continuing to grab and devour the ghost-faced fish.

This made Liu Ming's heart stir slightly.

"Right, Brother Bai, you didn't know about this, so you must have come alone," Du Hai's smile faded, and he frowned.

"Indeed, I planned to act alone this time. Is Senior Brother Du here to catch some ghosts?" Liu Ming replied frankly.

"I haven't put much effort into the Spirit Communication Technique, so I wouldn't catch any ghosts. I plan to search for some special herbs here with Xianyun, which will be very useful when we return," Du Hai shook his head and replied.

"Senior Sister Mu is here too, I wonder where she is!" Liu Ming was not surprised but looked around and did not see any familiar female figures.

"Xianyun is resting in a rented spirit house. I'll take you to see her. Brother, don't rush to leave. The Netherworld Ghost Land is very dangerous, and it's best to listen to what we have to say before leaving," Du Hai said warmly.

"Since Senior Brother puts it this way, I will naturally follow your advice," Liu Ming thought for a moment and nodded in agreement.

Du Hai, seeing this, was naturally pleased and led Liu Ming to a stone house.

A moment later, when Du Hai knocked on the stone door, the beautiful young woman, Mu Xianyun, indeed came out.

When she saw Liu Ming, she was slightly taken aback, then looked him up and down and asked in surprise:

"Brother Bai, why are you here? Have you already advanced to the middle stage of the Spirit Disciple and mastered the Spirit Communication Technique? You look quite different from before."

According to the average disciple's cultivation speed, for Liu Ming to advance to the middle stage of the Spirit Disciple was indeed surprising. Compared to this, the changes in his appearance after the bone washing were more easily accepted by many.

After all, the Mangu Clan had many cultivation techniques that could change a person's appearance completely.

"Brother, I had a stroke of luck not long ago and managed to break through to the middle stage of the Spirit Disciple. Otherwise, I wouldn't be so eager to come here to find a suitable spirit ghost to quickly increase my strength," Liu Ming humbly replied.

"Tsk tsk, no matter the method, it's rare for a three-meridian disciple to advance to the middle stage of the Spirit Disciple. Moreover, to do so in such a short time, it seems we really need to look at Brother Bai with new eyes," Mu Xianyun looked deeply at Liu Ming and smiled.

"Senior Sister, you're joking! It seems you and Senior Brother Du have been to the Netherworld Ghost Land before and are familiar with it. Could you give me some advice?" Liu Ming's expression became serious.

"Since you're so eager, we'll tell you about this place first. I know you might have heard some things about this place before coming, but I can assure you that the actual danger here is several times greater than what you know. I have personally witnessed at least seven or eight disciples of our sect die here. It's far from the occasional casualties that are rumored outside," Mu Xianyun's expression became serious.

"That's right. Although our sect always keeps ten to twenty disciples in the Netherworld Ghost Land, every time new disciples come in, there's a significant chance they won't return. Half are directly devoured by powerful ghosts, and the other half are destroyed by the two major natural disasters here," Du Hai added slowly.

"Two major natural disasters?" Liu Ming was somewhat surprised by the first part and even more so by the second.