Chapter 95

As cherry petals danced in the wind, Misaki opened the old diary and read the words of promise written there.

Yinxuege squinted at the delicate white-clad girl, who resembled a water lily. For the past two days, he had been using the secret method from the *Thousand Secrets Technique* to forcibly refine the Vermilion Bird Seal, which he now held in his hand, able to summon and dismiss it at will.

The one-inch square Vermilion Bird Seal felt warm in his hand, but Yinxuege knew that once activated, it could unleash a torrent of flames, reducing everything before it to ashes.

However, he feared that this girl might be a powerful ghost or demon. After all, ghostly arts were unpredictable, and Yinxuege couldn't be sure what strange and evil tricks they might have. Therefore, in addition to the Vermilion Bird Seal, the Arhat Relic, which he had no clue how to control, was also ready to be unleashed.

Once the Arhat Relic was released, a hundred miles would be enveloped in the Buddha's Dharma Light, making even a great evil like Bone King Wanxie struggle. Yinxuege didn't believe anyone in the Ghost Mansion of Mang Mountain could withstand the attack of the Arhat Relic.

"I am Humei, and I greet you, sir!" The white-clad girl smiled at Yinxuege and then pointed to the green-clad girl, speaking softly, "That is my sister, Hu Jiaojiao. If we have offended you, please forgive us, sir."

Wumu, with his muscles bulging and towering over three meters tall, swung his staff, laughing and shouting as he advanced step by step. Ghostly weapons like the Death Gate Sword and the Clan Extermination Blade were sent flying far away by his staff. Occasionally, he would grab a weapon with his claw, dimming its light and forcing it to flee in disgrace.

The green-clad girl, Hu Jiaojiao, screamed at the top of her lungs as the large bell repeatedly fell on Wumu's head.

But Wumu simply struck it away, making the bell wail and fly. The heavy bell's toll shook Hu Jiaojiao and the other protectors, their faces pale, and the powerful sound waves forced them to retreat.

Wumu, drooling, approached the group of young men and women, "Come on, you fools who dare to rob Lord Wumu! I don't know what this treasure is, but once it's in my hands, it's my private property! If you dare to attack Lord Wumu, be prepared to die or suffer worse!"

"Your sister?" Yinxuege looked at Humei coldly and said, "You're not very smart. Hmm, you're surnamed Hu? I heard that in the Eastern cultivation world, female cultivators surnamed Hu are all fox spirits. Do you have a tail?"

Humei's face twitched, clearly at a loss whether to laugh or cry at Yinxuege's words. After a moment, she smiled bitterly at Yinxuege, "Sir, just because we are surnamed Hu doesn't mean we are fox spirits. Our ancestor was an outer sect elder of the Evil Bone Dao, and our family has been a vassal of the Evil Bone Dao for generations."

"Vassal family?" Yinxuege sized up Humei. At just twelve years old, he found pretty girls pleasant to look at but had no other thoughts.

After a moment, he said coldly, "So, you're here to attend the opening of the Lesser Netherworld Realm?"

Humei hurriedly smiled, "Sir, you are wise. Our family has some standing among the subordinate sects and families of the Evil Bone Dao, so my sister and I have the资格 to enter the Lesser Netherworld Realm! Not just us, but the young masters around my sister, who come from the Three Yin Sect, the Lano Sect, the Ghost Zen Temple, and others, are also selected to enter the Lesser Netherworld Realm!"

Yinxuege pondered for a moment, then glanced at the smiling Humei and slowly nodded, "Do you know me?"

Humei quickly smiled, "I don't know you, sir, but my sister and your subordinates have been fighting for so long, and no elders of the Evil Bone Dao have stepped in to stop them. Instead, I only see you watching from above. Even if I were dull, I would know that my sister doesn't have the influence to make the elders of the Evil Bone Dao hesitate. So, it must be your doing."

She smiled pitifully and said softly, "Our family is small and can't withstand the wrath of the Evil Bone Dao. Please, sir, show mercy and forgive my sister's offense."

After a moment of silence, Yinxuege pointed at the protectors and laughed coldly, "Forgive your sister, what about those guys?"

Humei smiled gently and said softly, "They don't know their limits. For my sister's beauty, they dared to offend your subordinates, even risking their sects. They deserve what they get. I know my place; if you can forgive my sister, I will be content."

Looking at this beautiful and clever girl, Yinxuege turned to look at the painted-skinned attendants following him and couldn't help but laugh, "Alright, interesting. Humei, is it? I'll remember you. Hmm, if you serve me as a maid during my time in the Evil Bone Dao, I'll spare your sister."

Humei's long eyebrows raised slightly, and she covered her mouth with a smile, then obediently bowed to Yinxuege.

Yinxuege had no interest in watching any longer. He stared at the protectors futilely attacking Wumu, bit his fingertip, and forced out a few drops of thick, silvery blood with a hint of gold. The ancient demon script on his life-bound bat wings representing 'speed' and 'sharpness' flashed, and Yinxuege recited a spell. The few drops of blood quickly condensed into several light, thin flying knives.

With a flick of his right finger, a sharp whistling sound suddenly rang out, like a strong bow and arrow. Several fine silver lights tore through the air, and the young men, who were being forced back by Wumu, screamed and fell to the ground.

They were all hit in the right shoulder, the sharp blood knives piercing through most of their bodies and emerging from their right buttocks. The blood knives drained three-tenths of their essence blood, causing severe injuries.

Yinxuege's power had soared recently. After absorbing the essence blood of the old monk Muyu and the blood essence of Nafeng, his strength was approaching that of a prince. At this level, the blood knives he formed from his blood could be summoned and dismissed, almost like magical weapons.

The flying knives, carrying the essence blood they had extracted, quickly returned and merged into Yinxuege's body. Each knife carried three-tenths of the essence blood from its target, and Yinxuege felt his blood energy surge, slightly enhancing his strength.

Although these young men were not very powerful, they came from vassal sects and families of the Evil Bone Dao. Their bodies had been strengthened from a young age with various elixirs and potions, laying a solid foundation for cultivation. Therefore, three-tenths of their essence blood was equivalent to the blood energy of over a hundred strong young men. The combined essence blood of these young men greatly benefited Yinxuege.

The young men who were hit by the knives fell to the ground, having lost three-tenths of their essence blood before they even saw the flying knives. They lay on the ground, screaming in pain, their bodies torn and their internal organs damaged. The intense pain made them suffer terribly, and two of them, who had never experienced hardship, fainted from the pain.

Seeing the protectors who had been flattering her suddenly fall, Hu Jiaojiao realized that a powerful cultivator had arrived. She panicked, recalling the large white bell and releasing a ghostly aura to protect herself, then screamed, "Which senior is here? Please forgive my rudeness and any offense I may have caused."

With a flick of his life-bound bat wings, Yinxuege brought a gust of wind, picking up Humei and landing on the ground.

Wumu, who had been laughing triumphantly, paused, then put down his staff, transformed back to human form, and walked up to Yinxuege, bowing, "Hehe, you don't need to act, sir. I was planning to eat their bones. As for this girl, I was going to take her back to warm my bed. Why do you need to act?"

His green eyes turned, and he suddenly stared at the delicate and beautiful Humei, grinning, "I was worried about only having one beauty to share. Sir, did you find a girl for yourself? Perfect, we can compete in bed to see who is the real man! Hahaha, at a silver wolf tribe's bonfire, I once bedded twelve strong wolf women, a legend among the silver wolves!"

Humei's face turned red with anger and embarrassment, and she stomped her foot, retreating behind Yinxuege.

Hu Jiaojiao shouted angrily, "You wolf demon, how dare you be so rude! Do you know who my grandfather is? I will make him flay you and turn your skin into a rug!"

"Lord Wumu will make your belly big and have you bear at least ten wolf cubs!" Wumu made an obscene gesture and roared, "Woman, Lord Wumu never makes empty threats. I will make your belly big! Prepare to be a mother, the most noble profession in the world!"

Hu Jiaojiao's face turned pale at Wumu's fierce and brutal appearance, and she looked helplessly at Humei, who was hiding behind Yinxuege.

The much smarter and more agile Humei pitifully grabbed Yinxuege's sleeve, "Sir, my sister didn't mean to offend you. Please, forgive her."

"Hey, girl, even though you've hooked up with Lord Wumu's boss, you don't have the right to ruin Lord Wumu's happy life!" Wumu shouted, "No matter who this woman is, I will sleep with her and make her belly big! Hey, my dear Xuege, you can't ignore us who do the dirty work just because you have a woman!"

Wumu pounded his strong abdominal muscles and shouted, "I've been locked in the Blood Prison for over twenty years and haven't touched a woman in a long time! I've been busy following you, and I just want to take a woman who offended my dignity. Is that too much to ask?"

Hu Jiaojiao screamed, the protectors groaned in pain, Humei looked pitifully at Yinxuege, shaking his sleeve and begging softly. Wumu's loud howl was like a curse, making Yinxuege's brain throb in pain.

At a loss, Yinxuege looked at the chaotic scene, unsure how to handle it. He was too inexperienced to deal with such a complex situation.

Just then, more troublemakers arrived.

A large group of fierce and angry ghost cultivators rushed over, their various gray and white sword lights and ghostly auras surging as they roared and attacked. The leader was an old man with messy hair and a mix of black and white beard, his body enveloped in ghostly aura.

Seeing the old man, Hu Jiaojiao shouted in surprise, "Grandfather, save me! These scoundrels want to defile me!"

"Scoundrels?" Yinxuege, who knew little about ancient Eastern texts, was still pondering the meaning of "scoundrels" when the old man pointed his hand, and a black ghostly wind carrying a two-meter-tall skeleton rushed at Yinxuege.

"Who dares to offend my Hu family's daughter? Have you heard of the might of Hu Jiugong of the Poison Plateau?" The old man, calling himself Hu Jiugong, was ruthless. Besides the skeleton, which was as powerful as a Golden Core cultivator, he rubbed his hands together and released two green, foul-smelling sword lights that slashed at Yinxuege.

The other dozens of ghost cultivators also attacked, their various sword lights, blade lights, poisons, and ghostly auras falling like a flood.

Behind Yinxuege, the Evil Bone Dao elder possessed by the painted-skinned attendants didn't have time to stop the vassals before Yinxuege took out the Arhat Relic he had extorted from the monk Caiwei, activated the *Hundred Ghosts Night Parade* talisman, and casually threw the powerful relic into the sky.

Yinxuege didn't know Buddhist techniques or scriptures, but the Arhat Relic was so powerful that it immediately radiated a golden light, and the Buddhist chants shook the entire Ghost Mansion of Mang Mountain. The Yellow Spring Water surged a hundred feet high, and the vast Buddha light illuminated a hundred miles, causing countless ghosts to wail. Countless newly formed wandering souls and ghosts were reduced to wisps of black smoke.

For a moment, the Ghost Mansion of Mang Mountain was filled with wails, and countless weak ghost cultivators fled to their lairs.

Hu Jiugong and the other ghost cultivators screamed in pain. Even Hu Jiugong, who had formed a Golden Core, was enveloped in black smoke. Dozens of vicious ghost cultivators screamed and fell to the ground, their bodies emitting black smoke and death energy, convulsing like snakes with their spines removed.

The painted-skinned attendants behind Yinxuege screamed and quickly transformed into thin human skins, burrowing into the ground. Hu Mei and Hu Jiaojiao, unable to withstand the Buddha light, fainted without a sound.

"Damn, Amitabha, tofu and radish! Prince Xuege, are you trying to destroy my Ghost Mansion?" The voice of Bone King Wanxie finally echoed, rolling like thunder across the entire Ghost Mansion of Mang Mountain: "Damn it, you fools, why did you provoke the son of that crazy woman? I wouldn't dare to provoke him, and you dare to do it?"

As Bone King Wanxie's voice roared in anger, the numerous defensive ghost arrays of the Ghost Mansion of Mang Mountain activated. A *Rakshasa Ten Thousand Evil Bone Pagoda* made from the skulls of 180,000 fierce beasts slowly rose, releasing countless ghostly auras and ghost fires, enveloping the Buddha light from the Arhat Relic to prevent further harm to the ghosts.

"What happened, tell me everything!"

Wearing an imperial crown and sitting on a golden throne, Bone King Wanxie appeared below the *Rakshasa Ten Thousand Evil Bone Pagoda*, his eyes filled with ghostly flames. He had already learned the details from the on-duty elder of the Evil Bone Dao and coldly snorted, clapping his hands.

"Alright, alright, I understand! Both sides were at fault, and no one is to blame! Everyone has suffered, so go back and rest. Hmm, forget it, forget it, the Lesser Netherworld Realm was supposed to open in a few days, but to avoid delays, I will activate the secret array of the Ghost Mansion and infuse the Yellow Spring energy to open it early!"

Several elders of the Evil Bone Dao appeared beside Bone King Wanxie, clapping their hands and laughing, "That's great, great! All the disciples and sect members who are to enter the Lesser Netherworld Realm are here. Instead of wasting time, let them enter and seek their fortunes. This is a great thing, Dharma King, let's cast the spell together!"

Yinxuege helplessly looked up at Bone King Wanxie.

Why did he feel that Bone King Wanxie was trying to get him out of the Mang Mountain training ground as soon as possible? Was he that terrifying?

Bone King Wanxie glanced at Yinxuege with a slightly awkward expression—Yinxuege's boldness had impressed him. Releasing the Arhat Relic in the depths of the Ghost Mansion of Mang Mountain, where billions of evil ghosts gathered, what was this kid trying to do? Destroy the entire Evil Bone Dao?

Fortunately, Yinxuege was the son of Yin Huangwu, which Bone King Wanxie was certain. Otherwise, he would have suspected Yinxuege of being a spy from the Golden Buddha Temple, sent to sabotage the Evil Bone Dao!

When the Arhat Relic rose, over a million wandering souls and ghosts instantly perished, over a million! When Bone King Wanxie heard this number, he almost fainted from heartache. How could he, how could he bear to let Yinxuege stay in his mansion?

This was clearly a time bomb!

Therefore, even though the Lesser Netherworld Realm was supposed to open in a few days, and even though forcibly activating the secret array would severely drain his energy, Bone King Wanxie couldn't care less. He had seen through it—Yinxuege and Wumu were troublemakers, and keeping them would only cause him more trouble!

He hastily decided to open the Lesser Netherworld Realm immediately, and before the vassals of the Evil Bone Dao could understand what was happening, the entire Ghost Mansion of Mang Mountain began to shake violently.

A dense, black, and substantial ghostly aura erupted from the depths of the Ghost Mansion, and Bone King Wanxie's voice echoed throughout the mansion.

"The Netherworld Gathering begins immediately. All disciples and sect members who are allowed to enter, gather at the entrance to the Lesser Netherworld Realm."

"Entering the Lesser Netherworld Realm, seek your fortunes, and bear your own fate!"

"Let me make it clear, the Lesser Netherworld Realm has been uninhabited for thousands of years. Whether you live or die is up to the heavens!"

Bone King Wanxie laughed loudly, shaking the entire Ghost Mansion.