Chapter 500: Shang Hongxue: You Hurt Me, Brother Chuyang

"What does the Third Elder mean by that?"

Yin Gui Zhenren did not answer directly, but asked a question in return.

The matter of the Ghost King—he could not possibly admit to it, nor would he admit that he knew of it.

The Third Elder laughed coldly: "Heh heh, Sect Master, between you and me, there is no need to hide anything, and no need for this."

"The matter of the Ghost King is no secret within the Yin Gui Sect. The Grand Elder forged the Ghost King, and we all helped. The Ghost King has been successfully forged, and the Grand Elder has failed, so… where is the Ghost King?"

"Sect Master, you went down the mountain this time for the Ghost King as well. Am I not correct in what I say?"

Yin Gui Zhenren knew that this person had not come to his door for no reason; he had received word in advance and come to demand the Ghost King.

"Does the Third Elder think the Ghost King is in this Sect Master's hands?"

"Or do you think that something once in my hands would be spit back out?"

"Or perhaps, does the Third Elder think you can snatch something from this Sect Master's hands?"

Three rhetorical questions in a row—Yin Gui Zhenren laughed coldly, looking down on the Third Elder, not afraid in the slightest.

He was the Sect Master of the Yin Gui Sect. A mere Third Elder was not enough to make him afraid or fearful, nor to make him anxious.

Even if several Elders joined forces, Yin Gui Zhenren would not fear them. A mere Third Elder daring to come question him—had he grown tired of living? Or did he think he was a match for him?

The Third Elder shook his head: "Sect Master, you misunderstand. This Elder has no such intention. This Elder merely wishes to clarify. The Ghost King has a share belonging to this Elder. If the Ghost King is in the Sect Master's hands, we naturally will not demand it, nor will we keep pressing. What we fear is that the Ghost King is not in the Sect Master's hands."

"Ghost King Zhuge Gui belongs to our Yin Gui Sect. He cannot be left outside. The Sect Master understands this one's meaning, yes?"

In their view, the Sect Master had failed to bring back the Ghost King.

They all understood the importance of the Ghost King.

Having meddled in the forging of the Ghost King, they would not easily yield their claim.

Yin Gui Zhenren narrowed his eyes, staring fixedly at the Third Elder.

This person had come prepared.

Clearly, they had done their investigation and come specifically to warn him.

"Is the Third Elder saying he wishes to personally bring back the Ghost King?"

"It seems our guess was not wrong. The Ghost King is wandering outside."

The Third Elder gave a sly chuckle and straightened his posture.

"If that is the case, then this Elder takes his leave."

Confirmed—the Ghost King was not in Yin Gui Zhenren's hands.

They could now act with confidence.

Whoever obtained the Ghost King would be the true one in power.

Everyone in the Yin Gui Sect would have to serve them.

The Ghost King—now that was a Ghost King, a true Ghost King.

With a little refinement, it could become a powerful fighting force, and one could even fuse with the Ghost King to become a Ghost King oneself.

By then, they would possess an even more… wonderful future.

At this thought, the Third Elder's breathing quickened.

Yin Gui Zhenren stared at his retreating back and laughed coldly: "Not knowing life from death—do they really take Chen Chuyang for a pushover?"

"Very soon, you will learn that that man is even more powerful than you imagine."

"This Sect Master has reminded Chen Chuyang in advance. That man should make preparations early. Several Elders—do try not to come back alive."

The Ghost King—he was destined not to obtain it.

In truth, he had never planned to. He still understood a thing or two about a person like Chen Chuyang.

Using the Ghost King to eliminate several Elders was no bad thing.

Among the Elders who opposed him, the Grand Elder was dead, killed in this battle of Wangdu.

The Twelfth Elder Jiang Tai was also dead, slain by Chen Chuyang.

Looking at it this way, Chen Chuyang had killed two Elders of the Yin Gui Sect. The remaining few Elders—send them to Chen Chuyang too, without troubling a second person to act.

Once these Elders were all dead, he could legitimately take control of everything.

The Yin Gui Sect of the future would be led by him.

Whatever True Person Tiangui, whatever Elders—step aside.

"The good show begins."

Outside Longshe Cheng.

A person walked slowly forward, raised his head, and looked at the transformed Longshe Cheng, much taller than before.

This town was protected by a Formation.

A gap was left for entry, the main gate stood open, guarded by men.

The Third Elder swept a glance over it and said: "Longshe Cheng has changed quite a bit. Longshe Cheng's Chen Clan—Chen Chuyang."

"Is Longshe Shan this way?"

He stood outside, staring at Longshe Cheng.

He turned and looked toward the direction where Longshe Shan lay.

He turned his body and headed toward Longshe Shan.

"Longshe Shan's Chen Chuyang, Ghost King Zhuge Gui—this Elder has come."

He walked forward.

On Longshe Shan.

Chen Chuyang opened his eyes. Shang Hongxue in his arms gave Brother Chuyang a resentful glare—the movement had been too big, nearly injuring her.

"Brother Chuyang, you hurt me."

Ahaha, sorry, Chuyang older brother will rub you.

Hmph.

Shang Hongxue got angry.

She gave Chen Chuyang a white-eyed look; this Chuyang older brother really doesn't know how to pity her.

Suddenly making such a big commotion, are you trying to kill her?

Don't you understand what kind of physique you have?

Even if the Cultivation physique is strong, it can't withstand this Chuyang older brother.

Isn't there a guest? I got excited for a moment; it won't happen again.

Hmph, you still want a next time.

Shang Hongxue quickly stood up and gave Chen Chuyang another white-eyed look.

Not giving Chen Chuyang a chance to react, she sneaked away.

She was really scared; if it happened again, wouldn't she be in agony?

Chen Chuyang smiled; this girl is still too weak, she's no match for him at all.

The Cultivation physique hasn't fully awakened yet, so naturally it's not strong enough.

If it were an ordinary body, it would be even more fragile.

Chen Chuyang's physique is very strong; he knows this well, and he had always been careful before—who knew this time he'd get overly excited, and thus…

He got up, tidied up simply, put on his clothes, and walked out of the room.

His figure faded away bit by bit.

At the foot of Longshe Shan.

Chen Chuyang sat there, blocking the path of the Third Elder.

The Third Elder stopped, looking at the man before him, who was drinking right in front of him.

The fruit wine had a rich aroma, spiritual energy filled the air, and within ten meters around, everything smelled of this wine.

Gurgle.

Chen Chuyang tilted his head back, took a big gulp, and shouted loudly: 'Refreshing!'

The Third Elder was on high alert, unable to see through this person; he extended his spiritual sense, but got no response.

It was as if the person before him didn't exist—he couldn't sense any cultivation, true qi, or anything at all.

He stepped back two paces, his gaze wary.

Are you Chen Chuyang of Longshe Shan?

Chen Chuyang tilted his head, showing his teeth: 'Not bad, that's me. Who are you? Why are you entering the territory of Longshe Cheng?'

Longshe Cheng is his turf; not just anyone can enter.

To barge in like that—do you know the consequences?

The Third Elder stared at Chen Chuyang and said in a low voice: 'Hand over Ghost King Zhuge Gui, and I'll spare your life.'

'Oh?' Chen Chuyang tilted his head and slowly rose to his feet.

'Are you here for the Ghost King? Was it Yin Gui Zhenren who sent you?'

'Hmph, a mere Yin Gui Zhenren can't order this Elder.' The Third Elder boasted: 'I am the Third Elder of the Yin Gui Sect, Yin Chong Zhenren. Kid, if you're sensible, kneel and present the Ghost King with both hands; if I'm in a good mood, I might spare your life.'

'Otherwise, not only you, but the Chen Clan will also face annihilation.'