Chapter 223: You really are a remnant from the Immortal Cultivation World

"You really are a remnant from the Immortal Cultivation World. Since you know who this seat is, why don't you come out and die?"

Lin Qingyue subconsciously protected Dongfang Qi behind her, carefully examining the black-robed person.

She should be a woman, her stature didn't look tall, shrouded in a long black robe. Her face could not be seen clearly, just constantly changing as if in disgust.

"Die? Hahaha... Do you still think you are that Empress who could summon wind and rain back then? I have already tested it just now; your current power is far inferior to before! And I, after three thousand years of tempering, have cast off my physical body and become formless. In this world, no one can kill me!"

Empress? Dongfang Qi looked at Lin Qingyue in surprise: "Are you that... Empress from three thousand years ago?"

—The person in his dreams?

Lin Qingyue nodded, but had no time to explain too much.

"Formless?" Lin Qingyue pondered for a moment and suddenly remembered something, "Could you be a descendant of Immortal Venerable Lingfa?"

She remembered that in Immortal Venerable Lingfa's sect, one of the unique skills was the soul leaving the body. Using this method to improve one's strength, the strong could be immune to any spell attacks.

But even Immortal Venerable Lingfa did not dare to completely abandon his physical body.

And this person before her... no, or rather, she could no longer be called a human.

"You still remember my father, Immortal Venerable Lingfa? Not bad, I am the daughter of Immortal Venerable Lingfa!"

Lin Qingyue remembered that Immortal Venerable Lingfa once had a daughter. A few decades older than her, it seemed her name was... Zheng Linggui?

When Lin Qingyue first arrived at Yun Gong, she had had several conflicts with Zheng Linggui.

In private, Lin Qingyue called her a dead turtle. Zheng Linggui was so angry that she fought with Lin Qingyue several times, but couldn't win, so she went to complain.

Originally, both of them were at fault, but because Zheng Linggui's father was Immortal Venerable Lingfa, who had a higher status, the disciplinary master punished Lin Qingyue.

Later, Immortal Zhuohua said: "Since fighting is wrong, either punish both, or punish neither, otherwise it is hard to convince the public."

The disciplinary elder naturally did not dare to punish Zheng Linggui, but Immortal Zhuohua's words made him feel somewhat in the wrong. In the end, it could only be left unsettled.

And Zheng Linggui held a grudge, taking advantage of the time when Qingyue went out for training and was alone, she secretly used means to make her fall into a canyon, almost being trampled into meat by a group of crazed demon beasts.

Fortunately, Immortal Zhuohua appeared in time and saved Qingyue. Because of this, it inadvertently facilitated the master-disciple relationship between Zhuohua and Qingyue.

Originally, Lin Qingyue had long forgotten about such an insidious and vicious woman as Zheng Linggui, and even now, she was just dazed, having a slight impression.

But Zheng Linggui had firmly engraved Lin Qingyue in her heart, with resentment day and night.

"I was originally the proud daughter of heaven in the Immortal Cultivation World, and everyone held me in the clouds."

"And my father was even more of a hero in my heart. He was such a powerful immortal cultivator; in just a few hundred years, he would have been able to ascend to immortality! Our entire sect was proud of him."

"But you killed him and slaughtered our entire sect! You self-depraved devil, you didn't act as a noble immortal, but fell into the demonic path."

"You betrayed the entire Immortal Cultivation World, turning a perfectly good immortal land into a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood!"

That day, when Lin Qingyue slaughtered Immortal Venerable Lingfa's sect, although Zheng Linggui escaped by luck, she lost her physical body and became a monster that was neither human nor ghost.

To survive, she could only give up immortal cultivation and switch to the ghost path.

Especially at that time, the entire Immortal Cultivation World was under the rule of the tyrant Qingyue. She was afraid of being discovered, so she could only hide in the place with the most Yin Qi in the Human World, lingering on her last breath. Living like a stinking rat in a gutter.

It was a world of difference from her life as a little princess of an immortal sect!

She hated Qingyue to the core and wanted to take revenge countless times. But she had neither the ability nor the courage.

Just like that, she lingered until the Immortal Cultivation World was destroyed, and hearing that the Demon Monarch died in a fire, with even her soul burned to nothing, she dared to show her face a little.

But at that time, her strength was still very weak, and she could only continue to cultivate.

Unfortunately, after losing her physical body, her cultivation progress was like a turtle crawling.

She cultivated for three thousand years before she had some small achievements.

She knew that if she continued like this, she would have no chance at the immortal path.

So later, she imitated her father's actions back then, wanting to use the faith power of mortals to accelerate the improvement of her strength.

The Archbishop was a small demon she had taken in, and the two of them conspired to formulate the false god plan.

The Guifang Kingdom was the ideal place they chose.

The people here were not as wealthy as those in the Central Plains dynasties, and there were very few people who could read and understand reason, making them very easy to bewitch.

So Zheng Linggui transformed and became the Great God Guiyuan.

At first, she used the image of a female god.

But the people here valued men over women and did not respect female gods, let alone have any awe.

So, Zheng Linggui changed her statue into a male, although the facial features were still her original appearance, the clothing and attire were all male.

Thus, after more than ten years of deployment, the Guiyuan Sect finally became the number one state religion of the Guifang Kingdom, and its power penetrated the imperial court.

The residents of the country might not know the monarch, but no one did not know the Great God Guiyuan.

A steady stream of faith was thus produced.

The power of the false god Guiyuan also reached an unprecedented height!

No wonder the several great sect leaders of the Immortal Cultivation World back then all relied on absorbing faith power to cultivate; it really had many benefits!

In addition to the rapid progress in cultivation, countless gold and silver treasures flowed into the temple continuously.

Her temple also became more and more luxurious, slowly built from the first floor to the current eighteen floors.

Although she hated the Demon Monarch Qingyue of the past in her heart, she was also jealous of her ability to unify the world and do whatever she wanted.

So when building the temple, Zheng Linggui subconsciously built it into the appearance of the Yun Gong back then.

In her view, the Demon Monarch of the past had long since turned to ashes. And now, she could stand at the pinnacle of power and accept the kowtows of the world.

Then she had undoubtedly won over Demon Monarch Qingyue! She was bound to create a world more brilliant than the Immortal Cultivation World of the past!

As a ghost cultivator, although her current power was strong, she was still just a lonely soul.

She was naturally unwilling to be like this, so she had always wanted to find an ideal physical body to possess.

Unfortunately, she looked around, and the mortal women here all had plain appearances, far from her original body.

She was unwilling to settle.

Later, the Archbishop suggested: "Why don't we set a rule that from now on, all women who get married must spend the night in the temple on their wedding night, under the guise of receiving the god's blessing. In reality, it is for you to look over and find an ideal body."

At that time, Zheng Linggui rolled her eyes at him: "Don't think this seat doesn't know what you are planning. You lecherous fellow, aren't you afraid that one day you will die on a woman's belly from excessive indulgence?"

The Archbishop laughed loudly: "We are now gods above ten thousand people, who can do anything to me? I have enjoyed enough wealth, so naturally, I should enjoy beauty to my heart's content. But I am not entirely for lust; there is also serious business."

"I recently researched a kind of divine water that can prolong life, and one of the ingredients requires the blood of a virgin. The high-ranking officials of the imperial court always have to give some benefits to believe in us more."

So Zheng Linggui nodded and agreed. ===== CHAPTER 224 =====