Chapter 119

119. Chapter 119: The Transfer of Smiles

Seeing the Yin Soul beside him cursing his own shame yet kneeling even faster, the Great Knife Yin Soul let out a sneer.

"Speak," Luo Yao said, clutching a Talisman Paper, as if ready to unleash Thunder at the slightest unsatisfactory answer.

The Yin Soul no longer dared to resist—it was already dead, its integrity long gone. "We're searching for the Little Princess…"

Then it explained how the Little Princess of the Yin Ming Mansion had vanished.

"The Little Princess of the Yin Ming Mansion shouldn't have had countless powerful protectors? How could she disappear, especially on her own territory?"

"Uh…"

"We don't know the details. We only know that every corner of the Ancient Battlefield is searching for the Little Princess."

The two Yin Souls stared at Luo Yao with pleading eyes, but Luo Yao knew well: despite their pitiful appearance, if she showed the slightest weakness, they would devour her completely.

Since Yin Souls produce Yin Soul Beads upon death, mutual slaughter among them happens daily.

"Which faction do you belong to?"

"Sure thing—I can even send you on your way!" Luo Yao said generously.

But no matter what, these factions all had at least several Ghost Kings among them.

On the other side.

So he began issuing orders to his subordinates, demanding a set number of Yin Soul Beads each day—or death.

Fortunately, Luo Yao had already left; otherwise, even with any number of Thunder Talismans, she'd have been useless against this Ghost General.

But this question struck a nerve—the two Yin Souls could only reply, "Joining those factions isn't free—we must constantly hand over Yin Soul Beads. Naturally, we don't want to…"

Before the Great Knife Yin Soul could speak, the other Yin Soul hurriedly interrupted: "The factions in the Ancient Battlefield can be summed up as One Mansion, Two Sects, Three Gates."

(O_O)

The nearby Yin Souls nearly had their souls scattered in terror, let alone the two Yin Souls at the epicenter of the explosion.

Upon hearing this, the two Yin Souls instantly brightened—but their expressions twisted the next second.

Besides these major factions, there were over a hundred smaller Ghost Cultivator groups.

Boom!

The Fierce Ghost swung its claws, and instantly, a two-to-three-meter-wide ghostly claw materialized in midair and slashed toward her.

Seeing Xi Lan had no Spirit Power while her own Ghost Qi surged violently, the Fierce Ghost burst into loud laughter.

Then she inquired about other information she needed.

The Yin Soul cursed loudly, already preparing to flee—but no matter how fast it moved, it couldn't outpace the speed of the exploding Talisman Paper.

Boom!

With a deafening roar, the surrounding Ghost Qi was instantly cleared, and nearby Yin Souls, terrified by the commotion, fled in all directions.

They had already embarked on the path to reincarnation—taking the VIP Passage.

Xi Lan continued releasing Palm Thunder, while her other hand formed a hand seal, summoning Purple Heaven Divine Lightning.

The strongest faction in the Ancient Battlefield, without question; the second strongest are the Yin Ming Sect and the Ming He Sect.

Soon, the Yin Soul's withered aura regained its vigor.

Listening to the two Yin Souls' explanation and cross-referencing the data Xi Lan had given her, Luo Yao realized the two had not lied.

Xi Lan formed a hand seal, then slapped her palm against the ghostly claw—lightning shot from her palm and struck the claw.

"Hahaha!"

But they were, in fact, correct.

The Ghost General's pitch-black eyes glinted with surprise; the surrounding environment clearly bore the mark of a powerful Thunder Talisman.

"Holy crap, that's terrifying!"

After all, devouring one's own kind accelerates cultivation faster—why would anyone foolishly collect Yin Soul Beads when this method exists?

But soon, she sensed a terrifying aura spreading from afar—whether drawn by the earlier explosion, she didn't know.

"A Thunder Technique attack?"

Not long after, Xi Lan was panting, her Spirit Power nearly depleted; the Fierce Ghost was in the same state.

After Luo Yao departed, a figure clad entirely in black armor appeared in her place.

"Damn it, you broke your word—you're even less human than us…"

"Is that so?" Luo Yao pulled out another Jade Slip and asked, "Tell me about the factions in the Ancient Battlefield."

"This is our territory—what do you think you can do against me?"

Mainly, only those at the Fierce Ghost Realm could join the major factions, and they didn't want to join the minor ones.

Ghost General!

With a flick of her palm, over a hundred Talisman Papers flew toward the two Yin Souls—and in an instant, countless silver serpents erupted.

These Three Gates are the Xue Sha Sect, Hei Feng Sect, and Cang Gui Sect.

After collecting the Yin Soul Beads, Luo Yao gazed into the distance, wondering how Lan Jie was doing, hesitating whether to go check on her.

She seemed to want to follow Luo Yao's example, using the brink of life and death to break through to Foundation Establishment.

Luo Yao dared not linger—she swiftly retrieved her Flying Boat and fled the area.

After the explosion's shockwave passed, Luo Yao saw two Yin Soul Beads on the ground—purer than others, as if the stronger the Yin Soul, the purer its Yin Soul Bead after death.

This One Mansion is, of course, the Yin Ming Mansion.

After Luo Yao left, Xi Lan continued fighting the Fierce Ghost.

Xi Lan's expression changed; she quickly pulled out a Pill—but paused, as the Fierce Ghost was already charging at her.

The ghostly claw dissolved into Ghost Qi, yet quickly reformed into another claw, lunging again at Xi Lan.

So the one who just struck was a Ghost General?

Could it be related to the Princess's disappearance?

After thinking it over, he did not continue investigating, but turned and left; if that person was also a Ghost General and possessed such powerful Thunder Technique, he was certainly no match for him.

However, if he knew the one who had just acted was merely at Qi Condensation Eighth Layer—merely a lowly Yin Soul Realm cultivator—he might be utterly stunned.

So, the two ghosts had not lied; that kind of life truly had no freedom.

Fortunately, within the spheres of the great sects, mutual slaughter was forbidden, which meant that Ghost Cultivators seeking to cultivate could only rely on resources such as Yin Soul Beads.

…………

These three sects were new powers, mostly formed by external cultivators who explored the Ancient Battlefield and ultimately died, becoming Ghost Cultivators.

Luo Yao was somewhat curious.

Boom—boom—boom!

The two's battle was terrifying; the surrounding Yin Souls had long since fled over a hundred meters away, and everything around them had been destroyed.

But the next second, the Fierce Ghost opened its mouth and sucked in, and the surrounding Yin Qi surged wildly into its mouth.

In the Ancient Battlefield, Ghost Cultivators competed even more fiercely.

Alright, they couldn't keep up the lie anymore.

These two major sects were said to have been founded by Guxiushi who, after death, transformed into Ghost Cultivators, with a heritage spanning hundreds of thousands of years.

Or they could be factions formed by external Ghost Cultivators who deliberately entered this place to cultivate.

"Can we leave now!"

But the next second, the Fierce Ghost's smile abruptly vanished, and its entire body froze in place.

It turned out that Xi Lan had, at some unknown moment, taken out the Spirit Milk given to her by Luo Yao; one drop was swallowed, and her completely empty Spirit Power instantly restored.

Xi Lan rejoiced, then swiftly formed the Purple Heaven Divine Lightning hand seals, and the Fierce Ghost, noticing this, lost its smile and turned to terror.

The next second, the smile transferred to Xi Lan's face.