Chapter 123: Heart Demon (Part 1)

Braving the rain and wind, Zhang Gui threw Zhihai Town far behind him and rushed into the forest of the Xuanzhi Mountain Range.

Without stopping for a moment, he traveled through dozens of miles of mountain roads and arrived at the Deep Mountain Mushroom Valley.

Just as his feet stepped into the valley.

Zhang Gui immediately used the capital element rule power he mastered to connect with divine authority, instantly teleported ten thousand miles, and appeared in the True Dragon Kingdom on Giant Serpent Head Island.

The amount of 'virtual and real'—the calculation unit Zhang Gui created to measure the connection between 'elemental rules' and 'divine authority'—consumed was at least 80% less than the previous time.

And the teleportation ability originated from one of the three rules of the capital element, 'Circulation'.

The other two major rules, 'Appreciation' and 'Exchange', also had essential enhancements.

The change in the Appreciation rule made the natural growth range of the amount of 'virtual and real' that Zhang Gui accumulated change from imperceptible to a strong one-thousandth.

This doesn't sound like much, but from the perspective of capital 'compound interest', it is simply terrifying.

In addition, the qualitative change of the capital element rule 'Exchange' allowed Zhang Gui to master the material exchange ability under equal difference density very preliminarily.

That is, he could convert high-density matter into low-density matter.

However, currently, the amount of 'virtual and real' consumed by this kind of conversion is huge, which is very uneconomical.

But this ability is the origin of the Western He Continent's 'alchemy' creation, which is extremely mysterious.

It further proves that Zhang Gui's transcendent breakthrough from 'Ding Category' to 'Bing Category' affected all aspects, virtual and real, of all abilities...

Completely away from Prince Zhen, the source of the 'heart demon', Zhang Gui finally clearly felt his own improvement.

A big smile couldn't help but appear on his face.

But before the corners of his mouth could spread, he felt his brain start to jump and ache more and more.

In a short while, he was tortured by nameless anger.

He hurriedly suppressed the anger.

Zhang Gui rubbed his brows and looked around, thinking of distracting his attention, and suddenly discovered that he was actually standing by the 'Longzhu River' in the suburbs of the Upper Stone Corpse Capital.

Instead of the imagined Guiyang Palace.

Although this matter was small, it represented a loss of control.

Zhang Gui couldn't help but be even more vigilant.

He simply didn't think about anything, didn't use any abilities, and walked toward Guiyang Palace like an ordinary person who was acting stupid.

He didn't know how long he walked, relying on the instinct of an old horse knowing the way, he came to his bedroom in a muddled state.

Laying on the bed, he fell asleep as soon as his head hit the pillow.

Emptying everything, he soon fell into a sweet dream.

At the same time, on the surging sea surface of Zhihai Town on the Eastern Continent.

Thousands upon thousands of resentful poison evil ghosts, refined from Buddhist treasure lotus seats, were densely surging toward the pier.

The closer they got, the more terrifying the roaring yin wind and resentment rain in the air became.

If they were living people, they would have died long ago.

But the living ghosts swimming in the water were still lively.

It was just that a few occasionally couldn't escape the power of nature.

Rolled by the waves and collided together, the thunderclap bomb hidden in their bellies exploded into a piece of fiery red, and then annihilated into powder in the water.

Mr. Yin's pupils filled the entire eyeball, and his eyes, which were only pitch black, penetrated the rain curtain and wind screen, seeing this kind of scene.

Suddenly leaned his back, sitting in the void.

Yin energy permeated behind him, evolving into various forms such as mountains, rivers, and wilderness, attaching to the sea surface and permeating.

Slowly rendering the sea into a scene of land rivers flowing, wild mountains and ridges.

This was originally an illusion, but the evil ghosts floating in the waves actually climbed up when they approached the land.

Continuing forward, gradually the spirit and flesh separated.

The soul returned to human form, emitting a dim light, with infinite joy on its face, walking forward step by step.

The flesh sank into the sea and drifted with the waves, disappearing without a trace.

In the distance.

Baori Eshen, standing alone on the Buddhist treasure, felt that the evil ghosts he made were losing control one by one, but they didn't fall into reincarnation, and his brows couldn't help but wrinkle slightly.

And as his resentful thoughts arose, the lotus seat beneath his feet spontaneously produced spiritual anomalies, giving Baori Eshen a slight revelation.

"Yellow Springs Flow, Biliang Slope, Naihe River, Naihe Bridge.

It seems that these broke my method of compassion.

I don't know if it's a treasure, a technique, or a bloodline divine cong.

Ming Song truly has a deep foundation.

A mere young prince inspecting the province has such a strong man accompanying him."

The 'young prince' who was being talked about, Prince Zhen of the Ming Song Dynasty, learned through the water curtain that the new round of attacks by the Yuanshan people had been easily resolved.

Relieved, he said proudly:

"The Yuanshan people are indeed not good at sea battles as the legends say, and only know how to play some ghostly tricks.

Now that the tricks have been broken by Mr. Yin, let's see what else they can do.

Pujun, you say we are now taking advantage of the situation, using the dragon fish giant ship to charge and trap, and break the enemy in one fell swoop..."

Although he knew Prince Zhen was joking, Zhao Pujun asked back very seriously:

"Your Highness, you say the Yuanshan people are not good at water battles, then are you very proficient?"

These words clearly deliberately refuted Prince Zhen's face, making it impossible to get off the stage.

Prince Zhen was stunned, fire rose in his chest, but the more he was truly angry, the calmer he appeared,

"Pujun, you can't hear that I was joking..."

"A gentleman, has no jokes." Zhao Pujun said leisurely.

Prince Zhen's body shook, he stood up solemnly, bowed and saluted Zhao Pujun, his waist bent nearly ninety degrees.

"I respectfully accept the teaching."

The students of the Imperial Academy around looked at each other, all praising Prince Zhen's temperament like the sea, and Zhao Pujun having the style of an ancient wise minister.

At this time, in the sea outside the ship.

The resentful ghost souls refined from the Buddhist treasure lotus seats followed the wilderness evolved by Mr. Yin, crossed an illusory wooden bridge, transformed from human shapes into livestock such as oxen, horses, and donkeys, and crawled onto the shore.

They were held in Mr. Yin's palm.

"Six paths of reincarnation, evil ghosts turn into livestock spirits.

I can't walk the magnificent righteous path, so side-paths are not necessarily impossible."

Pinching the livestock spirits in his hand, he pinched out a monster with a human body and a horse head, and swallowed it into his belly.

Mr. Yin realized it for a while, and his originally pitch-black pupils shook and returned to black and white.

Revealing surprise, greed, and suppression of various emotions.

He blew out a yin energy, which turned into a yin talisman to pass a message to Prince Zhen.

Asking him to start the dragon fish giant ship and take the Qianji fleet supported by the Yuanshan people directly, and fight to the death...

At the same time, Zhang Gui, who had finished sleeping, opened his eyes.

He didn't know that the sea battle in his small fief 'Zhihai Town' had already been fought into a hot kiln.

Right and wrong, success and failure might even affect the trend of the entire Ming Song Southern Kingdom's war situation in the future.

Deliberately not using divine authority to sense the battle situation, he laughed, and sat up from the bed.

Speaking toward the void,

"Song Gong, please come to Guiyang Palace.

Old Sang Gui, you come over too, I have something to say."

Song Huawen, who had just finished working for a day and returned home to hold his granddaughter and enjoy family happiness, was just about to let the servants at home serve the food.

A familiar voice suddenly sounded in his ears, and he hurriedly put down his granddaughter.

"Good girl, the Great King has something to find Grandpa, you eat first, don't be picky.

Grandpa will listen to the nursery rhymes you learned today when he comes back later, okay."

"I know, Grandpa, when you see the Great King later, just say Xiao Que'er wishes him ten thousand blessings and thousand peace."

The little girl with a chubby face nodded obediently.

Song Huawen kissed his granddaughter's face fiercely, "Sure enough, after reading books, she understands etiquette.

Grandpa will definitely tell the Great King your words."

He got up and walked out of the door in a hurry.

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 124 =====