[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-the-invincible-female-ghost-is-a-bit-of-a-hopele":3,"chapter-the-invincible-female-ghost-is-a-bit-of-a-hopele-the-invincible-female-ghost-is-a-bit-of-a-hopele-chapter-30":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"english","The Invincible Female Ghost Is A Bit Of A Hopeless Romantic",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},1706318,2180,"Chapter 30: A Seventeen or Eighteen-Year-Old... Half-Step Celestial Master?!!","the-invincible-female-ghost-is-a-bit-of-a-hopele-chapter-30",30,"\u003Cp>When Daoists worked jobs, the most, most, most taboo thing was making a mistake and running away, abandoning the employer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>You could make mistakes. You could die.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>You could even die together with the employer because of your mistake but you absolutely could not, after making a mistake, turn your ass around and run, leaving the employer behind without care.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The seriousness of this matter was the number one taboo explicitly forbidden by all major Daoist temples!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wuqing Temple, as the foremost temple beyond the pass, regarded this as heavenly law but they never expected such a thing could still happen.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now no one questioned whether Xu Erxiao and Wang Cheng'an were lying.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>First, these two young kids clearly didn't look like they were lying just now.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Second, this kind of matter would be known with one inquiry after the group returned to Wuqing Temple.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Wuqing Temple Daoists looked at each other, their lips trembling, but couldn't utter a single word.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They prided themselves on being from a famous orthodox sect, born from Wuqing Temple, naturally superior to others.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The result... it was precisely this kid they looked down upon who had saved Wuqing Temple's century-old reputation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If that employer had truly died, no matter how much money Wuqing Temple threw at it, they couldn't stop the gossiping masses or eliminate this heaven-reaching disaster.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A burning sensation spread from each Wuqing Temple disciple's face to their ears.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After a long while, Lu Yuan was helped by Xu Erxiao and the others to sit down. The cold qi invading his body made him shiver uncontrollably.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xu Erxiao was just about to raise his head and curse a few more times at that Daoist who had spoken sourly behind their backs but unexpectedly, this Wuqing Temple Daoist had already walked up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before Xu Erxiao and Wang Cheng'an could react, this person came before Lu Yuan and bowed solemnly, \"Wuqing Temple, Qing generation disciple, Liang Juemin greets Martial Uncle Lu.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Following this person's approach, the Wuqing Temple crowd exchanged glances, then all came before Lu Yuan.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bowing extremely solemnly, they said, \"Wuqing Temple, Qing generation disciple, Zhou Shu'an greets Martial Uncle Lu.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Wuqing Temple, Qing generation disciple, Yue Zhendong greets Martial Uncle Lu.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Wuqing Temple, Han generation disciple, Wan Shichang greets Martial Uncle Lu.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Wuqing Temple, Qing generation disciple...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Each \"Martial Uncle Lu,\" neat and uniform, echoed through the quiet courtyard.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Yuan was frozen to the point where his teeth were chattering. Before he could recover, he saw these seven or eight people making such a grand display before him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For a moment, Lu Yuan felt somewhat embarrassed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just as he was about to say something, a hand as white as jade, holding an exquisite incense box, was presented before him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was Shen Shulan.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Master Uncle, this is our Wuqing Temple's Yang-Gathering Pill. Taking it can relieve your cold qi invasion for two hours.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Yuan's body was filled with frost, extremely sensitive to yang qi.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As soon as the incense box entered his hand, a warm and pure yang qi emanated through the box, instantly revitalizing his spirit.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only... two hours...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not enough!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Shen Shulan's face was full of chagrin and apology.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Yang-Gathering Pills aren't commonly used, so... I only have this one on me...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hearing this, Lu Yuan said no more and directly pocketed the Yang-Gathering Pill, \"Then I won't be polite. I'll use this pill tonight when catching that evil spirit.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He turned and looked at the Wuqing Temple disciples still bowing before him, forcing himself to stand up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Then tonight, I'll have to trouble everyone to assist me.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hearing this, the Wuqing Temple crowd bowed even lower, responding in unison, \"At Master Uncle's command!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Early morning, the zi hour.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Yuan, nearly frozen into an icicle, swallowed that Yang-Gathering Pill.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The next moment, a scorching torrent exploded through his limbs and bones. Wherever it passed, the cold qi completely melted away.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Yuan recovered completely.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Up the mountain!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Under the cold moonlight pouring down like mercury, everyone once again arrived beneath that lone wild mulberry tree.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Three Powers Upside-Down Rice had already been set up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Yuan stood before the altar, holding between two fingers the yellow talisman with one ruined stroke, placing it at his brow, muttering an incantation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"One lamp illuminates a thousand years of darkness, seven stars guide souls from the nine depths.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"The starved corpse unwillingly became earth-bound, drink your fill and be reborn soon.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Lamps, rise!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The instant the words fell, that yellow talisman ignited without fire, turning into a wisp of blue smoke.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the same time, the seven clay dishes surrounding the altar \"whooshed\" and simultaneously burst into ghostly green flames!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ordinary soul-summoning incantations were ineffective against such earth-bound spirits.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Yuan's expression remained unchanged as he took out a bundle of items.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Bridge Crossing Rice Noodles.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This wasn't food, but seven white cotton threads soaked in rootless water, each thread tied with a Northern Song Daguan Tongbao coin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Yuan pulled the threads from the wild mulberry tree to the altar, forming a \"Money Bridge.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then he took out a \"Name-Asking Bronze Mirror.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The mirror surface faced the darkness at the mulberry tree's roots. His fingertip lightly touched cinnabar and quickly wrote an elegant \"Ask\" character on the smooth mirror back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The incantation rose again, his voice becoming ethereal and distant.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Without stele or tomb, still there is a name. Deep in the earth veins hides true form. Though mirror flowers and water moons are illusion, one point of spiritual light reveals your title!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The mirror surface rippled like water, gradually revealing two blurred characters:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"He... San...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With the name obtained, formal summoning could begin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Yuan's feet stepped the \"Yu Step, Starving Ghost Crossing,\" his hand shaking the \"Soul-Capturing Alligator Drum.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dong... dong... dong...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The drum beats were heavy and oppressive, like thunder rumbling from the belly of someone who hadn't eaten for three days and nights.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>While beating the drum, he chanted in a strange tone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"He Sanlang, He Sanlang, born in the year of Gengzi, starved and broken-hearted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wild mulberry as stele, soil as bed, seventy years of cold, offerings turned cold.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now there is millet rice, also glutinous rice fragrance, three bowls of upside-down rice, specially set for you.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If you don't come now, what time will you wait for?!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This strange scene of singing and chanting made Shen Shulan and the Wuqing Temple crowd's eyes nearly fall out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If the Lu Yuan from daytime gave them the feeling of professionalism, then the current Lu Yuan was a grandmaster!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>An uncontrollable thought simultaneously arose in everyone's hearts.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just how high was Lu Yuan's cultivation?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Could he... almost be at the Celestial Master realm?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But as soon as this thought appeared, everyone immediately shook their heads, dismissing this absurd idea.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Impossible...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This Lu Yuan looked to be only seventeen, eighteen, or nineteen.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>How could someone seventeen or eighteen possibly touch the threshold of Celestial Master?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>You must know that Shen Shulan, the publicly recognized first female Celestial Master beyond the pass, a top-tier genius, only became a Celestial Master at twenty-five.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If Lu Yuan had reached the threshold of Celestial Master at seventeen, eighteen, or nineteen, then what would Shen Shulan and all these Wuqing Temple geniuses count as?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A joke?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>While the Wuqing Temple crowd pondered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Woo—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A cold wind suddenly rose!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The ghostly green flames of the Seven Star Soul-Guiding Lamps were instantly stretched, wildly swaying.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A hunched, phantom shadow less than four feet tall was climbing step by step along those seven \"Money Bridge\" threads toward the altar.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Its appearance was exactly as the villagers described—tattered clothes, sunken cheeks.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Its eyes were two pools of murky dark green hungry fire, fixated on those three bowls of upside-down rice.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It climbed onto the altar, impatiently grabbed a bowl of rice, and squatted on the altar, burying its face in the bowl.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Making sounds of wolfing down food.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just at this moment, a peachwood sword glowing with an orange-red aura silently pressed against the \"Grave Youth's\" neck.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Grave Youth's movements froze. It slowly turned its head, those hungry fire pupils staring directly at Lu Yuan. Its Adam's apple rolled as it made a hoarse sound.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Hungry...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Yuan held the wooden sword, expressionless, his eyes ice-cold.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Before, it was hunger.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Now, it's greed.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What you crave is the vitality of the living, the freshness of life.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"This ends here.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The next second, Lu Yuan circulated his spiritual power. Gripping the orange-red wooden sword, he slashed fiercely.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>An orange-red sword light, extremely fast and extremely bright, swept across!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The \"Grave Youth's\" head was cleanly severed, turning into a wisp of black smoke that dissipated in the air.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The instant Lu Yuan struck, Shen Shulan's group behind him had their pupils contract sharply.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The vast spiritual power belonging to a half-step Celestial Master within Lu Yuan surged out without reservation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A visible, pure \"Dao resonance\" flashed with the sword's edge!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That wasn't mere power!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That was the symbol of having integrated one's own Dao into spiritual power, touching a trace of \"law principle\"!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Iron proof of a half-step Celestial Master!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wait... wait?!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>How could this be possible!!!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Yuan had truly reached the threshold of Celestial Master!!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A seventeen or eighteen-year-old... half-step Celestial Master?!!\u003C\u002Fp>",1553,"2026-06-06T14:45:54.551Z",1,"novelbin.me","368f875bbd4d34c3b06520c801cb00deccb4284fded8ce338e1b5757d033e0f7","the-invincible-female-ghost-is-a-bit-of-a-hopele-chapter-31","the-invincible-female-ghost-is-a-bit-of-a-hopele-chapter-29",241,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fthe-invincible-female-ghost-is-a-bit-of-a-hopele-cover.jpg"]