Chapter 1910: 48: Ghost King

Chapter 1910: Chapter 48: Ghost King

Thinking of this, Wang Ba had some ideas in his mind.

His gaze was slightly cold, looking distantly in the direction of the monster.

Below, Fanming fiercely fanned, sweeping away the surrounding ruins.

Then he suddenly came to a halt.

The monster had a dull expression, but the person controlling it seemed to sense something unusual, and under his instruction, the monster stopped not far from Fanming.

Its dull eyes fixed on Wang Ba.

Wang Ba said softly:

“Do you truly want to know where I am from?”

The voice was not loud, yet it was mysteriously divine, directly entering the Primordial Spirit.

The monster looked woodenly at Wang Ba, and a dull voice without any discernable emotion emanated from within its body:

“If you tell me, I have many acquaintances. Maybe I’m familiar with someone from your Realm Clan… I might spare your life.”

Realm Clan?

Another new term.

Wang Ba silently noted it in his mind, but outwardly he sneered coldly, entirely unafraid:

“Really? Just because of your Hundred Ghost Mountain?”

“Hm?”

The voice inside the monster was slightly cold, seemingly a bit displeased:

“Before speaking, you better think carefully, although my Hundred Ghost Mountain in this ‘Sea of Chaos Realm’ is far inferior to the Three Realms, and also less than the nine great palaces, in the surrounding few clans, we can be considered as having a decisive presence… Moreover, if you aren’t truly afraid, why did you flee upon seeing me?”

Sea of Chaos Realm… Three Realms, nine great palaces… surrounding few clans…

Such a wealth of information!

Wang Ba was secretly shocked.

He vaguely felt that they hadn’t arrived in a barren land, on the contrary, this ruined land might be far busier than they initially imagined.

Though shocked, his original slight tension was now eased.

Scoffing, he arrogantly said:

“Ha, you might deceive others, but there’s no need to deceive me. Among these surrounding clans, can your Hundred Ghost Mountain truly have a decisive presence?”

The monster’s expression remained blank, but the voice from its body merely coldly snorted in response: “Why not?”

No further words were exchanged, clearly Wang Ba guessed correctly, such decisive words were merely self-aggrandizing.

Seeing this, Wang Ba felt an increase in confidence.

His demeanor grew increasingly arrogant, yet with the detachment typical of one from a major power:

“I don’t know your name.”

“But your Hundred Ghost Mountain, ha, to be honest, I haven’t considered it significant. I am still young after all, my cultivation isn’t accomplished, I fear you might secretly do away with me, which would be too unfair a death!”

“Even if my family steps in afterward, dead is dead, I won’t come back to life, paying with my life just for a mere piece of farmland enough only to feed my divine beast, that wouldn’t be worth it… Otherwise, what is your Hundred Ghost Mountain!”

“Hmph! It’s not just a piece of Dao Field!”

Whether Wang Ba was too convincing or for some other reason, the owner of the voice within the monster seemed to believe Wang Ba more, though the tone was still not good, yet it clearly changed:

“I am one of the five Ghost Kings of Hundred Ghost Mountain, the Corpse-digging Ghost King, She Ye.”

“The one you destroyed was one of our Hundred Ghost Mountain’s twenty-something Dao Fields, inside the realm embryo specially designed to complement our Hundred Ghost Mountain’s cultivation methods, now it’s destroyed by you… And my offspring, you should know how difficult it is to have offspring in this Outer Realm, our Hundred Ghost Mountain has passed down for so many years here, how hard that must be…”

Wang Ba’s heart stirred violently.

There are actually more than twenty Dao Fields!

Those realm embryos Ying Mu sensed before, could they be from Hundred Ghost Mountain?

He then secretly felt fortunate.

The Dao Field here obviously wasn’t too cared for, but those twenty-odd Dao Fields clearly wouldn’t be the same.

Thinking there were four others like the Corpse-digging Ghost King before him, he couldn’t help but feel a chill.

But he also sensed subtle changes in the other’s tone.

From “sir” to “friend” in a blink.

This Corpse-digging Ghost King’s stance was indeed flexible.

With a turn of his thoughts, his tone seemed casual:

“A mere offspring, why be so troublesome.”

“If it doesn’t work, just count how much a destroyed Dao Field and your offspring are worth, I’ll have them repay you accordingly, really, such a broken thing, is it worth chasing me so far?”

Upon hearing Wang Ba’s words, a brief silence fell inside the monster’s body where She Ye was, then a voice emerged:

“Little brother is right, since little brother is so straightforward and honest, then I, She Ye, won’t play the bad guy. Oh, by the way, I haven’t asked little brother’s name…”

The tone was unexpectedly kind.

Wang Ba felt slightly surprised in his heart.

This person… so easy to deceive?

Really?

He hadn’t even gotten to his carefully prepared arguments.

After a moment’s hesitation, he shook his head impatiently and said:

“Why should I tell you my name… Just name a price, and I’ll have someone send it to you later!”

Facing Wang Ba’s impatience, She Ye inside the monster’s body grew even more friendly in tone:

“Hehe, indeed, since you’re from inside the realm, there must be many rules…”

“Inside the realm? How did you know… what inside the realm!”

Wang Ba’s face changed suddenly, his gaze carrying a hint of coldness as he looked at the monster.

Even more bizarrely, noticing the change in Wang Ba’s tone, there was suddenly a hint of subtle tension in She Ye’s voice inside the monster:

“Ahem… It was a slip of the tongue, I meant to say, in the household, yes, the household rules… must be many.”

Wang Ba’s expression slightly eased, then he snorted coldly:

“Alright, if you still want to keep me, then go ahead and keep me, at worst, I’ll let my family come over to pick me up. If you’re not keeping me, I’ll just leave.”

Saying so, he directly turned around, facing away from where the monster was.

Seeing this scene, She Ye was silent for a moment, then spoke earnestly to retain him:

“It’s not easy for little brother to come here, why not stay as a guest at my Hundred Ghost Mountain? Our Thousand Soul Soaking Corpse Water at Hundred Ghost Mountain is a unique delicacy from the Sea of Chaos Realm, with an extraordinary taste…”

“Are you going to talk or not? If not, I’ll take it as you not wanting compensation!”

Wang Ba didn’t turn his head, his tone growing more impatient.

“This… Although we came to know each other through conflict, you and I formed a bond. Though the Dao Field is important, it is nothing compared to our relationship…”

As if making a determined decision, She Ye inside the monster’s body resolutely said despite the pain:

“Since we are close friends, no loss is too great against such a bond! Let’s not mention compensation again!”

Wang Ba’s heart jolted, but he didn’t hasten to leave.

He turned around with a smile, looking towards the monster:

“Is that so? Well, my divine beast hasn’t eaten its fill yet…”

The monster’s dull and dim eyes swept over Fanming’s bulging crop, stayed silent for a while, then the voice of She Ye was heard:

“I can make the decision to gift little brother three more Dao Fields!”

Wang Ba smiled and squinted his eyes, turned around, and casually waved his hand:

“Hundred Ghost Mountain’s She Ye, is it? I’ll remember this, but let’s forget about it this time, I’ll come by next time!”

With that said, Fanming flapped his wings, carrying him to fly directly into the depths of the ruins.

The monster watched the departing figures of Wang Ba and Fanming until they could no longer be seen.

A figure with thinning, slightly yellow hair, only half the height of a person, silently crawled out of the monster’s body.

He stood atop the monster, looking down at his own wrinkled body.

Even with a remolded Primordial Spirit, he couldn’t change this ugly appearance.

He raised his head again, looking toward that now-unseeable figure.

He sighed softly.

His eyes carried a touch of complexity and deep envy.

“In the Jade Pot Realm of the Three Realms, young cultivators often go out to temper themselves… They rarely come here, but I happened to meet one this time… As expected from someone from inside the realm, protected by domains, they seem more like a person than us…”

“It’s a pity I couldn’t keep him at Hundred Ghost Mountain a bit longer…”

He sighed again, filled with regret.

Meanwhile,

not too far from here,

a figure, handsome yet exuding an aura of aloofness, held a jade slip-like object in his hand, gazing at the ruins-filled void ahead, slightly frowning:

“Is this… Hundred Ghost Mountain?”