Chapter 252 - 198: Su Changkong Gets Framed, Myriad Ghosts Pulling Technique Acquired

When Lin Chang’sheng arrived at the Celestial Ghost Sect, he realized there wasn’t a single person on the island.

But there were quite a number of caves.

Plenty of Celestial Ghost Sect disciples stood guard at the cave entrances.

"Tributor, sir!"

The disciples guarding the mountain gate saw Lin Chang’sheng coming and all mistook him for Luo Hao, immediately dropping to one knee in salute.

"Where’s the Sect Leader?"

Lin Chang’sheng asked.

He could sense that Su Changkong was catching up to him from behind.

If the man had come this far just to hunt him down, how could he not prepare a little ’greeting’ for him?

"The Sect Leader is in the inner hall, hasn’t come out!"

The guard replied.

Since Lin Chang’sheng had absorbed Xuan Gu’s memories, he was now quite familiar with the Celestial Ghost Sect.

He then began making his way toward the sect’s inner hall.

The inner hall was situated within a cave at the center of the island.

It was a huge, spacious area.

Usually, all major Celestial Ghost Sect gatherings would take place here.

"Sect Leader, bad news—"

Lin Chang’sheng clutched his chest and rushed into the inner hall.

He saw, up on the steps of the inner hall, a man clad in Black Armor sitting there with his eyes closed, resting and recovering his spirit.

This was none other than the Celestial Ghost Sect’s leader, Jiu Wushang.

"Tributor Luo, what’s happened?"

Jiu Wushang asked in surprise—who could possibly have injured their own Celestial Ghost Sect Tributor?

His aura now felt so weak, barely retaining Late Stage Golden Core magical power?

"It was Su Changkong from Liuyun Sect. He wiped out the Triangle City’s Giant Whale Gang. I went to ask for an explanation, and got beaten by him!"

Lin Chang’sheng spoke up, directly shifting all the blame to Su Changkong.

That was exactly Lin Chang’sheng’s plan—to have Jiu Wushang deal with Su Changkong.

Even if he couldn’t get rid of Su Changkong, at least he’d slow him down.

That way, Su Changkong wouldn’t interfere with his own plans.

"Su Changkong came to the Demon Evil Sea?"

Jiu Wushang’s eyes grew cold. This guy really didn’t put their Demon Evil Sea in his eyes at all.

Coming here all alone, even daring to hurt their people—he must be tired of living.

"That’s right! He even called the Celestial Ghost Sect a bunch of losers who do nothing but hide in the shadows. He accused us of harboring his sect’s disciple Lin Chang’sheng. He said he’s here to demand we hand him over! If we don’t, he’ll wipe out the whole Celestial Ghost Sect!"

Lin Chang’sheng added oil to the fire, spicing up his storytelling.

That really pissed Jiu Wushang off.

This man’s arrogance was off the charts.

"How dare he! If he dares come to the Celestial Ghost Sect, he’ll never walk out alive!"

Jiu Wushang spat, furious.

If Su Changkong dared cause trouble at the Celestial Ghost Sect, let’s see if he’d ever leave in one piece?

If it weren’t for the huge opportunity about to emerge in the Demon Evil Sea,

he’d have already led his men to go massacre the Southern Domain Cultivation Realm—how could he let Su Changkong act so arrogant?

"Lin Chang’sheng! Get out here!"

But just as Jiu Wushang’s words fell, an angry roar came from the skies above the island.

"You’ve got guts! I’ll make sure you don’t leave here alive!"

With those words, Jiu Wushang dashed out of the great hall in a flash. He really wanted to see just how capable this Su Changkong was, coming alone into the Demon Evil Sea.

Lin Chang’sheng watched with a faint smile at the corner of his mouth—exactly the outcome he wanted.

Let them fight outside; he still had more important things to do. He needed to get his hands on the Myriad Ghosts Pulling Technique first.

That technique was essential for refining a Hundred Thousand Soul Banner.

With it, Lin Chang’sheng might even be able to create a Million Soul Banner in the future.

Above the Celestial Ghost Sect’s island—

As Su Changkong’s voice echoed out, all the Celestial Ghost Sect’s powerhouses appeared together.

That included Sect Leader Jiu Wushang, another Nascent Soul Tributor, and several Golden Core Elders.

"Su Changkong, you’ve got a lot of nerve. It’s already generous of us not to go to the Southern Realm and cause trouble for your Liuyun Immortal Sect, but you actually hurt our people!"

Jiu Wushang glared at Su Changkong in anger.

This, however, left Su Changkong a little confused.

When did he ever hurt anyone from the Celestial Ghost Sect?

He had simply traced Lin Chang’sheng’s tracks to this place.

"When did I ever hurt your people? I’m here for one reason only—to find Lin Chang’sheng. If you hand him over, I’ll leave immediately!"

Su Changkong was honestly still trying to make sense of all this.

How had Lin Chang’sheng strutted into the Celestial Ghost Sect without anyone noticing?

Had Lin Chang’sheng already defected to the Celestial Ghost Sect?

"Leave immediately? You think you can still leave? The Demon Evil Sea isn’t a place you stroll into or out of as you please!"

Jiu Wushang’s powerful Middle Stage Nascent Soul magical power was unleashed, black mist spreading from his body.

"Jiu Wushang, I have no wish to fight you. Hand over Lin Chang’sheng!"

Su Changkong demanded again.

If they handed Lin Chang’sheng over, perhaps a bloody battle could be avoided.

But right now, it looked like they had no intention to give Lin Chang’sheng up at all.

"Since when was Lin Chang’sheng in my Celestial Ghost Sect? Cut the act! Prepare to die!"

Jiu Wushang had no interest in wasting words on Su Changkong.

Previously, Lin Chang’sheng had killed two of their Golden Core Elders.

And now Su Changkong had injured their Nascent Soul Tributor.

The feud between the Celestial Ghost Sect and Liuyun Immortal Sect was now irreversible.

So today, it would all end here.

As Jiu Wushang shouted, his surging magical power gathered in both fists, and he punched both forward with crushing force.

Whoo—whoo—whoo—

With Jiu Wushang’s Fist Aura blasting out, dark clouds quickly filled the sky above the sect.

Black fog turned into ten thousand skulls, charging down toward Su Changkong’s position.

As Jiu Wushang attacked, the other Celestial Ghost Sect Tributor pulled out a Spirit Treasure and fired an attack at Su Changkong as well.

...

While fierce battle raged outside—

Lin Chang’sheng had already slipped into Xuan Ting’s former cave residence.

Since Xuan Ting had perished, all his belongings had long since been taken by other elders.

But the Myriad Ghosts Pulling Technique was hidden by Xuan Ting beneath a stone chair.

Having absorbed Xuan Gu’s memories, Lin Chang’sheng naturally knew just where to look.

He came to the stone chair, rotated a spot on the stone platform, and a hidden compartment appeared on the stairs.

Approaching, Lin Chang’sheng saw a black wooden box inside the compartment.

The box was etched with strange runes, ancient and fierce.

Wisps of black mist even drifted upward from it.

Lin Chang’sheng didn’t dare touch it with his bare hands; first, he prodded it with a Spirit Treasure and, finding nothing off, opened the box.

Inside the box lay a silent, black Treasure Manual.

The black mist above the box was seeping from this very manual.

The manual itself radiated a supremely strong, evil aura.

Fwoosh—

Lin Chang’sheng blew a breath, dispersing the black mist, revealing bold characters on the manual’s cover.

"Myriad Ghosts Pulling Technique!"

Seeing the six words on the cover, Lin Chang’sheng couldn’t help but smile.

He’d finally found this treasure.

With it, he could personally refine a Hundred Thousand Soul Banner, even a Million Soul Banner in the future.

Of course, Lin Chang’sheng wasn’t some crazed killer—he’d never harm the innocent.

The souls he collected would only be those of his enemies.

Rumble—rumble—

As soon as Lin Chang’sheng got hold of the Myriad Ghosts Pulling Technique—

The explosions in the sky only got fiercer.

Clearly, Su Changkong and Jiu Wushang were locked in an all-out fight.