Chapter 187: Let Your Master Test You
âPhew... Finally got that big shot out of here.â
Huang Gubei let out a long breath, slumping hard against the couchâonly to shiver as he realized his clothes were drenched in cold sweat.
The pressure was unbearable, like being strangled by a massive python.
His office had hosted two General-rank Demon Slayers before, both with fiery tempers who exploded at the slightest provocation. But even those two combined didnât put him under as much pressure as a single hair from Governor Chen.
Just what the hell had this guy gone through in that ruin?
Before he entered, he was like a razor-sharp blade.
But after coming out... he was like a bloodstained sword pulled from a pile of battlefield corpses.
âMiss Lin, do you think Governor Chen was telling the truth? That there really is some ancient monster behind the Bone Porcelain Girls?â
âItâs possible,â Lin Chen mused, recalling the demonic claw she had seen reaching out from the void. Maybe that claw belonged to the monster Chen Huaiâan mentioned. But if that were the case, why had the claw killed the Bone Porcelain Girl instead of protecting her?
Then again, there was no real rule among sinister entities that said they wouldnât kill their own.
She glanced at Huang Gubei and said indifferently, âMaybe the sinister entity we encountered at the Ghost Market was the one Chen Huaiâan mentioned... Either way, weâll know after midnight tonight. Whether heâs bluffing or telling the truth, he has to show results. So be prepared.â
âYouâre right... After all, this Governor Chen... heâs ridiculously strong...â
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Deep underground in the stone cavern beneath Jinde Ancient Town, a towering white porcelain statue of a Bodhisattva loomed.
Ordinarily, a Bodhisattva should have a kind and compassionate faceâbut this one was anything but.
Her expression was sinister, her head adorned with a draping crown, her robes stained blood-red. Her sleeves were embroidered with wandering ghosts, and instead of standing on a lotus pedestal, she stood atop a pile of bones forged from white porcelain.
Suddenly, blood seeped from the statueâs eyes, her face twisting into a ghastly grimace as a shrill voice echoed through the cavern:
âItâs only been ten years since the revival of Spiritual Qi... and cultivators are already this strong?! This isnât how it should be... Something is definitely wrong here...â
The Bone Porcelain Mother recalled that lunaticâs deranged expressionâ
That lunatic... had been cultivating demonic arts?
If it wasnât the method of Di Jiang, then was there a new Dao lineage emerging?
Why didnât she know about it?!
And if he was a demonic cultivator, shouldnât they be on the same side?
Wasnât there a rule set by those ancient beings that demonic cultivators and sinister entities werenât to fight each other during the early stages of Spiritual Qiâs revival?
Did that lunatic not fear the consequences of breaking those rules?
She pondered for a long time but couldnât make sense of it. This situation was unlike anything she had ever encountered. But no matter what, since she was here, she had to focus on recovering her strength as soon as possible.
âIâll recover first. The cultivators of this era know so few techniquesâthey wonât be able to find my hiding place...â
Despite her confidence, she wasted no time.
Closing her eyes, she formed a series of hand seals.
To recover quickly, she had to switch from her ghostly form to her stone form, which would allow her to better absorb sinister energy.
However, the stone form was more fragile and required protection.
A crimson glow filled the cavern as the sound of countless porcelain shards rustled in the shadows.
Dense ranks of Bone Porcelain Girls stepped forward, each carrying a blood-colored porcelain jar.
Raising the jars high, they poured the dark liquid onto the pile of bones beneath the Bone Porcelain Motherâs feet. Then, one by one, they shattered into porcelain fragments, merging into the bone pedestal.
As the ritual continued, the Bone Porcelain Motherâs aura surged at an alarming rate.
During the Mingde era, a county magistrate, desperate to save his critically ill son, performed a blood sacrifice of young girls to forge Blood Bone Porcelain. He then presented it to the Earth Fiend Ghost Mother.
For three years, countless lives were sacrificed.
The Earth Fiend Ghost Mother used the Blood Bone Porcelain to construct her ghostly Buddha body.
But in the end, she didnât save the magistrateâs son.
Instead, she created a blood porcelain jar and disguised it as his child.
After all, she was a ghost cultivator...
She knew how to kill, not how to save.
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âGovernor Chen... Is there really an even stronger sinister entity behind the Bone Porcelain Girls?â
Inside the SUV, Xiang Xiaoyuan, who had turned back to glance at him four or five times, finally asked outright.
âYeah. They donât believe me... and you guys donât believe me either?â Chen Huaiâan rolled his eyes and pulled out his phone.
âBut, Governor... the drones didnât detect any sinister energy.â
âThat detection system of yours is obsolete,â Chen Huaiâan scoffed.
He had been in there fighting and wreaking havoc for so long, and they were telling him there was no sinister presence detected?
Then what the hell had he been killing?
Air?
âGovernor, if there really is such a powerful sinister entity, maybe we shouldnât go at midnight. Thatâs when Yin energy is at its peak. Wouldnât it be safer to go at noon instead?â
Zhao Ying, who was driving, frowned slightly and turned her head a bit.
She trusted Chen Huaiâanâs words.
After all, his eyes were clear yet utterly foolishâlike a college kid incapable of lying.
âItâs fine. Midnight is exactly when I want to go.â
Chen Huaiâan opened his Virtual Girlfriend game.
There was no way to explain the real reason to Xiang Xiaoyuan and Zhao Ying.
The whole point was to strike when the Yin energy was strongest.
For one, it would help him pinpoint the targetâs location.
For another... he was worried about killing the damn thing again.
This time, he needed to capture it alive.
Anyone who had played PokĂ©mon or Seer Hero knewâif you didnât have a skill that left an enemy at one HP, the best bet was to fight something with high defense and a thick health bar.
To him, this wasnât just about cultivation materials...
It was about money!
âGovernor...â
Zhao Ying and Xiang Xiaoyuan still wanted to persuade him, but Chen Huaiâan was already done listening.
He impatiently put on his headphones, pulled up the partition between the front and back seats, curled up in his chair, and said, âAlright, do whatever you want. Iâm playing my game.â
Switching the backseat to silent mode, he blocked out their voices.
His eyes fell on Li Qingran, who was lying sideways on a bamboo bed inside the game, sound asleep.
A memory surfaced in his mindâLi Qingran demonstrating the meridian flow of the
Chongxu Spirit Sight
technique for him.
Licking his lips, he grinned wickedly.
She was asleep...
That meant her reflexes would be dull, right?
He reached out and poked Li Qingranâs slender, soft waist.
âQingran, wake up... Let your master test you~â
Feeling the soft flesh sink slightly under his fingertip, Chen Huaiâan could already imagine how springy it must be.
âToo bad this is all just theory... If only I could actually touch...â
Just then, a notification popped up.
[Congratulations! Your affinity with your Virtual Girlfriend has reached â„30! You have been awarded a âTrue Immersionâ experience!]
[Keep increasing your affinity to unlock more features!]
[Reward: A one-time-use âTrue Immersionâ glove has been delivered!]
...What the hell?!
Chen Huaiâan froze.
Before he could even process the meaning of the notification...
A pair of pink gloves materialized on the seat next to him.
âTrue Immersion?â
Picking up the gloves, he stared at them blankly.
Muttering to himself, he asked...
âWhat... does âTrue Immersionâ mean?â
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