Chapter 9: Ghost Gate
After a moment, in Li Boyang’s home.
Watching as Big Girl finished off the remaining gruel, then sat beside him with a satisfied expression.
Li Boyang felt even more complex emotions inside.
As a soul from a civilized society, he couldn’t consider this matter as a matter of course.
Driven by these complicated emotions, Li Boyang even withdrew himself from the joy of gaining Extraordinary Power, realizing for the first time that this was a real world.
Perhaps there were indeed gods, spirits, and demon fiends in this world.
But this world also had common folk and the general public.
Thinking in this manner, Li Boyang, feeling the fatigue in his body, closed his eyes again.
The energy spent to unleash the Sword Pill to kill enemies was far more than Li Boyang had imagined.
Then, unnoticed by anyone, wisps of Evil Qi quietly surged from the ground and seeped into Li Boyang’s body.
In his sleep, Li Boyang turned over, and the red fuzz on top of his head ignited once more.
"..."
Noticing this situation, Big Girl curiously reached out to touch Li Boyang’s hair again.
Feeling the warmth spreading from her palm, Big Girl unknowingly fell asleep as well.
This small room once again sank into silence.
Only when Li Boyang occasionally ground his teeth, revealing the four fangs quietly growing, did it show that those Evil Qi were not without effect.
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At the same time, at the Mountain God Temple on Feilai Peak.
When Xiluo finally managed to drag all of Nai Fu’s remains into the back of the temple, thick Earth Evil Qi had already enshrouded nearly half of the rear mountain.
The surrounding grass and vegetation turned withered, and the once fertile soil became a swamp.
Only those species with strong vitality could grow in such harsh conditions.
Fortunately, there was still a deity statue for protection here, which prevented the Earth Evil Qi from spreading.
Otherwise, the area within a hundred miles might have become a desolate land devoid of livestock and rarely seen by humans.
"That’s why these Evil Gods transformed from Evil Qi are so detestable..."
"It’s bad enough they were ill-tempered in life, but they remain troublesome even in death."
Lying weakly before the main hall, Xiluo couldn’t help but complain to her sister’s statue.
"But that kid surprised me, being able to perfectly retain the power of the Sword Pill after reincarnation."
"With the protection of the Sword Pill and his naturally auspicious Life Chart, Nai Fu’s posthumous Evil Qi shouldn’t affect him too much, right?"
At this point, Xiluo paused noticeably.
Leaving aside whether Li Boyang was truly naturally auspicious or a demonic spawn, the innate aggressiveness and corrosiveness of Earth Evil Qi weren’t something ordinary flesh could withstand.
Not to mention, Nai Fu’s Earth Evil Qi was a genuine curse.
In this era, any Divine Power involving curses was basically unsolvable.
"I fed him plenty of Mountain Monster flesh a while back, enduring the corrosion of Evil Qi shouldn’t be an issue."
"Though the curse is a bit of a problem..."
"But at most, it’ll only cause him to manifest some anomalies, which isn’t a big deal!"
"After all, that kid is born with anomalies, so a few more won’t matter!"
Mumbling quietly, Xiluo recalled the child’s head full of red fuzz.
If Xiluo wasn’t mistaken, those not fully grown hairs seemed to have similar properties to the Fire Fur Rat’s fur.
Fire resistance, cold protection, and impervious to knives and swords...
It could be said, that brat was a "Spirit Monster" among humans.
"It’s a pity he’s not as talented as my sister in the end, and it’s uncertain what kind of Divine Power his third eye in the brow will develop."
After complaining to the statue for a long time, the exhausted Xiluo soon fell into a deep sleep.
Whoosh!
Silently, the Valkyrie statue in the main hall emitted a faint glow.
The Civil and Military Sleeve draped on the statue rose into the air, landing perfectly over Xiluo.
The once wide-open doors of the Mountain God Temple also quietly closed in the invisible breeze at this moment.
Creaaaaak...
Accompanied by a nearly inaudible door closing sound, the entire hall once again fell into a tranquil gloom.
Quickly drifting into slumber, Xiluo even began to snore.
In stark contrast to the still bubbling and worsening Evil Qi environment in the rear mountain.
However, unbeknownst to anyone, following Nai Fu’s death and the Earth’s Vein Evil Qi turmoil...
A desolate place, not far from Feilai Peak and shrouded in black smoke, was also undergoing a certain anomaly.
Whoosh!
Eerily chillier than the polar wind, Yin Qi converged, its nearly tangible shadow exposed beneath the sunlight.
As the Yin Qi materialized, an Ox-headed Yin Spirit, towering several stories, appeared out of thin air.
"Evil deeds in the mortal world will eventually be punished; the Netherworld summons souls, I come to claim them."
The fierce Yin wind behind the Ox-headed formed a path leading to the Netherworld.
At the end of this path, stood a massive horizontal gate archway.
From afar, the words "Ghost Gate" were prominently inscribed on the archway.
Evidently, this towering Ox-headed Yin Spirit hailed from the Netherworld of this realm.
"Earthly riches are all in vain, follow me into the ghostly throng after death."
Shouldering a massive pitchfork, the Ox-headed murmured in a deep voice.
Such a voice seemed to possess a magical power, dispersing the perpetual black fog over this area.
Hidden beneath the rolling smoke, a colossal three-footed Tripod Furnace lay tilted on the ground, with most of its body sunken into the earth.
Yet even so, the flames within the Tripod Furnace still blazed unceasingly.
The black smoke shrouding this region was none other than the residual from the Three-footed Tripod Furnace’s fire.
This black smoke not only obscured vision but continuously emitted a dreadful toxicity, leaving almost nothing in its path.
Especially after the Earth’s Vein Evil Qi’s chaos, the flames inside the Tripod Furnace burned even fiercer.
"Is it the Refining Evil Technique again?"
"Who dares to affront the dignity of Netherworld, and repeat the tragedy of Tu Fang Ghost God?"
Finished speaking, the Ox-headed suddenly swung its sharp fork, stepping boldly into the black fog-covered area.
"Aarrr!"
In an instant, the wails of ghosts and wolves emanated from the mist.
And after the ghostly howls, an old man with a weathered face, exuding an aura of chill, manifested like a phantom, blocking the Ox-headed’s path.
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