Chapter 807: Chapter 270: Deputy City Lord Ning Zhuo
“Such an exaggerated progress!” Even Ning Zhuo himself was secretly amazed at the speed of his soul cultivation.
“I previously consumed a large amount of spirit food for ten consecutive days, which only brought me to the Thousand Soul stage.”
“Now, using the Four Treasures in just two rounds, I’ve skyrocketed to the Ten Thousand Soul stage!”
This pace of cultivation defies logic, but upon careful consideration, it makes sense.
The spirit food Ning Zhuo previously consumed was all Foundation Establishment Level. The Four Treasures he uses now are each at the Nascent Soul Level!
Foundation Establishment, Golden Core, Nascent Soul—this is the normal sequence.
Now, Ning Zhuo has directly skipped the Golden Core Level, using Nascent Soul Level resources on himself, yet he is merely at the Foundation Establishment Stage.
This is undoubtedly a case of using large resources for small purposes and quite extravagant.
Placed within a super sect, it’s extremely rare. Like an Inner Sect Disciple consuming resources meant for a True Disciple or even a Sect Elder.
While Ning Zhuo continues his soul cultivation, he also keeps an eye on the external world.
After the defeat of six Golden Core Ghost Generals, no one dared to invade this place again. The ghosts that had wreaked havoc in the city were gradually exterminated due to Wen Ruanyu’s efforts.
Through the Life Hanging Thread, Ning Zhuo observed Sun Lingtong’s environment and monitored the situation from the battlefield outside the city.
“The defense of the Immortal City is indeed robust!” Ning Zhuo’s sentiment was in agreement with Sun Lingtong’s.
The Yin Army dispatched by Wangchuan Netherworld was absolutely elite, yet despite laying siege to the Immortal City for a long time, they suffered losses without any significant success.
Soon, the military flag waved, signaling retreat.
The Yin Army slowly withdrew, voluntarily ending the siege.
They paid the price of thirty percent of their forces and only managed to scrape off a few layers of talisman paper from the city’s walls.
They retreated in an orderly manner, with several Golden Core Ghost Generals personally overseeing the withdrawal.
Sun Lingtong mingled among them, moving in concert with their actions.
This Yin Army did not retreat directly to the Netherworld but instead set up camp in the wasteland ten miles away from White Paper Immortal City.
Since a full assault failed and the chaos within the city was gradually subsiding, the main general of the Yin Army had no choice but to retreat, secretly hoping the City Guard Army of White Paper Immortal City would engage in field battle.
Field battle?
They would never go!
Tie Guzheng understood well that their City Guard Army could not utilize military arts, whereas the opposing force was an authentic army. If they were to engage in a field battle, away from the formidable terrain of White Paper Immortal City, the City Guard Army would hardly stand a chance even if the opponent took just a couple of bites.
Wen Ruanyu returned to the Paperman Giant Statue.
He slowly put away his self-portrait, enviously watching Ning Zhuo’s soul cultivation.
The Four Great Soul Cultivation Treasures, all at the Nascent Soul Level, have never been simultaneously possessed by Wen Ruanyu despite his long stay in White Paper Immortal City.
“The Chilled Bone Moon Dew Wine incorporates methods of soul cultivation and Confucian cultivation, capturing the qi of the Nine Netherworlds, condensing the essence of moonlight, and is brewed using spirit grain and immortal fruit aged over a hundred years as the base.”
“The Nine Springs Resting Incense was crafted by Sang Le Youling, who primarily cultivated Nine Springs Sound Art, a unique ability she had the skill to create. With her death, it became a lost art.”
“The Hungry Ghost Retribution Cauldron was a grand gift from the Soul Devouring Sect to the City Lord, meticulously crafted, inspired by the Soul Devouring Technique without leaking any sect-treasured cultivation technique, demonstrating great ingenuity.”
“The rarest of all is the ‘Underworld Penal Code.’ This is a national treasure of the Netherworld Underworld, and it’s unknown how the City Lord obtained it from a previous ruler.”
Seeing Wen Ruanyu return, Ning Zhuo gradually ceased his cultivation.
With a slight smile, Wen Ruanyu first congratulated Ning Zhuo on his great achievement, for which the White Paper City Lord had bestowed a significant reward.
Curious, Ning Zhuo inquired about the reward.
Wen Ruanyu, bearing a complex expression, took out a seal and handed it to Ning Zhuo: “Jiao Ma, from this moment forth, you are the Deputy City Lord of our White Paper Immortal City.”
Even though Ning Zhuo had many speculations, he was still astonished at such a reward.
He was aware that White Paper Immortal City rarely appointed a Deputy City Lord; it traditionally had only one leader, the City Lord himself.
Unexpectedly, the White Paper City Lord was so generous as to directly hand over the Deputy City Lord’s seal to Ning Zhuo.
“Does the White Paper City Lord trust me so much?”
“Or are they certain I am the savior in this crisis? This is an overly courteous treatment for me.”
“Perhaps she is confident in the methods she has planted on me?”
The White Paper City Lord placed a talisman on each of the three dantian within Ning Zhuo.
Sun Lingtong once suggested attempting to steal them for Ning Zhuo. However, Ning Zhuo changed his decision to leave after learning about his mother’s past with White Paper Immortal City.
In such a situation, these three talismans cannot be recklessly removed.
In some ways, this serves as a foundation of trust between Ning Zhuo and the White Paper City Lord. Removing them would be inappropriate.
Now is not the time to remove these talismans!
Ning Zhuo thought for a moment and accepted the Deputy City Lord’s seal, while simultaneously refining it and asking Wen Ruanyu about the fate of the Silent Ghost General.
Wen Ruanyu responded that the five captured Golden Core Ghost Generals were imprisoned for interrogation.
“Speaking of which, there’s someone you should meet,” Wen Ruanyu recalled something and took out a token.
He shook the token.
In the next moment, a ghost flew out from the token.
This ghost quickly solidified into a slender figure with three mouths on his face—the old acquaintance, the Chattering Ghost General.
Unlike before, the Chattering Ghost General was now clad in paper armor, and his skin bore many white inscriptions. These characters were tiny but interconnected, forming chain-like patterns draping over the Ghost General’s entire body.