“Fanren, you just said you wanted to ‘transfer’ me to your Taoist temple. That was your master’s request, not yours.”
"What I desire is your blood and your soul. So now you can make one request of me."
He sat casually on the lotus platform, his serious demeanor reminiscent of Aladdin's lamp.
"Tell me, what do you want me to do for you?"
"There's no rush," Yu Tang replied with a smile.
I'll tell you when I've thought it through.
Chapter 5
The villain is resurrected for the ninth time (05)
After the two reached an agreement, they turned their attention back to the ghosts.
Qin Junyang seemed to find them an eyesore and waved his hand, saying, "Choose one: go to the underworld or have your soul scattered right now."
The ghosts cried out almost immediately, "The underworld!"
They even knelt on the ground, well-trained, to thank Qin Junyang for sparing their lives.
Qin Junyang slashed open the space with his finger, and the ghosts tumbled and crawled inside.
However, they disappeared from their sight in a short while.
Yu Tang then realized that Qin Junyang from a thousand years ago was far more powerful than he was a thousand years later.
And he doesn't seem to have any bad intentions. Apart from having a bit of strange taste and being somewhat narcissistic, he's quite easy to talk to.
After releasing the ghosts, only Yu Tang and Qin Junyang remained at the bottom of the abyss.
Yu Tang carried an oil lamp, its warm yellow light illuminating the faces and hems of their clothes.
Qin Junyang handed him his hand.
Yu Tang instinctively reached out and grasped it.
Qin Junyang nodded in satisfaction before gently stepping down from the lotus platform.
His long, magnificent, dark gold robes, layered upon layered, were straightened along with his long, ink-black hair as he stood up, then draped smoothly over his shoulders and down his back.
He was as dignified as a young nobleman raised in a wealthy family.
Yu Tang thought of a question and asked him, "Actually, I'm a little curious, why are you willing to stay in the Dark Abyss for so many years without coming out?"
Qin Junyang looked up at him, his aura imposing, his eyes filled with disdain for mortals, yet he uttered a sentence that left Yu Tang stunned.
"Because we can't get out."
"You can't get out? Then why did you negotiate so many conditions with me just now?"
"You're so stupid..." Qin Junyang looked at him like he was an idiot: "The fact that you were able to get in means you broke the formation. With you here, do I need to worry about not being able to get out?"
Yu Tang was silent for two seconds, and surprisingly, he felt that what Qin Junyang said made a lot of sense.
But... why doesn't he remember passing through the formation?
Moreover, how could a charlatan like him break the formation without lifting a finger?
There are just too many unanswered questions in this world.
“Let’s go, mortal.” Qin Junyang raised his chin, gesturing to Yu Tang: “Take me back up the same way you came down.”
“My name is Yu Tang,” Yu Tang corrected his form of address.
Qin Junyang pretended not to hear.
Yu Tang didn't care. He took out his longsword, infused it with spiritual energy, and the sword grew larger. He then stepped on it.
"I came down on my sword. If you don't mind, you can come up."
Qin Junyang looked at the longsword he had called a broken sword and wrinkled his nose.
But he still reached out to Yu Tang, and only after Yu Tang grasped his hand did he step forward and stand firmly.
"Let's go, Yutang."
Yu Tang paused slightly, a smile spreading across his lips.
He spurred his longsword upwards, glancing at his surroundings along the way. He noticed that just as he was leaving with Qin Junyang, a circular magic circle flashed beneath the lotus platform, then vanished before he could see it clearly.
Moreover, that aura made him somewhat uncomfortable.
He asked Qin Junyang, "Can you conceal our figures so that we won't be discovered by the people on the cliff edge?"
"Can……"
The two flew out of the dark abyss, and as expected, no one around them saw them.
Yu Tang did not rush to leave. Instead, he stood above Qin Junyang with his fingers to his lips, about to bite through the painted array to temporarily block the entrance to the Dark Abyss and prevent ordinary people from going to their deaths.
A jade-white hand reached out from the side and stopped him.
"Waste..." Qin Junyang guessed his intention, snorted through his nostrils, and was very dissatisfied.
With a wave of his other hand, an invisible protective shield rose above the dark abyss, making it difficult for anyone else to descend even half a step.
He stared at Yu Tang's hand and said, "Your blood is mine; you cannot use it without permission unless absolutely necessary."
"From now on, supply me once every seven days, and for any other purpose, you must obtain my consent."
"Nod if you understand. Otherwise, I won't go to your dilapidated Taoist temple with you."
Chapter 6
The villain is resurrected for the ninth time (06)
Yu Tang suppressed a laugh.
Before we even saw the Taoist temple, it had already become a dilapidated Taoist temple.
If Chi Yu's master heard this, wouldn't he be furious?
“Okay, whatever you say.” Yu Tang put down his hand and continued to urge the longsword to fly in the direction they came from: “I’ve been flying here for two days. If you feel tired, you can tell me and we can stop and rest.”
"I am the most powerful ghost in the world, how could I possibly get tired?" Qin Junyang played with Yu Tang's clothes and said, "Don't compare me to you mortals."
After he finished speaking, he suddenly frowned and looked down at the dilapidated city and the wandering refugees at their feet.
"There's too much resentment."
"A sign that the world is about to collapse."
"The spiritual energy is also much depleted... and there's still an array?"
Qin Junyang's soft mutterings caught Yu Tang's attention.
He asked, "What formation?"
Qin Junyang released his divine sense, pondered for a while, and said, "Some people use the world as a chessboard, set up formations to steal the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, resulting in years of natural disasters, wars, famines, and people suffering."
"Who could possibly have such great abilities?" Yu Tang was shocked by Qin Junyang's words.
After all, all he knew was the rigid script and the background was a chaotic world, but he never expected that the root of the war was actually here.
“Maybe it’s not people.” Qin Junyang suddenly sneered and pointed to the sky: “It’s those old guys.”
Upon hearing this, Yu Tang's heart skipped a beat, and he asked, "Is there a way to break this?"
“Yes…” Qin Junyang met his gaze, and then smiled as he faced Yu Tang’s expectant look.
"But why should I tell you?"
Seeing Yu Tang's expression quickly turn dejected, Qin Junyang felt a surge of satisfaction and said, "I'm hungry, I want to eat."
"Take me out to eat."
He pointed to a restaurant downstairs: "Let's go there."
He smelled the fragrance.
Yu Tang had no choice but to take him downstairs. When they arrived at the restaurant, Qin Junyang snatched the menu as soon as he got it.
"Roast goose, stewed chicken, roast rabbit, jade fish, and yin-yang soup..."
Qin Junyang was dressed in fine clothes and had a pleasant voice. Even when he was reciting the names of the dishes, he had a noble air about him, which made Yu Tang, who was sitting opposite him staring tremblingly at the few coins in his purse, look even more stingy.
Even a hero can be brought down by a penny; sweat beaded on Yu Tang's forehead.
He was already engaged in a fierce internal struggle.
He even considered whether to escape on his sword after finishing this meal.
"Lord Ghost!" Yu Tang whispered to him, "Aren't you a ghost? Eating human food won't do you any good!"
"I just want to eat." Qin Junyang told the waiter to write down all the dishes, propped his head up with his hand, and habitually threatened Yu Tang: "If you don't give me any, I won't go with you."
He had already realized that the phrase "I won't go with you" was a constraint on Yu Tang. So whenever Yu Tang expressed opposition to him, he would use this phrase to shut Yu Tang up.
This method proved to be very effective.
Yu Tang immediately fell silent.
The dishes were served, a full twenty-odd plates.
The people eating around them were stunned.
After all, this city was considered prosperous in this chaotic world.
But very few people can afford to eat so many dishes.
Qin Junyang elegantly picked up his chopsticks, but his movements were somewhat childish as he poked the roast goose whose neck was twisted and contorted in a crooked manner, and commented, "It's both pitiful and ugly."
"But it smells very nice."
As he spoke, he took the first bite.
Then my eyes lit up and I couldn't stop.
The speed at which he used chopsticks was so fast that afterimages appeared, leaving Yu Tang on the other side dumbfounded.
It took him less than twenty minutes to finish all twenty-odd dishes.