The similar experience quickly warmed the friendship between the two women. Although the outcomes were different, both of them shot a fierce glare toward Qiao San simultaneously.
After forcefully pouring the hangover remedy down the throats of the two drunken men, Ghost姬 (Gui Ji), ever considerate, said with a smile, “Don’t worry, they’ll be sober in a moment! Hehe… let me take you downstairs to freshen up.”
The gorgeous ghost spirit couldn’t help but giggle softly. Her eyes flickered toward the seductress’s enticing attire. The yang essence had already started to solidify, yet those white marks only stirred even more wild imagination.
The seductress glanced down and her jade-like face flushed red all the way to her neck. Then, the two women exchanged a knowing smile, and all their worries strangely vanished.
Time passed, the scene shifted, and the two men and two women were once again sitting together, fully clothed.
“Hey, Sister Mei, when did you change into this dress? Isn’t this Gui Ji’s outfit?” Qiao San, the unwitting culprit, asked innocently.
The female魅 (Mei) and Gui Ji were at a loss, caught between laughter and frustration. Mei forced herself to stay calm, quickly made up an excuse, and then pretended to be composed as she looked at her husband and Qiao San, saying, “Don’t you remember anything? The two of you were completely drunk just now!”
“No!” Both men thought carefully for a moment, then exclaimed together, “Wow, what kind of wine was that? It was so strong!”
“Drunkards!” Mei softly scolded, finally relieved, yet at the same time, a vague sense of inexplicable disappointment stirred deep within her heart.
“Husband, one jar of this Golden Ginseng Wine can make even immortals and powerful demons drunk for three days. Look how much you and Brother Ying drank! Without the Jade Grass, you two would’ve slept for thousands of years!”
The miraculous powers of the Golden Ginseng and Jade Grass lived up to their reputation. Upon hearing this, Qiao San finally remembered the real purpose of their visit and immediately explained his intentions.
Trying to change the subject, Mei quickly spoke up before Ying Long could, recounting the purpose of their journey. Finally, the bright and clever flower spirit offered a wise suggestion, “How about this, brother? First, refine the immortal herbs into pills, then take Gui Ji back to your Ghost Forest. My husband can hand this empty mountain over to the King of Ten Thousand Demons. That way, we’ll have fulfilled the King’s command.”
“Husband, to refine the Golden Ginseng and Jade Grass, you must use True Samadhi Fire combined with the Xuan Feng Cauldron. Although I obtained a magical treasure in this mountain, my spiritual power is insufficient. If you want to quickly refine the immortal pills, you must personally enter seclusion to refine the pills!”
Qiao San’s eyes flickered with a hint of regret as he glanced between Ying Long and Mei, then he solemnly nodded in agreement.
“Thump!” Mei’s heart tightened again. Instinctively, she clenched her thighs together. Qiao San’s gaze made her wonder inwardly: What was Qiao Brother regretting? Could he remember what happened earlier? Oh no…
Time passed quickly, and Qiao San had already been in the pill-refining chamber for seven days.
On this day, the Tai Xu Cauldron suddenly radiated brilliant light and exuded a fragrant aroma. At the moment of completion, the rogue Qiao San, remembering Gui Ji’s reminder, carefully withdrew the Samadhi Fire while simultaneously using his finger to draw his sword and drip ten drops of his Yang blood into the cauldron.
“Boom!” The cauldron spun in midair and shrank to the size of a palm. Just then, the stone door of the pill chamber was heavily pushed open, and a clearly anxious Mei rushed in.
“Brother Qiao, Gui Ji has been captured by the One-Horned Ghost King, and your Brother Ying has already chased after them!”
“What? Which direction?”
Before Mei could even raise her finger, a violent gust of wind had already swept away. When Mei ran out, she only saw the last flicker of the ancient divine bird’s fiery red silhouette.
The void was torn apart at high speed, and the divine bird’s cry pierced the sky. Qiao San didn’t catch up with the ghost king but encountered the wounded Ying Long. He quickly supported his swaying demonic body and anxiously asked, “Brother, where is Gui Ji?”
“Brother, I couldn’t match that cunning ghost king. He escaped!”
At this moment, Mei and a group of minor demons finally arrived. Qiao San handed Ying Long over to Mei and then chased forward alone, loudly saying, “Sister Mei, protect the immortal herbs and wait for me at Xuan Feng Mountain.”
“Be careful!” Without hesitation, Mei warned, her heart warming. Finally, she couldn’t help but shout toward the now distant speck that was Qiao San, “Brother, we… we’ll wait for you to come back!”
As one of the Four Great Demon Kings of the mortal realm, the One-Horned Ghost King naturally possessed extraordinary magical powers. Although Qiao San had obtained the Two Treasures Sutras and greatly enhanced his spiritual power, he still couldn’t immediately find his opponent’s trail.
At this crucial moment, the anxious rogue always thought of the omnipotent Book Spirit.
“Book Spirit, quickly tell me how to find the One-Horned Ghost King!”
A flash of light appeared, and the quiet, ethereal figure of the Book Spirit gracefully emerged. Feeling Qiao San’s urgency, the Book Spirit, however, responded with a question instead, solemnly asking, “With the Ghost King’s speed, it’s already too late. Do you still want to chase?”
“Yes! Even if I have to chase into Ghost City and turn the old ghost’s lair upside down, I must rescue Gui Ji!” At this moment, the rogue’s face was as firm as stone, his usual playfulness gone, replaced by the rugged masculinity of a determined man.
“Sigh… Alright then!” The veil gently lifted with a sigh as the Book Spirit’s hands began to trace mysterious patterns. Her graceful, well-proportioned figure radiated a hazy glow.
The space of heaven and earth seemed to suddenly contract, and a passage formed from the combined powers of the “Earth Treatise” and the “Ghost Sutra” instantly appeared beneath Qiao San’s feet.
“Quickly chase! If the Ghost King returns to Ghost City, you won’t have the chance to save Gui Ji anymore!”
The Book Spirit vanished into beautiful motes of light, leaving behind only a gentle yet helpless voice filled with complexity and subtlety, “When you have free time, don’t just indulge in fun and games—practice cultivation more. Right now, you’ve only harnessed fifty percent of the sutras’ power.”
The Book Spirit, the mysterious spirit who increasingly enjoyed giving Qiao San advice!
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“Huh? Why haven’t I seen the One-Horned Ghost King yet? Could he possibly fly faster than the ancient divine bird, or did the Book Spirit point me in the wrong direction?”
The immortal phoenix could cover thousands of miles with a single flap of its wings, yet Qiao San had nearly reached Ghost City without spotting the Ghost King. Suspicion arose, and the bold rogue ascended into the sky. His third eye radiated red light like a storm, sweeping across the thousand-mile expanse.
“Hehe…” Qiao San smirked at the corner of his mouth as a strange rat came into view. The rogue instinctively grinned and muttered to himself, “Damn, I’ve never seen such a sneaky rat before.”
A glint of mockery flashed in his eyes. With a casual wave of his arms, Daring San pulled himself together, instantly transforming into a powerful black eagle. His shining talons flashed as he dove toward the rat hiding in the grass below.
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