I am the Ruler of the Kingdom of Mysterious-Chapter 113 - 93: Xia Chan Saves Her Sister

In the midst of a red mist, a black-clad girl stood with her back turned, bow and arrow slung over her shoulder, her hand clutching the neck of a middle-aged man, lifting him into the air.

That man was Su Liangyuan.

The mist swirled, and the person in Huilan’s hand turned into a decayed corpse, still struggling relentlessly in Huilan’s grip.

The real Su Liangyuan fell to the ground, pallid-faced, scrambling to get up and run away.

The one who was caught was the Evil Spirit he was taming, a madman whose negligence led to the death of his five-year-old son, unwilling to accept that his son was dead, living ’normally’ with his son’s corpse for a long time.

He was eventually discovered and, after killing everyone on the spot, committed suicide, becoming an Evil Spirit.

His obsession was to find his son, always believing his son had run away, seeing everyone as an evil person who kidnapped his son.

When no children were present, he would attack people indiscriminately; if there were children, he would capture the child first, once caught, behaving lovingly yet ignoring Su Liangyuan’s orders.

This Evil Spirit’s actual killing power was not strong; as long as a boy was sacrificed, he could be restrained, but this Evil Spirit possessed a powerful Evil Mist.

The Evil Mist could create illusions indistinguishable from reality, allowing him to teleport within its reach, and unleash the full strength of a father willing to sacrifice everything for his son, to withstand a fatal attack.

This ability was already used up; before Su Liangyuan performed a blood sacrifice with an appropriate boy, his Evil Mist was considered half-crippled.

Su Liangyuan originally thought that once Huilan escaped, she would go to kill those mentioned in the story; afterwards, he just needed to wait for the story to end and he could find the real storyteller.

Dealing with a sickly person, as long as he didn’t give him a chance to write new stories, the issue wouldn’t be too big.

But unexpectedly, the entire story’s direction suddenly changed; Huilan did not go kill people, instead she kept relentlessly pursuing him, showing a determination to not rest until one of them was dead, leaving him no chance to retract that copper mirror.

Su Liangyuan, while being chased, unknowingly ran to the back mountain shrine.

Nowadays, Huilan had turned into a Fierce Ghost, managed to leave the copper mirror by exchanging souls, trapped within a human body, her capabilities somewhat restricted but still reaching Ghost Level, at least Nine Netherworld Fourth Layer.

Nine Netherworld Third Layer and Fourth Layer may seem separated by a fine line, but in reality, it is a chasm between Evil Spirits and Evil Ghosts.

Evil Spirits roaming outside, without special encounters or human intervention, can never step into Ghost Level, and Yin Walkers longing for their Evil Spirits to enter Ghost Level must pay a great price.

Yin Walkers are rare as phoenix feathers; among them, half will die from Evil Spirit backfire, the other half during the ceremonial advancement to Ghost Level.

The truly capable of crossing this chasm are scarce; the Evil Suppression Bureau has relied on generations of accumulation, expending countless effort and endless resources, to nurture the Ten Great Yin Generals.

Su Liangyuan estimated that counting those hidden outside, across the entire Xuan Dynasty, Yin Walking Generals who reached Ghost Level did not exceed twenty.

But this was just about Evil Ghosts tamed by Yin Walking Generals; there were many more wandering Evil Ghosts wreaking havoc in the world. 𝗳𝚛𝗲𝕖𝚠𝚎𝚋𝗻𝗼𝕧𝗲𝐥.𝚌𝚘𝐦

Evil Spirits can be killed, but Evil Ghosts can exist perpetually; no matter how they are suppressed, as long as there is a sliver of opportunity, they will recover.

Confronting beings above Ghost Level, one can only forcibly seal or rely on special items to completely dismember them, downgrade them back to Evil Spirit status before exterminating them one by one.

Su Liangyuan was presently only Nine Netherworld Third Layer, and the Evil Spirit he tamed had not reached Fourth Layer, not daring to confront Huilan head-on.

He dared to come and find the storyteller because that dog Yan Daozi told him that the storyteller’s narratives could interfere to a certain extent with the success rate of the progression of a Yin Walker to Ghost Level; all that’s needed is for everything to be in a rational horror story.

Su Liangyuan did not know what line of connection Yan Daozi had tapped into to obtain so much secret information.

He thought Yan Daozi was considering camaraderie among fellow disciples, little knowing that Yan Daozi was merely using him as an experiment.

Whether it was pretending to tame Evil Spirits method or the storyteller intervening in the success rate for advancing to Ghost Level, as cautious as Yan Daozi was, he would never personally attempt it.

The blood mist quickly caught up, Su Liangyuan quickened his pace, looking ahead.

Amongst the piles of rocks, there stood an ancient well, surrounded by nine dilapidated bridal sedans, as the wind swept the sedan curtains, bride corpses dressed in wedding attire appeared and disappeared.

Around the ancient well grew clusters of pure white bell flowers, emanating a gentle light like moonlight and an intoxicating sweet, wine fragrance.