I Have A Dual World Seal-Chapter 725 Suspect

Lu Zheng looked towards Yuan Jing.

Yuan Jing nodded, "As long as it doesn't affect the lives of the people, we won't interfere."

Madam Qin hurriedly nodded, "Alright, I understand, I will make sure the people here will never find out in the future."

Wen Jiong came here for the "Corpse Refining Chapter" and not for Madam Qin, so since Lu Zheng had let her go, he naturally didn't lack a Ghost Princess.

"Since Fellow Daoist Lu doesn't need this ghost..."

"Wait! My lord Ghost King, I—I am willing to serve under your command and die for you!" the ghost quickly said.

When the hope of attaining the peak with the "Seven Obscure Classics Corpse Refining Chapter" arose, he naturally wished to seize it for himself. Now that the cultivation technique was lost and his life was in others' hands, the ghost, fearing death, did not want to just perish and disappear.

Upon hearing this, Wen Jiong sneered coldly, "I am not as brainless as the Valley Corpse King. Your violent and murderous nature invited many enemies for the Valley Corpse King. Though he could protect you, I'm not willing to look for troubles myself."

Before the words fell, he didn't give the ghost a chance to beg for mercy, and two more spell seals smashed into its face.

"Hiss..."

The ghost's iron-like corpse body quickly corroded, soon turning into a pool of thick liquid, even its divine soul dissolved into nothingness.

Yuan Jing couldn't help swallowing, "What formidable spell."

Wen Jiong smiled slightly, "It's just a Netherworld Curse I stumbled upon unintentionally, which let the young Daoist laugh."

"No, no!" Yuan Jing waved repeatedly.

Wen Jiong looked towards Lu Zheng, "I intended to pay a special visit to Fellow Daoist Lu's residence, but since we bumped into each other today, why not make use of this opportunity."

With a flip of his hand, Wen Jiong produced a wooden box.

The wooden box was about one foot square, made from a pure black wood, its surface carved with flowers, grass, and trees unknown to Lu Zheng. Despite the exquisite craftsmanship, it appeared rather eerie.

"Thanks to Fellow Daoist Lu's information, I knew about the Valley Corpse King's death in advance. So before the group of ghosts besieged the Valley King Cave, I reaped the greatest benefits," Wen Jiong said with a laugh, "These are several herbs unique to the Netherworld that can enrich the divine soul. They can be used in medicine or eaten raw, whether for your own use or given to the Peach Blossom Fairy, they can consolidate the Sea of Consciousness and strengthen the divine soul."

After speaking, Wen Jiong gently released the wooden box, which floated to Lu Zheng.

Lu Zheng reached out to catch it, not opening it but instead placing it into the gourd at his waist, cupping his hands to give thanks, "Thank you, Fellow Daoist Wen, then I won't stand on ceremony."

"You're welcome."

Seeing Lu Zheng accept it, Wen Jiong also smiled, "Now that things here are resolved, I shall return to the Netherworld. If Fellow Daoist Lu has matters in the Netherworld, you can meet me at Wu Gou Mountain."

Lu Zheng's eyes moved, "Fellow Daoist Wen, there's one more thing I'd like to ask you about."

"Oh?" Wen Jiong stopped immediately, "Speak, Fellow Daoist Lu."

Before Lu Zheng could speak, Madam Qin quickly said with keen insight, "As it is so cold now, why not discuss inside while I serve tea for you both?"

Lu Zheng raised an eyebrow, his lips curving, "You still have tea here?"

Madam Qin felt guilty, "I... I took some items from the town..."

Lu Zheng smiled and waved his hand, "Forget it, just take less in the future, don't let others discover and report to the Anomaly Suppression Bureau, then no one can save you."

It's just some living supplies; limited for a female ghost to use. Lu Zheng and Yuan Jing wouldn't make an issue of it.

After all, she is a female ghost with not weak Dao Practice; we can't very well force her to work for a living, can we? That's likely to cause more trouble.

"Yes, yes!"

Madam Qin hurriedly nodded, leading the three of them to sit in the main hall where she boiled water and served tea.

"May I ask, Fellow Daoist Wen, near Dingshan County in the Netherworld, is there any Ghost King who knows the Soul Splitting Technique?" Lu Zheng questioned directly.

"The Soul Splitting Technique?" Wen Jiong was taken aback.

Lu Zheng nodded.

"This technique, while rare, is not especially secretive or profound; many Ghost Kings are aware of it, they just don't cultivate it," Wen Jiong said, "For instance, I am familiar with two Soul Splitting Techniques, but the technique has both advantages and disadvantages. It weakens oneself, seemingly safe but actually dangerous, so I haven't cultivated it."

"Is that so... Are there any formidable Ghost Kings who have cultivated this technique?"

Wen Jiong nodded, "Of course there are, indeed. Conducting affairs with a Split Soul Incarnation without having to rely on others or consider life or death is quite convenient. Some Ghost Kings cultivate in seclusion with their main body while their Split Soul Incarnations carry out tasks outside."

"I see, then near Dingshan County, is there any Ghost King with the Soul Splitting Technique who also likes to engage in worldly affairs?"

"Here's the situation." Lu Zheng did not hide anything and told Wen Jiong about Yuan Ye's encounter.

Wen Jiong understood but furrowed his brow.

"Is that so... However, there are quite a few matching Lu Zheng's description...

The main issue is that distance is not a problem for us," Wen Jiong said, "For example, for me, technically, the nearest mortal realm location to Wu Gou Mountain is Xuzhou in Yinan Dao."

Wen Jiong shook his head and apologized, "So as per what Fellow Daoist Lu mentioned, Wen Mou cannot guess which Ghost King it might be."

Lu Zheng nodded and said, "I see, that's alright, I was just asking offhand since he has already returned."

After thinking for a moment, Wen Jiong added, "However, according to your description, I think the Mo Water Ghost of Black Wind River, the Old Ghost Tie of Ten Thousand Flower Stone Peak, and True Monarch Ye Gu of Yuan Yuan Cave are the more likely suspects. They are all thousand-year-old ghosts, ruthless and merciless."

Lu Zheng nodded, not fully convinced by Wen Jiong's words, but it provided a direction for investigation.

"Thank you, Fellow Daoist Wen!"

"You're welcome," Wen Jiong smiled, "But these three are not easy to deal with; if you plan to go, Fellow Daoist Lu, be careful."

"Oh, understood, I won't go," Lu Zheng said.

Wen Jiong blinked, puzzled.

"Since I have suspects, I will report it to the sect and let them handle it," Lu Zheng said with a serious expression.

Wen Jiong was a bit shocked, "The sect? White Cloud Temple?"

"Yes!"

Wen Jiong: (||๐_๐)

Having a powerful backing is great! Is being the Taiqing Lineage of White Cloud Temple so formidable?

Alright, it truly is formidable...

Wen Jiong was speechless. Though Lu Zheng's words were logical, he couldn't shake off a sense of discordance.

But it didn't matter since it wasn't trouble for him.

Wen Jiong picked up his tea cup, took a sip, and then prepared to leave with Lu Zheng.

"Young Master Lu, Daoist Yuan Jing, can I still stay here?" Madam Qin asked cautiously.

Lu Zheng looked at Yuan Jing, who said, "As long as you don't draw attention, it's fine."

"I understand, I will definitely be careful in the future."

...

After Wen Jiong bid farewell and left, Lu Zheng and Yuan Jing returned to the family elder's home in the town, informing them that the haunted house ghost had been driven away, advising them not to wander around the old house, then ascended through the clouds, heading straight for Shaotong Mountain.