The Extraordinary Urban God of Medicine-Chapter 897 - Monk Ghost King
Chapter 897: Chapter 897: Monk Ghost King
Chapter 897: Chapter 897: Monk Ghost King
Within the layers of dense ghostly aura, like the mournful winds and piteous rain, the contour of a human figure gradually emerged, eventually coalescing into a ghostly form.
It was a woman dressed in Qing Dynasty clothing, her hair disheveled, her face as pale as if it were powdered, and her sinister ghostly eyes were filled with spite and hatred, radiating a twisted aura. From her gaping mouth dripped strings of black, viscous liquid.
“Heeheehee~~ Heeheehee~~~” The ghost cackled coldly, her clothes taking on a dark purple hue. Just as Huang Xiaolong had suspected, this entity was indeed a top-tier purple-robed fierce ghost, its malevolence reaching the skies, with a tendency to evolve toward being a ghastly king.
“You!” At that moment, Feng Hanyan was a mix of anger, shame, and grievance!
She had been duped!
Deceived by a female ghost!
She had been used as a pawn!
As it turned out, the cunning Qing Dynasty female ghost that had appeared in Feng Hanyan’s dreams had fabricated everything. The stories of the perverted hotel owner were all lies. It simply wanted to use Feng Hanyan to destroy the talismans and Buddha Beads Magic Artifact that sealed its corpse, to release its Yin spirit.
“You lied to me! You actually lied to me!” Immense guilt enveloped Feng Hanyan.
The middle-aged man in traditional attire, with an expression of resigned bravery, leapt up, brandishing a Peach Wood Sword in one hand and clutching several yellow talismans in the other, bellowing, “Enough, fierce ghosts are naturally deceitful, not to mention a fierce ghost of the Qing Dynasty… Hurry and leave! Let me hold it off!”
After speaking, the middle-aged man in traditional attire silently chanted a mantra. The talismans in his hand spontaneously ignited, and with a slash of the Peach Wood Sword, a stream of fire stabbed directly at the Qing Dynasty female ghost hanging in the air.
“Heeheehee~~ You pesky Taoist! I’ve wanted to kill you ever since you were in charge of watching my corpse!” The Qing Dynasty female ghost sneered viciously, waving her hand and effortlessly extinguishing the flames produced by the man with a surge of Yin energy.
“Hurry and leave! Do you all want to die here?” The man in traditional attire yelled at Huang Xiaolong, then prepared to bite the tip of his tongue to fight desperately with his heart’s blood!
“Young master, this female ghost is too arrogant. Let me handle her,” Qingqing murmured, biting her lip.
However, Huang Xiaolong simply smiled leisurely. “So you’re the fiercest ghost in Fozhou City? Heh, not even a ghost king and yet daring to run amok? That’s hilariously absurd.”
Feng Hanyan suddenly said to Huang Xiaolong with tears in her eyes, “Little Long, I didn’t expect things to turn out like this…”
“It’s alright. I had known all along that you were being deceived by this female ghost, I just never called it out. And even if you hadn’t torn those sealing talismans, I would have taken action anyway,” Huang Xiaolong chuckled.
“Huh?” Feng Hanyan was stunned.
“How else am I to kill her if I don’t release her?” Huang Xiaolong explained.
Pausing for a moment, Huang Xiaolong teased the Qing Dynasty female ghost. “Since you claim to be the most malicious ghost in Fozhou City, I’ll give you a chance. Control the Yin spirits of Fozhou City and make them behave; if you do this, I might spare your ghost life and not scatter your soul.”
“Gigglegiggle~~ Gigglegiggle~~~~ Young man, you sure know how to joke!” The Qing Dynasty female ghost laughed furiously. “It seems you still don’t understand the situation! Fine! I’ll kill you first!”
No sooner had her words fallen than the Qing Dynasty female ghost suddenly opened her mouth and sprayed a breath of ghostly air at Huang Xiaolong!
This ghostly breath was the size of a water jar, forming the ghastly shape of a skull, and its mouth kept opening and closing as if chewing on something. From the skull’s mouth emanated a fishy and piercingly noxious gas! One could only imagine that even a slight touch from this skull would dissolve a person into a puddle of pus.
“Be careful!” Even though the man in traditional attire was not lacking in Taoist skills, facing this top-tier purple-robed fierce ghost almost completely shattered his fighting spirit. He had wanted to give it his all in the end, but now he felt frustratingly outmatched.
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Huang Xiaolong’s expression remained undisturbed. With a casual wave of his hand, a streak of golden light shot out and obliterated the ghostly skull charging towards him.
“Ah?! Such powerful Taoist skills?” The middle-aged man in traditional attire was so shocked his eyes nearly popped out.
“Hmph! I didn’t expect there to be a master here!” The Qing Dynasty female ghost was taken aback, but she quickly grimaced and said, “Fine, take a look at my Magic Artifact!”
As she finished speaking, the female ghost tossed something into the air, revealing a pitch-black banner. The banner was covered with dense, mysterious characters, and the faces of countless ferocious spirits barely visible within it, emitting a high-pitched wailing like the chants of monks, sounding incessantly, making one’s scalp tingle with dread!
With just a flicker of the banner, the hotel area was filled with chilling gusts of wind.
“Gigglegiggle~~~ This is my ‘Thousand Souls Banner’, forged from the extraction of a full 1,000 living souls. Not even a typical ghost king would dare underestimate this Magic Artifact of mine! Gigglegiggle~~ Back when those monks and Taoists tried to seal me, hehe, it was this ‘Thousand Souls Banner’ that led to the deaths of quite a few of them… Little Taoist, once you’re dead, I’ll extract your living soul too and refine it into this banner… Wouldn’t that be delightful?” The Qing Dynasty female ghost was brimming with pride.
As she spoke, swirling clouds of black mist and ghostly aura began to surge from the Thousand Souls Banner, with the roars of fierce ghosts erupting forth. In no time, countless ghostly hands formed from the Qi reached out to grab Huang Xiaolong, as if they were about to wrestle his soul out and merge it into the banner.
“Thousand Ghosts, heed my command! Extract this man’s living soul for me; disobey, and face obliteration!”
In the blink of an eye, the mass of ghostly hands, like a spider’s web, ensnared Huang Xiaolong.
Huang Xiaolong remained motionless, a smile on his face.
Qingqing and Feng Hanyan were initially shocked, but they quickly calmed down.
They knew very well who Huang Xiaolong was. Not to mention a top-tier Purple-robed Ferocious Ghost, even if a Ghost King came, it wouldn’t be a match for a flick of Huang Xiaolong’s finger.
The reason Huang Xiaolong remained still was likely due to some other scheme he had in mind.
The middle-aged man in the Tang suit, however, had no idea what was happening, and shouted with a trembling voice, “Fellow Daoist! Be careful!”
In the blink of an eye, a phantom shadow emerged directly from the top of Huang Xiaolong’s head.
This phantom had the shape of a human, glimmering with golden light, in the figure and appearance of Huang Xiaolong.
Well, there you go!
Huang Xiaolong’s soul had actually been captured.
The next second, those black hands clutched tightly onto Huang Xiaolong’s soul, dragging it straight towards the Thousand Souls Banner.
“Uh… the young master is doing this on purpose, right?” Qingqing said somewhat speechlessly. “What exactly is the young master playing at?”
Soon, Huang Xiaolong’s soul arrived at a place filled with chilling winds.
This place was pitch-dark, but some formations were flickering with faint light, resembling phosphorescent flames in a graveyard, which was terrifying to behold.
“Oh, so this is the interior of the Thousand Souls Banner?” Huang Xiaolong’s soul let out a mocking laugh.
Just then…
“Ah~ I died so miserably… I died so miserably.”
“I really didn’t want to die… I was only eighteen when I died, I don’t want to die… wuuu wuuu~~~”
“Give me your life!”
…
Among the whistling cold winds, wails of ferocious ghosts could be heard.
Around Huang Xiaolong, pairs of blood-drenched ghost eyes lit up.
One by one, the ghostly forms of ferocious ghosts gradually revealed themselves. There were hanged ghosts, seductive ghosts, strangled ghosts, burnt ghosts, scalded ghosts…
A total of a thousand ferocious ghosts.
“Since you’ve come in, don’t even think about leaving. Become one of us!” an old ghost dressed in the attire of a landlord from the Republic of China period said to Huang Xiaolong with a sinister laugh.
“Well… all you little ghosts, now, all of you bow down to me!!!” Huang Xiaolong laughed, and immediately, a terrifying pressure emanated from his soul!
This pressure felt like the end of the world to the ferocious ghosts closing in from all sides.
Their ghostly bodies vibrated, almost shattering on the spot.
“Ah~~ Spare us, lord~ Spare us, lord…”
All the ferocious ghosts knelt down before Huang Xiaolong, begging with trembling voices.
“Just a piece of junk like this and you call it a Magic Artifact? It’s laughable enough to make me lose my teeth.” Huang Xiaolong sneered, then squeezed out a drop of blood and threw it into the main formation of the Thousand Souls Banner.
Boom~~~!!!!
Instantly, the ownership of the Thousand Souls Banner changed, and it became Huang Xiaolong’s possession.
At this time, the Qing Dynasty female ghost was still laughing non-stop, her laughter filled with mockery and triumph. “How about that, opposing this lady doesn’t end well, does it? I have captured that little Taoist’s living soul. With just a little more refining, the resentment and power of this lady’s Thousand Souls Banner will advance further… Hehehe~~~~”
At that moment!
Boom~~~!!!!
From within the Mystic Banner, a dense mass of ghostly hands burst forth, grabbing the Qing Dynasty female ghost relentlessly.
“Ah~~! What is this! Why is it backfiring! What’s going on!” Caught off guard, the Qing Dynasty female ghost let out a panicked and incredulous shriek.
After all, she had painstakingly cultivated this Mystic Banner for over a hundred years; it was a magic artifact that she was completely attuned to. Why was it suddenly turning against her?
“No~~~~~~!” The spirit body of the Qing Dynasty female ghost was quickly pulled into the Mystic Banner.
Inside the Mystic Banner.
Under the oppressive aura of Huang Xiaolong, the ghostly power of the Qing Dynasty female ghost seemed to have been imprisoned.
The vengeful spirits within the Mystic Banner stared at the Qing Dynasty female ghost with hatred grinding their teeth.
“It’s you! It was you! You extracted our living souls to craft this thing! It was you! You deserve to die a horrendous death!”
The vengeful spirits cursed.
Previously, the vengeful spirits inside the Mystic Banner were too intimidated by the Qing Dynasty female ghost’s power to resist, but now that the Mystic Banner had a new master, they had no more reasons to hold back, and they wanted nothing more than to leap at her and bite her to death.
“You… you… you’re too cunning! You deliberately let your soul leave your body, allowing your spirit to enter my Mystic Banner… To take control of my magic artifact… you… you’re too cunning!” The Qing Dynasty female ghost glared fiercely at Huang Xiaolong.
“Enough with the fucking nonsense. Submit. Or else, your soul will be scattered.” Huang Xiaolong’s eyes narrowed slightly.
“You want me to submit? In your dreams! You despicable little Taoist!” The teeth of the Qing Dynasty female ghost clicked together angrily.
“Idiot…” Huang Xiaolong waved his hand dismissively.
The next second—
Whoosh whoosh whoosh~~~whoosh whoosh whoosh~~~~
One by one, the vengeful spirits shot through the spirit body of the Qing Dynasty female ghost like arrows, leaving trails of ghostly blood.
The spirit body of the Qing Dynasty female ghost was bitten into a ragged mess, with each of the bloodthirsty vengeful spirits holding a small piece of flesh they had torn from her in their mouths.
“Ah~~ no! My lord! I submit! I submit! Please stop! I submit!” The Qing Dynasty female ghost screamed miserably, completely subdued; she had not anticipated this little Taoist to be so decisively ruthless.
“Heh~~” Huang Xiaolong drew several symbols in mid-air with his hands and embedded them into the ghostly body of the Qing Dynasty female ghost.
Hence, the Qing Dynasty female ghost was bound to remain inside the Mystic Banner, becoming the leader of the vengeful spirits within it. Unless Huang Xiaolong released her, she could not leave.
Huang Xiaolong had effectively sacrificed the Qing Dynasty female ghost into the Mystic Banner, thereby increasing the banner’s power and malevolence several times over.
“If it weren’t for the slight usefulness you possess, I would have shattered you long ago.” Huang Xiaolong said with a mocking laugh.
“Since you’re the most sinister ghost in Fozhou City, now, go stabilize the situation there.” Huang Xiaolong smiled.
“My lord! It wasn’t me! I’m not the most sinister vengeful spirit in Fozhou City! Actually, the most sinister spirit in Fozhou City is a Ghost King, not me…” The Qing Dynasty female ghost cried out in haste.
“Oh?” Huang Xiaolong was taken aback for a moment.
“My lord, the most ferocious and cruel ghost in Fozhou City is a Ghost King, who in life was a monk!” As she spoke, a complex mix of emotions appeared in the ghostly eyes of the Qing Dynasty female ghost.
Contained within that expression were anger, hatred, fear, and shock…
“What exactly is the situation? Speak quickly.” Huang Xiaolong demanded chillingly.
“Yes, yes, my lord, I dare not hide anything…” The fierce Qing Dynasty female ghost began to sob, “My lord, I was just an ordinary girl from a village at the foot of the ‘Empty Mountain Temple’… That year, I went to the ‘Empty Mountain Temple’ to pray for good fortune, but… but… I was… I was violated by a heinous monk… When I returned to the village, I don’t know why, but this matter… it became known by the villagers… The villagers didn’t dare confront the monks of ‘Empty Mountain Temple,’ they even… they called me a whore, said I was promiscuous… they wanted to drown me in a pig cage… One night, I… I… I committed suicide by poison…”
“Later, I became a vengeful spirit, and I killed everyone in the village, my resentment grew stronger and stronger… I wanted revenge… But that monk’s Buddhist Law was very powerful, and I couldn’t get near him… There were several times when I almost had my soul dispersed by him…”
“Later on, the monk, for having insulted a wealthy patron’s concubine, was… was seized by that patron and flayed alive… The monk screamed in agony for three days and nights until he finally drew his last breath…”
“Oh, so after the monk died, he turned into a fierce ghost, a ghost more ferocious than you…” Huang Xiaolong seemed to understand, “So, the monk became the fiercest ghost in Fozhou City?”
“Yes, master, after the monk turned into a ghost, he devoured the entire family of the wealthy patron and even the other monks at Kongshan Temple… It… It… Eventually, it evolved into a Ghost King, quite formidable…”
“Is Kongshan Temple still there today?” Huang Xiaolong asked.
“It is still there… that place, that is the lair of the monk’s fierce ghost. In Fozhou City, all the Yin spirits and fierce ghosts are very scared of it… You could say that it is the overlord of all the Yin spirits in Fozhou City…” the ghost from the Qing Dynasty said miserably.
“Good, Kongshan Temple, right? I’ll pay a visit,” Huang Xiaolong nodded. “Listen, now I am going to release the Soul Banner. Currently, in Fozhou City, a mass of souls and myriad ghosts are gathering, moving towards Shanghai. You go and clear out these minions, capture them all into the Soul Banner, refine them all! Understood?”
“Yes, yes, master, I understand, I understand…” the Qing Dynasty ghost hurriedly knelt down and kowtowed.
Swish~~~~!
After giving his instructions, Huang Xiaolong’s soul also left the Soul Banner.
As his soul returned to his body, Huang Xiaolong smiled and said, “All right, that’s settled.”
“My lord, are you alright?” Qingqing chuckled from the side.
Feng Hanyan was still overwhelmed with self-blame. “Little Long, I’m really sorry for this, it was my recklessness.”
“Yes, you’ve been reckless, and I’m going to punish you,” Huang Xiaolong said sternly, feigning seriousness.
“Yes! I accept my punishment!” Feng Hanyan nodded vigorously.
“You’re punished to warm my bed,” Huang Xiaolong chuckled mischievously.
Feng Hanyan’s stunningly beautiful face instantly blushed, a throb of emotion surged through her, her body felt electrified, and with that, her guilt and sense of wrongdoing were somewhat washed away.
“If you don’t want to warm my bed, forget it,” Huang Xiaolong said indifferently.
“I… I didn’t say I didn’t want to…” Feng Hanyan’s voice was as faint as a mosquito’s.
With a wave of his hand, Huang Xiaolong turned the Soul Banner into a gust of Yin wind that howled away.
Soon, outside the hotel, the screams of fierce ghosts being devoured could be heard.
“Fellow Daoist… no no no, master… you are… truly… truly…” Just then, the middle-aged man in the Tang suit looked at Huang Xiaolong with a reverent gaze, “Master, your mana is beyond anything I’ve seen or heard… If I have offended you earlier, I beg you to not take offense…”
“Just a mere Purple Garb ghost, don’t make a fuss about it,” Huang Xiaolong said with a smile.
“Master, please this way,” the middle-aged man in the Tang suit bowed to Huang Xiaolong.
In the hotel’s lavishly decorated reception room.
The middle-aged man in the Tang suit had the hotel service staff prepare exquisite tea for Huang Xiaolong, Qingqing, and Feng Hanyan.
This man, named ‘Ming Kuan’, was not affiliated with the Metaphysics Association, but like Ma Chuxia, hailed from a family tradition of Taoism, catching ghosts and exorcising demons generation after generation in Fozhou City—he was quite a prestigious and influential local magnate.
The encasement of the Qing Dynasty ghost back then was presided over by a sage from the Ming family.
“Master, with all the ghosts convening in Fozhou City, something troublesome must have occurred. With your boundless magical powers, please save the people of Fozhou City!” Ming Kuan pleaded.
Seeing that Ming Kuan was upright and just, Huang Xiaolong felt a bit of fondness for him. “Rest assured, I will take care of the chaos in Fozhou City.”
Ming Kuan was immensely grateful and suddenly hesitated. “Master, I have a rather presumptuous request… that is…”
“What’s the matter?” Huang Xiaolong inquired.
“Master, a dear friend of mine, also the richest man in Fozhou City, his… his family has encountered some trouble… which I am unable to resolve. I wonder, could you lend a hand?” Ming Kuan asked with a trembling voice.
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