The invincible female ghost is a bit love-struck.

Chapter 69 You idiot!

A corner of the dining hall was shrouded in mist.

A few simple side dishes and two bowls of piping hot rice porridge.

Lu Yuan broke open a white steamed bun, and the steam mixed with the aroma of wheat wafted towards him. He took a big bite and looked vaguely at the old man opposite him.

"If the curse and those insidious poisons on Qingwan were lifted, would she be less ferocious?"

The old man, who was slurping his porridge with his head down, lifted his eyelids and gave him a dismissive glance.

"Not as fierce anymore?"

Lu Yuan nodded vigorously.

"Yes, isn't the reason she's like this because of those things?"

"Once all these things are gone, she probably won't be as powerful anymore."

"Then, it will be easy to help her pass on to the afterlife."

After listening, the old man put down his porridge bowl and shook his head.

"I told you long ago, her insidious techniques weren't this powerful when they were first set up."

"The reason she's become like this today is because that style of martial arts has become one with her, a part of her."

"The stronger she becomes, the more insidious her techniques become."

The old man paused, his tone turning serious.

"To put it bluntly, she herself is using endless fierce energy to support those evil curses and techniques."

"It was also she herself who suppressed and bound herself in this way."

"And if those evil curses and insidious techniques are broken, she will not become weaker..."

The old man stopped there.

Lu Yuan was stunned, forgetting to chew the steamed bun in his mouth. He followed the old man's words and continued in a dry voice.

"Not only will it not become weaker..."

"On the contrary, because they no longer need to expend their fierce energy to nourish those things, and have broken free from suppression..."

"Becoming...more ferocious?"

The old man picked up the bowl again, lowered his head, and drank the porridge, which was considered his acquiescence.

I guess so.

Lu Yuan was completely dumbfounded.

They've already become that fierce.

Will they become even more ferocious then?

no……

What level would it be then?

Lu Yuan originally thought that as the evil curse and insidious tricks on Gu Qingwan were gradually lifted, she would become less ruthless.

It will gradually dissipate the evil and fierce energy.

If Lu Yuan works harder to become stronger, he will have a chance to help Gu Qingwan pass on.

But now...

"If that's the case, how am I supposed to perform a ritual to help her pass on to the afterlife?"

"Given her condition, even if I became a Celestial Master at nineteen, or even if I were to attain Celestial Masterhood directly in the womb, I still couldn't defeat her!"

Lu Yuan stared blankly at the old man and asked.

The old man finally seized the opportunity, glared at him, and lectured him irritably:

"Now you realize you're in trouble?!"

"I told you not to get involved! Not to get involved! But you wouldn't listen!"

"Now it's all right!"

"I can't shake them off!"

Lu Yuan curled his lip and glared back.

"Stop talking nonsense! Tell me, what are we going to do?"

Lu Yuan was extremely anxious, but the old man leisurely lowered his head and drank his plain porridge.

"There's always a way out; let's just take it one step at a time..."

"What's the panic!"

"Anyway, judging from her appearance, even if she's fierce enough to tear a hole in the sky, she wouldn't harm you."

Lu Yuan: "..."

…………

It was a little after six in the morning, the sky was gray and the morning mist had not yet dissipated.

Crane Patrol Celestial Venerable and his group from Tianlong Temple have already made preparations.

This time there was no unnecessary talk; I just said goodbye and left.

Lu Yuan then rushed back to his room and fell into a deep sleep.

It wasn't until after 1 p.m. that Xu Erxiao returned from Qixia Town at the foot of the mountain.

Wang Cheng'an's home was farther away, and he arrived at around 5 p.m., looking travel-worn.

After a simple dinner, the three prepared to set off.

This trip out and back will probably take until after the New Year, past the first month of the lunar calendar.

Before leaving, Lu Yuan went to the side hall and gave Gu Qingwan a few words of advice.

He didn't say anything extra, just listened to his father at home.

Gu Qingwan was quite obedient, nodding obediently throughout, and was unusually quiet.

At 7:30 p.m., Lu Yuan came out of the side hall.

Under the moonlight, Wang Chengan, Xu Erxiao, and the old man were waiting for him at the door.

"Then the three of us will be leaving now."

As Lu Yuan spoke, he took out a folded map from his satchel and handed it to the old man.

"These are the places and routes we'll be covering."

"I plan to start from this point."

The old man took the map, unfolded it, and saw that it was a detailed topographical map of the area surrounding Fengtian City, marked with more than a dozen red dots in cinnabar.

Next to each red dot, a number was marked in small print, clearly indicating the order of elimination planned by Lu Yuan.

"If you need to contact me, and it's not urgent, you can first send someone to Aunt Qiao'er's or Aunt Qin's house in Fengtian City to leave a message."

"I will take some time to go back to the city to buy things."

"If it's something extremely urgent, have them send people to find me along the route marked on the map."

Lu Yuan gave detailed instructions.

After saying that, he stopped dawdling and waved his hand.

"Let's go!"

……

……

It was one in the morning, and the cold was biting.

Dozens of miles north of Fengtian City, at the bend of the old river, lies a desolate and uninhabited place.

A convoy of vehicles moved slowly across the silent wilderness.

In the center of the caravan was an extremely ornately decorated carriage.

The car body was wrapped in luxurious purple fabric embroidered with gold.

It was densely embroidered with intricate symbols, which shimmered faintly in the moonlight.

A pair of small copper bells hung at the front of the carriage.

As the wheels rolled, they made a "ding-a-ling... ding-a-ling..." sound.

In this desolate wilderness, it appears exceptionally ethereal.

"Master!"

"They're definitely lying!"

Song Yan followed closely beside the carriage, his face flushed red with excitement and resentment.

"How could there possibly be a nineteen-year-old Taoist master!"

"That's absolutely impossible!"

"The fastest person to become a Celestial Master in the world is Shen Shulan, daughter of Shen Jizhou of Wuqing Temple, who entered the Celestial Master realm at the age of twenty-six!"

"Going back further, the fastest record was held by someone named Li Xiuye, who was twenty-eight years old!"

"Nineteen years old?! If such a prodigy truly existed, his fame would have spread throughout the entire region beyond the Great Wall by now. How could there be no word of it at all!"

Song Yan's mouth was like a floodgate opened, babbling on and on.

Inside the carriage, Crane-Patrolling Celestial Venerable sat upright with his eyes closed, ignoring his disciple's complaints.

He had no doubt whatsoever.

There is no other reason.

He knew his junior brother's temperament best.

Anyone in this world would lie to show off, but my junior brother would never.

Lu Yuan...

My own junior apprentice...

He is the only 19-year-old Celestial Master in history!

A peerless genius, one in a million!

Moreover, based on what I've learned in the past few days, Lu Yuan... has only been a member of the sect for a year!

This is so absurd it defies common sense.

If this happened to someone else, Crane Patrol Celestial Venerable wouldn't believe a single word!

But the facts are right in front of us...

A strong sense of jealousy welled up in the heart of Crane Patrol Celestial Venerable.

What incredible luck did that arrogant idiot have?!

Why should he be allowed to find such a precious gem?

"Master... this doesn't seem to be the way to Fengtian City..."

At this moment, Song Yan, who had been chattering incessantly, finally realized something was wrong. He looked around at the desolate scene and hesitated before speaking.

As for his disciple's words, Crane Patrol Celestial Venerable said somewhat irritably:

"You only just realized that?"

Ever since Lu Yuan ignored him this morning, the disciple had lost his soul, his mind filled with resentment and discontent.

I've been walking all day, and now I realize I've taken the wrong route.

I was so angry I lost my mind.

Song Yan's face flushed instantly, and he asked awkwardly:

"Master...where are we going?"

Crane Patrol Celestial Venerable snorted coldly.

"This great river ahead is one of the breeding grounds for evil spirits belonging to the King of Fate!"

"The root cause of this Fengtian incident lies with the Duanming Wang family, and the people hate them to the bone."

"Now, whoever can eliminate one more of their breeding grounds will receive one more jade bean at the Celestial Master Ceremony!"

"Of course we'll come and eliminate it!"

Upon hearing this, Song Yan looked around in astonishment once again.

"Is there... a place to nurture evil spirits here?"

"Why can't this disciple sense anything?"

Crane-Patrolling Celestial Venerable stroked his beard and said calmly:

"If you can discover this, you will be a Celestial Venerable!"

"Even from two miles away, I could smell the malevolent aura emanating from here!"

"It seems that something has happened to the 'Book of Evil Spirits,' the family's most treasured artifact, causing the evil spirit cultivation grounds they set up years ago to begin to weaken..."

"There's no mistake, the Demon Eye should be in this river!"

Before Crane Patrol Celestial Venerable could finish speaking, the disciple who had been scouting ahead suddenly rushed back, looking tense.

"Master, there are people on the riverbank!"

Ok?

Both Crane Patrol Celestial Venerable and Song Yan were taken aback.

We were beaten to it?

Song Yan reacted very quickly and immediately darted out.

"Take me there to see!"

Less than half a minute later, Song Yan came running back like a gust of wind, his face filled with an almost ecstatic excitement.

"Master!!"

"It's Lu Yuan!"

"He's with his two fellow disciples from Zhenlong Temple, right on the riverbank!"

Crane-Patrolling Celestial Venerable looked at his disciple with a strange expression.

As long as Lu Yuan is here, then so be it.

Why are you so excited?

A gleam of vengeful pleasure flashed in Song Yan's eyes. He lowered his voice and said excitedly:

"They must have come for this place to nurture evil spirits too!"

"Master, let's take this opportunity to chase them away! Let's vent our anger from this morning!"

Snapped! ! !

A sharp, crisp slap suddenly rang out on the desolate Laohetao Ridge, its sound particularly jarring.

Inside the carriage, the Heavenly Venerable Crane had already lifted the curtain at some point.

With a furious expression, he glared fiercely at Song Yan, who was stunned by the slap, and shouted angrily:

"What nonsense are you spouting!"

"If you feel wronged, resentful, or think he's inferior to you because of what happened this morning, then go and have a good competition with him!"

"Let him see what our Tianlong Temple is capable of!"

"You idiot!"

"How could anyone come up with such a despicable, vile, and spineless idea!"