“Sent from Anshan?”
Su Xiaomi was curious and took out his peachwood sword to open the information label attached to the courier, handing it to Wu Rong to see.
“It’s strange. How could there be a courier from Anshan? Hasn’t the whole place turned into a Ghost Territory? Could it be a mistake?”
The sender’s information was blank, but the recipient was clearly stated as Wu Rong, even the postman who left the package at the villa’s doorstep and knocked on the door was missing. But when Bai Gu opened the door, there were no traces of anyone being there. This express delivery exuded an eerie atmosphere from every angle. In the past, there were many cases of fake couriers; some people who no longer wanted their ghostly possessions would wrap the item in a box, disguise it as a courier package, and leave it at someone else’s doorstep.
If that person accepted it, the ghost would automatically transfer to that person. It was similar to old folks in villages advising children not to pick up red envelopes or paper money on the road, as greed for small gains could lead to encounters with ghosts and spirits.
However, Wu Rong frowned when he looked at the sender’s location, Anshan. He had just received every wanted order related to the Anshan Ghost General, and now there was a strange courier from Anshan. Was it a coincidence, or was someone scheming?
“Woof, woof!”
Little Spiritual Dog A-Bao, with its tail tucked between its legs, barked incessantly at the courier box, emitting threatening growls from its throat. It was A-Bao’s reaction that prevented Su Xiaomi and the others from taking the courier on their own – there might be ghosts in the courier. If it weren’t for the fact that the courier came from Anshan, Wu Rong might have already dealt with it due to his personality.
“Da-Hei.”
“Woof!”
The Ghost Dog King emerged from Wu Rong’s shadow. Its body had grown even larger, and its blood-red eyes were like two will-o-wisps. With a single paw, it slapped A-Bao aside. The Ghost Dog King opened its bloody jaws and directly swallowed the courier box.
Gurgle, gurgle…
A strange and ear-piercing swallowing sound resonated, as if fangs and claws were scraping against glass, coming from the Ghost Dog King’s throat, all the way to the depths of its body. A thick black aura floated around the Ghost Dog King’s body, like a giant python that had swallowed its prey whole. Its abdomen swelled and shrank, and after about ten seconds, the bizarre and eerie swallowing sound started again. At the same time, the Ghost Dog King opened its mouth wide.
“Bark!”
A thick black mist of Yin Qi like splashing black water, was spat out by the Ghost Dog King. Within the black mist two small boxes spun around. Wu Rong, having grown up in a funeral material shop, was familiar with such things at a glance.
Ash boxes.
Made of old locust wood, these ash boxes probably didn’t contain ashes but rather ghosts. The two small boxes were simple in design, with no decorations. On the right bottom corner of each lid, there was a small diamond-shaped red mark about the size of a fingernail. It looked like a decorative embellishment but also resembled the image of a certain flower petal.
The dense Yin Qi, like black water, fell onto the floor and did not disperse but formed a line of strange characters.
We’re sorry for MTLers or people who like using reading mode, but our translations keep getting stolen by aggregators so we’re going to bring back the copy protection. If you need to MTL please retype the gibberish parts.
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[Dedicated to you, my Majesty. Your will is the direction I will forever follow.]
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With a soft click, the ash boxes automatically opened!
Everyone instinctively assumed defensive postures, ready for anything. Only Wu Rong, trusting the Ghost Dog King’s inspection just now, believed that the contents of these ash boxes posed no threat to him.
Two phantoms, one black and one red, shot out from the boxes and landed in front of Wu Rong simultaneously. Without hesitation, they knelt down on the ground. A strong and robust male voice and a soft and gentle female voice resonated one after the other:
“Anshan Ghost General.”
“Resentful Ghost Xiaomei.”
“Greetings, Master!”
A long silence ensued, and an inexplicably eerie atmosphere lingered in the living room. It persisted until Huang Mao, who had read too many martial arts novels, couldn’t help himself and involuntarily gasped, muttering quietly, “So terrifying, it’s truly terrifying.”
“So, cousin, you just accepted all the wanted notices for the Anshan Ghost General, and someone delivered it to you right away?” Even Bai Gu found it somewhat unbelievable and then fell into contemplation. “Could it be someone from the Federation?”
Even if they were employing a soft policy towards Wu Rong, it was improbable for him to accept a wanted notice and then promptly have a ghost delivered to be killed!
“Who is your master?”
Sitting on the sofa, Wu Rong casually played with the two ash boxes and nonchalantly asked the two ghosts still kneeling at the door. It was unclear how the person who sent them managed to do it, but controlling these two ash boxes meant controlling their lives. It was more effective than a blood contract. They would unconditionally obey any command Wu Rong issued, and they would never lie.
“Our master is you,” the honest and straightforward male ghost said immediately, but then was glared at by the red-dressed female ghost beside him, awkwardly shutting his mouth.
“Answering Master, we were sent here by the Bloodstained Garment Demon-daren,” the red-dressed female ghost spoke more clearly and coherently. She emitted a faint red glow, and her captivating aura could seduce anyone with wavering determination. However, this alluring ghost remained very obedient and did not dare to challenge Wu Rong.
Bloodstained Garment Demon?
Su Xiaomi and the others exchanged glances, never having heard of this person. Bai Gu searched through his memories from his past life but found no impression. No good deed goes unpunished. Whoever could easily capture a Ghost General and a resentful ghost and deliver them as gifts to Wu Rong was at least at the level of a Ghost King.
Why would a Ghost King send a gift to Wu Rong?
“I accepted the wanted notice for the Anshan Ghost General,” Wu Rong said calmly, with a meaningful expression. “And the Bloody Garment Demon just delivered you to me.”
As he said this, he observed the expressions of the two ghosts. The Anshan Ghost General remained obediently kneeling there without any movement. The red-dressed alluring ghost appeared somewhat anxious, wanting to raise her eyes to look at Wu Rong but restraining herself. Their emotions fluctuated significantly, but neither of them showed expressions of hatred or resentment. Either the Bloody Garment Demon had extremely high prestige, to the extent that they were willing to dedicate everything to her, or her strength was so formidable that the two ghosts didn’t dare to resist, not even having the courage to entertain rebellious thoughts.
“We follow our master’s commands in everything. If our master orders us to scatter our souls, we would do so without complaint,” the red-dressed alluring ghost bowed deeply, her gentle voice revealing undeniable determination. “But if Master does not mind, we are willing to serve Master wholeheartedly, to live and die for you.”
“I’m looking for something of pure gold.”
Wu Rong straightforwardly stated that he wasn’t in need of the reward money from the wanted posters, as he was currently well-off. The bounty was merely an incidental factor, and his ultimate goal was to obtain a pure item.
“Do you have anything?”
The Anshan Ghost General, showing a puzzled expression, genuinely replied, “I don’t know… Ouch!”
The red-dressed amorous ghost added, “Master, we are unaware of any pure item of the gold attribute, but we have a golden ring that makes us immune to the fear of gold. It may be the object you are seeking.”
The pretty ghost in red just gave the ghost general an elbow nudge and said respectfully: “Master, please take a look.”
The Anshan Ghost General reluctantly handed over a plain gold ring without any adornments. When the amorous ghost took it to present it to Wu Rong, he mumbled something under his breath, audible only to the amorous ghost and the keen-eared Wu Rong.
“This is a ring from my wife… Hiss!”
The pretty ghost in red slapped him again after she returned to his side.
“Once I identify the pure item of the gold attribute inside, I will return the ring to you.”
The moment he received the gold ring, the Zhong Gu’s restlessness made Wu Rong understand that it indeed contained what he desired. Although extracting the pure item might be somewhat troublesome, and he needed to be cautious of any tampering by the ghosts’ sender, the completion of his last pure item lifted Wu Rong’s spirits, and he even displayed a rare smile.
“What do you desire?” Wu Rong, in a very amiable tone, asked the two ghosts, offering jade, gemstones, Yin Qi, Yang Qi, or freedom.
Their response was a prolonged silence, so much so that Wu Rong raised an eyebrow inquiringly. The two kneeling ghosts stared at him in disbelief, as if hearing something fantastical. Upon Wu Rong’s scrutiny, they jolted simultaneously. The Anshan Ghost General hurriedly spoke up, “Just kill me, as long as you spare my wife. You can kill me however you want, I won’t resist!”
Simultaneously, the charming ghost anxiously added, “Your Lordship is too kind. We only wish to stay here and serve you wholeheartedly, we’ll be perfectly content in working hard for your sake.” After saying this, she took the Anshan Ghost General’s hand, and both ghosts knelt together, pleading, “Please, Master, grant our request!”
Looking at their humble and fearful appearance, it seemed as if Wu Rong was some great villain. Wu Rong glanced deeply at them, and the substantial gaze on the backs of the two ghosts made them tremble.
“Stay?”
Could this be the ultimate goal of Bloody Garment Demon, sending the Anshan Ghost General here and then planting two ghosts in his home?
If he directly killed these two ghosts, what would happen?
Wu Rong found it interesting yet a bit troublesome. His fingers were tapping the armrest absentmindedly as if lost in thought. Finally, he withdrew his hand, with a faint regret in his tone, “This is not something I can decide.”
“Xiaomi, go and invite Master Ling Yun down.”
Wu Rong ordered as a surge of pure Yang Qi came from upstairs just now. He knew that Master Ling Yun had probably awakened.
“Whether you go or stay, I cannot decide on my own.”
“After all, Master Ling Yun makes the decisions here.”
Just as Master Ling Yun woke up and hurried downstairs to find Wu Rong, at the staircase, he heard this statement. He almost went weak in the legs, almost kneeling and sliding down in embarrassment. After finally managing to calm himself, a terrifying sight came from the living room that made his scalp numb and his heart beat wildly.
The author has something to say:
A certain ghost who took the opportunity to see King Shan Rong: Ling Yun dares to be the King’s master? !
A certain ghost: This is outrageous, utterly outrageous! The little military strategist dares to bite its master!
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ahahaha Shan Rong don’t say that 😂 Poor master Ling Yun he’s gonna go sliding to his knees lol, how could a “down to earth” fanatical servent like master Ling Yun dare oppose you??