Yu Zhengzheng kowtowed to him twice, and raised his hands to his head with an expectant look: "I wonder if Daddy will pay me all at once for these 10,000 top-grade spirit stones, or write me an IOU?"
Seeing that King Shura didn't respond, she looked at Xiang Feng in confusion: "The famous King Shura must be a gentleman who keeps his word. King Shura just said that he would pay a large sum of money to have a child. He won't regret it now, right?"
Xiang Feng narrowed his eyes slightly and smiled, with a hint of amusement on the corners of his mouth: "Of course not, King Shura always keeps his word."
Ever since the Ghost King disappeared, King Shura took over the entire Ghost Sect with the Ghost King's seal. There are endless gold, silver and magical treasures on Guixu Mountain, which are the wealth left behind by the Ghost King when he was alive.
It would have been fine if King Shura was extravagant on a daily basis, but some time ago, just to make a beautiful woman smile, he spent millions of top-grade spirit stones to build this palace.
The funniest thing is that the beauty had only been with him for a few days before he gave her to his subordinates to be killed.
Now the spiritual stones in Guixu Mountain have been squandered by King Shura and there are very few left. King Shura also refuses to let anyone touch this palace. They can only rely on the disciples of the Ghost Sect to go out and kill people to supplement the household expenses.
He worked outside for 360 days out of 365 days a year. Sometimes he felt that the young men in brothels lived a more comfortable life than he did, because at least they could rest for eight days a month.
Even so, King Shura still did what he had to do. This time, he announced to the six realms to choose a furnace for the Ghost King. Even the Ghost King himself didn't know about the furnace, but King Shura gave the order to announce it to the six realms.
If the Ghost King had not placed a restriction on him, requiring him to use the holy spring water of Guixu Mountain to prolong his life, he would have kicked the ground and resigned long ago. How could he have been enslaved by the Shura King to this extent
He wanted to see, the Ghost Sect was so poor, where would King Shura get the 10,000 spirit stones from if he didn't demolish the palace!
King Shura was silent, and a drop of sweat slowly flowed down his forehead, which was so greasy that it was somewhat reflective.
This compliment put on his head made him feel a little at a loss for a moment. It was not right to give him the 10,000 top-grade spirit stones, nor was it right not to give them.
He used this method to get who knows how many young and beautiful women he had. Some of them complied with him reluctantly because they were attracted by the spiritual stones, while others refused to comply and were knocked out by him at night, and the marriage was settled as a fait accompli.
Without exception, those women were killed by him, so no one could take these 100,000 top-grade spirit stones away from him alive.
King Shura: "This king, this king..."
Yu Zhengzheng didn't push him too hard. She smiled and said, "I understand why I carry so many spirit stones with me. I'll just write you an IOU."
As soon as she finished speaking, Xiang Feng cooperated and asked Shanshui to make a hand gesture to produce paper and pen, not giving Shura King any chance to regret.
With so many eyes watching, King Shura was a man who cared a lot about his reputation, so he could only sign the agreement to sell himself with a gloomy face and write an IOU to his daughter who suddenly appeared out of nowhere.
Yu Zhengzheng happily stuffed the IOU into her storage bracelet, planning that if King Shura defaulted on his debt, she would come to the palace every day to poach people. Even if she couldn't take away 10,000 top-grade spirit stones, she couldn't let herself suffer a loss.
King Shura originally wanted to find a beautiful woman for himself, but he encountered a big setback with the beauty. He was gloomy and unhappy, and naturally he couldn't let her have an easy life.
He took out the seal of the Ghost King from his lapel and glanced at Xiang Feng and Shanshui with a warning look. With this seal, it was equivalent to the Ghost King himself coming in person, and all the disciples of the Ghost Sect had to obey his orders.
Xiang Feng sighed and pulled Shanshui away. Shanshui kept looking back at Yu Zhengzheng, but had no way to save her.
King Shura walked towards Yu Zhengzheng. He walked in front of her and tapped her thin chin with his hand: "Come to my bedroom tonight. I have something personal to say to you."
Yu Zhengzheng frowned. His hands were fat and big, as if they were pig's trotters that had just finished running 800 meters and were stuffed back into the pigsty without even washing to be braised and roasted whole. A faint smell of sweat wafted from the palms of his hands.
She has always been flexible, but having her chin pinched by this sticky pig's hoof was not a good experience.
Yu Zhengzheng glanced at Yu Jiangjiang, who was watching the show with a gloating look on his face, and couldn't help rolling his eyes.
We are all in the same boat. If she capsizes, Yu Jiangjiang will suffer as well. If she has any common sense, she won't add insult to injury at this critical moment.
Xiang Feng and Shanshui couldn't save her, and Yu Zhengzheng couldn't count on Yu Jiangjiang, so she could only hope to find a way to save herself.
She was thinking about whether to perform a 360-degree vomiting rotation for King Shura, and it would be best if she could spray King Shura's face with filth. The disgusted King Shura could not stand up, and then he heard a pleasant voice coming from behind him.
"Qingcheng Mountain Xiao Yuqing pays homage to King Shura."
Just by hearing the voice, Yu Zhengzheng knew that the person coming was a handsome man, but when she saw Xiao Yuqing's face clearly, she couldn't help but gasp.
Pure as ice and jade, with unrivaled elegance.
Xiao Yuqing and the eldest senior brother are two extremes of beauty. Xiao Yuqing is as warm and enthusiastic as the sun, giving people the feeling of a big brother next door. Unlike the eldest senior brother, who always has a smile on his face, he is as unattainable as an icy cliff.
This was the second man who made her heart beat fast at first sight after that scumbag senior brother.
Because Xiao Yuqing is the adopted son of the leader of the Yuling Sect in Qingcheng Mountain, and the Yuling Sect is the largest sect in the world of immortal cultivation. In the past ten thousand years, countless disciples from the Yuling Sect have ascended to become immortals. Even King Shura can't help but give the Yuling Sect some face.
King Shura loosened his fingers and turned his head to look at Xiao Yuqing with a false smile on his face: "How did my dear nephew find time to visit me at Guixu Mountain?"
Xiao Yuqing smiled and said, "I heard that the Ghost Sect announced to the six realms to select monks to serve the Ghost King. I will give it a try."
Yu Zhengzheng: “…?” Is this elder brother coming from a thousand miles away to deliver chrysanthemums
Obviously, King Shura was also somewhat surprised by Xiao Yuqing's act of sending chrysanthemums thousands of miles away. He was stunned for a long time before he found his voice again: "I am a good friend of your father, so I will not force you. I will have someone send you back now. When you arrive at Qingcheng Mountain, remember to say hello to your father on my behalf."
Xiao Yuqing has the spiritual roots of water, fire and gold, and is yang in nature. I guess when Xiang Feng sent the invitation, he accidentally included Xiao Yuqing along.
King Shura took so much trouble to organize this talent show for selecting the cauldron, not because he had contacted the Ghost King, but because he could not contact the Ghost King, so he resorted to this desperate measure.
The Ghost King was seriously injured after slaying the dragon. He had been looking for an opportunity to kill the Ghost King, but he could not find any trace of the Ghost King.
Someone sent him a letter anonymously, saying that the chief disciple of Penglai Mountain looked almost identical to the Ghost King. He also sent him a portrait of the chief disciple, who indeed looked exactly like the Ghost King.
He went to Penglai Mountain specially to check once, and that person was undoubtedly the Ghost King. He sent Xiang Feng to hunt down the Ghost King simply because he wanted to test the Ghost King's current spiritual power.
Originally, choosing the cauldron was just a show, his real purpose was to force the Ghost King to come out.
As for why the furnace cauldron must be someone who is extremely yang and pure, it is because the Ghost King has an extremely yin and cold constitution. If he chooses a furnace cauldron, they must naturally complement each other, and his performance must also be seamless.
Xiang Feng wrote yesterday that the Ghost King will return to Xushan today. Now that the goal has been achieved, this talent show must be turned from fake to real to prevent the Ghost King from becoming suspicious.
Letting Xiao Yuqing participate in the selection for the Ghost King's Cauldron would mean making enemies with the Yuling Sect. He was not that stupid.
King Shura felt that he had made it clear enough, but Xiao Yuqing remained calm and said, "My nephew came here voluntarily. Thank you, King Shura, for your kindness."
The sound of drums in the palace meant that the first round had begun.
Xiao Yuqing walked to Yu Zhengzheng with a natural look on her face. "Sister Yu asked me to find you. It turned out you are here. Father specifically told me to keep an eye on Sister Yu. Sister, please don't run around anymore. Come with me and take a seat. Don't delay the first choice."
Yu Zhengzheng: “???” Who are you? Do I know you
Seeing her standing there in a daze, Xiao Yuqing blinked at her. She immediately understood that he wanted to be a hero and save the beauty.
Yu Zhengzheng adhered to the idea of "if you have an advantage, you are a bastard" and took the opportunity to hold his warm hand: "Brother Xiao, hold my hand and I won't get lost."
Xiao Yuqing: “…”
A blush appeared on his ears, and he turned his head away unnaturally: "Okay."
Yu Zhengzheng's eyes sparkled. This handsome guy was great. He was both handsome and kind. He was completely different from the conscienceless bastard that was the senior brother.
Her eyes must have been covered with shit before, which is why she liked that kind of ungrateful bastard.
Seeing that Xiao Yuqing was determined to protect Yu Zhengzheng, King Shura stopped making things difficult for her. After all, there was still a long time to live, and Xiao Yuqing couldn't be with her all the time.
He turned and walked towards the upper seat, which was the Ghost King's Dragon-Seeking Jade Chair. He always sat on it when the Ghost King was not around.
Anyway, the Ghost King was not interested in choosing the furnace and cauldron. Even if he came back today, he probably wouldn't come to the palace. He would just enjoy sitting on the dragon-hunting jade chair for another day.
Yu Zhengzheng had just taken two steps forward with Xiao Yuqing when Yu Jiangjiang shamelessly intervened between them, "When did you meet Young Master Xiao? How come I have never heard you mention Young Master Xiao?"
She raised an eyebrow: "Tsk, so you are my sister?"
Yu Jiangjiang was stunned: "Why do you say that, sister?"
Yu Zhengzheng sneered: "When King Shura took advantage of me just now, you smiled so happily that I thought you were my enemy."
This undisguised sarcasm made Yu Jiangjiang's face turn pale. She never thought that Yu Zhengzheng would ridicule her directly in front of Xiao Yuqing and make her so embarrassed.
Xiao Yuqing naturally didn't know about the grudge between the two sisters. He smiled gently and gave Yu Jiangjiang a way out: "Miss Yu may have seen it wrong. This lady, please take a seat."
Yu Jiangjiang left the two of them with an embarrassed look on his face. Although Yu Zhengzheng was not happy that Xiao Yuqing interrupted him, he didn't say anything else.
She found a random place to sit down, and Xiao Yuqing followed her and sat beside her. Then someone in the hall shouted loudly: "First round, test chastity. Female cultivators, please lift up your skirts, and male cultivators, please take off your robes..."
Yu Zhengzheng raised his head with a question mark on his face. Is this fucking human language
This old sadistic novel was published by the castrated Green River Publishing House. The author has always been paralyzed from the neck down. How come it suddenly took the direction of Haitang novel at this moment
There are thousands of male and female nuns in this palace, and they are asked to take off their clothes without even a curtain. Even Haitangwen would not dare to write this...
Just when she was confused, Xiao Yuqing on the side made a gesture very familiarly, and four pieces of white cloth appeared around him, just covering his entire body.
Yu Zhengzheng: “… …” Wait, why are his movements so familiar
More and more white cloths rose up in front of her eyes. She was so pitiful that she had no spiritual power at all and could only stare blankly.
The old woman in charge of checking chastity from the Ghost Sect came over. Seeing that she was taking no action, she asked angrily, "Why don't you take it off? Are you waiting for me to take it off for you?"
She had seen the portrait of the old woman, nicknamed the Widow Scorpion. Thousands of years ago, she was a leader in the world of immortal cultivation. On the eve of her ascension, she suddenly went mad, poisoned and killed all the disciples of a sect, and was hunted down by the entire world of immortal cultivation.
Later, the old woman was accepted as a disciple by the Ghost King. The major sects did not dare to compete with the Ghost King, so the matter was left unresolved.
Yu Zhengzheng didn't have the courage to confront the old woman, so she could only pat Xiao Yuqing's white cloth for help: "Brother Xiao, please hurry up, I want to use your white cloth."
Xiao Yuqing: "It will be ready soon...hiss..."
When she heard that rapid 'hiss', she couldn't help but imagine 30,000 words of indescribable text... Wait, how do male cultivators test their chastity
The old woman interrupted her wandering thoughts impatiently: "Hurry up!"
Yu Zhengzheng was so anxious that she rolled up her sleeves and said to the old woman, "Here is the toad's blood, do you want to rub it?"
The old woman was about to say no when she heard the sound of suona coming from outside the palace. She was stunned for a moment and hurriedly knelt down towards the direction of the palace door.
Yu Zhengzheng was stunned: "No, why are you kneeling to me?"
The old woman ignored her and continued to kneel on the ground with a pious smile on her face.
She looked at that smile and felt creepy.
The sound of suona outside the palace was getting closer and closer. Yu Zhengzheng also heard the strange tune. She looked around and saw that the Shura King, who was originally sitting on a high place, had rolled down from the Xunlong Jade Chair.
All the Ghost Sect members in the hall knelt towards the door, even King Shura was no exception. They called out devoutly, "Your Majesty, we respectfully welcome you!"
Yu Zhengzheng subconsciously looked outside the palace, but saw only an empty black sedan chair and eight puppet boys with pale faces like zombies. The first four played the suona, and the last four carried the sedan chair. The division of labor was very clear.
She was looking for the Ghost King when she heard a calm voice from behind the beaded curtain on the high seat behind her: "Continue."
Yu Zhengzheng was beside King Shura and vaguely saw a white shadow. King Shura seemed very nervous and rushed out from behind the bead curtain with sweat all over his forehead, as if fleeing from a famine.
"Go on, the king wants you to continue! Hurry up and do the next item!"
Upon hearing this, the members of the Ghost Sect stood up, drove the male and female cultivators who had failed the test out of the palace, and started the next task.
The next item is self-narration. The remaining monks line up and go up to the Ghost King one by one to tell him the reasons why they came here and express their loyalty to the Ghost King.
A male cultivator volunteered to come forward and excitedly recounted his ambitions: "I have admired the Ghost King since I was a child. This time I came here and finally fulfilled my childhood dream..."
This man's ability to flatter was first-rate, but Yu Zhengzheng didn't listen at all. She just stared at the white shadow behind the pearl curtain, wondering in her heart how the Ghost King had quietly entered that high position from outside the palace without anyone noticing.
She couldn't help but admire that the Ghost King was indeed worthy of being a god, and his path was different from that of ordinary people.
When she came back to her senses, the man was swearing: "I am willing to do anything for the Ghost King! Even if it means I have to die for him!"
Because Yu Zhengzheng sat at the front at the beginning, she was also at the front in the queue. She was the third one in line. After listening to the male cultivator finish his talk, she started to get a little nervous.
She originally thought that the male cultivator would be done with this, but who knew that a faint voice could be heard from behind the bead curtain again: "Okay."
As soon as he finished speaking, a Bodhi seed popped out from behind the bead curtain and pierced the male cultivator's throat. The male cultivator didn't even have time to utter a wail before he fell heavily into a pool of blood.
A bloody hole was left on the male cultivator's neck, and sticky blood gushed out, looking horrifying.
Yu Zhengzheng was almost crying. The male cultivator's blood flowed to her feet, staining her white cloth shoes red.
The next one was the female cultivator. When she saw the tragic death of the male cultivator, she stuttered and managed to utter a single sentence haltingly for a long time.
When it came time to express her loyalty, the female cultivator hesitated for a long time and said tremblingly: "I, I am willing to serve the Ghost King like a slave..."
Rong Shang played with the Buddhist beads in his hand and raised his eyes nonchalantly: "Okay."
A Bodhi seed shot out from behind the bead curtain again. This time, its flying speed slowed down a lot, shocking the female cultivator and making her scream.
The Bodhi seed flew past the female cultivator's cheek and accurately cut off her tongue, causing her to scream in pain.
Yu Zhengzheng was frightened. The first male cultivator said he was willing to die for the Ghost King, so the Ghost King shot him to death. The second female cultivator said she was willing to work like a cow or a horse for the Ghost King, so the Ghost King cut off the female cultivator's tongue, making her speechless like a cow or a horse...
Seeing her standing there stupidly, the old woman reminded her unhappily, "It's your turn!"
Yu Zhengzheng was panicking. This Ghost King was simply a pervert. No matter what she said, the Ghost King would not let her go!
She looked at Shanshui and Xiangfeng helplessly. Xiangfeng ignored her completely. Shanshui felt a little bit reluctant. He shook his head and mouthed the word "die" to her.
No one could figure out the Ghost King's mind, but as long as she didn't mention the word "death", the Ghost King would not kill her.
Yu Zhengzheng widened her eyes, looking at Shanshui's lip movements in confusion.
Shit? What shit
The old woman took out a dagger and said with a bad look: "If you don't speak again, I will cut off your tongue."
Yu Zhengzheng was so frightened that she shuddered. She could no longer care about anything else. Following Shanshui's instructions, she closed her eyes and gritted her teeth and said, "I am willing to eat the ghost king's shit!"