Daqin arrests alchemists, what does it matter to me as a qi refiner?

A light green mist filled the swamp.

As soon as he landed, he heard several ghost soldiers gathered together and whispering. When he heard that the Ghost King was about to marry a new ghost concubine, Yang Ling couldn't help but worry in his heart. Could this ghost concubine be Rong'er?

It can't be such a coincidence, right?

Yang Ling, filled with worry, decided to follow the ghost soldiers to find out what was going on.

A few minutes later, Yang Ling, who followed the ghost soldiers across the swamp, finally arrived at a city isolated on the mountain. The city buildings were magnificent, with ghost soldiers patrolling all around. Above the city gate were two large characters written in a flamboyant style - Netherworld Palace!

Yang Ling couldn't help but be stunned when he saw the scene in front of him. This Nether Palace was filled with evil spirits, and the strength of the ghosts inside must not be underestimated.

But since he was already here, he might as well make the best of it. He quietly used the earth escape technique to pass through the walls of the Nether Palace, and soon entered the city.

This city, called Netherworld Palace, covers an extremely vast area, with various buildings scattered throughout the city and is extremely prosperous.

Yang Ling was very careful, constantly dodging the patrols of various demon soldiers, and finally passed through several blocks and arrived in front of a mansion.

Only then did he finally breathe a sigh of relief. This was a luxurious mansion, and the towering gate tower was intimidating.

He stood at a distance and observed secretly, only to see two rows of ghosts guarding the entrance of the hall. However, with the help of the earth escape technique, he sneaked into the depths of the Nether Palace without any hindrance.

Although the patrolling ghost soldiers were numerous and powerful, they could not resist the magic of the earth escape technique. Therefore, in a short time, Yang Ling arrived outside the Ghost King's bedroom.

At this time, there were two guards standing outside the bedroom. Yang Ling did not dare to be careless. He quietly hid in the bushes, ready to find the right time to take action.

People were coming and going at the door of the Ghost King's bedroom. There was a ghost general who was covered in black and had a ferocious face standing in the palace. The men and women who came and went all bowed to him respectfully. After everyone left, the ghost general asked the ghost general standing next to him what was going on.

"How are the wedding preparations going, regarding my king's marriage?"

"Your Excellency, Marshal, most of the preparations have been completed, but the ghost concubine is still stubborn and unwilling to obey."

Hearing this, Gui Shuai could not help but snort coldly, his tone full of displeasure: "Being my king's concubine is a blessing she has been longing for. If she refuses to obey, I will use the Ghost Heart Bug to force her to submit."

The ghost general on standby looked worried after hearing this, and said cautiously: "Marshal, using the ghost heart worm may cause harm to the ghost concubine. What if my king blames me..."

"You don't have to worry. If my king punishes you, I will find a way to take responsibility for you." Gui Shuai said firmly.

After receiving the guarantee from Ghost Marshal, Ghost General felt relieved and quickly bowed and said, "As you command." After that, he hurriedly left the bedroom.

Gui Shuai paced slowly in the bedroom, carefully examining every decoration, and then slowly left.

At the same time, Yang Ling, who was worried that the ghost concubine to be married might be Rong'er, began to act anxiously. He was worried that time was running out, and he did not hesitate to use the soul search technique on a ghost soldier. After the soul search was over, he quietly threw the ghost soldier who had lost his life into the mustard seed space.

With the information obtained from the ghost soldier's memory, Yang Ling quickly found the location of the ghost concubine waiting to be married. When he arrived outside the house, his eyes were full of vigilance. He knew that the ghost concubine waiting to be married was imprisoned here.

The moment the door was opened, a cold murderous aura hit me in the face, and the entire courtyard seemed to be shrouded in this aura.

"Who dares to trespass into the Ghost Concubine's bedroom!" Shouts and scolding followed, and then more than a dozen highly skilled ghost soldiers surrounded Yang Ling. Each of these ghost soldiers had the strength of a peak foundation building, and they worked in perfect harmony, clearly well-trained.

Yang Ling was secretly surprised, and didn't understand why a ghost concubine waiting to be married would be under such strict guard. However, at this moment, he had no time to think about it. His first priority was how to quietly deal with these ghost soldiers.

After thinking for a while, Yang Ling decided to use the illusion array. He quietly set up the array and quietly led all the ghosts into it. After all the ghosts were trapped in the illusion array, he stepped back into the house.

However, what he didn't expect was that the ghost concubine to be married was not Rong'er, but a female ghost with a pale face. At this moment, her cultivation was sealed, and her eyes were bloodshot as she stared at the strange man in front of her.

"Who are you? Why are you here?" the female ghost asked vigilantly.

Yang Ling explained: "It doesn't matter who I am. I came here to find someone and have no intention of offending you." After saying that, he prepared to leave.

The female ghost hurriedly shouted: "Wait, can you help me unlock the seal?"

Yang Ling shook his head helplessly: "Sorry, I can't. I don't want to offend the Ghost King of the Nether Palace."

Seeing this, the female ghost became even more anxious: "As long as you help me leave this Nether Palace, I will help you find someone. My father is also a ghost king."

Hearing this, Yang Ling stopped and re-examined the female ghost in front of him. After some thought, he asked, "Your father is the Ghost King, so how did you get caught here?"

The female ghost laughed bitterly and said helplessly: "I was playful for a moment and mistakenly entered the territory of the Netherworld Ghost King. I am a natural-born ghost. If you marry me, you can give birth to a pure Yin ghost, so..."

After listening to the ghost girl's story, Yang Ling felt a surge of sympathy. He decided to help the poor ghost girl out of her predicament. However, at the moment when he lifted the seal on the ghost girl, the ghosts trapped in the magic array also successfully broke out.

Seeing the ghost concubine standing with Yang Ling, the ghost soldiers were horrified. Yang Ling saw that the situation was not good, so he led the female ghosts to soar into the sky, like a flash of lightning that cut through the gloomy sky. "Chase them quickly, we must not let them get away!" The ghost soldiers roared and chased after them.

Yang Ling flew all the way with the female ghosts, unaware of the potential danger ahead. Under the guidance of the female ghosts, they flew towards the deepest part of the Netherworld.

Fortunately, they did not encounter any trouble along the way. Soon, the two got rid of the ghosts' pursuit and arrived at the edge of the Nether Palace.

Looking at the pretty woman beside him, Yang Ling was filled with emotion. At this moment, the soft voice of the female ghost sounded again: "Thank you for saving me, what is your name?"

Yang Ling came back to his senses and replied with a smile: "My name is Yang Ling, may I know your name, young lady?"

However, before the female ghosts could answer, a group of figures suddenly appeared in front of them. The leading man was handsome, but there was a hideous skull embroidered on his chest - that was the Netherworld Ghost King!

The Netherworld Ghost King was guarded by several ghost generals. He stared at Yang Ling and the female ghosts with sinister eyes and said, "Haha, boy, you dare to break into the territory of my Netherworld Palace. You are very brave. Since you are here, then stay. It just so happens that I haven't tasted the taste of blood for a long time."

Upon hearing this, the female ghost nervously grabbed Yang Ling's sleeve. Yang Ling glared at the Netherworld Ghost King and shouted, "How can a ghost king bully the weak? What kind of ability is that!"

The ghosts around laughed when they heard this, but the Nether Ghost King did not get angry. He just looked at Yang Ling with disdain: "The strong are respected, and the weak have no right to choose. What do you think, my dear concubine?"

The female ghosts were horrified upon hearing this, and hid behind Yang Ling even more nervously. The excitement in the eyes of the Netherworld Ghost King became even stronger: "Leave my beloved concubine here, and I will spare your life."

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“Dream on! Since you’re determined to die, don’t blame me for being rude!” Yang Ling said coldly, while tightly gripping the magic weapon in his hand, ready to fight.

The Netherworld Ghost King looked at Yang Ling fearlessly, his eyes full of teasing. He didn't think Yang Ling would be a match for his ghost generals. Sure enough, a ghost general rushed up with a knife in hand and chopped Yang Ling's head.

However, Yang Ling stretched out his finger and lightly tapped, and the sound of metal clashing rang out instantly. The ghost general felt his arm go numb and involuntarily took several steps back. But Yang Ling was as steady as a rock, and was not affected at all.

"Hmm? He does have some skills." The Netherworld Ghost King said slowly as he watched the battle in the field. Then, he ordered the remaining ghost generals: "Capture this ignorant boy for me!"

Following the order from the Netherworld Ghost King, several ghost generals brandished their weapons and attacked Yang Ling. Yang Ling's eyes shone, and his figure instantly disappeared from the spot.

The ghost king of the underworld raised his lips slightly and stretched out his hand to grab at the void. However, when his palm touched Yang Ling's body, his expression suddenly changed.

"Boom!" A violent roar sounded, and Yang Ling's sword energy burst out in an instant, directly hitting the Nether Ghost King's chest. The speed was so fast that the Nether Ghost King was caught off guard and was directly hit.

After the Nether Ghost King was injured, his body involuntarily retreated. Yang Ling saw this and a hint of joy flashed in his eyes. However, the Nether Ghost King was furious. He glared at Yang Ling with anger and unwillingness in his eyes.

As the ghost king who dominated the ghost world, he had not been injured for thousands of years. But now he was injured by a small human. How could he swallow this?

Although Yang Ling succeeded in injuring the Netherworld Ghost King, his own situation became precarious. The attacks of the ghost generals became more and more fierce. Although it was difficult for Yang Ling to get close to him because of his powerful moves, he could not escape their encirclement.

More importantly, Yang Ling discovered that the Nether Ghost King could actually summon other powerful ghosts to help him. He realized that this was a ghost domain, with a large number of ghosts and monsters. As a ghost king, the Nether Ghost King could summon new ghosts without limit.

If this continued, even if Yang Ling was strong, he would not be able to cope with it. Moreover, he also found that in this ghost world, his spiritual power was consumed very quickly, and it was extremely difficult to replenish it.

"It seems that it won't be that easy to escape from here today." Yang Ling sighed inwardly, his heart filled with helplessness and worry. He knew that the next battle would be even more difficult and dangerous.

With Yang Ling's tight grip, the long arrow pierced through the skull of a ghost general who was trying to plot against him like lightning. However, the crisis was not resolved because two other ghost generals had already surrounded him from both sides, and the situation instantly became critical.

Yang Ling's eyes narrowed slightly, and he swung the sword in his hand again. The sword light was like lightning, forcing the two approaching ghost generals to retreat again and again. He took the opportunity to withdraw, trying to distance himself and find a chance to catch his breath. But how could those ghost generals let him go so easily? The remaining ghost generals quickly reorganized their formation and surrounded Yang Ling again.

Facing this scene, Yang Ling's eyes were sharp, his long sword pointed straight ahead, and he shouted: "Explode!" As the words fell, a deafening roar sounded, and a powerful energy wave swept across. The Netherworld Ghost King and the three ghost generals who besieged Yang Ling were blown away like leaves blown by the wind.

The Netherworld Ghost King was repelled by Yang Ling's attack again. He stabilized his body and looked at Yang Ling who was panting, with a ferocious smile on his face. "Boy, you are courting death!" Before he finished speaking, he pounced towards Yang Ling like a ghost, at a speed that was shocking.

In the blink of an eye, the Nether Ghost King appeared beside Yang Ling, with his hands like hooks, grabbing Yang Ling's neck. He was confident in his own strength, and was confident that he could easily kill a master. However, the Nether Ghost King overlooked one point - Yang Ling's fighting ability was much stronger than he imagined.

The reason why Yang Ling failed to get rid of the three ghost generals before was because his spiritual power was exhausted. But at this moment, his spiritual power has recovered a lot. Facing the sudden attack of the Nether Ghost King, Yang Ling sneered and turned from defense to offense. His long sword collided with the claws of the Nether Ghost King, sparks flew everywhere.

The Netherworld Ghost King is indeed very powerful, otherwise he would not be able to become a ghost king. However, Yang Ling is also a top cultivator in the human world, and his strength has reached the middle stage of the Nascent Soul. What's more, he has the assistance of the system and has obtained a divine weapon. Even if he faces a cultivator at the peak of the Nascent Soul, he has the strength to fight. If the spiritual energy in the ghost world was not thin, Yang Ling would never fall into such a difficult situation.

Just as Yang Ling turned from defense to offense, the Nether Ghost King angrily slapped out with his palm, and a cold air instantly enveloped Yang Ling. However, Yang Ling sneered, and his body turned into a black mist and dissipated. At the same time, a clone of Yang Ling quietly appeared beside the Nether Ghost King.

The Netherworld Ghost King seemed to have been prepared, and he punched out without hesitation the moment the clone appeared. The fist hit Yang Ling's clone hard, and the clone immediately vomited blood and flew backwards. However, this was just the beginning. Then, another clone appeared in the sight of the Netherworld Ghost King. He kicked out, kicking the newly appeared clone to the ground with serious injuries.

However, the successive appearances of the clones overwhelmed the Nether Ghost King, and he could not focus on dealing with Yang Ling himself. Just as he was about to focus on dealing with Yang Ling himself, his head was suddenly hit hard. The huge impact force knocked him to the ground, and black viscous liquid spit out of his mouth. He raised his head angrily and looked at the person who attacked him, his heart full of confusion and anger.

"Who... who are you?" The Netherworld Ghost King asked coldly, his tone full of murderous intent. (End of this chapter)