He was about six meters tall, with a huge body, a blue face, fangs, and blood-red eyes.

He was several times larger than before, and his appearance was several times more grotesque.

It was the true form of the Green Mountain Ghost King.

His voice was booming and resonant, like the screams of countless ghosts, “Come on! I’m not afraid of you.”

He gathered yin energy in his right fist and slammed it into the golden light barrier. The barrier cracked with an audible sound, and cracks spread across its surface like a spider web.

An Rugu’s face grew ashen. They did not introduce themselves, but they were definitely related to Youdu. Fortunately, she had not released her soul today, otherwise she would have been vulnerable when her home was raided.

But the current situation wasn’t much better.

Her gaze shifted slightly, her left hand supporting the golden light barrier, while her right hand immediately formed a hand seal, and she chanted an incantation.

Since he’s calling for reinforcements, she should call for them too.

After she became a contract worker for the Underworld, the most significant change she experienced was that she gained more connections.

The yin emissaries were like police officers in the human world. When they were on duty, they inevitably encounter evil spirits. At that time, they could petition their superiors, requesting the mobilization of more police forces.

Ordinary practitioners of Daoism need to burn incense, money, and offer sacrifices to summon ghost officers, but for a yin emissary, a simple call was all it took.

In an instant, a gust of cold wind swept in, and many blurry figures appeared around.

They were dressed in robes and wore tall hats; they were a group of yin emissaries.

Upon seeing An Rugu, Bai Ye, who was in the lead, was stunned for a moment, then turned to look at the Ghost King, terrified. “…Why is the Ghost King here?”

He thought it was just a minor matter of guiding the souls of the dead, but he never expected to encounter the Ghost King. Moreover, the Ghost King revealed his true form, appearing to be in a berserk state.

An Rugu knew they were no match for the Ghost King, so she supported the golden light barrier, turned her head and said, “You just need to control those wandering souls.”

“Okay.”

“Understood!”

The parade of a hundred ghosts was causing quite a disturbance, and these ‘local police officers’ had to maintain order.

The ghost emissaries, carrying soul-binding chains and mourning sticks, rushed towards the group of ghosts.

… …

“Clang!”

“What use are these yin emissaries you’ve summoned?”

The Green Mountain Ghost King slammed his fist into the golden light barrier, like a large truck loaded with goods coming head-on. The spiderweb pattern on the barrier increased, and it couldn’t hold for long.

An Rugu was somewhat disappointed; it seemed she would have to think of another way.

Just then, a strong, eerie wind howled in, almost forming a vortex

When the vortex of yin energy disappeared, a person wearing a red robe was standing next to her.

He wore an official hat, had a stern and fierce face, held documents in his hand, and exuded an imposing aura.

He shouted, “You audacious Green Mountain Ghost King, how dare you cause trouble in Nancheng! You are incredibly bold! Why don’t you submit to your fate at once?”

An Rugu understood immediately, “Welcome, City God.”

The City God was in charge of the fortune, longevity, and good and evil deeds of the city’s residents throughout their lives; he was the city’s guardian deity.

“I know you, one who has done good deeds.”

The City God gave An Rugu a perfunctory bow as a sign of politeness, then straightened his back and said imposingly, “Today the Ghost King is causing trouble, so I ask for your help.”

“Certainly.”

The blue-faced, fanged demon king laughed loudly, “You little city god, how dare you speak so arrogantly to your grandfather? What do you think you can do against me?”

The City God frowned, and a large seal appeared out of thin air in his hand, on which were written bright red characters: ‘Seal of the City God’.

The seal, imbued with the force of a thousand armies, roared towards the Ghost King, striking him squarely on the forehead and scorching his blue skin until it was charred, emitting wisps of white smoke.

The City God’s Seal was the most precious treasure in the hands of the City God, capable of suppressing all ghosts.

However, the Ghost King grabbed the City God Seal in his hand, his rough hands gripping the seal tightly. He rubbed it for a long time, and when he released it again, countless white dust particles floated out of his hand.

The City God was shocked. “You are clearly a ghost, how could you possibly destroy the seal?”

Seals were supreme objects of the Underworld; in theory, they shouldn’t be damaged by yin energy.

An Rugu saw it clearly: when he destroyed the seal, a trace of yang energy was clearly emanating from his hand.

Suddenly, as if she understood something, she supported the shaky golden barrier with her left hand, turned her head to look at the group of ghost servants, and raised her right hand to make calculations.

After a long while, she opened her eyes, which gleamed with a cold light, and said with certainty, “Your servants are all of pure yang constitution. You are using their yang energy to cultivate!”

A look of surprise flashed across Green Mountain Ghost King’s eyes; he hadn’t expected her to figure it out so quickly.

He disdained to conceal anything and stated bluntly, “The interplay of yin and yang is the ultimate goal of ghost cultivation. I not only want to be a ghost king, but also the King of Hell!”

Cultivation emphasized the balance of yin and yang. Humans generally had a very balanced yin and yang energy within their bodies, making them ideal for cultivation. Ghost cultivation was much more difficult because their bodies were filled with heavy yin energy and have very little yang energy, making cultivation much more difficult and less efficient.

He sought out these pure yang bodies to absorb yang energy from them, thereby achieving yin–yang balance and making rapid progress in his cultivation. He shed the shortcomings of ghost cultivators and became more like a human cultivator.

An Rugu suddenly remembered that day during the livestream, when she went to the amusement park to ‘capture’ someone’s soul, and the target, Wei Haichen, was a pure yang body.

“You’re cooperating with that evil cultist to find you people with pure yang bodies, right?” An Rugu frowned, a terrifying thought rising in her mind. “Were their deaths because of you?”

Among those ghost servants were hanged ghosts, drowned ghosts… but the largest number were car accident ghosts.

It appeared to be an accident, but their cause of death was likely related to the Green Mountain Ghost King and Youdu.

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Chapter 79.4 — Attracting Lightning Technique
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Chapter 80.1 — This Family of Four is Easily Duped!
Chapter 80.2 — This Family of Four is Easily Duped!
Chapter 80.3 — This Family of Four is Easily Duped!
Chapter 80.4 — This Family of Four is Easily Duped!
Chapter 80.5 — This Family of Four is Easily Duped!