Dragon Tamer - Chapter 1302: 1306: Moonlight Bud

Chapter 1302: Chapter 1306: Moonlight Bud

It is indeed extremely rare that a sect like the Nether Ghost Sect could hide so deeply within the Ten Thousand Mile Sky City, where immortals gather, for so many years without being eradicated by those well-established and righteous sects, and even possessing quite a foundation.

After the Chongwang Dragon absorbed the yin spirits with cultivation base from this sect, its dragon bones actually underwent a sublimation of characteristics, making the Chongwang Dragon’s body as strong as that of an Ancient Dragon!

The Chongwang Dragon inherently has the power of rebirth, and now with a body of extreme skeletal prowess, it is estimated that without a Divine Dragon Monarch Level, it is very difficult to kill the Chongwang Dragon, and even if it is killed, it does not matter much to it.

Zhu Minglang is in a very good mood, as he did not expect that going out to earn some extra income would yield such a rich reward. It seems that a person who is especially cherished by the heavens and blessed with great fortune like himself should go out more often; otherwise, Old Heavenly Father would not know how to shower him directly with cultivation base and Spirit Root upon his face while he lays in his own courtyard. If Huangyu sees this, he would complain about the injustice of the Heavenly Dao again!

Zhu Minglang remembers that in the deepest part of this Purple Cypress Door, there are many unnamed tombstones that seemed mysterious at first glance.

After thinking it through, Zhu Minglang still decides to go and take another look.

Stepping into the truly empty Purple Cypress Door again, after passing the corridor bridge, he entered the deepest part of the sect.

At this moment, the moon has already tilted, and the red light cannot cover the sect completely, Zhu Minglang also noticed that the places not illuminated by the red moon showed the true scene of decay.

As for those unnamed tombstones, the slanting moonlight differentiated the layers of space above the stones, and upon closer inspection, it seemed as if there were ancient time-space fissures, which under the filter of the moonlight, appeared as shimmering waves on the surface of a lake!

Zhu Minglang is quite surprised and did not expect that there is a mystery hidden here.

Zhu Minglang extends his hand and tries to part it.

A thin sensation, like gauze, Zhu Minglang parts it with his hand and then sees a sprout growing inside the fissure of space!

This sprout is extraordinary, bathed in the crimson moonlight, yet exuding a distinct sanctity.

This sprout emits a faint fragrance, and when Zhu Minglang probes it with his Divine Sense, he finds that the sprout ripples with a layer of gentle undulations, spreading between heaven and earth like waves of time…

“Could it be that Purple Cypress Door attracts these Lonely Wild Ghosts to come here to learn because of this Moonlight Sprout?” murmured Zhu Minglang.

This Moonlight Sprout is surely no ordinary thing.

It not only protects this Ghost Door Sect but also fills a place where yin spirits gather with Spiritual Rhyme.

After all, if a group of Lonely Wild Ghosts can cultivate here into Spirit of the Netherworld, becoming Ghost Immortals, wouldn’t true cultivators have the chance to achieve ascension and become heavenly beings?

Zhu Minglang has developed a strong interest in the sprout in the crimson moon and decided to take it back… of course, as long as it does not keep attracting Lonely Wild Ghosts to come and seek apprenticeship, Zhu Minglang intends to carefully cultivate it.

An extraordinary item indeed!

…

Task completed.

Zhu Minglang returns to Bi Luo Island.

Th𝖎𝗌 ₡hⱥpṯɛr 𝒾𝙨 pՕṡ𝐭𝕖𝘥 bʏ 𝙆𝖎𝗍𝑒𝗇Օⱽ𝑒𝑙

In the palace, State Preceptor Wei Zhen still looks uneasy and troubled.

“Has the Young Immortal visited Purple Cypress Door to investigate?” asked Wei Zhen.

“I have checked, and I also offered worship for you to those Martial Uncles, Senior Brothers, and Fellow Sect Members,” replied Zhu Minglang.

“They… they…”

“They are all ghosts, and I have liberated them,” Zhu Minglang said calmly.

Upon hearing this, Wei Zhen’s expression immediately changed.

There is fear, unease, and some confusion. After a while, he finally took a long sigh of relief.

“They indeed shouldn’t linger in the mortal realm, thank you once again for your kindness, Young Immortal,” said Wei Zhen.

Zhu Minglang nodded.

The white-haired State Preceptor approached, seeing Zhu Minglang off while delivering the other half of the compensation.

Outside the Palace, the white-haired State Preceptor glanced at Zhu Minglang and asked, “Did you truly exorcise them all?”

“Yes.”

“But they didn’t do anything wrong; they were simply surviving in this world in another way,” the old State Preceptor said, his eyes showing a hint of strangeness.

However, before he could finish, Zhu Minglang glanced at the old State Preceptor, who had wanted to debate with him, and said, “Believe it or not, I can exorcise you too?”

“I beg your pardon, Young Immortal, please forgive me! It is just that…when one grows old, one always…” the old State Preceptor hurriedly responded.

“That’s enough, don’t trouble me.” After these words, Zhu Minglang turned and left.

This Purple Cypress Door…

Although Zhu Minglang had only briefly visited, he had already grasped roughly what had happened.

Wei Zhen was once a young man left out by the Big Sects, and under his brooding disappointment, he inadvertently came to the Purple Cypress Door.

It seems Wei Zhen naturally possessed eyes that could see spirits of the underworld.

Renourished by that special Moonlight Sprout, Wei Zhen never knew his fellow sect members at Purple Cypress Door were actually ghosts, yet he built a profound relationship with them, since the entire Sect consisted of people who had fallen from grace.

After finally learning the truth, Wei Zhen fled and never returned.

Regarding why Wei Zhen felt so terrified after so long and even sought an Immortal to take a look at Purple Cypress Door, the reason was quite simple, it was the doings of the State Preceptor.

This old State Preceptor was not human to begin with.

He was a Ghost Immortal with a very high level of cultivation.

When Zhu Minglang first came into contact with him, he had not noticed anything unusual about this old State Preceptor.

It was only after Chongwang Dragon’s cultivation base greatly increased, thereby bestowing Zhu Minglang with some innate abilities to recognize and be wary of underworld spirits, that he became aware this old State Preceptor was actually far from simple, with a way higher level of cultivation than that of the Yin Spirit Son he almost exorcised.

A Ghost Immortal is still an Immortal.

Moreover, a realized Ghost Immortal.

If the deities of Ten Thousand Mile Sky City allow this Ghost Immortal to exist, then it’s not Zhu Minglang’s place to interfere.

However, this Ghost Immortal wanted to discuss with Zhu Minglang the rights of underworld spirits to exist in this world. Sorry, but I don’t have the time to argue with you about this nonsense. Don’t provoke me, do no evil, and the rest is the Underworld God’s affair.

But having said that, it is true that this King has a “spirit-summoning” constitution.

It seems he shall never escape the company of underworld spirits in this life.

…

Zhu Minglang returned to his small courtyard and headed towards the Spiritual Medicine garden at the back.

In the garden, Little Maid Xiao Xiao was busy weeding and watering with three little maids.

“Xiao Xiao, come here,” Zhu Minglang called to her.

The little maid obediently came over, curtsied, and then said, “Young Master.”

“Identify this for me,” Zhu Minglang said as he took out the Moonlight Sprout and inquired.

Xiao Xiao glanced at it, initially noticing nothing special. She was about to offer a simple explanation when she seemed to realize that there was something unusual about this Moonlight Sprout.