Chapter 100

At five in the afternoon, Shuhang bid farewell to Medicine Master and returned to the university town.

On the way, he received a short message from Yang De, saying that the results of the 5000-meter race at the sports meet were out, and Shuhang had undoubtedly won the championship. Because he wasn't there, Gao Moumou, that guy, was very excited and collected the award on Shuhang's behalf. He also asked if Shuhang had returned from the pharmacy and whether he wanted to have dinner with everyone.

"Speaking of which, after the sports meet, I still owe Yang De a Ten Fragrance Fish Head. This time, thanks to his information, otherwise the Sect Master might have escaped," Shuhang thought to himself.

"Furthermore, it's time to sign up for driving lessons. And... should I buy a membership for the chat app? That way, I can level up faster in the game farm."

He hadn't played the game farm for a long time. Now, he only checked it when he was in the mood while using the chat app. If he wasn't in the mood, he just left it to its own devices.

But now... so many seniors in the Nine Provinces Number One Group were playing this game, so Shuhang had to consider picking it up again. Who knows, maybe one day, a senior in the group would get excited and give him some unexpected benefits?

Although the possibility was low, it wasn't impossible. After all, it was just a game farm, and it didn't take much time to invest. If he could get some benefits, it would be a big deal.

"There's a lot to do," Shuhang swiped open the text message reply interface and replied to Yang De: "I'm back. Where are you? I'll be there soon!"

Then, he jogged back to the university town.

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After having dinner with his roommates, the four of them had no other plans for the day and just stayed in the dorm to play games.

Today, too many things happened: the morning race at the sports meet, the long journey to find the Sect Master, then accidentally capturing the Sect Master, being dragged by Zhao Yayi to the hospital for a physical examination, and then encountering various other things.

So even though he obtained the Blood Qi Pill, Shuhang didn't have the energy to try it out. After playing a few rounds of games with his roommates, he went to bed early.

He was indeed a bit tired.

Before sleeping, Shuhang gathered his last bit of energy, using his mental power to stay alert, putting himself in a highly sensitive state.

Soon... he fell into a deep sleep.

In the first half of the night, Shuhang slept soundly.

In the second half of the night, he had an interesting dream.

In the dream, Shuhang returned to ancient China... the exact era was unknown. He could only tell it was ancient from the people's clothing and the various buildings.

Then, his identity was the son of a coffin shop owner. Perhaps because he faced coffins all day, the young him in the dream always had a deadpan expression.

What kind of bizarre dream is this? Shuhang secretly complained. They say what you think about during the day appears in your dreams, but I didn't think about these things at all today.

In the dream, time passed year by year. When he was about five or six years old, one day, a Taoist with a sage-like demeanor passed through the small village, saw his potential at a glance, and wanted to take him as a disciple.

And he lived up to everyone's expectations, easily being lured away by the Taoist to become a disciple. He wondered how heartbroken his coffin-selling father would be?

After practicing with the old Taoist for a few years, he learned that his teacher was a wandering cultivator who had accidentally obtained a partial cultivation method called 'Ghost Gate Exorcist.' He had diligently practiced it until now. However, the cultivation method was incomplete and severely damaged, allowing him to barely reach the Second Stage.

A few more years passed... the old Taoist was killed.

Because they were 'evil ghost cultivators,' they often dealt with vengeful ghosts, so they were killed, and their bodies were never found.

In the dream, he had to fend for himself.

The old Taoist's death greatly affected him. He became more cautious, and the higher his strength, the smaller his courage.

The next part of his life was like the protagonist of an evil novel. To advance in cultivation, he used every method to cultivate various evil ghosts and find a blessed land to raise ghosts.

His biggest goal was to find a spirit ghost, using its special effects to elevate his cultivation to a higher level!

During this period, to meet the needs of raising ghosts, he did all sorts of things. For example, now, his main job was an exorcist, and he also worked as a hitman for a criminal organization.

One day, while searching for treasures, he accidentally discovered a blessed land very suitable for raising ghosts—a place called Ghost Lamp Temple. More importantly, there was a spirit ghost in the Ghost Lamp Temple, which made him extremely excited!

Is this not a dream? Shuhang immediately realized that from the moment the Ghost Lamp Temple appeared, he understood. Could this be the Sect Master's memory?

Ghost Lamp Temple, Luoxin Street! Is the ghost cultivator in the dream the Sect Master? Why am I dreaming about the Sect Master? Shuhang was puzzled.

The dream continued. After investigating the Ghost Lamp Temple once, the dream 'he' was extremely disappointed.

Because he was a step too late, the Ghost Lamp Temple had already been bought by someone else, and a sealing array was set up. The sealing array was clearly set up by a high-level expert, and 'he' didn't dare to destroy it, fearing that the expert would take revenge and kill him.

But with such a blessed land for raising ghosts and a spirit ghost right in front of him, how could he not be tempted?

A spirit ghost, this is a spirit ghost!

He couldn't break the array himself, but he could use someone else to do it. The array, though intricate, could be broken if he found the array eye!

And if the expert appeared after the array was broken, they would only vent their anger on the scapegoat!

So, 'he' transformed into a feng shui master and tried every means to guide the original owner of the Ghost Lamp Temple, Huang Dageng, to demolish the temple and build a cemetery.

Huang Dageng originally had such intentions, and with someone encouraging him, he was even more tempted. They agreed, and the next year, Huang Dageng demolished the Ghost Lamp Temple and built a large cemetery for himself.

The Ghost Lamp Temple was destroyed, and the cemetery was built.

Under the guidance of the fake feng shui master, Huang Dageng personally carried his tombstone to the cemetery and placed it in a designated 'feng shui treasure spot'—which was the array eye that 'he' had painstakingly found.

As soon as the tombstone was placed, the first layer of the sealing array set up by the mysterious expert was immediately destroyed. The spirit ghost in the Ghost Lamp Temple roared out and drained Huang Dageng's blood and qi.

Huang Dageng didn't die on the spot after being drained of his blood and qi; he just felt weak. He fell ill at home and died after seven days.

The spirit ghost, after draining Huang Dageng, didn't leave but returned to its original position.

This made 'him' extremely happy. Although 'he' had set up a sealing array around the Ghost Lamp Temple, the materials were expensive, and he tried to save as much as possible. The impact on the array would damage the materials, and the spirit ghost not impacting the array saved him a lot of materials.

After the expert's array was broken, 'he' didn't rush to capture the spirit ghost.

First, he was worried that the expert might come immediately.

Second, the spirit ghost wasn't mature yet and needed more time to be raised in the blessed land.

The next events were known to everyone in Luoxin Street. Huang Dageng's family cried all the way to bury his body in the cemetery.

This behavior enraged the spirit ghost again!

The spirit ghost took advantage of Huang Dageng's family crying at the grave and roamed around, draining most of their blood and qi. After returning home, Huang Dageng's family started falling ill one after another.

A year later, the entire family was buried in the cemetery.

Perhaps, after draining so much blood and qi, the spirit ghost was temporarily satisfied. The people who buried Huang Dageng's family escaped unharmed.

In the following years, the dream 'he' settled in Luoxin Street, guarding Huang Dageng's grave and observing the spirit ghost's growth every day.

At this point in the dream, Shuhang was very puzzled. Since the array was broken, why didn't the Sect Master take the spirit ghost when it matured?

What happened later?