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n“You might be a genius but you’re a little dull.”

nOutside the Linhe Ghost Grave, Han Mo sneered. In his opinion, Ye Ping ventured into the Linhe Ghost Grave just because he was trying to use his Golden Wheel of Expiation to expiate the resentful spirits so as to obtain merit and increase his abilities.

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nThat was a feasible method, but the problem was that Ye Ping had overestimated his own abilities and underestimated Han Mo.

nThe Golden Wheel of Expiation was indeed extremely terrifying. To the resentful spirits, the Golden Wheel of Expiation was simply a supreme lethal weapon and even the Ghost King of the Linhe Ghost Grave would have to flee upon encountering the Golden Wheel of Expiation.

nHowever, the problem was that it would take time to expiate the resentful spirits and look for them too.

nThe massive number of resentful spirits obviously wouldn’t take the initiative to court death when they saw the Golden Wheel of Expiation.

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nThe disciples of the Fiendcelestial Cult were completely unaware of Ye Ping’s Golden Wheel of Expiation. If they had known that Ye Ping had a Golden Wheel of Expiation, they certainly wouldn’t have courted death.

nBesides, even if Ye Ping really expiated all the resentful spirits, what could he do?

nBreak through to the Golden Core realm right on the spot?

nIt would be fine if he broke through to the Foundation Establishment realm from the Qi Refinement realm. However, if he wanted to break through the Golden Core realm from the Foundation Establishment realm, spiritual energy alone would not be enough.

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nOther than the Qi Refinement realm and the Foundation Establishment realm which could be broken through using spiritual energy, the seven other realms could only be broken through with comprehension and the necessary conditions.

nRegardless of whether he was a peerless genius or not, if he could break through by relying only on a large amount of spiritual energy, the major dynasties would not have to do anything else. They could just pile all their Spirit Stones on a single person and breed an immortal.

nBesides, although the Golden Core realm could also be forcibly broken through using spiritual energy, it would be almost impossible to break through to the Nascent Soul realm if his foundation was broken.

nApart from the cultivators in the military camps, normal cultivators wouldn’t try to force a breakthrough.

nAlthough Han Mo despised Ye Ping for being so stupid, he also understood that it was Ye Ping’s last resort.

nHowever, Ye Ping looked down on him.

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nHe was indeed very strong. With a physique that was like a dragon, an invincible body, the Golden Wheel of Expiation, and a large repertoire of wonderful sword techniques, he was definitely a genius. Anyone who had one of those talents would be considered a genius.

nHowever, Ye Ping had all of them and that just meant that he definitely had a peerless inheritance.

nIf he could get it from Ye Ping, he would really have hopes of reviving the sect.

nAt the thought of this, Han Mo’s eyes were filled with greed.

nIn the Linhe Ghost Grave, Ye Ping ran wildly and aimlessly like a headless fly.

nXia Qingmo, who was behind Ye Ping, couldn’t help but be curious about what he was thinking.

nActually, she couldn’t understand what Ye Ping wanted to do. She wondered if he was there to expiate the resentful spirits, strengthen himself, and then fight Han Mo.

n‘This is so unrealistic.’

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nBreaking through to the Golden Core realm itself was very difficult in the first place. Besides, Ye Ping was a peerless genius. Hence, it would definitely be harder for him compared to other ordinary cultivators.

nEven if he expiated the resentful spirits in the entire Linhe Ghost Grave, he probably wouldn’t be able to break through to the Golden Core realm.

nShe really couldn’t figure out what Ye Ping wanted to do.

n‘Indeed, it’s hard to understand what men are thinking.’

nAt this moment, Ye Ping saw a bunch of resentful spirits. There were less than twenty of them.

nAt that moment, Ye Ping instantly hollered.

n“Where is the Ghost King?”

nYe Ping arrived in front of the resentful spirits like a heavenly god and he no longer had a refined aura. Instead, he seemed rather domineering.

n“Huh?”

n“Ghost King?”

nThe resentful spirits were a little dumbfounded. They were still discussing what to have for their next meal, and yet someone suddenly appeared to ask them where the Ghost King was. Naturally, they were confused.

nBefore the group of resentful spirits snapped back to their senses, a ray of golden light was shot downwards and more than ten weak merit surged into Ye Ping’s body.

nThere were soldiers chasing after Ye Ping so he had no time to waste.

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nIn the next moment, Ye Ping appeared in front of the resentful spirits again.

n“Where is the Ghost King?”

nLike a heavenly god, Ye Ping shocked the bunch of resentful spirits and their eyes were full of horror and bewilderment, at a loss for an answer.

nWhoosh!

nAnother golden light flashed, and dozens of weak merit surged into his body.

nNext, Ye Ping behaved like a madman. When he saw resentful spirits, he would ask them where the Ghost King was and those who could not answer in time would be expiated by the Golden Wheel of Expiation immediately.

n“Where is the Ghost King?”

nWhoosh!

n“Where is the Ghost King?”

nWhoosh!

n“Where is the Ghost King?”

nWhoosh!

nIn less than five minutes, Ye Ping expiated thousands of resentful spirits.

nIn the eyes of others, Ye Ping was just like a heavenly god, but in the eyes of the resentful spirits, Ye Ping was just a demon.

nHe was worse than them.

n‘Where is the Ghost King? How would I know where the Ghost King is?’

n‘Big Brother, cut it out.’

nThe resentful spirits were really crying.

nThe resentful spirits did not expect to encounter such a peculiar thing in their lives as ghosts.

nOn this day, the sounds of wild shrieks and howls filled the entire Linhe Ghost Grave.

nFinally, the resentful spirits answered in time.

n“The Ghost King is in the southwest. Brother, stop killing us.”

nThe resentful spirit knelt on the ground and cried. From afar, it had already seen how overbearing Ye Ping was.

nEverywhere he went, there were wild shrieks and howls.

nHence, when Ye Ping appeared in front of it, the resentful spirit immediately told Ye Ping where the Ghost King was.

n“In the southwest? Okay, thank you so much, you have done me a favor. I must repay your kindness. Since you’re full of resentment, let me help you.”

nKnowing that the Ghost King was in the southwest, Ye Ping couldn’t help but be overjoyed. In the end, he expiated the resentful spirit.

n“Let me help you…”

nThe resentful spirit was confused.

n‘You would expiate me if I didn’t tell you, but after I did, you expiated me too? Go and die.’

nThe resentful spirit was expiated and Ye Ping continued to fly towards the southwest.

nBang! Bang! Bang!

nAt this moment, the Sword Qi exploded and the resentful spirits in the entire Linhe Ghost Grave were doomed.

nIf they had been expiated by Ye Ping, they would at least be reincarnated, but Han Mo’s Dharmic Dao did not give them a chance to be expiated. They were directly blasted to death and turned into ashes.

nAll of a sudden, the resentful spirits began fleeing.

n‘Damn it, what kind of a person is this? Fights between immortals are bound to spell trouble.’

nThey cried.

n“Ye Ping, stop running away. It’s impossible for you to strengthen yourself by expiating resentful spirits. Do you think I’ll give you that opportunity?”

n“I can give you an opportunity. As long as you acknowledge me as your master, I’d be willing to accept you as my disciple. I can even teach you what I have learned. You and I will both benefit then. How does that sound?”

nHan Mo’s voice sounded behind them.

nHe followed closely behind Ye Ping. Even if Ye Ping executed the Carefree Sword Kinesis Flight, he would not be able to escape from Han Mo.

nHowever, Han Mo did not bother much. If Ye Ping continued being stubborn, he wouldn’t mind killing Ye Ping.

n“Senior, I have low aptitude, I’m afraid I might embarrass you if I become your disciple.”

nYe Ping fled at the front and responded too.

n“Low aptitude? If you call that low aptitude, how many people in this world would dare to call themselves geniuses?”

n“Are you going to acknowledge me as your master or not?”

nHan Mo humphed coldly and asked.

n“Yes, yes, yes. But Senior, can you let me go back to the sect? Can you at least let me inform my master?”

nYe Ping knew that Han Mo was impatient, and thus he tried to stall for time by chatting with him.

n“Why go to such lengths? Just acknowledge me as your master. I’ll go to your sect later and treat your master to a cup of tea to settle the matter. Ye Ping, I’m running out of patience, don’t be obstinate.”

nHan Mo continued to speak.

n“Tea? Drink what tea? My master only drinks new tea.”

nYe Ping continued to babble.

n“Seems like you really have a death wish.”

nHan Mo’s face turned sullen. He had already developed a killing intent. If not for the Tenth Princess, he would have been willing to spout nonsense with Ye Ping. However, it seemed that the matter of the Tenth Princess was the most important.

nIt would naturally be the best if he could get the best inheritance.

nIf not, he would just forget it.

nHowever, at this moment, a large huge stone tablet appeared in front of Ye Ping.

n“Great Purgatory Resentful Demon Sealed Land”

nThose ancient words were engraved on the massive stone tablet. Ye Ping had read that ancient text in the Kṣitigarbha Pavilion before and even learned it. Hence he knew what it meant.

nThere was a small mountain behind the stone tablet, and the Ghost King of the Linhe Ghost Grave was sealed there. It was a Great Purgatory Resentful Demon.

nThis area was indeed full of resentment and black fog that spread everywhere. Ordinary cultivators who stood at the side would be embroiled in the resentment and end up losing themselves.

n“This is it.”

nAt this moment, Ye Ping seemed overjoyed.

nHe came directly in front of the stone tablet.

nXia Qingmo watched in shock as Ye Ping punched the stone tablet.

nBoom!

nThe golden light was emanating from Ye Ping’s body and dragon roars resounded within him. The power of his punch was enough to beat up a cultivator in the early-stage Golden Core realm.

nOf course, the Golden Core realm cultivators who would be beaten up were ordinary ones.

nPeople were divided into different levels.

nThe same goes for cultivators.

nHan Mo was a genius.

nAlthough he was in the late-stage Golden Core realm, ordinary perfected Golden Core realm cultivators would have to die before him.

nAlthough Ye Ping was a Foundation Establishment realm cultivator, he might not be able to contend with Han Mo even if Han Mo was in the early-stage of the Golden Core realm.

nFor example, could Ye Ping, who was in the early-stage Foundation Establishment realm, defeat him?

nWhen his punch landed on the stone tablet, he realized that it didn’t move or change at all. It was just like a piece of divine metal that wouldn’t shatter regardless of how Ye Ping hit it.

n“Benefactor, are you trying to shatter the stone tablet and release the Ghost King to block Han Mo?”

nAt this moment, Xia Qingmo finally came back to her senses and couldn’t help but speak up after figuring out what Ye Ping meant.

n“Yes, otherwise what do you think I came to Linhe Ghost Grave for? No way you think I’m here to expiate resentful spirits to become stronger, right?”

nYe Ping was a little perplexed.

nThe Ghost King was the greatest reason he went to the Linhe Ghost Grave.

nThe Ghost King’s strength was akin to the Nascent Soul realm, and although Han Mo was a genius-level late Golden Core realm cultivator, how could he possibly resist the Ghost King without the Golden Light of Expiation?

n‘Would I be that stupid as to come to the Linhe Ghost Grave to kill resentful spirits and level up?’

n“Benefactor, then you can’t use brute force to break the seal. Use the Golden Wheel of Expiation.”

nXia Qingmo hurriedly suggested after understanding what Ye Ping was trying to do.

nThere were only two ways to break such a curse, both of which were exact opposites and on extreme ends of the spectrum.

nHe could either use the most evil thing in the world to break the seal or the most positive thing to break it.

nNothing else would work. If it could be broken by brute force, a random Nascent Soul heretical cultivator would be able to break it.

n“Golden Wheel of Expiation? Is there such a thing?”

nYe Ping was a little surprised as he didn’t expect that the Golden Wheel of Expiation could be used to break the seal.

nHowever, although he was surprised, Ye Ping nevertheless immediately condensed the Golden Wheel of Expiation and blasted it at the stone tablet.

nBoom.

nThe stone tablet trembled and there were some cracks. Indeed it was better than using brute force.

nAll of a sudden, Ye Ping couldn’t help but change his impression of Xia Qingmo. He thought that she would be a burden to him, but to his surprise, she was of some help.

n‘Indeed, those who have been educated are different.’

n“Benefactor, although you can hold Han Mo back by releasing the Ghost King, there will be chaos in the entire Qingzhou once the Ghost King comes out. By then, the citizens will be implicated.”

nXia Qingmo frowned slightly. Although it was a good solution, releasing the Ghost King would also cause a huge trouble in Qingzhou.

nHowever, hearing these words, Ye Ping couldn’t help but look at Xia Qingmo.

n“Princess Qingmo, remember my words. Your life is the most important and regardless of whether there is chaos in Qingzhou or not, it concerns only Qingzhou. However, if we don’t release the Ghost King, you and I will die. Qingzhou will not remember what the two of us have done, and I don’t need the people of Qingzhou to remember me.”

nYe Ping’s voice was very calm, but his words made Xia Qingmo freeze in shock.

nIf he said that in the imperial courts, he would have been scolded by countless great scholars, but actually, there was really nothing wrong with Ye Ping’s statement.

nHowever, in fact, Ye Ping dared to release the Ghost King naturally because he had his own ideas and it was up to him to decide if the Ghost King would create chaos in Qingzhou, not the Ghost King.

nBoom!

nBoom!

nBoom!

nYe Ping punched the stone tablet with his golden fist time and time again while the dragon’s roar got louder and louder. The cracks on the stone tablet became larger too.

n“Ye Ping, I advise you not to release the Ghost King. Once the Ghost King is released, he will definitely wreak havoc and the entire Qingzhou will be destroyed.”

n“When that time comes, all the people the Ghost King killed and the negative karma will all be pinned on you. Do you know that?”

nStanding near the Ghost King seal, Han Mo frowned and said loudly with a pale face.

nHe really didn’t expect that Ye Ping went to the Linhe Ghost Grave because he was actually intending to release the Ghost King.

nIf the Ghost King was really released, he would indeed be in trouble. Given his current cultivation level, he would not be able to resist the Ghost King at all.

n“Senior Han, I can choose not to release the Ghost King, as long as you leave right now.”

nYe Ping bombarded the stone tablet. To be honest, he was a little weak too. If the Ghost King was released and he started a massacre, the karma he would get would be terrifying. Hence, he would not release the Ghost King unless it was necessary.

n“Okay, as long as you hand over the Tenth Princess to me, I can leave and not hurt you, how about that?”

nHan Mo did not expect Ye Ping to hide that move. His face was extremely sullen and he even regretted not killing Ye Ping sooner.

nHe had himself and his greed to blame. In hindsight, he felt foolish for coveting Ye Ping’s inheritance.

n“Okay, I can hand the princess over to you, but I want to chat about life with her. Why don’t I take her to Lizhou before handing her to you?”

nYe Ping could not help but ask about it.

n“Hah!”

nAfter hearing his words, Han Mo couldn’t help but sneer. He knew that there were people from the Great Xia Dynasty in Lizhou, and once they were there, he’d definitely die.

nBoom.

nAt this moment, Han Mo stepped into the Ghost King’s grave right away and a large number of resentful spirits embroiled him. Han Mo took out a jade pendant, and in an instant, the jade pendant emitted a green light that stopped the resentful spirits.

nAt the same time, Sword Qi darted out and turned into lighting that blasted Ye Ping’s back.

nClang! Clang! Clang!

nThe Sword Qi bombarded Ye Ping’s back, producing a huge explosion. Ye Ping gathered all his Dharmic powers in his back and released the Torch Dragon Ancient Seal, Torch Dragon Immortal Apertures, and Ancient Godfiend Body. However, he was still severely injured by the body.

nPfft.

nYe Ping spat out a mouthful of blood that splattered onto the stone tablet. As a result, he was injured.

nBang!

nHowever, Ye Ping didn’t hesitate and blasted the stone tablet again.

nAs long as the stone tablet was shattered, there would still be a chance of survival. Otherwise, there would be no solution.

n“Fool, go to hell.”

nIn the next moment, Han Mo spoke up and he formed seals with both his hands while hundreds of green Sword Qi coalesced into an extremely terrifying Sword Qi.

nIt charged towards Ye Ping.

nThe Sword Qi was enough to kill Ye Ping.

nYe Ping was overwhelmed with a terrifying sense of crisis and his hair stood on end.

nHowever, he gritted his teeth, did his best, and punched the stone tablet again.

n“True Dragon Ancient Fist.”

nYe Ping’s fist turned into a dragon shape and it trembled, causing the void to quiver. At the instant that he punched the stone tablet, it almost cracked.

nUnfortunately, the seal was too deeply rooted and it was difficult to be shattered.

nOn the other hand, Han Mo’s sword had already appeared behind him.

nAt this moment, Ye Ping was speechless.

nHe did not choose to flee, because he knew that if he fled, Han Mo could still chase after him. Sooner or later, he would die. All he could do was just delay a little.

n“Damn it, I will never be a good person again in my next life.”

nAt this moment, Ye Ping cursed loudly. He had no regrets because there was no point in regret.

nHowever, at this moment, Xia Qingmo’s voice sounded.

n“Benefactor, continue.”

nIn the next moment, Xia Qingmo appeared in front of Ye Ping and blocked the Sword Qi.

nBang!

nThe Sword Qi, which was thirty feet long blasted in front of Xia Qingmo, but an invisible force blocked the Sword Qi and the necklace on Xia Qingmo’s neck shattered.

nIt was her protective Dharma treasure that could only be used once.

nSeeing this scene, Ye Ping barely hesitated at all and simply punched the stone tablet again.

nBoom.

nThe stone tablet was almost shattered.

nHowever, at this moment, Han Mo Daoist’s Sword Qi charged over again.

nIn this situation, no one would hesitate because hesitation would lead to death.

nThe Sword Qi made Xia Qingmo feel hopeless.

nIt was too late for Ye Ping to release his final strike.

nDeath was approaching.

nHowever, when Ye Ping and Xia Qingmo were in despair.

nA strong voice sounded.

n“Old friend, hurry up and smash it. I’ll block it for you.”

nIn an instant, the Ghost King grave trembled.

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