Linhe Ghost Grave.

With all the resentment removed from his body, Zhang Ye’s body turned extremely white and clean.

His menace was gone and he had already been purified.

“So, how is it? Fellow Daoist, I didn’t lie to you, did I? It only hurt for a bit, right?”

Ye Ping looked at Zhang Ye and said seriously.

After hearing that, the latter could not help but look a bit disgruntled.

Zhang Ye was in a complicated mood. Although he had been expiated and got rid of his resentment, he also lost his cultivation level.

“Fellow Daoist, are you still a bit resentful? Do you want me to expiate you again?”

Looking at Zhang Ye’s expression, Ye Ping couldn’t help but ask that question, with the Golden Light of Expiation ready in his hand.

“Don’t, Immortal. I’ve already gotten an enlightenment, I don’t need to be expiated anymore.”

“If you really want to expiate something, go straight and you will find many lonely ghosts there.”

As soon as he heard that Ye Ping wanted to expiate him, Zhang Ye panicked and hurriedly told Ye Ping that there were many more ghosts in front, so that he wouldn’t expiate him again.

He really couldn’t handle it.

“There are many lonely ghosts ahead?”

When Ye Ping heard this, he couldn’t help but be energized.

“Yes, there are many lonely ghosts ahead, but Immortal, please don’t delve too deep. The Ghost King is right in front. You may have the Golden Light of Expiation, but I doubt you can expiate him.”

Zhang Ye reminded kindly.

Now that he had been expiated and received Ye Ping’s beneficence, all the menace in his heart was gone too, and naturally, he became kindhearted and wouldn’t harm Ye Ping.

“Got it.”

Ye Ping nodded. He was clear that he would just be courting death by trying to expiate the Ghost King with his current ability. Although he might not be able to expiate the Ghost King, he could still expiate some Ghost Warriors with no major issues.

“Immortal, the Ghost King of the Linhe Ghost Grave is going to be revived soon. It isn’t safe here. Although I don’t know your cultivation level, you should try to leave early if there is nothing important.”

Zhang Ye told Ye Ping to leave earlier, lest he got into trouble.

“Thank you, Fellow Daoist.”

Ye Ping said gratefully.

“Immortal, you’re being too kind. After I turned into a ghost, I did a lot of evil and suffered a lot of pain. Fortunately, you expiated me and got rid of my evilness. I will definitely be a slave to you in my next life to repay your kindness.”

Zhang Ye sounded extremely pious.

He really felt thankful towards Ye Ping.

“Fellow Daoist, since you understand and turn for the better, that’s good. You don’t have to thank me.”

“However, Fellow Daoist Zhang, are you sure that your menace has been expiated completely?”

Ye Ping didn’t think that Zhang Ye owed him a favor, but rather, he felt that there was still some hostility within him that hadn’t been expiated yet.

Sensing Ye Ping’s gaze, Zhang Ye’s body was trembling and he grimaced.

“Immortal, I’ll get going. Let’s contact each other again if we are fated with each other in the next life.”

After saying that, he directly disappeared in the same place and went to get reincarnated.

Seeing Zhang Ye leave, Ye Ping felt reluctant because he was a good ghost.

However, since he had already reincarnated, he could only see him in the next life.

After Zhang Ye left, Ye Ping didn’t move around casually and instead began to digest the power of merit.

Sitting cross-legged on the ground, Ye Ping checked the power of merit.

There were a total of 31 power of merit.

Most of the power of merit was very little, but the one from expiating Zhang Ye was rather intense.

In the next moment, Ye Ping stopped going on further and instead mobilized the power of merit in his body to open the Immortal Aperture.

Yes, to open the aperture.

For the time being, his current cultivation realm did not have to be upgraded. Besides, the Torch Dragon Immortal Apertures were the root of cultivation. After all, he was about to participate in the Qingzhou Sword Dao Meet, and he definitely wouldn’t have the time to cultivate properly.

The more Torch Dragon Immortal Apertures, the faster his self-cultivation would be.

Hence, Ye Ping planned to first open up ten Torch Dragon Immortal Apertures before considering the issue of cultivation and the Godfiend body.

In an instant, the power of merit was turned into rich spiritual energy.

Ye Ping immediately started mobilizing the Torch Dragon Immortal Aperture cultivation method.

15 minutes later.

With a loud sound, Ye Ping opened up the third Torch Dragon Immortal Aperture.

Most importantly, he had only consumed five units of power of merit, thus showing how incredible the power of merit was.

In fact, the power of merit was extremely precious to all cultivators.

It was because the power of merit was a panacea that could be used to refine pills and weapons, enhance one’s luck, cultivation, and even as a sacrifice for treasures.

In short, the functions of power of merit were as extensive as one could imagine.

Hence, the power of merit was extremely precious, but almost no one dared to use it to cultivate.

After all, it was extremely difficult to obtain a power of merit.

One would have to expiate a resentful spirit and make it forget his obsessions and get reincarnated. The higher the cultivation level, the harder it would be for the expiation to succeed.

However, expiation was possible because the Golden Light of Expiation was also the light of enlightenment.

However, it was extremely difficult to cultivate the Golden Light of Expiation. Those who hadn’t cultivated for hundreds or even thousands of years would never be able to condense the Golden Light of Expiation.

Once they really cultivated the Golden Light of Expiation, they would at least be at the Golden Core realm even if they had poor cultivation levels.

Golden Core Perfected Ones definitely wouldn’t come to such a place to expiate some small ghosts.

However, Ye Ping was different. He was just a Qi Refinement cultivator, and to him, converting the power of merit that he had gained into spiritual energy would be a huge profit.

Time passed little by little.

Four hours passed.

Ye Ping opened his eyes.

The 30 power of merit turned into a massive amount of spiritual energy that opened up three of his Immortal Apertures.

His cultivation level was now five times faster.

Ye Ping did not use Zhang Ye’s power of merit to open the Immortal Apertures and instead used it to improve his cultivation level.

They were in the Linhe Ghost Grave where danger was lurking in every corner. He wouldn’t feel safe unless he increased his cultivation level.

Another two hours passed.

As Ye Ping consumed the last power of merit, Ye Ping’s cultivation level skyrocketed to the seventh level of Qi Refinement.

Indeed, he improved by four levels at one go.

Sensing the fluctuating Dharmic powers in his body, Ye Ping felt an indescribable feeling of accomplishment.

He felt that his current cultivation level could completely catch up to that of the Ghost Warrior, Zhang Ye.

With his cultivation level raised and the Torch Dragon Immortal Apertures opened, Ye Ping stood up and walked over.

Since he had finally found a place to get more merit, he naturally wouldn’t leave.

Ye Ping didn’t worry much about Su Changyu because there was no need for him to since Su Changyu was already so strong. He decided to take the opportunity to obtain more power of merit, lest his cultivation level stagnated.

Just like that, Ye Ping’s figure gradually vanished.

On the other hand, voices sounded.

“Miss, we are in the Linhe Ghost Grave now, don’t wander off on your own, lest you encounter ghosts.”

“Gentleman, I seem to have heard my family’s voices. I’ll go meet them now. See you again if we are fated to.”

“You may have heard wrongly. I didn’t hear anyone calling you. Maybe, there are some resentful spirits nearby that are trying to lure you to them. You’d better stay. There’s a Venerable One with a high cultivation level here who can protect you.”

Not far away, Su Changyu tugged the sleeve of the woman in blue and said seriously.

He might be useless, but he was very righteous. This was the Linhe Ghost Grave. If the girl in blue left and encountered some resentful spirits, he would feel really guilty about it.

“Immortal, I really heard my father calling my name. Just let me go.”

The woman in blue looked rather upset.

She felt terrible.

She originally wanted to seduce Su Changyu, but she realized that he was extremely firm and she could barely faze him. Yet, he even refused to let her leave.

‘Once the fog dissipates and Kong Hai comes, I’ll die.’

“Miss, please don’t throw a tantrum. It’s very dangerous here. As a cultivator of the righteous Dao, I can’t let you be in danger.”

“My friend is here.”

Su Changyu pulled the woman in blue and as soon as he finished speaking, he discovered that the fog had instantly vanished and Kong Hai’s figure appeared.

“Let go.”

The woman in blue screamed, then turned into a black fog and tried to escape.

However, in the next moment, a beam of turquoise light flashed and a string of Buddhist beads restrained her.

The woman let out an ear-piercing scream and her body was engulfed in black smoke. However, her soul instantly dissipated and she didn’t have the chance to reincarnate at all, which was worse than getting expiated by Ye Ping.

Her hands were stained with blood, and she had killed many people. The basic expiation method would only make her soul perish.

However, no one would take pity on her because evil begets evil, and it was just a consequence she had to bear.

“Amitabha.”

Kong Hai hurriedly walked over and waved his hands, after which the Buddhist beads returned to his hand and he screamed.

Su Changyu, who was beside him, was stunned beyond words.

He didn’t expect that woman to be a ghost cultivator.

At this moment, Su Changyu was terrified as he recalled everything.

Fortunately, he stayed calm. Otherwise, it would have been the end for him.

“Sister Xiao is right, I can’t be lustful when I’m out there.”

Su Changyu thought in his heart.

However, the next moment, he noticed that something was amiss.

‘Where did Ye Ping go?’