Demon-killing Enlightenment

Lu Jia's soul was completely controlled by Mu Yang, and he had not yet fully awakened his intelligence. Just like Aunt Liu at the beginning, he was a little confused.

But after all, he had reached the great perfection of the Qi Realm during his lifetime and was only one step away from the Qi Condensation Realm, so even if Lu Jia is a resentful spirit now, it is a resentful spirit that is infinitely close to a resentful spirit.

The instinct for survival is still there, and the fear of Mu Yang from the bottom of his soul is still there.

So, when Mu Yang asked it to surrender or die, Lu Jia's soul decisively chose to surrender.

That speed is only slightly slower than Laogui's.

The old ghost floated back and forth beside Lu Jia's soul, as if he liked this new ghost who knew the current situation.

"From now on, you will be called Huang Hun." Mu Yang gave him a new name based on the color of the spiritual energy that Lu Jia condensed when he was alive.

Huang Hun kowtowed to the ground to express his absolute loyalty.

Just like that, there were already five ghosts at the level of vengeful spirits in Mu Yang's Reverse Spirit Mirror space.

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Near the north gate of Nanguan.

The contestants of the Ghost Festival have already entered the hunting forest. All that remains is to wait five days to see who brings back a jade slip with more and higher-level ghosts.

The crowd of onlookers fell into a moment of calm, but few people left. These people were either placing heavy bets in the gambling houses near Nanguan, or betting on life and death in the secret houses of the Ghost Slaughter Saint Sect.

These people were closely watching the changes in the ghost jade on the wall; they didn't want to miss the moment when they would become rich.

"Hey, when do you think the number of people at this year's Ghost Festival will start to decrease? Anyway, the first Ghost Jade Shattering didn't appear until the third day last time."

"Who knows? In the past, everyone was safe. It is very likely that this year will be the same."

The onlookers were talking about the matter. Some people hoped that the player they bet on would die quickly, while others hoped that the player they favored would not die in disgrace.

Just as everyone was whispering.

Click!

A piece of ghost jade hanging on the wall broke.

"Something has broken! Something has broken!" the first person to discover it shouted loudly.

"Fuck! So fast? This is the fastest reduction in personnel in history."

In an instant, countless people pressed towards the city wall, trying to push it down.

"Oh my god, whose ghost jade is that? Are they the people I bet on?" Bao Ying was very concerned about who died in the crowd. It was obvious that he also bet on the life and death game.

"Lu Jia, it's a guy called Lu Jia!" The audience members who were nearby announced loudly so that the people behind could also hear.

"Who is Lu Jia? I've never heard of him. Is he from another place?"

"Hiss, I seem to have heard this name somewhere before, but it must have been a long time ago, I can't remember clearly."

"He is from the Ling Sect, Lu Jia, and he also participated in the ghost festival many years ago." An elderly man recalled.

"Yeah, the contestant from the Spiritual Sect, wasn't he just here for the show? How come he died? It seems like he wasn't that strong."

People were talking about this ignorant Lu Jia, laughing at his greed and recklessness, thinking that he could run rampant in the hunting forest just because he was a disciple of the Ling Sect. What a pipe dream.

Among the people present, only a few people from the Xue Mansion had gloomy faces and eyes full of disbelief.

Lingzong Lu Jia has reached the great perfection of the Qi realm. He is definitely the strongest among these seventy or so contestants.

But now his ghost jade was broken, which proved that Lu Jia was dead.

How could the Xue family accept that the spiritual master who had been invited by the Xue family at a huge expense to help had died at the great perfection of Qi realm?

However, despite being shocked, the people in Xue Mansion still sent someone to report this shocking news back to Xue Mansion.

Fortunately, Xue Hai's ghost jade was still hanging there intact.

The people in the Xue Mansion were also speculating that Lu Jia, Xue Hai and their group must have encountered a powerful vengeful spirit, and Lu Jia tried his best to stop it, saving Xue Hai's life, while he himself was fed to the vengeful spirit.

This is the only reasonable explanation, otherwise no one would believe that someone could kill Lu Jia.

"Father, that Lu Jia is very weak, right? He was the first one to die." Ding Qing asked while standing behind Ding Chong who was present.

Ding Chong looked serious and his breathing was a little unstable.

Because he knew that this Lu Jia was a person who had reached the great perfection of the Qi Realm with the same strength as himself, and was the most powerful disciple of the Ling Sect stationed near Nanguan.

It stands to reason that with Lu Jia's strength, it is impossible for him to die in an activity like a ghost festival, unless he encounters a very dangerous ghost.

And the fact that this kind of ghost can kill Lu Jia proves that the contestants are completely powerless against this ghost.

Ding Bai and Liu Yang are in danger, Ding Chong thought to himself.

Rumors have spread among the onlookers that Lu Jia is at the bottom of the list in terms of strength, and as a representative of the Spiritual Sect participating in the Ghost Festival, he does not give any face to Jin Nanguan at all.

But the fact is just the opposite, and only those who know the inside story are shocked.

Xue Mansion.

"what?!"

boom!

Xue Xing crushed the cup in his hand. He couldn't believe Lu Jia's death.

"I saw with my own eyes that Lu Jia's ghost jade was broken." The person who came back from Xue Mansion to report knelt on the ground and reported again.

Quiet, the Xue Mansion was as quiet as death.

Only Xue Xing's heavy breathing filled everyone's ears.

The clan leaders of the three gates and two mansions did not attend today. After all, an opening ceremony is not worthy of attention. It is enough to have the military people present.

Everyone is waiting for the closing ceremony to welcome their own children back triumphantly, and to enjoy the envious looks from others.

But today, such a big thing happened in the Xue Mansion that Xue Xing couldn't hold his head up in front of the other clan leaders.

Just when everyone was afraid to breathe, Xue Xing's eldest son Xue Quan walked up to Xue Xing and handed him freshly brewed tea.

"Father, please be patient. After all, Lu Jia is an external helper. If he dies, it's just a waste of some spirit stones."

Xue Xing's breathing became a little calmer, and he took the tea and drank some.

"How about Xue Hai's ghost jade?" Xue Quan asked his subordinates.

"Master, it's intact," the subordinate replied.

Xue Xing then breathed a sigh of relief, and his expression returned to normal.

"Boss, what do you think?" Xue Xing asked Xue Quan.

"Father, Lu Jia's death was indeed unexpected, but it is not completely unacceptable," Xu Quan analyzed.

"Father, think about it, Lu Jia has been killed, which proves that a powerful ghost has appeared in the hunting forest, at least a vengeful spirit level."

"Yeah." Xue Xing agreed with Xue Quan's analysis.

"That means that these players are all facing this crisis, and Xue Hai's strength is the most outstanding among them. This crisis may be his opportunity to take advantage of the chaos to get more jade slips."

Xue Quan made a very clear analysis, "Besides, with the situation being so chaotic, it's understandable that a few well-known players from nearby Nanguan died." Xue Quan looked at Xue Xing and said.

Xue Xing's eyes lit up, but he immediately regained his composure, "Yes, indeed. It's so dangerous, no one can say for sure which contestant will be able to escape unscathed."

The father and son were still complacent about the Xue family's plan, but they didn't know that the most promising young man in the Xue family would not live for many more days.