A King Summoner Travels Through the World of Ye Luoli

who are you?

The glassy body on the boy's body slowly faded, and he slowly opened his eyes.

Before him stood an extremely beautiful girl, holding his hand and trying to save him. It seemed they were in that underground palace, on the ground that had tormented him, and now the place seemed to be collapsing.

So, when the savior appears, hell collapses.

"Azure Dragon!"

Finally, the poison was completely removed. This one was even more advanced than the other two, and it took her a lot of effort. Now she could leave. Lu Zhaoran put her arm around his waist, summoned the little green dragon that was wrapped around Xi Shi's wrist, and jumped onto the dragon's back.

After the little green dragon emerged, it enlarged its body and created a protective shield around itself, then carried the two of them away from there.

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"Sister! Put me down! Put me down!"

Azure Dragon could easily sense Cheng Huang's location and flew towards Xing Chen and the others. At that moment, they were waiting for them on the other side of the moat protecting the city lord's mansion.

Because Xingchen kept trying to sneak back to find Lu Zhaoran, Chenghuang kept carrying her in its mouth to prevent her from running away.

Upon seeing Lu Zhao standing atop the Azure Dragon, the stars, which had been quiet for a while, began to flutter again.

When Chenghuang saw Lu Zhaoran arrive, it stopped holding her captive. It lowered its head and put down the person it was carrying in its mouth.

"elder sister……"

Xingchen ran over instinctively wanting to hug her, but when she saw the person Lu Zhaoran was holding, her outstretched arms stopped abruptly.

Seeing how enthusiastic Xingchen was, Lu Zhaoran naturally handed the person leaning on her shoulder into Xingchen's arms.

"You've come at the right time. Help him up, and I'll give him some energy."

This person is too weak. Lu Zhaoran felt that if he didn't give him some energy soon, he might not even know when he would die.

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"Woooooooo..."

"Ningning? Why are you crying?"

A burst of crying caught Lu Zhaoran's attention.

The one crying was the girl who had been rescued.

The boy next to her saw her crying and, somewhat at a loss, wiped away her tears.

"I...I don't know, I don't know why, I feel...so sad, brother, you cried too."

Upon hearing this, Lu Zhaoran looked at the boy and noticed that he also had tear stains on his face.

The boy hurriedly wiped away his tears.

He didn't know why, even though being rescued should have been a happy thing, he felt so sad and depressed, just like Ningning said.

"elder sister……"

"Xingchen, what's wrong?"

Seeing that her complexion was not good, Lu Zhaoran's heart alarm bells went off.

One person is crying, two people are crying, and now Xingchen is in trouble. Could it be that this poison has aftereffects?

"Sister... I feel... very sad, there's an indescribable sense of oppression."

"Suppressed?"

Lu Zhaoran looked around, but she couldn't sense anything.

"Summoner, they are being disturbed by vengeful spirits."

Upon hearing the voice, Lu Zhaoran looked around and finally focused her gaze on the dragon that had shrunk and was wrapped around her wrist.

"Little Qinglong?"

"It's me! It's me!"

"Can you talk?"

"Of course~ I'm a divine beast! A summoner's rank determines a hero's potential. As heroes grow stronger, we companion beasts also grow stronger. As long as the summoner keeps improving, I might even be able to transform into human form~"

Seeing its proud and swaying manner, Lu Zhaoran reached out and patted its little head.

"What's this about the vengeful spirit you mentioned earlier?"

"Everyone who died here was murdered, and they died in the prime of their lives. Their resentment and obsession lingered for a long time, and their souls were thus trapped in this place after death."

This is also related to the reason why Yue Lin's decline accelerated.

They feel sadness, and for this reason, being plagued by resentment is a troublesome matter; as long as the spirit to which the resentment belongs remains, the resentment will continue to haunt them.

"I see. But why can't I feel it?"

Lu Zhaoran really didn't feel anything at all.

"Of course, Summoner can't feel it. Summoner has saved countless lives in the many battles between humans and immortals, and is covered with countless merits. As the saying goes, good and evil will eventually be rewarded, it's just a matter of sooner or later. Summoner's good fortune is evident today."

Upon hearing this, Lu Zhaoran understood. Today, the four of them were entangled by this resentment. If they could not get rid of the owner of this resentment, the four of them would be haunted by this thing for the rest of their lives.

But with so many dead souls here, how can we find them?

Seeing Lu Zhaoran's furrowed brows, Xingchen suddenly thought that if this could make her sister love her for the rest of her life, it wouldn't be bad...

"Ahem...ahem."

Unfortunately, things didn't go as planned; the man leaning on her shoulder suddenly coughed up blood.

"How unlucky humans are."

Little Green Dragon was suddenly drawn to this person.

"Unlucky?"

"That's right~ This human's fate is very complicated. There is no certainty about life, death, wealth and status for such a person, but he is definitely an unlucky guy that everyone hates."

"Do you still understand this?"

"It's a mythical beast now!"

Looking at the face that resembled Lu An's, Lu Zhaoran felt a ripple in his heart.

The description given by Xiao Qinglong perfectly matched Lu An's description, except for the person in front of him.

Seeing Xingchen and his tormented state, entangled in resentment, Lu Zhaoran made his choice.

Since we can't find them, let's consolidate them and take them all with us.

"Turn around, close your eyes, and whatever you hear, do not turn around or open your eyes."

The four obediently followed instructions.

Lu Zhaoran stood on the back of the enlarged version of the Azure Dragon, and the Azure Dragon carried her across the river and back into the City Lord's Mansion.

Standing on these ruins, Lu Zhaoran finally felt a sense of oppression.

No wonder Xingchen said he felt uncomfortable when he entered this place. There were so many vengeful spirits. Yue Lin could suppress them when she was here, but after Yue Lin disappeared, there was no one here that could suppress them anymore.

"The Spear of Su Gui - The Great Master of Fate".

Once the energy is restored, summoning heroes will no longer be a problem.

She did not want to annihilate all these undead by brute force.

The oldest among them was only in his early twenties when he died, and the youngest was only five or six years old. To die at such an age is considered premature death, and it would be a lie to say it's not a pity.

Not only did she die young, but she also died unjustly. She was made into a glass statue simply because of her good looks, and she even had to watch herself turn into glass little by little. It's only natural that she would feel resentment under such pain.

The poem "The Great Master of Fate" in the Nine Songs says: "Human life is indeed predetermined, what can be separated or reunited?" All the sorrows and sufferings in the world are nothing more than death and separation.

This time, she chose the hero Da Siming. As one of the nine great witches of Yunmengze, Da Siming shoulders the heavy responsibility of patrolling life and death and wielding a weapon to punish evil.

"The Big Dipper governs death, the Southern Dipper governs life." The moment the contract was reached, the entire world fell silent. A long, dark blue river, its origin and destination unknown, surrounded the entire city lord's mansion with a dim blue light, much like the color of a living soul.

The solemn and heavy witch bells did not sound noisy in the quiet atmosphere; on the contrary, they seemed to add a sense of solemnity to the scene. The High Priest, holding the Su Gui Spear, slowly appeared amidst the sound of the witch bells.

All worldly thoughts are but a thing of the past.

At this moment, Lu Zhaoran also changed. Her long, dark hair was draped over her back, and a mysterious silver mask containing special Yunmengze amber material partially concealed her face. While hiding her face, she could sense the energy of all things, as if she had been labeled "keep away".

The long, flowing robe of the shaman, cut in black, blue, and white, exuded a strong sense of ritual. Its patterns mimicked the natural growth and intertwining of clouds and dreams. In his hand, he also held a divine halberd, from which hung a shamanic bell that rang softly.

Lu Zhaoran opened her eyes, and her original black eyes had become heterochromatic. One eye had changed from black to a deep, dark blue, and the radiant light emanating from it made it appear even more mysterious.

The appearance of this eye allowed her to clearly see the spirits of the dead in this place; their still-childlike faces had become gloomy due to resentment and obsession.

The spirits of the dead also discovered the two of them at this moment. Out of their instinctive fear of the Grand Master of Fate who controlled life, death, and souls, they scattered in panic.

Upon seeing this, Lu Zhaoran immediately used his second skill.

"Silent and without vessel."

The soul chains seemed to have eyes, and they proactively chased after the wandering souls and bound them.

"The path to rebirth is open."

The first skill activated the Path to Rebirth, and a long, translucent blue bridge appeared beneath Lu Zhaoran's feet. The surrounding spirits instantly fell silent, as if they knew this was the only way out that could help them escape this place.

"May your soul return to peace and forget your worries."

When the Great Master of Fate unleashes his full divine power, he can summon enemy spirits to aid him in battle. He will not hesitate to slay those stubborn and unwilling evil spirits. His existence is not only to protect the creatures of Yunmengze, but also to maintain the balance of life and death in the world.

Soul chains are deadly chains for the undead, but this time, the soul chains in Lu Zhaoran's hands did not harm them in the slightest.

"The waters of forgetfulness flow on, yet life and death are separated by the vast darkness. The nine provinces are in turmoil, but what lifespan do I hold? Heaven's course is constant, but life and death are impermanent. I tell you, life and death have boundaries. The long road has a destination. I pray you do not walk alone at night. May you live a life free from worry. The God of Destiny escorts you home; the living must not approach! May your soul return to heaven!"

After the cold and steady voice landed, the spirits seemed to be guided and walked towards the path of rebirth. With Lu Zhaoran's magical blessing, they were soon freed from this place.

Finally... I understand.

"You are not suited to be a shaman, much less to be the High Priest of Fate."

A cold male voice rang in Lu Zhaoran's ears, and she turned to look at her new hero.

He had a lot of opinions about her?

"Why?"

"The one who controls destiny should be ruthless; to show affection is to commit evil. In the face of life and death, human feelings are irrelevant. Unresolved obsessions between heaven and earth transform into evil spirits. Your duty is to send them into reincarnation to ensure the stability of both the yin and yang realms. You should not do anything beyond your responsibilities. Just now, you exhausted your energy to pray for the dead, which is a grave taboo."

Lu Zhaoran was speechless upon hearing this.

The High Priestess is right. She's not suitable. She's used to being impulsive and doing whatever she wants. She's not cut out for this job.