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"That's right, Sang Mei is indeed not fit to be the Path Master of the Hell Dao!"
The Purgatory Emissary spoke enthusiastically, but a voice suddenly echoed from behind him. The voice seemed to be right beside his ear. The Purgatory Emissary's body trembled, and his hair stood on end. Turning around, he saw a woman standing quietly behind him …
"Prison … Prison Chief Sang! You … Why are you back? "The Purgatory Emissary's forehead was instantly covered in sweat as he stammered.
"Oh? That's new. This Prison Chief has completed His Majesty's request and obtained the Soul Suppressing Orb from the Demon Race. Naturally, I'm back to report. Could it be that the Purgatory Emissary thinks that since I obtained the Soul Suppressing Orb, I'm going to take it for myself and escape with it? "
The person in front of him … or rather, the ghost in front of him was rather good-looking. Her lips were like red cherry blossoms, her eyebrows were dyed black, and her eyes were deep and gloomy, making her face appear even fairer. She looked like a young woman. However, the Purgatory Emissary knew that this was Prison Chief Sang Mei, an old witch who had lived for more than a hundred years.
Although the Hell Dao could extend one's lifespan, it could not preserve one's youthful appearance. In fact, due to being in contact with ghost energy for many years, one would age even faster than an ordinary person. Sang Mei's original body had long turned into an old woman with wrinkled skin and white hair. However, she had always prided herself on her beauty and could not stand her old and ugly appearance. Thus, for the past hundred years, she had taken over the bodies of young and beautiful girls to use. She would only use her original body in times of life and death. She had once prepared the bodies of one hundred and eight women who had lost their souls in her residence in the Dark Auspicious Sky. Like wearing clothes, she could choose one today and change to another tomorrow. Unfortunately, ordinary women could not stand her ghost energy and would age in less than a year. Those aged bodies would be sent to the Hungry Ghost Realm as rations. Thus, whenever the Purgatory Emissary saw Sang Mei's handsome face, he would think of the mountains of dead souls behind him and shudder.
Seeing that the Purgatory Emissary was staring at her for a long time, Sang Mei frowned. "Purgatory Emissary, what advice do you have? Why are you in a daze?"
As if awakened from a dream, the Purgatory Emissary hurriedly flattered, "Please forgive me, Purgatory Master Sang. It's been a long time since I've seen you like this. In my opinion, although you've taken over the bodies of so many girls, none of them can match up to even a hundredth of your original appearance …" The Purgatory Emissary smiled widely as he wiped the cold sweat off his face.
This was the Ghost Realm, so Sang Mei had abandoned her physical body and only moved around with her soul. To a narcissistic person like Sang Mei, the image of her soul was naturally the image of her when she was at her youngest and most alluring. The flattery of the Purgatory Emissary greatly pleased Sang Mei. She covered her mouth and laughed, "The Purgatory Emissary really knows how to talk … But finding a woman as beautiful as me is as difficult as ascending to the heavens. Usually, I can only find those who are one percent as beautiful as me.
Sang Mei enjoyed the Purgatory Emissary's flattery. She covered her mouth and laughed. "Purgatory Emissary, you really know how to talk … But it's hard to find a girl who is as beautiful as me. Usually, I can only find those who are one percent of my beauty.
I'm afraid it won't be easy for you to take this position! "Seeing that she was laughing so hard, the Purgatory Emissary laughed along. Some young ghost cultivators were mesmerized. A few ghost cultivators who had seen Sang Mei's original appearance could not help but feel their stomachs churn.
"She heard everything …" The last trace of hope in the Purgatory Emissary's heart disappeared. Then, he hardened his heart and said calmly like a different person, "Prison Chief Sang, don't blame me for being rude, but my words are not rude at all. We are all former subordinates of His Majesty, and you are the only one who joined His Majesty in recent years. Your past reputation is not useful here, and I'm afraid it won't be easy for you to take this position!"
"She heard everything …" The Purgatory Emissary's last shred of hope disappeared. He hardened his heart and said calmly like a different person, "Hell Leader Sang, don't blame me for being rude. But my words are crude. We are His Majesty's old subordinates. You are the only one who joined His Majesty recently. Your past reputation is not useful here. It won't be easy for you to take this position!"
The Purgatory Emissary and Yin Jiuquan each had their own connections. The two of them practically represented the Nether Ghost City's Old Man Faction and Young Man Faction. At this time, they were on the same side and didn't want Mei Sang to take over. Mei Sang didn't get angry. She smiled and looked around. "Alright, let me ask, is there anyone here who is willing to serve me?"
"We are willing to listen to Hell Leader Sang's orders!" As soon as he finished speaking, Yin Jiuquan felt a palm wind coming towards him from behind. It was also because he saw the opportunity extremely quickly. Without turning his head, he listened to the wind and struck out with his elbow, blocking the sinister palm strike. At the same time, he borrowed the force to take a few steps forward to increase the distance between them. He suddenly turned around, only to see that the person who attacked was a ghost cultivator beside him who he regarded as his left and right hand.
"You!" Yin Jiuquan wanted to scold, but he was too surprised. In addition, he had used too much Qi just now. His True Qi went astray, so he could not speak.
He was not the only one. There were still many people who stood on the surface. They raised their arms and shouted, "We are willing to listen to Hell Leader Sang's orders …" They were obviously on the same side as Sang Mei.
Yin Jiuquan and the Purgatory Emissary looked at each other and their expressions changed. The Purgatory Emissary said with a bitter voice, "So Hell Leader Sang was prepared. You managed to win over so many people in such a short period of time. I have underestimated you …"
Sang Mei smiled. "Yin Wangyao has become more and more arrogant in the past hundred years. He considers everyone beneath him to be beneath him. He would punish his subordinates severely if they made a move. Calling him by the wrong name would lead to death. There were many people who were dissatisfied with him. He was the one who forced his people to come here.
But before we could do anything, Yin Wangyao was already dead! "
"Nephew Yin, it seems like Purgatory Chief Sang has been preparing for this for a long time. This old man is already old, and it doesn't matter if I become the Dao Master or not. If the position of Dao Master falls into the hands of an outsider, it would be far more comfortable for it to fall into the hands of a child that I have watched grow up. At least my own family won't push me into a pit of fire, don't you think so?" The Purgatory Messenger's words had already offended Sang Mei greatly, so he naturally wouldn't let Sang Mei sit on the throne. 【Love ↑ Go △ Small ↓ Say △ Net
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At this time, he could only make concessions and express goodwill to Yin Jiuquan.
Yin Jiuquan naturally knew his tricks and said coldly, "Purgatory Envoy, you don't have to use words to trick me. I will naturally not give up my position to anyone! Prison Chief Sang, if you want to be the Hell Dao's Dao Master, then let's fight! "
Yin Jiuquan and the Purgatory Messenger each had their own plans. Although Sang Mei had gathered some people, the time was too short and the number of people he had gathered was not many. The two sides still had the advantage, so the current plan was for both sides to join forces and get rid of Sang Mei first.
Just as they were about to make a move, Sang Mei teased, "You guys really know how to talk to yourselves. You keep saying that I want to be the Hell Dao's Dao Master, but when I came, I already made it clear that I, Sang Mei, cannot be the Hell Dao's Dao Master. Could it be that you have been in the Ghost Realm for too long that you don't understand human language?"
Yin Jiuquan and the Purgatory Messenger were confused and guessed that it was Sang Mei's stalling tactic. They asked suspiciously, "Prison Chief Sang, what do you mean by that? Could it be that you have someone else in mind?"
"Yes, there has always been only one Hell Dao Master in my heart. You guys should have heard of her name, she is —" Sang Mei deliberately paused to whet everyone's appetite before saying word by word, "Nine! Son! Ghost! Mother! "
"What?" The expressions of the Purgatory Messenger and the other old men changed drastically. They said with a trembling voice, "Ghost Mother, Ghost Mother, didn't … didn't she die a long time ago?"
Jiu 'er was the Hell Dao Master from a hundred years ago. She was also the Yin Wangyao and Sang Mei's direct superior. She was a famous figure at that time. Apart from her deep foundation that was comparable to the Heaven Dao Master Yang Guang, she also had a self-created "Soul Condensation and Soul Transformation Technique". The human body had three spiritual souls and seven physical forms. This technique could separate the other two spiritual souls and seven physical forms apart from the Life Soul and attach them to other corpses to fight on their own. It was said that one could fight against ten people on the battlefield. It was said that Ghost Mother had given birth to nine children in a row and killed them before they reached adulthood. She personally refined her own flesh and blood into battle corpses and used the power of her bloodline to carry the soul that was split off. Some righteous people didn't know the whole story and thought that Ghost Mother's nine children were all strong, so the name Jiu 'er spread. At that time, the Hell Dao was the number one Dao of the Six Paths. It was more than ten times stronger than it was now because of Jiu 'er's power.
But after the battle of Li Tian, Jiu 'er escaped with heavy injuries. She disappeared after a hundred years and the Purgatory Messenger and the others thought that she was dead. But Ghost Mother's deterrence to them was above Yin Wangyao's.
Seeing the Purgatory Messenger's shocked expression, Sang Mei said with disdain, "Haha, you said that Ghost Mother is dead. Have you seen her corpse?"
The Purgatory Messenger shook his head silently.
Sang Mei said, "Isn't that right? We people of the Hell Dao cultivate our souls. Even if our bodies become lifeless corpses, it doesn't mean that we are dead. Moreover, you haven't even seen her corpse. I, Yin Wangyao, and Li Yu were all treated as dead, but in the end, didn't all of us appear again? Of course, Li Yu and Yin Wangyao are now really dead. How can you be so sure that Jiu 'er is dead? "
"But … it has been more than a hundred years …"
Sang Mei didn't wait for him to finish and interrupted, "Even Yin Wangyao knows this better than all of you. Think about it, in these hundred years, have you ever seen him call himself the Hell Dao Lord?"
Everyone thought about it and shook their heads. Before Yin Wangyao built the Nether Ghost City, he had always called himself the Hell Chief. After he built the Nether Ghost City, his title was City Lord. After repelling all the enemies and stabilizing the Ghost City, he proclaimed himself as the Ghost King according to the rules of the Underworld. His title was also changed to 'His Majesty'. Even though Yan Shiyuan and the others called him Dao Master, it was still a tacit agreement. Before today, he had never explicitly said that he was the Dao Master of the Hell Dao. Who would have thought that the moment he called himself a Dao Master in front of everyone, he would die? They didn't know whether to say that he was unlucky or that Ghost Mother was in control of everything.
The Purgatory Emissary and the others were frightened by this. He then gritted his teeth and said, "If Ghost Mother isn't dead, then the Hell Dao Lord naturally belongs to her. I'm her subordinate, so it's only natural for me to listen to her orders. However, where is she now?"
"Alright, you still recognize her and continue to be filial to her. That will count as your loyalty." Sang Mei stroked her hair and said, "Ghost Mother doesn't have time to care about these small matters. You don't need to know where she is. Just listen to her agent!"
"Agent? Is it Hell Chief Sang? "the Purgatory Emissary asked.
"Hehe, I also want to, but I don't have that fortune. Since you are willing to listen to Ghost Mother, then come with me to welcome Ghost Mother's new goddaughter, Tenth Young Mistress, You Ning!" Sang Mei knelt down and welcomed them. Among the group of ghost cultivators, there was a woman who had appeared out of nowhere. The woman was dressed in black, as if it was woven from the deepest darkness at the bottom of the Nine Abysses. Her face was shrouded in a layer of black gauze, and although her appearance couldn't be seen clearly, one could tell that she was a rare beauty from her snow-white neck and graceful figure. However, her aura was too quiet. Just by walking over, the ghost cultivators felt the temperature around them drop, and they couldn't help but shiver.
The ghost cultivators looked at the woman in confusion and didn't know what to do. Suddenly, Sang Mei shouted, "How dare you! Ghost Mother's agent, Tenth Young Mistress, are you not going to greet her!"
This sudden shout was a preemptive show of strength, and it also contained the art of soul-sucking. The ghost cultivators were frightened by the name of Jiu Zi Gui Mu, and their minds were in a mess. Hearing this shout, they didn't think much and knelt down, all of them saying, "Greetings, Tenth Miss!"
You Ning was expressionless and didn't say a word, as if she didn't hear it.
Yin Jiuquan's group of young and strong subordinates hadn't seen Jiu 'er's power, but they were shocked by Sang Mei. Seeing the Purgatory Emissary and the other old fellows kneeling down, most of them didn't know what to do and knelt down as well. Only Yin Jiuquan and his cronies stood there in a daze, not knowing what to do.
Yin Jiuquan said coldly, "This is Tenth Young Mistress? Everyone greets Tenth Young Mistress, but why isn't Tenth Young Mistress responding? "
Sang Mei laughed, "What a joke. Subordinates greet the masters, who said that the masters must respond?"
Yin Jiuquan stared at Sang Mei and said, "I'm afraid that someone knows that the position of Daoist Master is not stable, so they found a random wandering ghost and lied that she is Jiu 'er's goddaughter. They want to use Jiu' er's name to build their own power?"
Sang Mei raised her brows and said, "Oh? So you suspect that Young Mistress You Ning's identity is fake? "
"Whether it's real or fake, there needs to be evidence. I can't let you make empty promises!" Otherwise, after I go out and take a look, will you listen to me again when I call myself Ghost Mother's Eleventh Young Master? “
Sang Mei laughed, "Yin Jiuquan, you think too much. Ghost Mother doesn't like someone like you."
Yin Jiuquan was infuriated and was about to explode when he heard Sang Mei say, "But my Tenth Young Mistress will give you a chance to verify it. If you don't believe her, then take one move from her. If you are still alive after one move, it's up to you whether you believe her or not!"
Everyone was shocked when they heard this. There were many ghost cultivator experts present, and many of them could exchange a few moves with Yin Wangyao. They didn't know where You Ning got her confidence from to convince them with one move. You Ning still didn't speak, but looked around at the ghost cultivators. Her calm expression and cold aura were more unbearable than disdain.
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