"With the help of my master, I will definitely make you change your ways!" Qing Ling made the final conclusion, and the senior resentful spirit was finally stimulated to speak again.
"Don't hand me over to your master as a test subject, I'll do whatever you want me to do~~~" The resentful spirit almost burst into tears and said weakly.
The plan succeeded, Qing Ling smiled proudly at Feng Xuan, who immediately asked the question he wanted to know, "What are the plans of the ghosts and ghosts in the deepest part of the misty forest!"
The senior grudge who had been frightened and had a mental breakdown immediately replied, "A while ago, the Netherworld boss informed us that we senior undead souls were gathering together, saying that we should step up our practice and bring us back to the human world in less than ten years. The Netherworld boss didn't know.
What secret method was used to contact the ghosts deep in the dark altar? The ghosts are accumulating strength. With the help of the Nether Boss, they can break through the seal and unify the continent within ten years... Wuwu~~ That's all I know.
I don’t dare to hide any of this~~~wuwu~~”
Qing Ling was not interested in anything the senior resentful spirit said, but Feng Xuan's expression became more solemn the more he listened. After hearing everything the senior resentful spirit knew, Feng Xuan looked gloomy and lowered his head to think.
Seeing Feng Xuan's expression, Qing Ling was worried. She knew Feng Xuan's identity, and presumably the ghosts were coming back to the world. I'm afraid they had some connection with the demon clan, otherwise Feng Xuan wouldn't be so concerned and nervous.
"Are you okay?" He walked to Feng Xuan and asked slowly. Feng Xuan was called back to his senses by Qing Ling's voice. He was stunned for a moment and shook his head expressionlessly.
"Can you leave this high-level resentful spirit to me?" Feng Xuan looked at Qing Ling and said with a request in his tone. He seemed to be doing something that required the use of this high-level resentful spirit.
Qing Ling threw the crystal ball directly into Feng Xuan's hand. It was useless for her to ask for a high-level resentful spirit. She also had to worry about taking care of the resentful spirit all the time. Now that Feng Xuan took the initiative to obtain the custody rights, Qing Ling was naturally happy and relaxed.
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"Thank you!" Feng Xuan, who had never bowed to anyone before, actually thanked Qing Ling. When he said thank you, even Qing Ling was stunned for a moment.
"You don't have to be polite to me." Because Feng Xuan has helped him in countless ways, and he only helped him a small favor, so how could he be so embarrassed to ask him to say thank you?
Understanding what Qing Ling meant, Feng Xuan didn't pay too much attention to the red tape. He accepted the crystal ball that sealed the high-level resentful spirit and hid it somewhere in his backhand.
"There are still twenty-two days left, and our life and death experience will be over - so good!" Yun Daidai stretched out and lay down on a high platform in the Wraith Cave to rest. Under her body were the few sheets Jiantian had laid out for her.
A piece of clothing so that she wouldn't feel cold even if she lay on it.
"Don't let down your guard. We have only spent eight days in this misty forest!" Yuan Fengchi is a cautious person. Even when he was sitting on a high platform to rest, his spirit did not completely relax.
Tang Yan was half-lying on the fur of her spirit beast, sound asleep. Ever since she came to this cave, she seemed to have changed. She was not worried about what terrible things would happen in the next second, but was completely relaxed.
She was alert. But her spirit beast companion, Demon King Leopard, collectively known as Xiao Hei, stared at a pair of bright silver-gray eyes, always vigilant day and night.
Another two days passed quietly, day and night in this dark cave of resentful spirits. Not only here, there is never daylight anywhere in the misty forest. Moonlight is the only thing the souls here have.
The days of waiting are very painful. Qingling counts the time until the end of the experience day by day. Although it is safe now, Qingling's intuition tells her that the experience will not be so simple, and there are still many dangers waiting in the future.
They. Whether she believed it or not, the danger came eight days later - this was the eighteenth day that Qing Ling and his party came to the misty forest, and there were still twelve days until Dean Jin Da Da came to take them back.
, but on this day, there was a shocking loud noise outside the cave.
"Three hundred and sixty-five cave masters, hurry to the dark altar—"
There was only one voice, but it resounded throughout the entire misty forest like a roaring thunder. The hoarse voice let everyone know that the Lord of the misty forest, Netherworld, was calling.
The three hundred and sixty-five high-level undead ghosts in the cave naturally include the high-level vengeful spirit captured by Qing Ling and Yuan Fengchi together. If this vengeful spirit did not arrive, the consequences can be imagined.
There is an outsider appearing in the misty forest. Once this news is announced, the only thing that will happen to Qingling's companions is the complete annihilation!
In the Resentful Spirit Cave, eight people gathered to discuss. Some people suggested that everyone leave here and go back to the outer area of evil beasts. Some people were lucky enough to continue staying here. There are so many high-level ghosts, even if there are only a few, they will not attract much attention. Maybe
Will not be discovered.
But this is ultimately a gamble on life, and Qing Ling cannot afford to gamble.
"Let's get out of here! We may not be able to attract the attention of other high-level ghosts on the periphery, but if we stay, we will be faced with possible dangers ahead."