The invincible female ghost is a bit love-struck.

Chapter 41 The Celestial Master!

Lu Yuan was genuinely curious.

The old man's air of superiority was impossible to hide.

Anyone who has read a few novels knows that this kind of old guy with a unique style and a nonsensical way of speaking is often a hidden master.

What's more, he was able to see through the incantations in the top-level mental cultivation manual "Tao" at a glance.

This is by no means simple.

Lu Yuan asked tentatively.

The next second, the old man shrank back sharply, his face filled with lingering fear, and his voice changed.

"Alas!!!"

"What the hell am I supposed to treat?!"

"That woman is as fierce as the second wife of the King of Hell!"

"I've rung the Sanqing Bell my whole life, and I've never seen anything this eerie!"

"Where on earth did you crawl out from, you little brat?!"

Looking at the old man's cowardly and spineless appearance, Lu Yuan's eyes were filled with disbelief.

They are definitely hiding.

Lu Yuan raised an eyebrow.

"You can't cure her? Then why did you dare to challenge her last night?"

The old man stiffened his neck, spitting everywhere.

"So what!"

"I'm a man, and even if I can't beat someone, I can't show weakness in front of a woman!"

"At worst, I'll die with my penis pointing skyward!"

"When I die, I'll turn into a vengeful ghost, maybe even more ferocious than her. We'll see who gets what then!"

Lu Yuan: "..."

Fine.

Don't say anything.

But the lingering doubt in Lu Yuan's mind just wouldn't go away.

There's definitely something wrong with this old man.

But then again, Gu Qingwan is no pushover either.

A super ominous number of twenty stars...

Given Lu Yuan's current cultivation level, evil spirits at the fifth or sixth level of danger are equivalent to a one-star Celestial Master.

The previous eight-star evil spirit, the two-legged sheep, had to be at the two-star Celestial Master realm.

If it's a ten-star evil spirit, it would have to be at least at the three-star Celestial Master level...

Of course, there must be some errors in this.

Even with some errors, this calculation shows that Gu Qingwan's cultivation level is no lower than that of a Grand Celestial Master!

The Great Celestial Master...

The old man probably really doesn't have a chance.

But... it's hard to say.

After all, as the saying goes, one thing subdues another. Although Taoists are not as powerful as evil spirits, they know how to use their skills and are intelligent.

If pushed to the brink, it's not impossible to ask a patriarch to possess you.

As Lu Yuan pondered this in his mind, he followed the old man to the front of the side hall.

"Alright, you don't need to go in. You should hurry up and lead the Pink Spirit Flesh to break through."

"You should stay away from her affairs in the future. She's too strange; there might be some karmic repercussions..."

The old man stopped and turned back to give instructions to Lu Yuan, who was still lost in thought.

Lu Yuan snapped out of his daze and nodded.

Who is stronger or weaker is no longer important.

One is my master, and the other is my savior; I can't really instigate them to fight.

Lu Yuan turned around and walked straight toward the warehouse.

The old man took a deep breath and pushed open the palace door himself.

Lu Yuan hadn't even taken two steps.

A furious curse suddenly came from behind:

"Holy crap!"

boom!

A figure flew out of the door in an extremely undignified manner and crashed heavily to the ground.

Lu Yuan: "????"

The old man lay on the ground, grimacing and rubbing his aching back, shouting in Lu Yuan's direction:

"You! You go and tell her!"

"This crazy woman seems to have a grudge against me!"

Lu Yuan: "..."

……

Late at night, Lu Yuan sat cross-legged on the "Forget-Me-Not Stone" in the forbidden area behind Zhenlong Temple.

After eating the pink spirit meat, Lu Yuan had been preparing for a whole day.

At this moment, everything is ready, and we are just waiting for the right opportunity.

He's about to make a real breakthrough!

The spirit-gathering array that had been set up around him froze instantly, and even the smoke rising from the calming incense stopped in mid-air.

The wind stopped.

The moonlight shone down, but was blocked and distorted by an invisible barrier three feet away from him.

Inside his abdomen, the piece of pink spirit flesh had melted away, transforming into a peculiar entity existing between matter and law.

A miniature, warm "placenta of the Dao" began to emanate the most primal pinkish-white Daoist aura.

His lower dantian was the first to be affected.

The core of true qi, which was originally as solid as a golden elixir, emitted a faint sound like shattering glass the moment it was enveloped by the pink Daoist aura.

This is not destruction.

It is a reshaping.

This process brings not comfort, but a chaotic mix of excruciating pain and ecstasy, akin to being slowly sliced ​​apart.

Lu Yuan's body trembled violently, and fine beads of blood seeped from his seven orifices.

The blood droplets did not fall, but instead floated in the air, drawn by the pink Daoist aura, slowly rotating around him.

They were stretched and twisted, and in the air they outlined a constantly evolving and ephemeral blood diagram of the Eight Trigrams.

Outside, strange phenomena suddenly appeared in the heavens and earth.

Centered on Lu Yuan, the vegetation within a radius of ten zhang (approximately 33 meters) deviated from the natural season.

It begins to sprout, grow, bloom, bear fruit, wither, and then be reborn in an instant.

A strange "Taoist incense" filled the air.

Neither orchid nor musk, it is clear and pure; just one whiff is enough to purify the mind and dispel all distracting thoughts.

In the night sky, the stars suddenly became dazzling, and streaks of starlight fell like silver threads, converging above Lu Yuan's head.

It was a pillar of light visible to the naked eye, with the faint sounds of dragons roaring and phoenixes singing within.

The real test comes from the depths of the soul.

As the pink Daoist energy permeated his limbs and bones, it began to impact the final and most crucial point—the ancestral aperture between his eyebrows.

A deafening roar, as if the heavens and earth were created, exploded deep within Lu Yuan's consciousness!

boom--!

That wasn't a sound.

It is "Dao Zhen" that directly affects the origin of the soul.

A gentle yet irresistible force of creation instantly permeated his three senses: Heaven, Earth, and Man.

The ancestral aperture between the eyebrows suddenly opens wide!

a long time.

As the sky began to lighten with the first hint of dawn.

All the strange phenomena receded like the tide.

The swirling blood-red Bagua symbol disappeared into his brow.

The wildly growing vegetation returned to calm.

The pillar of light, formed from starlight and moonlight, quietly dissipated.

The incense in the air gradually faded away, returning to nothingness.

Lu Yuan slowly opened his eyes.

Those eyes no longer revealed any glint of light; they were as deep and calm as an ancient well.

His aura was completely concealed; sitting there, he was just an ordinary, handsome young man.

Yet it is also perfectly integrated with the entire back mountain and the whole world, unfathomable in its depths.

Only occasionally did a tiny arc of electricity flicker at his fingertips.

The power of thunder magic, unique to true celestial masters, was silently proclaiming...

It became.

From a half-step Celestial Master, to ascend to the heavens in one step.

Lu Yuan is now a true Celestial Master!

My first feeling upon becoming a Celestial Master was...

hungry.

I was so hungry that my stomach was practically touching my back.

He hasn't had a drop of water since noon yesterday.

Lu Yuan stood up from the "Sitting in Oblivion Stone," rubbed his buttocks which were almost split into eight pieces from sitting on it, and swayed as he walked towards the True Dragon Temple.

I'll go check on how the old man is doing.

The moment Lu Yuan came down from the back mountain and stepped into the backyard.

His gaze unconsciously drifted towards the side hall.

The system's red indicator clearly shows that Gu Qingwan is inside the hall.

At first, Lu Yuan didn't pay any attention.

Starting today, Gu Qingwan can no longer move around freely.

From now on, he can only stay in the side hall and use his faith to wash away the century-old curse on his body.

Of course, this doesn't seem to be a big problem.

After all, Gu Qingwan seemed like a homebody who didn't really like going out.

But soon, Lu Yuan suddenly realized that something was wrong.

His steps abruptly stopped.

Lu Yuan stared in astonishment at the line of blood-red text, his eyes widening in disbelief.

Name: Gu Qingwan

[Type: Ghost Bride]

[Cultivation Level: Ominous]

[Weakness: Unfavorable]

Danger Level: ★★★★★★★★★★

Lu Yuan: "??????"

No...that doesn't make sense, does it?

I...I've already been promoted to Celestial Master, haven't I?

Why...why is Gu Qingwan's danger level still...20 stars?

I've definitely advanced to the Celestial Master realm!!

Suddenly, Lu Yuan seemed to realize a problem.

The old man... doesn't seem to be wearing any...

The old man might really be unable to handle Gu Qingwan...

This is a danger level of twenty stars...

It's the system's upper limit...

This is not the limit of Gu Qingwan's potential...

No...no...

Just what kind of skills does Gu Qingwan possess?!