I am the Ruler of the Kingdom of Mysterious-Chapter 322 - 286: Targeted

Ye Changqing has finished translating the book on Southern Magic and handed it to Sang Que, along with their luggage and Sang Wan’s computer.

He escorted the mother and daughter home and said before leaving that Wu Cheng would return to the country in a couple of days. If Sang Wan needed it, he could arrange for Wu Cheng to stay by her side for protection until the research institute made progress on the software.

Given the current value of Sang Que and her master, it was worth the institute’s resources to offer them protection.

Walking in the community, Sang Wan said to Sang Que, "The situation isn’t urgent now, so the institute is willing to patiently wait for you to agree to their recruitment. But when things get urgent one day, they might forcibly recruit you, so you need to think it through."

Sang Que nodded, understanding that in the face of the entire country’s safety, no one had the right to refuse, and she never thought of avoiding it.

Moreover, she was no longer the Sang Que who only wanted to protect her mom; if she hadn’t wanted to change something, she wouldn’t have ventured out to start a business on Bright Moon Mountain.

If her various attempts at Bright Moon Mountain succeed later, she could help the institute create some Yin Walkers. At that point, with the technology in her hands, she’d have more say.

Although Sang Que knew that Ye Changqing might not be a bad person, she couldn’t guarantee that everyone in the institute was purely good and selfless.

"Let’s go, fetch the Great General."

When fetching the Great General, Sang Que waited outside and didn’t go in. If she went to Xu Shufen’s house now, the Mountain God Statue would break apart.

It had only been two days, and the Great General acted as if he had been abandoned, whimpering pathetically. Sang Wan comforted him for quite a while before he calmed down. They gave Xu Shufen some local products, and Sang Wan left with the Great General.

Riding the elevator down together, the Great General remained tucked behind Sang Wan, peeking his head out nervously from behind her legs, eyes pleading ’Mom, protect me’ as he glanced at Sang Que.

Crackle!

The descending elevator lights suddenly flickered twice. Sang Que, leaning against the elevator wall, immediately stood upright, and the Great General perked his ears towards the elevator’s exterior.

The elevator, which should have stopped at the first floor, continued descending. The community’s basement had only a -1 level, but the LCD screen’s numbers changed rapidly.

-2

-3

-4

...

-18

Ding!

The elevator stopped. Sang Que glanced at the camera inside as the doors opened to a chilling breeze rushing in. Outside was a straight corridor radiating an eerie red glow.

At the end of the corridor, a strange figure with drooping long hair, obscuring its face, stood slouched.

The Great General whined, biting Sang Wan’s clothing, trying to pull her back. Narrowing her eyes, Sang Que stood at the elevator entrance and pressed the close button.

As the elevator doors shut, they opened again.

Outside remained the red glow and corridor, but the ominous figure was now closer.

This time without Sang Que pressing any button, the elevator closed and reopened, and each time it did, the figure drew nearer.

After the eighth closure, when they opened again, the figure would be at the elevator entrance. Sang Que was poised, ready to punch it away.

Ding!

The elevator doors opened, revealing emptiness outside, causing Sang Que to pause, before hearing her mother’s low gasp.

A cold wind brushed her neck; the eerie figure stood directly behind Sang Que.

Before Sang Que could act, a shriveled, bluish hand extended from her nape, grasping the figure’s neck and twisting it sharply, dispelling the ghostly shadow.

The elevator doors closed, the lights flickering out then on again to illuminate the first floor.

Sang Wan, with a complexion drained of color, leaned against the elevator’s inside corner, while the Great General stood alert before her, ears heightened and vigilant.

"It must be the ghost story relay group. I’ve indeed become a target. Let’s head home first."

Once home, Sang Wan’s first action was to pull down all the curtains, disconnect the home’s internet, and keep only the living room lights on.

The two of them, along with the dog, sat down, contemplating their next steps.

After thinking it over, Sang Wan and Sang Que both concluded that it was best for Sang Que to temporarily head to the Deceit Dynasty. The source of this group couldn’t be traced or eliminated, making a stand here pointless.

Though these were only minor disturbances and small ghosts posing no real harm to Sang Que, no one could stay on guard forever, and this constant alertness was mentally exhausting.

While going to the Deceit Dynasty was an option, Sang Que was still concerned about her mother.

The novel couldn’t stop updating, and the daily updates ensured reader engagement. Switching to weekly or monthly updates would weaken the Heart Lamp’s power.

Thinking it over, the two finally devised a plan.

The Southern Magic book contained instructions on how to perform a ’Spiritual Blessing.’

Sang Que decided to consume and absorb the Golden Child’s mummified body, create a Child Statue, and use her power to bestow spirit, ensuring this child would protect her mother.

With her abilities, if successful, the energy of this child would be at least equivalent to the fourth layer, stronger than the Mountain God at Xu Shufen’s house.

Furthermore, since the child’s power came from her, she could set rules and commands, ensuring there wouldn’t be issues as long as she was fine.

Additionally, the Ghost King Demon Slayer Sword, capable of fending off black magic and evil spirits, would be left for her mother, complemented by the exorcism red candle to ward off any supernatural events brought about by horror stories.

Once decided, Sang Que immediately set to work.

Creating a Child Statue required graveyard soil, coffin nails, corpse oil, and an infant corpse.

The graveyard soil could be substituted with the jar of Corpse Mud from the Deceit Dynasty, as long as it contained yin energy.

The coffin nails, left by Sallya, served primarily to anchor the soul.

The corpse oil was available to act as a medium for the soul to enter the clay statue.

Among the finger-sized bottles in Sallya’s box, each contained different corpse oils, and the one required now was the pregnant woman’s. 𝗳𝗿𝐞𝕖𝘄𝗲𝕓𝗻𝚘𝚟𝕖𝐥.𝚌𝕠𝕞

The infant corpse acted as the primary vessel.

Sang Que dismembered the dried corpse into four parts, consumed two portions herself, reserved one for the Yin Child, and used the remaining part for the core of the Child Statue.

Dividing tasks, Sang Wan worked on the Child Statue while Sang Que went to her room to consume and integrate half of the mummy.

Before starting, Sang Que checked the current state of her Heart Lamp. It aligned with the fourth layer over two thousand steps, while her Nine Nether Level was in the fourth layer over five hundred steps.

Considering the required Heart Lamps for each layer, she equated her faith to more than three thousand devoted followers.

In reality, there were not many truly devoted believers, as most came from the cumulative numbers of ordinary followers. Even with a hundred thousand people in Qinzhou aware of her achievements, only a thousand provided sincere incense offerings.

To reach the fifth layer, she needed eleven thousand devoted incense offerings, requiring absolute faith and reverence, beyond mere stories evoking admiration. That level would need millions.

The absorption process was simple, with blood vessel-like red threads unwinding from Sang Que’s heart, coiling around half the mummy, slowly pulling it into her heart, absorbing its power completely.

During absorption, apart from feeling colder, there was no significant sensation.

Re-entering the Nine Nether through visualization, her level there already exceeded the fourth layer by over a thousand and five hundred steps, below her Heart Lamp level.

Meanwhile, Sang Wan completed the Child Statue. She had previously taken up clay sculpting out of curiosity, but eventually gave up, realizing her lack of talent.

The Child Statue was simple: a black clay figure requiring no firing, stored in a wooden box.

The next step was the Spiritual Blessing, requiring the soul of a child who died young.

Checking the time, it was nearly midnight. They planned to find the soul near the hospital next to their community, similar to when she invoked the Five Ghosts. By burning spirit money and setting out offerings, willing spirits would arrive.