My Divine Pet Enables Me To Become The Biggest Winner-Chapter 52 - 51 Ghost Zone Changes Part 2 Second Update!

52: Chapter 51: Ghost Zone Changes (Part 2) Second Update!

52: Chapter 51: Ghost Zone Changes (Part 2) Second Update!

“Seems easy enough,” said the Drowned Ghost Princess.

“But how do we go about it?”

“Well, that would require everyone to contribute their own treasures,” replied the King of Souls.

Immediately, the Drowned Ghost Princess became nervous: “Treasures?

What treasures?

Nonsense, I don’t have any.

I’m poor!”

Just as the King of Souls was about to speak again, suddenly, the four of them sensed something and turned to see a Command Token flying through the Ghost Account, entering the Ghost Zone and hovering high in the air.

Pure Huangquan Power emanated in strands, nourishing the entire Ghost Zone.

All four of them trembled in unison, kneeling and saying, “Welcome the Respected Master.”

The Command Token remained silent, as Owen Bertram hadn’t yet figured out how to use Object-responsive Sound Transmission.

Once the Command Token was sent, he could only vaguely sense the situation inside the Ghost Zone.

However, this time, the Command Token automatically released spiritual energy when it arrived in the Ghost Zone.

Owen discovered that he could perform a kind of “spiritual energy exchange” with the Ghost Zone, similar to how cultivators absorb the natural energy around them and convert it into their own spiritual energy.

In this exchange process, the spiritual energy within the Command Token gradually increased, and the nature of the Ghost Zone improved as well.

Only, this improvement would not be apparent immediately.

At that instant, all four of them widened their eyes, and the Lord of the Skeleton Sea’s skull-covered body almost shattered—overwhelmed with excitement!

Their honored lord didn’t respond to them, but they were granted Huangquan Power by him!

With this precious Huangquan Power, the essence of the Ghost Zone was raised.

This was the key to turning the Ghost Zone into a “Miniature Underworld.”

The King of Souls was so excited that his entire body trembled with dark energy, which scattered in all directions: “Blessings from our honorable lord!”

“We mustn’t fail to live up to our lord’s support!”

The King of Souls finally calmed down a bit, took a deep breath, and let out the various souls and spirits from his body, who spoke together: “We have decided to merge ourselves with this Ghost Zone!”

“What?!” The other three were surprised but quickly understood the reason behind the King of Souls’ decision.

The Ghost Zone didn’t belong to any of the four, and vice versa.

They weren’t willing to be tied to the Ghost Zone.

For beings like them, the Ghost Zone was just a shelter.

If there were any accidents one day, and the Ghost Zone was attacked by righteous cultivators, they could abandon it and flee at any time.

But now, things were different.

Their honored lord was willing to expend precious Huangquan Power to elevate this Ghost Zone into a Miniature Underworld.

If they deepened their bond with the Ghost Zone and merged with it, they too could seize the opportunity to comprehend the Huangquan Power and achieve their own Great Path!

“Our lord’s silence is to give us the freedom to choose,” said the King of Souls.

“It shows his kindness and doesn’t force us.

But we should know better.”

“With such a wonderful opportunity before us, I have already wasted thousands of years.

I don’t want to miss it again.”

The other three hesitated slightly: once they merged with the Ghost Zone, they would lose their freedom.

However, this hesitation only lasted for a moment before they all made up their minds.

The benefits were simply too great.

If they missed this chance, they might never have another opportunity again.

“I am also willing to merge with the Ghost Zone.”

“Me too.”

“Willing.”

The King of Souls stopped them again, “Let’s finish our previous discussion first.

We can’t just take all the benefits without doing anything.

If someone harbors such thoughts, I will be the first to not tolerate them!”

His cold eyes swept over the other three: “The Respected Master said he wants a Ghost Market.”

The Drowned Ghost Princess pouted, her attitude completely opposite to before: “Don’t think that the Respected Master’s order is only in the King of Souls’ heart.

I also take it very seriously.

Although I’m poor, my goal is to become the Respected Master’s concubine.”

She gritted her teeth: “I’ll give three, no, four valuable Soul Artifacts!

All Tire-4!”

The Lord of the Skeleton Sea and the Corpse Fiend also offered their treasures one after another.

Only then did the King of Souls reveal a smile: “This is excellent.

Let’s begin to merge completely with this Ghost Zone right away!”

In the second half of the night, Owen Bertram could distinctly feel that the rate of spiritual energy feedback in the Commander’s Token had increased.

…

A few scholars, with their books and torches in hand, ran in a panic.

Behind them was a giant snake, over thirty feet long, with its eyes glowing green in the dark, chasing after them relentlessly.

The scholars cursed under their breath; they hadn’t paid attention while hurrying on their way and had missed the village.

They could only continue to stumble through the darkness with their torches and were then targeted by this ferocious beast.

Fortunately, the beast was wary of the flames.

Every time it was about to catch up, it was frightened off by the scholars waving their torches.

However, after a few instances, only one torch remained among the scholars.

The giant snake suddenly sprang forward, and a scholar screamed in horror, swinging the torch in his hand at the snake.

The massive serpent dodged skillfully in midair by turning.

Its tail suddenly swept in from behind, slamming onto the torch with a loud whack.

The torch flew out of the scholar’s hand and landed ten feet away.

The flame flickered twice before being extinguished completely.

The scholars’ hearts sank as they realized, after ten years of hard study, they would now become food for a ferocious beast.

They huddled together, back to back, with the more timid ones already crying.

In the darkness, the sound of the giant snake approaching sent chills down their spines.

Suddenly, a cluster of lamplights flickered by the nearby river, and the sound of music and singing traveled toward them.

Even the giant snake seemed startled and retracted itself, raising its huge head and stared curiously in that direction.

There was a sound of galloping horses in the town.

A group of knights bolted out, with the ones in the front and back holding a lantern on a long pole.

The knights were extremely fast, and they were soon upon the scene.

Using the inertia of their horses, they forcefully threw their spears.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh—

The spears struck the ground, and the giant serpent let out a painful roar, nailed to the ground and struggling for a while before ultimately dying.

The scholars, having escaped death, were overjoyed and showed their gratitude by bowing to the knights: “Thank you, saviors!”

The knights, however, paid no attention to them, turning their horses around and galloping back to the town.

The trembling scholars gathered in the night breeze: “Let’s find shelter in the town for now and continue our journey after daylight.”

“Alright!” Everyone was frightened and dared not continue on the road.

They feared that if they encountered any more dangerous creatures, they would not be lucky enough to be rescued again.

They followed the knights at full speed to the outskirts of the town, only to find that while the town was brightly lit, its walls were high and the gates shut tight.

A courageous scholar stepped forward to knock on the door, requesting shelter, but there was no response from inside.

After a while of struggle, the exhausted scholars gave up: “Well, there are lanterns at the gate, let’s rest here.”

Leaning against the door, the scholars huddled together for warmth.

They were still terrified, but exhaustion eventually overtook them, and they fell asleep unknowingly.

Inside the town, the ghost beings were also conflicted.

In the past, they would lure living people inside, thinking of various cooking methods to consume them.

Now, they had to save people without letting them in, lest the town’s evil energy harm their souls.

Being ghosts and yet considering the needs of others in such a thoughtful way…

it was quite remarkable, actually.

The team of knights that charged out were the same newly dead ghosts that had entered the town the previous night, clean and innocent.

The King of Souls had executed the previously evil ghosts, returning their souls.

Today, when this incident occurred, the King of Souls issued a decree for them to go out of the town and save people.

However, when they went out, they did not have much confidence in themselves.

The ferocious creature was ten feet long and had a cultivated aura.

When they were alive, they were not a match for it, let alone as ghost beings now.

But unexpectedly, after going out and taking a turn, the creature was killed instantly by a few spears.

Had they become stronger after turning into ghosts?

The knights were puzzled, unaware that it was Owen Bertram who had used the Commander’s Token to enhance the essence of the Ghost Zone, inadvertently increasing the strength of these “residents” within the Ghost Zone.

There were a few female ghosts in the town who were even more melancholic than the knights.

The scholars looked like frightened little chicks, so delicate and pitiable— deserving to be hugged in their sisters’ arms and tenderly loved.

Incidentally, they could also collect some fresh yang energy as they spent the night together.

Money wasn’t the main concern; they craved their bodies primarily.

But now, with the strict rules in the Ghost Zone, even if they were only obtaining yang energy without truly harming lives, such things were no longer permitted.

A dozen or so female ghosts of various styles and charms supported their cheeks with their hands, sitting by the window on the top floor, gazing longingly at the scholars outside the town.

They were filled with sorrow and resentment in their boudoir.

…

Before dawn, Owen Bertram withdrew the Commander’s Token.

He was aware of the Ghost Knights’ rescue and was very satisfied with the King of Souls’ handling of the situation.

After daybreak, the scholars woke up, rubbing their eyes and looking around, dumbfounded: where was the town?

They were lying on a desolate riverside, where huge, fierce creatures occasionally emerged from the vast river, causing massive waves.

“This…”

The scholars, having read many strange tales, vaguely guessed what was going on.

Their expressions were a mixture of emotions as they decided to leave without lingering: “Gentlemen, let’s hurry on our journey.”

Not far from their departure, they saw the giant serpent killed by the roadside, with seven or eight bloody holes in its body, but the spears were nowhere to be found.

…

Vanessa Thoughts of Shadow had promised to provide breakfast every day, and Owen Bertram couldn’t let that go to waste.

While having breakfast together, Vanessa mysteriously told him: “I have some good news for you.

In a few days, you won’t have to fight alone anymore.”

Owen Bertram didn’t understand: “What do you mean?”

“I’m close to finding a way to isolate the evil energy.

Once I do, I can enter the village and help you with your duty.” Vanessa, concentrated on her steamed osmanthus rice cake, said without looking up: “This case of ghost beings is not ordinary.

If you find any clues in the next few days, don’t act recklessly.

Wait for me to assist you.”

“Oh.” Owen Bertram nonchalantly agreed, finishing his meal and giving a ceremonial bow to Vanessa: “I’ll be off to investigate the case.”

Investigate a ghost, the entire performance was solely because those who accept others’ assistance are in their debt.

Vanessa continued to study the evil energy in Extinct Village.

Although she had analyzed the characteristics of the evil energy according to the standard procedures of the cultivators, she still had doubts: why was there a clear boundary for the evil energy here?

For example, at the entrance of the village, stepping in would immediately expose one to the evil energy, but stepping out would make it disappear without a trace.

This was illogical; the evil energy elsewhere would diffuse from the center, gradually fading outwards without any clear boundary lines.

Vanessa’s analysis of the characteristics of Extinct Village’s evil energy couldn’t explain this phenomenon either.