The Extraordinary Urban God of Medicine-Chapter 905 - Pretending to be the Ghost King

Chapter 905: Chapter 905: Pretending to be the Ghost King

Chapter 905 -905: Pretending to be the Ghost King

Early the next day, Huang Xiaolong, Ming Kuan, Feng Hanyan, Meng Jingling, and Qingqing set off in their car, driving along the highway towards their destination: Shanghai.

The journey would take several hours, and Huang Xiaolong made preparations unhurriedly in the car.

“Well, I’ll start by drawing some talismans,” Huang Xiaolong took out a stack of blank yellow papers, ready to start drawing.

However, after thinking for a moment, he smiled and released the Qing Dynasty female ghost from the Thousand Soul Banner.

The Qing Dynasty female ghost knelt before Huang Xiaolong, her ghostly form trembling uncontrollably.

She had already learned of Huang Xiaolong’s identity!

The Yin Emperor! The Living King Yan!

Man, now the Qing Dynasty female ghost acted even more exaggerated than a mouse who had seen a cat when she saw Huang Xiaolong.

“My lord… my lord… please spare me… spare my life…” the Qing Dynasty female ghost wept and begged, sniffling and tearing up.

“Don’t be so afraid,” Huang Xiaolong said with a chuckle. “Rest assured, as long as you obey me, I won’t execute you. Now, I have a nice little job for you, draw some talismans for me. How about it?”

“Yes, yes, my lord, draw talismans, draw talismans, I understand, I understand,” the Qing Dynasty female ghost nodded her head frantically.

Thereupon, Huang Xiaolong drew a lotus flower of the other shore on his forehead for spiritual communication, taught the female ghost the required methods for drawing several types of talismans, and then sent her back into the Thousand Soul Banner to gather ghostly power with the rest of the spirits inside and draw talismans together.

The Qing Dynasty female ghost accepted her orders and returned to the Thousand Soul Banner.

This time, Huang Xiaolong not only had the fierce ghost draw talismans for him, but he also used authentic ghost script, drawing genuine ghost talismans.

“For this trip to Shanghai, the talismans you will use are being drawn by ghosts. The one I need, I’ll draw myself,” said Huang Xiaolong with a smile. “I’ll disguise myself as a Ghost King, and you all can pretend to be my underlings… Hahaha~~~”

“Giggle giggle~~ My Lord, this is so much fun. With you around, we’re sure to fool those ghosts in Shanghai,” Qingqing, this playful little demon, was naturally fond of fun and wasn’t much different in temperament from Xiaohong.

“Jingling, we still have a few hours before we reach Shanghai. I’ll take this time to teach you a type of South East Asian dark magic,” Huang Xiaolong smiled. “Although you already possess a Ghost Head Saber as a magical treasure, you yourself are too weak. Utilizing it may be somewhat constrained. There’s some danger heading to Shanghai, but it’s also a test for you. You’re my disciple, and you mustn’t disparage my reputation. Therefore, I’m going to teach you a move so you’ll have the power to protect yourself.”

Upon hearing this, Meng Jingling took a deep breath and said earnestly, “Master, rest assured, your disciple will definitely make you proud. Whatever you teach me, I will learn with all my heart!”

“My Lord, I want to learn too,” Qingqing said playfully from the side.

“What use do you have for it? This is a type of South East Asian dark magic that can only be learned by people from the Luo Tou Min ethnicity,” Huang Xiaolong glanced at Qingqing.

“Jingling, listen well. I’m teaching you the South East Asian dark magic called ‘Blooming Head Dropping,’ which is said to be the most difficult to master in Nanyang… The so-called head dropping spell allows a master to use talismans and spells to lower their own state and enable their head to fly away from their body, increasing their power. When a master first starts to practice the head dropping spell, they must find a secluded place to ensure they won’t be disturbed before they begin at exactly midnight. The head dropping spell consists of seven stages, with each stage requiring a period of forty-nine days to complete. Only then is it considered complete.”

“Head dropping is the most mysterious and eerily terrifying prime head dropping spell among all others. In other words, when a master practices head dropping, it’s like Zhang Wuji practicing the Qiankun Da Nuo Yi. With each level achieved, their power greatly increases. After mastering all seven stages, the master will be able to live forever.”

“Because when the Flying Head attacks, it is also accompanied by an extremely strong blood mist and blood blossoms, and the person killed by the Flying Head Technique will die in a haze of blood mist. Therefore, the sorcerers in Nanyang call it the ‘Hundred Flowers Flying Head Technique.’ The so-called hundred flowers refer to the countless blood mists and blood blossoms. However, very few sorcerers have managed to master this technique. Why is that? Because the Flying Head Technique itself is extremely dangerous. Unless the sorcerer has immense confidence in themselves or harbors a deep-seated grudge and wishes to use it for revenge, ordinary sorcerers would not dare to practice it lightly!”

As Huang Xiaolong narrated in detail, he wrote the method to practice the “Hundred Flowers Flying Head Technique” on a talisman. Finally, he directly inserted the talisman into Meng Jingling’s brain, allowing her to understand and master the intricacies of the technique without a teacher.

“Jingling, because you are inherently from the Falling Head tribe, practicing this technique is a piece of cake for you, and there’s no risk at all. One could say that the ‘Hundred Flowers Flying Head Technique’ was tailor-made for you!” Huang Xiaolong said with a smile. “Moreover, with my help, your progress will be as fast as a thousand li in a single day! Now, I’m going to give you some fierce ghosts to assist you in your practice!”

“Yes, Master!” Meng Jingling concentrated with nose to eyes and heart, silently reciting a mantra, and all at once, her head leaped up from her neck.

A thick, red blood mist started to float in the passenger compartment, swiftly enveloping Meng Jingling’s head. Within the mist, a pair of blood-red eyes brimmed with sharpness, ferocity, malice, and brutality…

Huang Xiaolong chuckled and then grabbed a handful of fierce ghosts from the Yin Ghost container, refining them directly into the blood mist.

In an instant, the blood mist turned sinister, revealing numerous ghastly and vicious ghost faces.

Put~~~~~~!!

Meng Jingling’s head flew straight out of the moving vehicle.

“Uh…” Feng Hanyan was completely baffled.

“Don’t worry about her. Jingling’s head will come back on its own. She is in the midst of training,” Huang Xiaolong said with a smile.

Soon after, a Qing Dynasty ghost came out of the Thousand Souls Banner holding a stack of well-drawn talismans, knelt down, and presented them to Huang Xiaolong. “Sire, these talismans were collectively drawn by me and all the yin ghost within the Thousand Souls Banner.”

Receiving the talismans, Huang Xiaolong praised, “Very good, they are full of ghostly energy and of high quality. You’ve done a good job. I will reward you in the future. You may return now.”

“Thank you, Sire! Thank you, Sire!” The Qing Dynasty ghost was overwhelmed with gratitude as she repeatedly kowtowed before returning to the Thousand Souls Banner.

“Look, these talismans are ghost talismans, drawn with pure ghostly power,” Huang Xiaolong boasted. “Some of these can completely shield your living breath and the demonic aura on Qingqing, and also allow you to perfectly disguise yourselves as blue-clad fierce ghosts…”

With that, Huang Xiaolong inserted several talismans directly into Ming Kuan, Feng Hanyan, Qingqing, and Meng Jingling’s headless body.

Boom~~~!!

Their aura changed!

The clothes on their bodies all turned into a strange shade of blue, their aura became imposing like that of a ghost, and their complexions and expressions transformed into the bloody and greedy visage of ferocity.

“Eh? This feels so strange…” Feng Hanyan was astonished and quickly took out a mirror from her bag, “I want to see what I look like now. It must be hilarious. It feels like a costume party.”

However, upon looking into the mirror, it was completely empty! Feng Hanyan couldn’t see her own reflection in the mirror at all!

“Stop looking, you are now a ghost. Ghosts can’t see themselves in mirrors,” Huang Xiaolong grinned.

“Ah? Not seeing oneself in the mirror… what a terrifying feeling…” Feng Hanyan was thoroughly horrified.

“Not only can you not see yourselves in the mirror, but now, as long as you don’t manifest, ordinary people won’t be able to see you with the naked eye either. Unless you encounter someone born with the Yin Yang eyes, or you run into other ghosts,” Huang Xiaolong giggled. “How about that, fun right? This is observing the world from a different perspective.”

“It’s indeed fun!” Qingqing raised her hands to gaze at her palms entwined with ghostly qi, muttering, “I’m a demon, then I transformed into a human, and now I’ve become a ghost… My experiences are quite complicated, huh. If only Xiaohong were here, she would definitely love to play this trick even more than I do…”

“But don’t worry. After we settle the matters in Shanghai, I’ll remove that Ghost Talisman from within you, turning you back into humans,” Huang Xiaolong smiled and then passed the other Ghost Talismans to Ming Kuan, Qingqing, and Feng Hanyan. “These Ghost Talismans can release ghost techniques. Use them to protect yourselves.”

“Right, young master, we’ve all transformed into blue-clad fierce ghosts, but what about you? You are to play the Ghost King. How will you disguise yourself?” Qingqing asked curiously.

“Mine is very simple.” Huang Xiaolong took out a talisman and drew dozens upon hundreds of tadpole-like characters on it. Then, he placed the talisman into the Underworld to absorb a portion of the ghost qi.

The following task was to casually find some ghosts in the Underworld.

Such as ghosts like Song Jiang, Lin Chong, and Lu Zhishen, to drip some of their Yin blood onto the talisman.

Lastly, Huang Xiaolong absorbed the talisman into his body.

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Boom~~~!!!!

In an instant, Huang Xiaolong’s entire presence became eerily and impressively evil; with every breath, a dense ghost qi was released, and the air of a ghostly noble poured out non-stop from Huang Xiaolong’s cells and pores.

Huang Xiaolong’s eyes, too, naturally became very cold, greedy, and inhuman.

Ghost King!

Huang Xiaolong transformed in a flash, becoming a sovereign Ghost King!

A Ghost King whose aura was in no way weaker than Ying Kexin’s!

“Giggles~~~ Young master, your aura naturally suppresses us,” Qingqing clapped her hands and laughed loudly. “I get it now, we are blue-clad fierce ghosts, while you are the Ghost King. When facing your aura, we instinctively feel submission and fear. It’s so marvelous, so entertaining.”

“Correct, I am now a Ghost King. It’s also my first time playing this,” Huang Xiaolong said, proud and laughing, casually gathering a ball of ghost qi in his palm that formed a sphere of Yin energy. Once released, an explosion of Yin energy could cause a radius of several yards to be devoid of life, leaving not a single blade of grass to grow.

“This time, I’m going to use this identity to fight with the fierce ghosts in Shanghai. I won’t use Taoism, ancient martial arts, or any other means. I’ll use ghostly methods!” Huang Xiaolong restricted himself, which was like suppressing his own power, but this made the whole affair much more interesting.

“Giggles~~~ Little Long, what techniques do you, this Ghost King, possess?” Feng Hanyan quickly adapted to her temporary role, asking with a bizarre laugh. “Oh mighty Ghost King, please reveal your trump cards.”

“Don’t underestimate me now. I am a scholarly prodigy, after all. Hahaha~~~” Huang Xiaolong laughed. “Forget the rest, I have the Thousand Souls Flag, eighty-one toxic corpses, and a refined Ghost Puppet. Besides, I also know many ghost techniques…”

“The master is truly invincible!” Ming Kuan laughed darkly.

As the car was about to drive into the toll station at the entrance of the Shanghai expressway, Meng Jingling’s head flew back and reattached to his body.

The blood fog dissipated, and Meng Jingling moved his neck. “Master, my head flew out for a spin, capturing some Yin souls and fierce ghosts, which I have refined into the blood fog… With this Flying Head Down technique, I have grasped its essence. With some more time to polish my skills, I can achieve perfection.”

“Very good,” Huang Xiaolong smiled. “Meng Jingling, you are now dressed as a blue-clad wraith, get used to this temporary identity.”

Inside Meng Jingling’s body, a ghost talisman had merged, she was now dressed in blue, spectral and ghastly.

When they got to the highway toll booth, Ming Kuan stopped the car and abandoned it by the roadside.

At that moment, Huang Xiaolong led the crew with great swagger into Shanghai.

The toll booth staff only felt a sudden chill as a cold draft swept past, they all shivered, but saw nothing.

Soon after, Huang Xiaolong led the crew into the urban area of Shanghai!

Shanghai was almost the most bustling megacity of Huaxia, an international city, a city of charm, known as the ‘Magic City’, a place of never-ending music and drunken revelry!

To describe such a city with all manner of exaggerated terms would not seem overstated in the slightest.

However, the masses had no idea that Shanghai had fallen into an unprecedented crisis!

At any moment, life could be devastated, bloodshed was rampant!

Wandering among the crowds, Huang Xiaolong and the crew were, as expected, completely invisible to the bustling streets filled with dense crowds, even as they brushed past them.

“Young Master! This is so fun! These people can’t see us at all! If I were to reveal myself now, I’d probably scare a bunch of them to death! Ah, to think being a ghost could be this entertaining!” Qingqing laughed, her eyebrows curved in delight.

Of course, no one else could hear her voice.

“If you enjoy playing around so much, why don’t you just stay a ghost forever,” Huang Xiaolong chuckled.

“Oh… No way. I’d rather be a demon,” Qingqing stuck out her tongue.

After walking for a while, Huang Xiaolong suddenly looked around and frowned. “Hmm?”

“Master? Have you discovered something?” Ming Kuan asked, startled.

“The whole of Shanghai has been arranged into a formation,” Huang Xiaolong’s eyes flashed a fierce light. “It appears to be a large-scale formation that gathers Yin energy, attracting all the surrounding spirits to rush into Shanghai like moths to a flame. And… once activated, this formation will draw away the Yang energy from everyone in Shanghai! They’re planning to devour the entire city’s Yang energy! It’s too savage! The ambition is too grand! Such actions will incur divine punishment. However… we are now in the age of decline, the gods have fallen… who could it be? Setting up this kind of formation, it definitely couldn’t have been just a Ghost King, it must be at least a Ghost Immortal.”

“That serious?” Qingqing couldn’t help but shudder. “Shanghai has at least tens of millions of people, plus those passing through, it could be over a hundred million. If the Yang energy of all these people is drawn out, the entire city of Shanghai will turn into a city of wraiths… and with so much Yang energy, many Ghost Kings could evolve…”

“The ghost that set up this formation must be very powerful,” Ming Kuan trembled with fear.

Just then, they heard a sinister voice from behind. “Honored Ghost King, welcome to Shanghai, this place will be our paradise, our hunting ground. May I inquire, where does the esteemed Ghost King hail from?”

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