After all, a personal helicopter requires a pilot, and you need refueling and maintenance wherever you go, right?

All flying devices require pilot care and maintenance, without a usage limit.

Mo Jingyan bought a Flying Treasure, and this was his first time using it. He hadn’t used it before and lacked confidence, even though he had ambition. This wasn’t a normal car; he had tried short flights before.

But on a long-distance flight like this, carrying a beloved person, there was a different feeling altogether.

He felt that the journey was so fast; if they flew from here to the city where their school was, the Flying Treasure would be quick.

The real car journey would be a bit softer, taking 2 to 3 hours.

But at this moment, to experience the feeling of flying with a Flying Treasure in the sky.

The speed didn’t bother them much. Would the quickness cut their time short?

Would their private time together be too brief?

However, the thing they were doing tonight was indeed too dangerous.

Luo Youyou seemed like he didn’t do anything; he didn’t do a single thing throughout. 𝚏𝕣𝕖𝚎𝚠𝚎𝚋𝚗𝐨𝐯𝕖𝕝.𝕔𝐨𝕞

Yet considerately thought, it would be better to send him back early, so they could be safer sooner.

Mo Jingyan was enjoying the fun of using his newly bought Flying Treasure, which was fast and could transform into different shapes. The inside space was vast and could serve as his residence, office, and storage room.

After Green Ox finished the task, he then helped those so-called heroes from different eras. If they had no descendants, there was nothing that could be done.

If they did have descendants, he also helped deliver dreams, spreading their stories.

At first, these people were unknown heroes; perhaps after their death, others didn’t know they’d done good deeds.

Perhaps their relatives didn’t know how they died.

Because too many people died in war, those who didn’t return home left their families in grief, but in times of war, tough times, or hardship.

Death was common, and individuals couldn’t change it.

After experiencing various dynasties, enduring difficult times. Now, in such peace, living a carefree, happy life is the life the martyrs longed for.

This was the life they fought for with their blood.

Green Ox collected all those wicked souls into the Hell Palace, allowing the ghosts inside to punish them. Seeing them go from arrogant, fierce ghosts demanding rescue to pitiful, cowardly figures brought a sense of satisfaction.

Turns out, hungry ghosts also fear death. They saw their once powerful abilities count for nothing inside this Magical Treasure.

Their opponents absorbed their Soul Power, and they had no way to resist. With weakening Soul Power, they would eventually fade into dust.

Hungry ghosts had ambition too, with desires for dominance and many dark dreams.

Actually, after they died, regardless of the long years, they could only compete within the Formation, with new Ghosts arriving.

They only competed in one place but couldn’t go outside, couldn’t leave that place, unaware of history outside?

The only thing they knew was that each incoming Ghost had different attire.

Then they realized, despite not all being villains from a single country, some were evil from another country.

Yet they knew from the constant arrival of Ghosts that another era was passing, and they learned it wasn’t the reign of a single emperor.

In the past 100 years, they learned it was not the era of empires anymore.

These villains arrived and discovered despite all their fights, none could conquer this country.

And some learned about the endless cycles of division and reunion of empires.

In the recent wars, it was no longer imperial battles but wars against foreign invaders, and internal struggles ended with the establishment of the last country, ending imperial reign.

The nation’s establishment brought equality, abolishing slavery, everyone being equal with no division between man and woman; women could hold office.

The workplace wasn’t just a man’s domain anymore, women could do it too.

In over a century since, after the war, spirits arrived but not souls of war, just those buried due to birth, old age, sickness, and death.

These were just ordinary people, yet the Ghosts’ information showed the new nation’s establishment was beneficial to the poor, allowing them to rise in song.

For capitalists and landlords, there was no benefit; they only awaited demise.

As for the so-called bandits, they were certainly eradicated.

From collective teams to later abundance for individual households, through tough times, people’s lives gradually became prosperous.

In the Formation, souls could only rely on the new souls arriving to know the circumstances.

In their hearts, they wished to venture out but were always trapped in the Formation.

Until one day, the Formation developed a crack, the Fierce Ghosts with great power acted, capturing workers there.

They believed in the new era, unwilling to die so easily. The captured men perfectly served for Body Seizing.

However, the worksite had few people, just a few went missing, and those people fled.

Captured a few, inside the Formation, they continued to compete, not enough, fought over order.

Unexpectedly, only half a day passed, darkness fell, they prepared for a battle, then whoever won would get the rights for Body Seizing.

Before any action happened there, they were captured by a spell into this place full of Fierce Ghosts.

Inside the Formation, they thought they were the strongest. Unexpectedly, there were such powerful mages and artifacts outside?

Could it be Mysticism?

Masters of Mysticism captured them into this powerful Magical Treasure?

The Fierce Ghosts had no way to speculate, they couldn’t understand, with the Formation broken, they hadn’t gone out to do evil or seize bodies, just because a few capture attempts revealed their traces, exposing the Formation.

If these Fierce Ghosts knew they were too impulsive, having spent too long confusing inside the Formation, the moment a crack appeared they rushed to capture people, without waiting for the Formation’s complete breakage, they could rush out into the Mortal Realm amidst so many people, allowing these Fierce Ghosts to succeed easily.

They wouldn’t be discovered so easily, one move exposed them and caught.

Perhaps this was caused by their overestimation of their abilities.

Or perhaps it was due to their long entrapment in the Formation, having lost patience.

Green Ox didn’t care what those Ghosts thought, he assisted in sending those Ghosts away, rescuing those several people.

Then fully broke the Formation, with his techniques, the Formation couldn’t be repaired.

He examined this Formation and found it was created by ancient evil poetry, relying on these evil ghosts to form some Evil Qi for cultivation.

Green Ox could sense the presence of the master from this Evil Qi Formation.

Perhaps that person was buried because of lifespan reasons long ago in some era.

After all, this Formation has existed over 1,000 years now.

In a place without Spiritual Energy, relying on evil means for cultivation, villains are subjected to punishment too.

After all, with the Law of the era, whether it be the Daoist Family or the Buddhist Sect, meeting people cultivating evil methods would punish them.

Green Ox handed over those rescued people to Luo Youyou, who were unconscious, and entered the Flying Treasure.

The Formation was also broken.

Luo Youyou no longer needed to use the Flying Treasure for showing off everywhere.

After breaking the Formation, the Evil Qi was also absorbed.

Green Ox had special methods; after all, Jiang Tang’s abilities weren’t just righteous ones but also included Dark Power.

The method to erase Dark Power, as Jiang Tang’s Spiritual Pet, was truly too easy.

No need for the master to act, just with a spell in hand, it could be resolved.