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Chapter 294 - 292: Bone Altar Invites God Monarch, Immortal Child Answers The Call [Seeking Subscription, Seeking Monthly Ticket]

Chapter 294: Chapter 292: Bone Altar Invites God Monarch, Immortal Child Answers The Call [Seeking Subscription, Seeking Monthly Ticket]

The second child stiffened his body. Under the gaze of his remaining siblings, his body twisted and morphed into the big brother. It was as if he had been fitted with an additional skin.

"Hahaha, this idea really works. By invoking the spirit with the skin demon and combining it with the talent of the summoned child, these five ghosts should be able to achieve the legendary effect of God’s descent and become a qualified child servant of a great god!"

Wang Zijia looked at the result before him and laughed in satisfaction.

After giving it a careful once-over, Zijia let the big baby exit the skin state and turned his attention to the second child.

During a series of chilling screams and pleas, the five ghosts were gradually stripped of their skin and returned to their original state by Wang Zijia, as if they had been given special outfits.

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On the outskirts of Wanyu Sect, within a chaotic burial mound in the surrounding small clan region.

"Quack, quack!"

It was deep into the night. The night breeze gently blew through the chaotic burial mound, with the occasional cawing of crows.

The cold moonlight shone brightly, revealing clearly an eerie array filled with all kinds of deformed and incomplete corpses lying densely packed together.

Outside the array, five people were quietly waiting.

Jiang Mingda, whose hair was sparse and yellow but looked much healthier in the face, was at the forefront. Standing behind him were four people, two men and two women.

The two men, Jiang Zhengye and Ruiwen, had worked with Jiang Mingda several times. The two women were recent additions who were former disciples of the Beast Hidden Group.

This adjustment was made according to an order symbol. From now on, all corpse collection teams would need to be composed of five members to deal with corpses.

As for the reason, no one knew, including Jiang Mingda.

"Uncle, it’s midnight now!" Jiang Zhengye, who had experience with several corpse offerings, looked at the time and broke the silence reminding Jiang Mingda, who was still motionless.

The other three turned their gaze towards Jiang Mingda.

Jiang Mingda shook his head and said, "There’s a message from above, saying that the time isn’t fixed tonight. We’ll hold the ritual when we get the signal."

The four people behind him exchanged glances and didn’t ask any further questions, falling silent again and waiting.

Little did they know that this wait would last for over an hour. Slowly, the time reached the early morning - around 1 AM. Despite their impatience, they dared not show any emotions and waited obediently.

At this moment, Jiang Mingda suddenly blinked. His eyes lost focus as if he had received some news. After a moment, he came to his senses and said, "It’s time, let’s start the ritual!"

The four people who had been waiting behind him for a long time immediately put on serious expressions. Following Jiang Mingda, they went to the altar and set up their stances. They began the ritual, chanting:

"The thick scent of incense is offered to Qiankun; blood symbols and bones forge the spirit array. From a thousand miles away we call upon the god; we ask for the blessings of the lords of this altar!"

"With a devoted heart, we disciples call upon the Five Ghosts God King. We ask for your urgent response to this command."

With the launching of the ritual by the five people and Jiang Mingda’s burning of the incense, the entire array started to flicker with spiritual light.

However, this time was completely different from the previous two times. It wasn’t that the movement was too large, but rather too small. The surroundings were quiet, with no eerie Yin Wind or Demonic Qi, as if the ritual had failed.

The four looked puzzled, and Jiang Mingda furrowed his eyebrows. He turned back to the others and asked, "Was anything wrong with the materials and inscriptions...uh..."

Before he could finish speaking, his entire body froze on the spot.

"Whoo!"

The four disciples behind him reacted with contracted pupils and terrified expressions, almost crying out in surprise.

Before their eyes, Jiang Mingda’s body twisted and quickly shrank. Under the horrified gazes of the four disciples, he transformed into a naive immortal child, about a meter high, dressed in a Daoist robe and exuding an air of Immortal Wind and Dao Bones.

Before the four could react, their bodies also stiffened. Their bodies rapidly shrank, becoming four other immortal children.

These children were dressed in Taoist robes, had long hair, were chubby, and looked to be eight or nine years old. They resembled the child servants of a patriarch.

After the appearance of the five children, each of them glanced briefly at one another. The pupils of their eyes reflected two distinct emotions. One was ordinary mutual scrutiny, and the other was the utter horror of losing control over their bodies.

Clearly, the five who had been possessed still had consciousness. They were clearly aware that they were being controlled, but they couldn’t resist nor did they dare.

The cause of everything was, obviously, the ritual they had just performed!

They used the ritual to summon the five immortal children and the children wore their bodies.

Why was it ’wore’, not ’possessed’?

They didn’t know. It just felt that way!

It was this feeling of unease that made them, who had been possessed by immortal children, extremely terrified and anxious.

Looking at the immortal children with their ethereal air, they always felt something was off and their minds uncontrollably filled with dread.

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The five immortal children did not consider the thoughts of the hosts within. They simply glanced at each other, then, without a word, moved to the edge of the altar.

Faint black smoke wafted out, enveloping all the corpses. Above the array, this gathered into several book pages.

On these pages, the five immortal children were lifting a huge coffin, filled with countless dense corpses.

As all the corpses turned into pages, the leading immortal child waved his hand and collected all the pages into his sleeve.

After completing all this, the five immortal children returned to their original positions and stood still. Following this, the bodies of the five rapidly expanded, transforming back into the original five adults who had performed the ritual.

"Breathe..."

The moment the five people recovered, they all let out intense gasps, their faces filled with horror.

After a while, a female cultivator calmed the terror in her heart, looking at Jiang Mingda and asking, "Martial Uncle, was that the arrival of a god monarch just now?"

Jiang Mingda shook his head, saying, "I, the old Taoist, am not very clear. It somewhat resembles the legendary lost God manifestation technique, but... never mind, the one who came must undoubtedly be a senior elder from the sect, it’s not something we can speculate about."

"Yes, it seems that there are more than one of the elders in the sect responsible for collecting corpses!" Ruiwen, who had experience in several offerings, also chimed in at the moment.

...

In the underground base of the Wanyu Sect, Biyi Court, in the sacrificial laboratory.

The Five Ghosts sat cross-legged around the altar, their eyes tightly shut, as the spiritual light flickered on the altar.

Suddenly, a Blood Jade Book shot out from Big Baby’s forehead and hovered above the altar again.

"Splash!"

As the book opened, the figures of five immortal children floated out from it, turning into five human skins that were placed on the Five Ghosts. The Five Ghosts, who had been sitting with their eyes closed, opened their eyes.

Immediately, Big Baby, with the Five Ghosts Coffin Lift Picture he’d just acquired in hand, approached Wang Zijia timidly.

Wang Zijia, who had been watching the whole process, finally nodded in satisfaction, saying, "Not bad, they completely look like immortal children now. With such an image and their way of traveling, even if someone discovered it, I think no major accident would happen!"

By now, the Five Ghosts’ automatic mechanism for answering corpse collection, after three or four revisions by Wang Zijia, had finally gotten fully on track. He wouldn’t have to worry about collecting them himself in the future.

From initially killing his own in Wanyu Fairy City, to realizing that picking up corpses was better, but still feeling it was dangerous.

Step by step, it evolved into having people collecting corpses, with him pulling the strings behind the scenes while the Immortal Children collected the corpses. Now, it was fully formed!

"Hmm, somehow it doesn’t feel very humane, there’s something missing." Wang Zijia mused, whispering with a frown. After a moment, his eyes lit up, "That’s it, time!"

"In the future, anyone who offers up corpses, regardless of whether they’re from the Demon Suppression Sect or the Law Enforcement Team, should set a specific time to hold rituals, offer incense, and pray. The Five Ghosts will then appear to collect the corpses. That way, they won’t be too busy, yet they will complete their tasks."

"Wait, this feels oddly familiar?"

"Ah yes, it’s a bit like offering incense to Buddha? The masses gathering in temples to offer incense on the first and fifteenth day of the lunar month? So even the gods found it inconvenient to collect incense scattered about and simply set fixed times for offerings?"

"Ha, they have truly become children attending the deity! Absolutely perfect!"

With a look of joy on his face, Wang Zijia threw out a few pieces of paper under the fearful gaze of the Five Ghosts. The papers dispersed in the air, turning into corpses that fell into the pit.

Wang Zijia went to the chilly corpse pit and began to extract the pollution from it. After the extraction, he threw the corpses to the Five Ghosts.

Perhaps the transformation tonight was too painful, the Five Ghosts, looking at the contaminated corpses thrown to them, were not as excited as before. They cautiously emitted a ghost fog, eating elegantly, fearing that a lack of attention would once again draw Wang Zijia’s displeasure and attention.

Another punishment and the terror would be too much!

"Value +17561!"

Dao cultivation: 150 years (540748/1 million)

After a while, Wang Zijia had finished extracting all the pollution and threw the corpses into the cold pit. He paid no more attention to the Five Ghosts, rising to leave the underground base.

Only after the Five Ghosts had seen Wang Zijia completely leave did they turn into ghost babies, jumping into the corpse pit, and starting to eat frantically, as if to turn tonight’s suffering into an appetite.

...

The next morning, as usual, Wang Zijia got up, practiced martial arts, and after breakfast, before he left, he looked at Bai Qian and asked, "It has been half a year since I last cooked, what are you making today?"

"Young Master, you have no idea. There are so many novel foods in the Mortal World, and I have learned quite a lot in these half a year with the royal chefs. Especially in the palace, there are several old people who know quite a few unique skills"

"Among them, the one that left the deepest impression on me is something called ’squid ink’." Said Bai Qian, a bit excited, taking out a box as if presenting a treasure:

"Take the viscera of some special, stinky fish, grind it into a paste, and make it into a paste after fermentation. I learned its essence and removed its dross. I changed it to the bitter gall of a pure spirit fish, the viscera of a stinky fin, supplemented with rhubarb-made sauce, and made sandwich pastries."

In the middle of her speech, Bai Qian had already opened a box of food, and a complex smell of fishy, sour, astringent, and bitter instantly filled Wang Zijia’s nose. Wang Zijia’s smiling expression froze on his face.

Sorry, he was still too inexperienced. He never believed in things like durian, stinky tofu, squid ink, and other tastes that were against human nature, which would taste good after overcoming a certain phase!

And he always thought that developing the bitter, stinky, and sour series of dark cuisines was already the limit for Bai Qian, but there was always a way to surprise him.

Was it the royal food quarters of Tianhong that were not quite right, or were those chefs who taught Bai Qian cooking skills not quite right?

"Young Master, would you like to try it?" At this point, Bai Qian hesitated and said, "However, the taste is a bit strange, so if you want to try, it’s best to start with a little bit."

"No, thanks!" Wang Zijia instantly came back to his senses, casually put away the several large boxes of cakes that Bai Qian had prepared, and decisively turned around and walked away.

...

"Good morning, Martial Uncle Wang!!!"

"Good morning, Martial Uncle Wang!"

"..."

He hadn’t been to Fu Tower in nearly half a year, so when the disciples he came across on his way saw Wang Zijia, they greeted him with surprise.

Seeing this familiar scene, Wang Zijia responded with a smile.