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Chapter 68: The First Light breaking Nine Days! Night Watchman Fallen?

Translator: 549690339

On the outskirts of Weihe Town.

The figure of the Fire Sheep descended from the sky, turning into human form.

Excitement and disbelief filled his eyes.

“My master… has truly fallen?” “Am I free?”

“What about Water Spirit, Mu Yao?”

“No news, could it be… they all met with accidents?”

“Does this mean, I’m the only one left from the Black Sun Church?”

“Ssss, this…”

He gasped in shock, his eyes flickering.

“The Black Sun Church headquarters, there’s a lot of stuff hidden there…

Hahaha, now it’s all mine!”

“As long as…”

“Hum…”

An eerie humming sound suddenly started, and a dark vortex appeared behind him.

Before the Fire Sheep could react, a huge, emaciated ghost hand rose from the vortex and grabbed him!

The next second, his figure appeared within a massive palace filled with endless ghostly shadows.

The palace had flying eaves and upturned corners, carved dragons, and painted phoenixes, full of ancient charm.

But on closer look, it’s an evil dragon being carved.

The phoenix that was painted is also the phoenix of Jiuyou!

Green ghost fires fluttered around, enveloping the palace like a ghostland.

With a “thump,” the figure of the Fire Sheep was slammed onto the ground. In the center of the hall, inscribed on a plaque were several large characters.

“Ghost Sun Hall!”

He abruptly raised his head, but seeing the plaque of the hall, he immediately knelt down in fright.

“Ghost, Lord of Ghost Sun…”

One of the Nine Suns of Dawn, the Ghost Sun! “Fire Sheep… where is your master?”

A raspy voice echoed throughout the grand hall.

The Fire Sheep stuttered, “Ghost, Lord Ghost Sun, my master, my master seems to have fallen.

“Hmm?” After a long while, the voice of Ghost Sun passed over: “Dead? Truly dead?”

“Yes, yes…”

The Fire Sheep hesitated, “The spiritual imprint that my master left on me has dispersed. This should be considered as fallen, right?”

“Hehehehehe…’

Ghost Sun let out a cold chuckle filled with chilling frostiness.

“Dead?”

“She got off so easy…”

“She borrowed a wisp of Nine Ghosts Soul Smoke from me, which can ensure the immortality of the true spirit, and reincarnation. It can also break the mystery of the fetus, grabbing the root of the previous lifetime… “The price she had to pay was her divided soul after reincarnation!”

Ghost Sun’s voice echoed throughout the grand hall.

“As long as she retains a trace of her soul, she could reincarnate, but now that she’s dead, I didn’t get her divided soul!” “Tell me, where is my Nine Ghosts Soul Smoke!”

“Where is my divided soul!”

Fire Sheep kneeled on the ground, trembling violently: “Lord Ghost Sun, I, I don’t know… Please spare me, spare me…”

“Trash!”

In the grand hall, a silhouette of an old man slowly drifted out.

With his eagle-like eyes and thin frame, his pupils shone with a faint green light.

With a casual wave, a large black banner suddenly appeared.

With a slight shake, countless evil ghosts rushed out, instantly enveloping Fire Sheep within it.

“With no divided soul from Black Sun, I’ll have you compensate the debt!”

Chilling sounds of biting and ghost howls constantly came from the banner of tens of thousands of ghosts.

“Lord Ghost Sun, please…please spare me…”

“I am willing to surrender to you and be your ghost slave… Ah!”

“My Lord, my Lord left the Black Sun Church… The Black Sun Church still has many people and followers…”

With a thought from Ghost Sun, the banner of tens of thousands of ghosts suddenly stopped.

“Black Sun Church…

“Although that mad woman Black Sun is weak, she does know how to deceive people’s hearts.”

“The inheritance of the Black Sun Church, huh… do you know where that thing

“The thing…” Fire Sheep quickly responded, “I know!”

Ghost Sun decisively said, “I will spare your life for this, mercifully let you become my ghost slave!” “Help me control the inheritance of the Black Sun Church!”

“Yes, Lord Ghost Sun!” “Hmm?”

“Master, master…”

“There’s one more thing, investigate Black Sun’s real cause of death!”

Ghost Sun gnashed his teeth, “My Nine Ghosts Soul Smoke can’t simply dissipate, there must be a legacy left by Black Sun!”

“Find it! Understand?”

“Yes, yes, yes…”

After seeing off the visitors, Zheng Cheng threw himself on the bed, but couldn’t fall asleep.

After pondering for a while, he took out his phone and sent a message to Yao Zhixue.

Yao Zhixue had been staying at the Wardens base. She should clearly know Liang Feifan’s whereabouts.

Although Liang Feifan was obnoxious and had offended him, they were still classmates. He didn’t want Liang on the hands of the Fallen Ones.

Soon, Yao Zhixue responded to the message.

“Liang Feifan? He followed Captain Meng for the support of crystal mine.” Yao Zhixue typed, “What’s it to you?”

“Teachers Gao and Yang came to ask about him. They also worry about Liang.”

“Don’t worry; Captain Meng is really capable, Liang will be fine.”

“That’s good.”

“Are you still awake?”

“Yes, I am. And you?”

“Still in a meeting, arranging the cleanup of Weihe Town.”

Yao Zhixue added: “In the next three days, Weihe Town will be under military control. Anyone without a permit is not allowed in the streets.”

“Is it that serious?”

“Yes. The Lord of the Black Sun may have been killed, but many of the Black Sun Church’s Fallen Ones are still scattered about. The Wardens’ next task is to clear these Fallen Ones hiding in Weihe Town!”

“Then be careful.’

“Are you concerned about me?”

“I guess so. After all, you’re so beautiful, occupying a place in my heart. Maybe you’ll grow even more attractive after a few years.”

“What is ‘heart’…?”

“Ugh, this damned input method. I meant you are beautiful in a way that meets my taste, just a bit petite.”

“I’m sorry, but I don’t want to start a relationship right now. I want to gain some experience on the Alien Battlefield for a few years before considering it.” “I didn’t say I was trying to court you. Don’t flatter yourself.”

“Who’s flattering themselves?! Humph!” Yao Zhixue sent a gritted-teeth emoji.

“Tell me, who do you like? Song Chaoyu?” “A chest as flat as a board and butt as flat as a brick? Who could desire her-”

“Then what kind of girl do you like?”

With this, Zheng Cheng found his groove and quickly typed, “Big boobs, perky butt, A4 waist, eases my mind with long legs. I once saw a doctor who told me I have a weak stomach—I can only eat soft food.”

After a few minutes, Yao Zhixue didn’t send any messages. He figured she was mad at him and ignoring him.

Shrugging, he plugged in his phone and prepared to go to sleep.

Then his phone buzzed again. Taking a look at the screen, his eyes brightened.

An image. It looked like it was taken secretly.

Zhao Yunxiao.

At that moment, Zhao Yunxiao seemed to be in a meeting, pointing at a screen with a command baton.

With keen eyes and a vibrant spirit, her slender frame was dressed in an office lady outfit.

A crisp white shirt paired with black shorts, revealing near-translucent black stockings.

Her lips were lightly painted, complementing her exquisite features, enhancing her elegance and allure.

Her chest slightly forward, one could vaguely discern the outline of her curves.

“Could it be that you fancy Sister Yunxiao?”

“Anymore?”

“Scram!”

After a while, Yao Zhixue sent a new message: “The type Sister Yunxiao likes are those braving million alien species. Not you, kiddo!”

“For instance, Lord Tang Cheng who slayed tens of thousands of Aliens with a single strike.”

“Or, Lord Zheng Mingsen who manipulates the undead!”

“You… you better go to bed.”

Zheng Cheng texted: “What about you, what type of man do you like?”

A few minutes passed before Yao Zhixue replied, “First, he must be a man I like!”

“Second, he must be someone who is of the same level as me yet can defeat me in battle!”

“Pssh-”

Zheng Cheng dropped his phone and shifted positions.

Of the same level and can defeat you? Who are you kidding, lady?

You’re a nine-star ice and snow spirit user. Those who can beat you would be, at least, nine-star new professionalists.

But in the entire Chang’an City, or even the whole Qinzhou province, was there a single nine-star new professionalist this year?

Just sleep, man-!

Suddenly, Zheng Cheng had a thought, picked up his phone again and sent,

“You’re not thinking of starting a harem, are you?” “Like Cai Shen’s mother, who married four men at once?”

“Scram…!”

Yao Zhixue immediately replied, appending a row of bloodstained knives.

wow!

This lady sure needs to get a taste of my Acute Gastroenteritis Instant Eruption Technique.

Then she’ll get who’s boss!

Another message popped up; it was from Yao Zhixue.

“I should tell you something… Captain Xu Chicheng, he… was killed.”

‘What?!”