Chapter 314 Ominous OmenThe bone puppet galloped all the way to the meeting hall. At this time, Yasha was chatting with several high-ranking ghost cultivators. They all had a smile on their faces and looked relaxed, and it was obvious that they were very confident about their upcoming grand plans. At this moment, seeing a bone puppet suddenly rush in, several people immediately stopped talking. Yasha was quite dissatisfied, but he knew that the bone puppet had always been loyal, and if it were not an emergency, the bone puppet would not be so rash. So he said to those ghost cultivators, "Please chat slowly, I will be back soon." After saying this, he stood up and strode out of the meeting hall. After entering the study, Yasha looked at the bone puppet and asked in a deep voice. "What happened?" The bone puppet knelt on one knee: "The altar suddenly collapsed." Yasha's expression changed: "How could this be?"

He clearly went to see the altar yesterday and it was in good condition, with no problems at all. Now that the ceremony of offering sacrifices to heaven is about to begin, the altar suddenly collapses. Yasha didn't believe this was a coincidence. He stared at the bone puppet in front of him and suddenly asked. "Did you see this with your own eyes?" The bone puppet then recounted in detail how he had heard the news. Yasha immediately asked it to find the bone puppet that brought the news, as well as the female ghost cultivator who came with it, so that he could ask them face to face. The bone puppet took the order and left. After it left, Yasha was the only one left in the huge study room. As soon as he turned around, he saw himself in the dressing mirror. He looked no more than twenty years old, but he was actually over a thousand years old. He wore a luxurious black robe with gold patterns and a heavy golden crown on his head, and he looked very impressive. But he was skinny, with sunken cheeks and sparse eyebrows, and he couldn't support this impressive outfit at all. He looked like a beggar who stole the emperor's clothes, which was very funny. But because of his high level of cultivation, no one dared to complain about his ugly outfit. Almost everyone who saw him would praise him for being dressed very elegantly today, even more impressive than the Ghost Emperor. While admiring himself in the mirror, he raised the corners of his mouth to reveal a smug smile. Soon he will be able to kill the Ghost Emperor and become the most powerful person in the ghost den! But at this moment, a crack suddenly appeared on the mirror. Then the crack expanded to cover the entire mirror surface. Crash! The mirror shattered into pieces and fell to the ground. Yasha was so frightened that he stepped back repeatedly, and a look of fear involuntarily appeared on his face. The mirror would not shatter for no reason, and the bone puppet just said that the altar suddenly collapsed. These are all ominous omens! Yasha suddenly felt uneasy and had a premonition that something bad might happen next.

He took out a small and exquisite white jade statue from his storage ring. He carefully placed the statue on the desk, then clasped his hands together, bowed down to the statue, and muttered something. "Lord God, in order to complete the task you assigned, I have completely offended the Ghost Emperor. Today's heavenly sacrifice ceremony is about to begin. You must bless me and everything goes well. In the future, when I kill the Ghost Emperor and control the entire ghost world, I will definitely offer you the head of that woman Yang Rongrong with both hands." The statue of the deity was quietly placed on the desk. It was crystal clear, with white light floating on the surface. One could tell at a glance that it was not an ordinary item. This is a magic weapon bestowed upon him by the gods, who say it can help him realize his wishes and save his life at critical moments. Over the years, Yasha has been carrying the statue with him, and the fact is indeed as the God said, his cultivation has been extremely smooth, and his luck is extremely good. He often picks up some rare treasures that are of great benefit to him. It is also because of this that his cultivation progressed by leaps and bounds, and he soon went from being an ordinary, unknown ghost cultivator to a ghost immortal whose cultivation level is second only to the Ghost Emperor. Outsiders thought he was extremely talented, but little did they know that he was able to achieve everything he had today because of the small and exquisite white jade statue in front of him. Yasha bowed to the statue again and again, hoping to use this method to dispel the uneasiness in his heart. Tuk Tuk! There was a knock on the door. Yasha thought it was the bone puppet coming back to report the news, so he spoke without turning his head. "Come in." With a creak, the door was pushed open and footsteps approached. Yasha didn't hear the bone puppet's voice and immediately became alert. He reached out and grabbed the white jade statue, then turned around quickly, only to see a bone puppet standing there with its head lowered. Seeing that it was the bone puppet he had raised, Yasha immediately relaxed. He is suspicious and cruel. He doesn't trust anyone except the bone puppets he raises. Because the bone puppet has no self-awareness, everything it says and does is controlled by him. Even if he wants the bone puppet to die, the bone puppet will commit suicide on the spot without hesitation. Anyone in this world could betray him except his bone puppets. Therefore, when facing the bone puppet, Yasha never had any scruples, and his body would subconsciously relax a lot. He casually put the white jade statue back on the desk and cursed angrily. "Why don't you speak? Are you mute? Didn't I ask you to bring the person over? Where is the person?" "Who is it that you want to see?" Yasha was very impatient: "Of course it's the female ghost cultivator who came to deliver the message..." He suddenly stopped talking midway. He realized that it was a woman's voice, not a sound that a bone puppet could make! The next moment, he saw the bone puppet fall softly to the ground, revealing the female cultivator hiding behind it, who was Yang Rongrong in disguise. She held a Xuanji pen in her hand, with the corners of her mouth raised, her eyes curved, and her smile was very pleasing. "The person you want to see is not me, right?"

Yasha opened his eyes wide, stepped back repeatedly, and asked in shock and anger: "Who are you? How did you get in?" Then he shouted to the outside of the door: "Someone come! Someone come quickly! There is an assassin!!" Yang Rongrong was not afraid at all. She had already set up the formation before entering the room. Now the entire study was covered by her formation, and no sound from within the formation could be heard at all. Even if Yasha screams at the top of his lungs today, no one outside will hear him. Yasha was too anxious and didn't notice that there was a piece of golden text floating next to Yang Rongrong. That was the plot she had just written with the Xuanji pen, and the content was as follows—— "Yang Rongrong followed the bone puppet into the City Lord's Mansion. She found Yasha in the study. Yasha didn't expect her to appear suddenly. He was so frightened that he accidentally fell down and hit his head on the desk. He fainted on the spot." Yasha wanted to distance himself from Yang Rongrong, but in a panic, he accidentally stepped on the broken lens and fell backwards. He screamed and hit the back of his head heavily on the corner of the desk. Then his vision went dark, he closed his eyes and fainted on the ground. After being upgraded, the Xuanji Pen inherited the capabilities of the Crane Feather Pen. It can write plots and make them come true. This ability seems to be beyond belief, but it also has great limitations. First of all, the Xuanji Pen can only be used on one person or one thing, and the other party must be visible to Yang Rongrong. Secondly, the plot she writes cannot be too long, especially for someone with a high level of cultivation like Yasha. The effect of the Xuanji Pen on him can only last for a short quarter of an hour, and he will wake up immediately when the time is up. But what Yang Rongrong wanted was just this short quarter of an hour.