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Seeing Chu He's embarrassed look, Mu Yingjin smiled lightly.

"I've finished my words, so go ahead and do what you have to do."

After saying that, Mu Yingjin turned and left gracefully.

After walking outside the courtyard, the smile on Mu Yingjin's face gradually faded.

There was a look of worry on her face.

"Hehe, Demon Spirit Clan, you really dare to think about it."

"If you, Chu He, died in the ghost world or the demon spirit clan, I, Mu Yingjin, would not collect your corpse."

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Chu He stayed at Guoshi Academy for a few days until the preparations were completed.

Inside the study, Long Xi looked at Chu He with worry on his face.

He blocked the road again and for the last time.

"Chu He, it may be very dangerous to go to the Demon Spirit Clan, have you made a decision yet?"

Chu He nodded and spoke.

"Don't worry, I won't take risks easily."

Wen Yan stood in front of Chu He and said.

"I will prepare manpower on Liangjie Mountain. Once there is a danger, if there is a chance, it can be sent back directly through the door Wenbao. The Great Confucianists from the National Scholars Academy on Liangjie Mountain will go to meet you in advance."

In order to cope with Chu He's incident, the National Scholars Academy placed two third-rank Confucian scholars in Liangjie Mountain.

But they don't know about it now, and the reason for their resettlement is only to guard Liangjie Mountain.

After all, Chu He is going to the ghost world. Even though the human race's rebellion is on the decline, we still have to be on guard.

After explaining the matter, Wen Yan nodded to Mu Tong.

Mu Tong nodded in response, and then shouted loudly, his literary spirit gushing out crazily.

On the door Wenbao, pull up a blue light door.

In fact, with Chu He's strength, he can already pull up the door Wenbao by himself.

However, the process requires a lot of energy consumption, and it is better to use as little energy as possible when you are not sure whether the ghost world is safe.

The blue light door was completely revealed, and Chu He walked in without saying a word.

The moment he entered the blue light door, he felt a sense of weightlessness. After a while, Chu He stood firmly on the ground.

He didn't infuse literary energy into the ghost token on his waist.

At the level of the third-rank Great Confucianism, no matter whether you cover up your literary spirit or not, you can't escape the ghost king's gaze.

If an ordinary third-rank Confucian comes here, he will definitely meet the gaze of many ghost kings, and then many ghost kings may be attracted.

But with Chu He's current strength, as long as there are not two or three at a time, Chu He can handle it.

In addition, Chu He united with the spirit ghost king to resist seven ghost kings without defeat, and later killed the left ghost king together. Chu He's literary spirit has left a shadow in the hearts of many ghost kings.

Realizing that it was Chu He's literary spirit, the ghost kings really might not dare to come.

As soon as he landed, Chu He sensed the approaching consciousness of many ghost kings.

Chu He sneered, showing his elegance without any concealment.

He wants to see if there is any ghost king who is not afraid of death and dares to come.

After a burst of literary energy, the consciousness of many ghost kings seemed to tremble twice suddenly, and they looked away.

Chu He was a little disappointed.

Even if he had expected it in advance, he was still a ghost king at the top of the first rank, so he shrank like this?

Before Chu He could ascertain his surroundings, a ghostly aura suddenly approached.

This ghostly aura is so huge that even the current Chu He can't help being affected in his heart.

But when the ghostly aura descended, Chu He breathed a sigh of relief.

It was still at the peak of the first-rank ghost king, and it was exactly as he thought, even if the spirit ghost king devoured the left ghost king after burning his ghost energy, his strength would at most return to the peak of the first-rank ghost king.

Even though the spirit ghost king's aura is infinitely close to that of a half-step ghost fairy, it is only close, although there is only a thin line between them, it is a world of difference.

The Spirit Ghost King should be called the Spirit Emperor now.

After Lingdi's sight approached, he did not shrink because of Chu He's style, but kept scanning Chu He.

Chu He snorted coldly and said.

"The guests are here, as the host, don't you know how to entertain?"

Before he finished speaking, a green light door opened in front of Chu He.

A figure slowly walked out of the green light door.

The blood-red black robe, fair skin, and a pair of blood-colored vertical pupils, is the former Spirit Ghost King and the current Spirit Emperor.

Sensing the powerful ghostly aura on Lingdi's body that was different from the past, Chu He smiled lightly and said.

"Okay, it's only been a while, and it's recovered to this level."

"How long will it take for the next promotion? Can it be achieved within a year?"

Lingdi showed a smile on his face and said.

"If you want to know my realm, just ask directly, why bother to try it hypocritically?"

Chu He sneered and said.

"After being promoted to Spirit Emperor, I have confidence, so I will directly ask how long it will take to be promoted to half-step ghost fairy."

Emperor Ling sneered.

"You thought I'd tell you?"

Chu He clicked his tongue.

When Lingdi will be promoted to half-step ghost fairy, it means that Chu He has a different plan.

The two have only cooperated and have no special relationship, but now they are still different opponents in their respective camps, and exposing their strength means exposing one of their trump cards.

Chu He didn't continue to ask this question, but asked.

"Should I call you now, Ling Emperor? Or Ling Ghost King?"

Emperor Ling showed a meaningful expression and spoke.

"As the person who helped me become Ling Emperor, I allow you to call me by my name, Ling, so as to be different from other ghost cultivators or human races."

Chu He clicked his tongue again and spoke.

"Without me, you wouldn't be able to recover the strength of a peak ghost king. Without me, you wouldn't be able to kill Zuo Ghost King and devour his fate, and it would be even more impossible for you to defeat Ghost Immortal Consciousness."

"Without me, you might be completely dead by now."

Ling said angrily.

"I know that you are very kind to me, so what do you want to do when you come to the ghost world this time?"

"You came to the ghost world twice in total, and there was no big incident in one of them, but fortunately, it was good for me. I hope you won't make trouble this time."

With a smile on Chu He's face, he spoke.

"Don't repel me so much, maybe what I do next will be good for you too?"

Ling sneered and said.

"In the ghost world, including me, there are only eight first-rank peak ghost kings. Compared with the fourteen ghost kings in the peak period, it is almost half lost. I just hope that no more ghost kings will die."

"Eight? Last time I came, there were still eleven with the Zuo Ghost King. Even if the Zuo Ghost King died, wouldn't there still be nine?"

Chu He asked in doubt.

Ling heheed twice, and spoke.

I recovered the first-rank peak ghost king, drew the ghost spirit of the fox ghost king, and drew it again when I was promoted to a half-step ghost fairy.