Chapter 22: Reward for killing a weirdo, the Ghostly Pill
At midnight, everything was silent, and the whole world seemed shrouded in a thick layer of darkness.

Outside the Red Rose Manor, it was raining heavily. The dense rain lines were pouring down madly, like a river bursting its banks, surging violently.

In the inky black night sky, strange red lightning flashed like ferocious devil's claws, wantonly waving its fangs and claws, constantly crisscrossing. Each lightning seemed to tear the endless darkness apart fiercely, and the instantaneous light illuminated everything around, making it even more eerie and terrifying.

The sound of thunder was deafening, as if it was the angry roar of an ancient beast, trying to break through the oppressive sky.

What is even more surprising is that a blood moon suddenly hangs high in the sky, and its scarlet light is like the gaze of a devil, exuding a creepy atmosphere.

It hung there coldly, out of tune with the bleak and rainy night, as if it were an evil curse.

Under the frequent illumination of red lightning, the red wild roses that almost covered the entire manor looked even more enchanting and charming.

They swayed violently in the strong wind, like a group of demons with bared fangs and claws, twisting their bodies and extending their sharp thorns, as if they were ready to bite someone, which was chilling.

Inside the manor, on the throne in the central castle's hall, sat a man whose appearance was so handsome that he did not look like a human.

He gracefully shook the red wine glass in his hand, and the scarlet liquid rippled gently in the glass.

The corners of the man's mouth rose slightly, as if he was smiling, and his deep eyes flickered with an elusive light, as if he was planning some shocking conspiracy.

Three hundred ghost servants with red roses embroidered on their collars were neatly arranged on both sides of the throne. They were dressed in gorgeous clothes, and every inch of the fabric shone with luxurious luster, but at this moment they nodded their heads, waiting for the man's orders with respect and fear.

Among these ghost servants, there are as many as twenty powerful ones who have reached the level of evil spirits. The gloomy aura they exude makes the entire hall filled with a depressing atmosphere.

"Here it comes." Suddenly, the handsome man on the throne raised his eyebrows slightly and said coldly.

His voice was not loud, but it was clearly audible in the silent hall, as if it carried an invisible pressure.

At this moment, outside the Red Rose Manor, hundreds of figures holding black umbrellas were walking slowly in the dim night.

Their steps were heavy and orderly, as if they were a team of ghosts driven by darkness, and every step carried a sense of determination.

At the forefront of these figures is a stunning woman in a gorgeous black evening gown. Her gown is like the embodiment of the night, the black fabric gleams with a mysterious and deep luster, and every wrinkle seems to tell an unknown secret.

Every gem inlaid on the dress sparkles with a cold light, like stars in the cold night.

She was barefoot with a pair of snow-white feet, seemingly stepping on the ground, but every step she took was off the ground, so light that it seemed as if she was not bound by gravity.

Those white feet emitted a charming light in the darkness, like bright pearls, illuminating the road under her feet.

Heavy rain fell from the sky like a river bursting its banks, but strangely, the raindrops automatically dispersed three feet away from her, forming a wonderful invisible barrier.

The rain hit the barrier and turned into tiny droplets that splashed everywhere, like a dazzling fireworks show.

At this moment, the woman's beautiful face, which was enough to make everything in the world pale in comparison, was also filled with arrogance and mockery.

The ends of her eyebrows were slightly raised with a hint of unruly arrogance, and her long eyebrows were like crescent moons, yet they carried a fierce aura.

In those eyes as bright as stars, there was a flicker of indifference and mockery, as if everything in the world was nothing but insignificant in her eyes.

Her delicate and beautiful red lips were slightly raised, outlining a contemptuous smile, that smile was like frost in the cold winter, making people shudder in this gloomy atmosphere.

This person was none other than Mo Ling, the owner of Blood Moon Manor.

On the side of Mo Ling, Ye Ling, who was wearing a black robe, slowly took down the heavy sword behind him. The heavy sword was carefully crafted from precious mithril and dazzling gold. The sword body flashed with mysterious light and had great lethality against strange things.

"Baby, be careful!" Mo Ling turned around and smiled at Ye Ling. That smile was like a spring breeze, instantly dispelling the gloomy atmosphere around them, but in this tense atmosphere, it seemed particularly abrupt.

The next moment, the snow-white bare feet suddenly exerted force.

"boom!"

A violent earthquake so violent that it was almost impossible to stand still suddenly struck, and a huge bottomless pit suddenly appeared where Mo Ling had stepped on. The edges of the pit were jagged, as if it had been bitten hard by a huge monster. Dense spider-web-like cracks spread wildly in all directions at an alarming speed. Wherever they went, the ground cracked and rocks flew, as if they were going to tear the land apart completely.

The rain that had just landed on the ground was shaken by this extremely terrifying force and flew back for a moment, forming a strange scene that went against common sense.

The raindrops collided with each other in mid-air and turned into countless tiny water mists that filled the air, making people feel as if they were in a hazy fantasy.

Almost at the same moment, a figure carrying the same terrifying aura rushed out of the castle at high speed like a ghost, causing a gust of howling wind.

He suddenly punched Mo Ling hard, and there was a strange light flashing on his fist, as if it contained endless power.

Mo Ling did not flinch, a look of determination flashed in her eyes, and she also threw a punch, fearlessly meeting the opponent. Her eyes were firm, without the slightest hesitation or fear.

The two fists clashed, a pure physical collision. However, the power contained in it was extremely terrifying and frightening. The surrounding air seemed to be squeezed and deformed by this powerful force, making a sharp whistling sound. With just such a fierce collision, the surging ghost energy immediately ruthlessly flattened all the wild roses that covered thousands of acres of land. Those beautiful flowers instantly turned into powder, drifted away with the wind, and disappeared in this endless darkness.

As the raindrops fell, the whole scene looked like a shocking blood rain, which was creepy.

"What a terrifying power!" Seeing this terrifying scene, Ye Ling was also shocked. His eyes were full of shock and vigilance. He tightly grasped the heavy sword in his hand, ready to deal with any possible danger at any time.

"Ghost King at the peak of his powers, no wonder he dares to challenge me!"

"Mo Ling, today I, Zhou Qing, will let you die here and become the nourishment for the wild roses in this garden!" Zhou Qing looked at Mo Ling and shouted fiercely. His voice was full of anger and murderous intent, as if he wanted to completely destroy Mo Ling.

"You can't beat me if you can only talk." Mo Ling curled her lips and showed a look of disdain. Her eyes were full of confidence and calmness, as if she had already seen through Zhou Qing's bluff.

The next moment, her figure instantly appeared in front of Zhou Qing, and she kicked Zhou Qing's waist with a seemingly light side kick. The movement was light and fast, like lightning.

Zhou Qing's reaction was quick, he quickly stretched out his hands to block. However, the next moment, his expression suddenly changed.

A terrifying force came from the pair of bare feet. The force was like an overwhelming tidal wave, directly breaking his hands.

The crisp sound of broken bones was particularly clear in the silent night sky.

His body was also kicked into the castle by Mo Ling. With a dull crash, Zhou Qing's body smashed the wall of the castle and disappeared in a cloud of dust.

……

On this side, hundreds of figures rushed out of the ancient castle like a tide and fought towards the people in Blood Moon Manor.

"Kill!!!" Ye Ling said coldly as he looked at the hundreds of figures flying towards him at high speed. His voice was full of determination and resolve, without any fear or flinching.

At Ye Ling's command, hundreds of black umbrellas floated backwards, like black butterflies dancing in the air.

The Blood Moon Manor's strange people, led by Mo Shan, rushed out one after another and fought with the other side. Their figures intertwined in the darkness, with swords flashing and ghosts everywhere, and the whole scene fell into chaos and blood.

Long before the war, Zhou Qing told his men that there was a special human with an extremely yin body in the Blood Moon Manor, and gave the order to capture him alive.

As long as they can capture Ye Ling alive, they will receive a reward of 100 million Nether Stones.

The resources of 100 million Nether Stones are enough to allow an ordinary monster to grow into a ghost king-level fighter.

Therefore, after the group of strange creatures discovered Ye Ling's existence, they all attacked Ye Ling.

There is no need to use bloodshed to deal with you!

Seeing dozens of strange things attacking him, Ye Ling said coldly in his heart. His eyes were full of disdain and contempt, as if these enemies were just a group of ants in his eyes.

"Hey, you're mine!"

Suddenly, a figure flashed behind Ye Ling.

This is a vengeful spirit at the peak level.

In terms of panel strength, he is much stronger than Ye Ling.

But what he didn't know was that Ye Ling's strength had never been measured by paper strength.

After dodging the claw attack of the evil spirit by leaning to the side, Ye Ling also gathered his strength for a sword strike. His sword was as powerful as a storm, instantly breaking all the ribs protecting the heart of the evil spirit, and then splitting the heart in two.

At the same time, Ye Ling's powerful kick directly blew up the strange head. The purple-white paste-like mixture flew out of the broken head and splashed all over the ground.

In just one round, Ye Ling killed this evil spirit at its peak instantly.

[Ding! Kill the top-level ghost, and obtain the inheritance-level item Ghost Pill x1. ]

A prompt sounded in Ye Ling's ears.

The reward has finally arrived. So this is how the system is used!
However, in this situation, Ye Ling has no time to study how to use this thing and can only join the battle again.

At the same time, under the effect of [Soul-sucking Power], the ghost energy on the body of the vengeful spirit that was killed was also completely absorbed into Ye Ling's body.

Just by killing a peak vengeful spirit, Ye Ling's spiritual power overflowed and reached the critical point for a breakthrough.

(End of this chapter)