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The Rakshasa ghost looks into the arena, where the ghosts chained to the back of the cage have walked up to the cage, their hungry eyes glowing with green fire, saliva dripping down their faces, their eyes scanning the ghosts and monsters at the edge of the arena.

The look of panic on the Rakshasa ghost’s face was identical to that of the man he had killed, and he turned to flee the arena.

But the ghosts and monsters who had previously avoided his front surrounded his path.

The Rakshasa’s red hair fluttered with rage, his fangs bared, and he shouted, “How dare you stop me?”

The more frightened he became, the more his face twisted, the more horrific the Rakshasa ghost was now.

But the ghosts and monsters surrounding him did not take a step backwards.

Even if the Rakshasa ghost was strong, it could not resist so many ghosts and monsters. He was lifted up by the crowd of ghosts and thrown towards the ghost fighting arena.

The three-metre-high Rakshasa ghost fell heavily into the arena, looking like a child compared to the huge arena.

Enthusiastic cheers rang out from the sidelines of the ghost fighting arena.

“Behold, the Rakshasa ghost is dying.”

“I bet he won’t live a minute, ha ha ha, I’ve had it in for him for a long time.”

“Release the beast, I want to see him bitten to a pulp! Rakshasa ghost, it’s time for you to die!”

“Rip his head off and give us a kick in the pants.”

There is no day or night in the underworld, an eerie darkness wraps around the ghost town, and the writhing ghosts look like an ugly puddle of mud.

The ghost’s words reached Jiang Luo’s ears, and Jiang Luo smiled and thought, “What inhuman and evil spirits.

Cruel, cold-blooded, fearful of the world.

How disgusting, how vicious.

Jiang Luo’s soul, however, is boiling over as a result.

The bull head asked from the side, “My lord, which demonic beast do you wish to release to fight the Rakshasa ghost?”

Jiang Luo’s eyes roam the cage.

Jiang Luo’s gaze rests on a python with nine heads.

He heard himself laugh and say, “Since the Rakshasa ghost likes to eat heads, let this snake out.”

The bull’s voice contained sympathy for the Rakshasa ghost, “Good.”

But the next moment, he could not restrain his excitement as he shouted aloud to release the ghostly beast, “Release the hydra-“1

The Rakshasa ghost is still roaring with rage.

“Who threw me down? I’ll have to eat him!”

Cursing in anger seemed to make him less fearful, and the Rakshasa ghost’s curses grew louder and louder, but suddenly there was rain dripping down on his head.

The rain slid off his head and onto the bridge of his nose, and the Rakshasa ghost realised what was happening as he stiffly reached up to wipe it off and put it to his nose and sniffed.

The fishy smell is strong and the rain is thick and sticky.

The Rakshasa ghost looked up in horror.

A giant python was straightening up and looking at him with green eyes.

The Hydra has nine heads, three men’s heads at the bottom, three women’s heads in the middle and three small children’s heads at the top. The nine heads are fixed on the Rakshasa ghost, and the huge body of the snake moves slowly.

The ox-head said, “The hydra lived for two hundred years. One hundred years ago, it was adopted by three families when it was about to freeze to death in winter. When the hydra woke up, it lived with them for two years. Two years later, all three families had children, and when the hydra smelled the children and had a craving, it ate them. After eating them, it got a craving for the smell of people and ate the three couples, one by one.”

“After this, the hydra sprouted nine heads, and what these nine heads liked best was to eat human heads.”

Jiang Luo smiled in realization, sticking his head in the air and smiling at the ghost fight, “Then they must have a lot in common.”

In the next instant, the Rakshasa Ghost screamed ear-splittingly as he was torn in half by the Hydra, whose head was buried in the Rakshasa Ghost’s body, blood once again staining the ground of the ghost fighting arena after several years of absence.

After a second of silence, more climactic chants resounded almost throughout the arena.

There was much laughter at the edge of the fighting arena as over-excited ghosts were even pushed and shoved into the arena, becoming new rations for the Hydra.

“Next!”

“One more!”

Countless eyes were fixed on the high seats.

The languid gaze of the king of the fighting ghosts ranged among them.

“Pick which one.”

Flutter, flutter.

Each of the evil spirits looked at him nervously.

Jiang Luo gazes at the black mist on the bodies of these evil spirits.

The more evil a ghost does, the stronger the aura of fury it carries, and the more likely it is to be his target of choice.

It was not that he had an attack of kindness and wanted to take this opportunity to eradicate the evil spirits.

He simply felt that the strongest people looked best and were most watchable when they were struggling in the face of death.

These evil spirits have done all sorts of bad things, did they ever think they would have to do the same?

Will they cry out in the face of death, or will they resist stubbornly?

Jiang Luo’s fingers are outstretched, a white, slender hand like a work of art, with well-defined bones and a full finger. But at this moment, the finger seems to be like a scythe in the hand of death, and the ghosts he points at turn pale, while those who are not pointed at look thankful.

The finger finally settled on a fierce, murderous spirit.

The excitement that filled his face was gone, and he was pushed into the ghost fighting arena in disbelief.

“It’s not quite fair to the rest of the demonic beasts to have only one hydra come out,” the king on high thought seriously and couldn’t help but laugh out loud, “How about this, how about releasing them one by one?”

The bull’s head swallowed and said, “If your lordship thinks it’s okay, then it’s okay.”

“So be it,” Jiang Luo leaned back, his eyes faintly glowing with the crimson of an evil spirit, “five ghostly beasts, five evil spirits. That would make for a good scene.”

He tapped his white hand on the armrest, leaned back and smiled, “Otherwise, this fight that’s over in a second would be too boring.”

*

Blood was soon flowing all over the ghost fighting arena.

The air breathed by the nostrils of the crowd seemed to be mixed with blood and foam, and many of the ghosts and monsters took off their tops as if they were alive, bare-chested and red-faced, shouting angrily, “Go!”

“What a waste of money to deal with the ghost of a faceless wolf, thanks to which I bet that he would last through one incense stick, a waste of my paper money, bah.”

The betting board has long been set up for all the ghosts. The arena has become a bestiary for their amusement.

Jiang Luo looks on quietly.

The atmosphere was getting more and more exuberant, but he was getting bored.

The slightly faster heart rate returned to its normal level and Jiang Luo even felt he could sleep.

He wiggled on his toes, bored, and looked for the next batch of ghosts and ghouls to enter the fighting arena among the evil spirits.

The one-sided crushing game was just a one-sided massacre that made Jiang Luo’s body breathe heavier and his blood boil, but his spirit felt dull and monotonous.

It would be nice to have some fun.

Jiang Luo wanted to.

His eyes scanned casually and suddenly paused in the middle of the corner.

Behind the ghosts and ghouls, in a remote and shadowy corner, stood two men.

One is a bald-headed monk and the other is a smartly suited Chi You.

Jiang Luo looks at Chi You steadily and smiles in a high, inscrutable way. He finally sat up straight and said a few words sideways to the bull.

In the distance, Ge Wuchen looked on at the scene and said with pity: “What a bunch of fools to gamble with their lives.”

Chi You didn’t look at the ugly spirits, his eyes went all the way through the crowd and landed firmly on the throne on high.

“I really didn’t think,” his voice trailed off, his eyes averted, “that he would actually make it this far.”

The statue of the evil god has a divine and an evil nature, and the heart of the god, the essence among the statues, is a being that gathers malice and evil beyond measure.

God is like the heart and is naturally and incomparably sensitive to evil.

Enough malice will awaken the heart of the idol and explore the power of the heart of the idol. But something so evil can amplify the ‘evil’ in the human heart, and then easily control the human soul in turn. But Jiang Luo not only retains his sanity, he also uses the idol’s heart to open up a ghost fighting arena.

This means that Jiang Luo’s own evil thoughts are enough to counteract the “evil” in the heart of the statue.

How surprising is this for Chi You?

The idol is a body that Chi You has been preparing for himself since a few years ago, using his own flesh and blood to raise an evil god, and apart from the fact that the idol has developed self-awareness, the idol is almost tailor-made for Chi You.

The “evil” in that heart is almost black in colour, for it is the evil of Chi You that is soaking through.

But today, Chi You realises that there is another person who can counteract his “evil”.

Now he wants to know what Jiang Luo’s “evil” nature could be more than getting his heart back.

He watches Jiang Luo closely, his every move being watched by him. A lazy lift of the dark-haired young man’s eyes, a downward glance, in Chi You’s eyes, makes Chi You look at him with anticipation and pleasure.

At that moment, the bull head came up to Chi You from the group of ghosts and buzzed, “The king has asked you to go down to the ghost fighting arena.”

Chi You paused for a moment and slowly smiled, “Me?”

The bull’s head’s copper bell-like eyes couldn’t help but show a bit of sympathy, “Yes, the king has asked you to deal with five ghostly beasts by yourself.”

Chi You raised his eyes, across the thousands of ghosts, and locked eyes with the dark-haired youth on the throne.

The dark-haired youth raised the corners of his mouth and gave him a charming yet nasty smile.

“What a heart,” Chi You sighed, reaching down to untie his tie and cuffs, “Ge Wuchen , I’m sorry to tell you that we’re going to have to make a trip for nothing today.”

Ge Wuchen frowns.

Chi You brought him to Fengdu Ghost City in order to bring the heart that belonged to this body of his, and to release the ghostly beasts of the fighting grounds to become his ghostly beast puppets.

Ge Wuchen didn’t know why Chi You suddenly got the idea to control a ghostly beast, and when he asked Chi You about it, Chi You simply said, “I just thought it would feel good to control a beast.”

But Chi You has always done as he pleases, even capriciously. Ge Wuchen didn’t ask too many questions, as the beast was strong and would be a great help to his master’s puppet.

So he accompanied Chi You to this place. But what did Chi You mean by that when he came to the end?

“Master, what do you mean by that?” Ge Wuchen sighed and advised bitterly, “We’ve come this far, won’t you still be able to accomplish our goal by holding back and pretending to lose or not killing these ghostly beasts?”

As long as these ghostly beasts do not die, they can still become their puppets.

Ge Wuchen really doesn’t want to make this trip for nothing.

He had expected Chi You to listen, after all, he believed Chi You would not want to make a trip for nothing. Ge Wuchen believes that Chi You, who has been in the Chi family for more than 20 years, would have put up with such a charade.

But Chi You handed him his untied tie and cufflinks and said with a wry smile, “But I don’t think that’s a good enough way to win.”

Having said that, he took two steps forward and jumped straight into the ghost fighting arena, landing smoothly on the ground.

The ghosts and beasts of the fighting arena are still eating the bodies of the last batch of gruesome deaths.

The ground was filthy and no brats dared to come in and clean up the remains of the bodies. Blood and limbs were splattered everywhere and there was very little clean ground left.

Chi You landed right in an extremely clean spot.

His movement alerted the gnawing ghosts, and five oddly shaped but equally large ghosts turned their heads, their ghastly eyes fixed on Chi You’s body.

Sensing the threat from this evil spirit, the five ghostly beasts unanimously abandoned the food at their mouths and cautiously closed in on Chi You .

At the same time, the sound of several cages being raised was heard behind Chi You.

The ghosts and ghouls watching from the top of the arena were unable to raise their voices in fear as they watched one ghostly beast after another emerge from the cages in the arena with their jaws dropped.

“Another, another five open ……”

The iron cages holding the ghostly beasts were once again opened five times.

Five ghostly beasts crawled out of the cage with their heads down, already salivating from the smell of blood in the ghost fighting arena, and moving foolishly towards Chi You.

The ghosts and ghouls who had joined in the frenzy had finally sobered up a little, and they took a step back with bated breath and looked at each other.

“Still, still betting?”

“How else can you bet that this ghost must not survive a second.”

“That’s true, ten ghost beasts, he’s not even enough to stuff one ghost beast with one ghost.”

Jiang Luo watched with half-hung eyes as the ghosts surrounded Chi You.

His heart, which had just felt dull, stirred again, and he could not stop smiling as Jiang Luo mentally encouraged the ghostly beasts to go ahead and bite together.

Defeat that evil spirit, tear his suit-like appearance to shreds, make him bow down and admit defeat so that he has no way out.

The ghosts and beasts surround Chi You in the ghost fighting arena.

Chi You stood in the middle, looking pitiful and weak compared to the beasts. One of the grumpy beasts was the first to roar at him, and an evil wind whipped up from the air currents coming out of its mouth.

Chi You’s shirt was ruffled by the wind and his hair was strewn about his brow. Without his tie, his collar shifted in the wind, giving him a casual and relaxed look.

“Ten of them,” Chi You said to yourself, “that’s a lot to try and win looking good.”

As soon as the words were spoken, the ghostly beasts seemed to see that he did not return the attack, so they were emboldened and charged at him in ferocious unison.

Chi You avoids the filth on the ground and ignores the ghosts and beasts, heading in Jiang Luo’s direction. As the ghosts were about to run in front of him, the ghosts in front of him ignored him and lunged violently at the ghosts behind him.

The ghosts attacked two by two, and the beasts became Chi You’s loyal guardians. Amidst the hissing of the beasts, Chi You breezed through them without a leaf on his back.

But he was about to walk out of the ghost fighting arena when a sudden earth-shaking movement came from behind him.

Chi You turned around to see that the ghost fighting arena had released a new ghostly beast charging towards him, almost turning in front of him in an instant.

With a frown, Chi You lifted his hand and wrapped it in a black mist, crushing the beast to death like a small bird. But the blood and limbs splashed directly onto Chi You’s body, instantly staining his clean clothes with dirt.

Chi You’s face instantly fell into a pallor.

The stench of the ghostly beasts was unbearable, and he connected to crush one after another, already covered in blood and completely transformed into a wretched look after a blood bath.

It was a win, but not as good a win as he had planned.

Chi You looked at Jiang Luo with a haunted look.

He didn’t have to think about it to know that it was Jiang Luo’s bad idea, and sure enough, the dark-haired youth couldn’t hide his grin.

Chi You pulled his lips up coldly and took a step towards Jiang Luo.

Bullhead fluttered dreamily, “He walked out.”

Unbelievable.

It’s amazing that someone actually managed to walk out alive from being surrounded by all the ghostly beasts.

If you can get out of the ghost fighting arena alive, you can come and see the king. Wrapped in blood and fury, Chi You walked up to Jiang Luo.

The closer he is to Jiang Luo, the stronger the induction of the idol’s body into the heart of the idol.

The idol’s heart beat even faster.

Chi You can even feel the beating of the heart of the idol.

The more active the idol’s heart is, the easier it is for the “evil” it harbours to control the minds of others. Chi You suddenly smiled, walked quickly to Jiang Luo’s body, bent down, took Jiang Luo’s hand in a gentlemanly manner and dropped a kiss on his lips.

“At last I meet you,” he said admiringly, but there was something eerie in his smile, “your ghost fighting arena is awesome and beautiful.”

He smiled, his malice thick. At such close quarters, the idol’s heart was stirred to its core by his malice.

The “evil” mixed with the essence of Chi You drove Jiang Luo’s heartbeat into overdrive.

Chi You deliberately allowed the heart of the idol to affect Jiang Luo with all its malice.

Chi You is a vengeful man, and he is eager to see what Jiang Luo will be like when he reveals his true nature.

Jiang Luo moves from Chi You’s face to the colosseum behind him.

The entire twenty ghostly beasts in the arena were all dead.

It was the end of a game that could have lasted all day and caused no harm to Chi You.

Jiang Luo looked coldly back at Chi You.

He leaned back gently, his palm still in Chi You’s bloodied palm

In the middle, black hair draped over his shoulders like a black, luscious rose.

“Who told you to stand and talk?” Jiang Luo’s negative emotions such as displeasure and irritation seemed to suddenly amplify, and he looked at Chi You with impatience in his eyes; this environment did not require him to suppress his emotions, and Jiang Luo frowned unabashedly, “You are upsetting me.”

Jiang Luo is the king in the ghost fighting arena.

Chi You knelt down on one knee in good humour and smiled gracefully and falsely, “Is that satisfactory to you?”

Jiang Luo looked at him with a condescending look.

His gaze was deeply hostile and aggressive.

Such a look instantly aroused Chi You, and his smile deepened as he slowly grasped Jiang Luo’s hand and whispered, “What are you thinking about?”

Jiang Luo was thinking about how he could let Chi You die.

The deepest malice in his heart seemed to be unleashed. He looked at everything coldly, whether it was the tragic situation in the ghost fighting arena or the fear of the ghosts, it seemed to have nothing to do with him.

He did not care, nor did he feel anything. The tragedy aroused no sympathy in him; death awakened in him a thirst for blood.

Jiang Luo thinks back to when he first came to this world.

As he cries helplessly in front of Chi You’s coffin, he thinks to himself that it is so much fun to play with evil spirits.

He liked Chi You, and in that moment, he felt that what was most enjoyable than liking evil spirits was the thrill that came from teasing them.

Does it feel good to trick an evil spirit?

Cool, cool.

Jiang Luo looked at the bloodied, ghastly-looking demon in front of him, but another, more sinister voice rang out in his heart.

“Wouldn’t killing evil spirits be less fun and less exhilarating than this?”

Right.

What to do then?

The voice said, “Why not turn this evil spirit into a dog at your feet?”

“Let him fall in love with you and be madly infatuated with you, as you say in your lies. He’ll do anything you say, and he’ll die a good death if you tell him to.”

“It’s like an evil spirit drinking the charm of peace and harmony, it’s even stronger than that. He becomes an evil spirit that you can manipulate without the puppet soul refining technique in your hands. Wouldn’t it be more exciting to tame a powerful and ruthless evil spirit?”

What you say seems to be correct.

It also seems like a good idea to make Chi You fall madly in love with him and have Chi You begging to be fucked by him.

Jiang Luo has red blood in his eyes.

Chi You smells something thick and sticky, something “evil”.

He was almost charmed by the malice.

He looked at Jiang Luo in awe and admiration.

The malice was so strong and fascinating that Chi You could be sure in a moment that-

Jiang Luo is by nature a man of his own kind.