Everything changed in an instant.

Stars moved like lightning, the wind roared and thundered.

The Patrol Envoy's body flew out from the bamboo house, shattering into multiple shadows.

And at this moment, Chen Xu made his move.

He didn't probe, didn't hesitate, and attacked with all his strength.

"Water comes!"

Though it was just a simple "water comes," what was summoned was far from simple water flow.

It was the water from the waterfall that descended from the sky when Chen Xu passed by.

Also the water from the stream that traversed the bamboo forest at this moment.

This water seemed ordinary, but it contained an immense amount of Nether Qi, with endless sorrow and hatred flowing within.

When Chen Xu first crossed it, he guessed that this waterfall stream must have a very strong connection to the Ghost King himself.

Now, using the Water Control Technique, this strong sense of connection struck directly at Chen Xu's Heart Soul.

But it was precisely this connection that Chen Xu wanted.

He issued a command to the Ghost King: "Ghost King of Pufeng Mountain, I order you to be silent, to cease all use of magic and divine power."

[The Meat Ganoderma Bell, after being stewed, can enchant ghosts, making them obedient for two hours.]

The Ghost King had also consumed the Meat Ganoderma Bell soup, thus Chen Xu could exert some control over him.

And the reason for not directly ordering the Ghost King to commit suicide is because Chen Xu sensed that this control was extremely fragile.

The Ghost King constantly resisted and struggled, and when Chen Xu issued commands, it felt like he was binding a tiger with a delicate thread!

Luckily, Chen Xu never expected to fully control the other.

As long as he could momentarily disrupt the Ghost King when issuing commands, he could seize a significant advantage.

The surging waterfall stream, laden with profound sorrow and resentment, splashed infinite broken jade starlight, summoned by Chen Xu's Water Control Technique.

The Innate Qi swiftly flowed within him, permeating the heavens and earth.

Though he appeared in the form of a small ghost, at this moment, he exuded the majesty of controlling the sea and calming the waves.

The sound of recitation, like surging waves, flowed fluently from his mouth:

"When I control the water, the waters of all directions heed my command."

"Vast sadness, boundless resentment, all dissolve into nothingness."

"Coming with the blue sky, leaving in silent night, those departed are like this..."

The roaring waves transformed into a heavenly river, bursting open the bamboo house's curtain, breaking through the thatched roof.

Also intending to wash away all the overwhelming resentment the Ghost King had accumulated over ten years.

At this moment, the Ghost King's figure was trapped in the surging waves. Although seemingly far apart from Chen Xu, in this instant, they were already locked in close combat.

Amidst the impact of resentment, Chen Xu seemed to glimpse, in an instant, the Ghost King's lifetime of gratitude and enmity.

His name was Xie Huaizheng, originally from a humble family, he studied arduously for thirty years before finally making his name on the golden roll.

The difficult journey of studying never dulled the aspirations he set as a youth.

He once said, "In this world, there is the elusive Daoist immortality, there are powerful aristocratic families, there are scholars who write with heroism, and there are Grand Generals brandishing swords.

But how many can bow down to truly see the sufferings among the common folk?

Why is it so hard to exterminate the vicious spirits and demons? It's because there is resentment in the mortal world!

I studied not for wealth and honor, but to, in times of the people's grievances, give my modest effort to bring purity and justice to one place and time.

Even if through endless twists and turns, even if my scholarly bones are burned, what of it?"

When he made the golden roll, his peers visited Grandmasters, forged connections, and clung to the powerful for future prospects.

At that time, it was the twenty-third year of the late Emperor's reign.

The late Emperor was old and frail, the treacherous minister Liu Shao held sway over the court, new and old officials alike sought alliance.

Only he stood firm in his convictions, refusing to be tainted by the world.

Later, by chance, he gained the late Emperor's favor and was elevated to become a close minister.

Through varied treacherous waves and political tides, he reached great heights and suffered demotions.

Many came and went by his side, the path so perilous that most close to him perished, while traitors ascended smoothly.

Yet, despite experiencing numerous separations and reunions, he always persisted in his youthful ideals.

He fought demons and suppressed bandits, managed waterworks, built roads and bridges, opposed aristocratic families, and struck against tyrants... Even when pointing fingers at him from all sides, he never forgot his original intentions.

Until that year, the late Emperor passed away, and the new Emperor he had supported ascended the throne.

The thousands of miles long dyke of the Yuan Cang River in the Celestial South Dao collapsed overnight, floodwaters surged over plains, cities, and mountains.

That flood seemed like divine wrath, sparing neither humans nor demons in its path.

Half of the originally prosperous Seven Prefectures of the South were devastated, millions turned into vengeful ghosts.

The catastrophic disaster shocked the world, the new Emperor sent him with a thousand Armored Warriors as an imperial envoy to investigate the Yuan Cang River dyke breach.

He came and stumbled forward on the land left bare by the receding water.

He decapitated countless corrupt officials and opened numerous grain warehouses by force.

He invited the Daoist Sect to heal, treat plagues, and investigate the roots.

Until he uncovered a shocking secret, obtaining evidence of the treacherous minister Liu Shao's massive corruption and damage to the Yuan Cang River dyke.

That night, his secret token letter was just sealed and transmitted across miles through a Secret Technique to the distant Jade Capital.

The next day, the imperial decree dispatched by the Emperor's privileged listeners hurriedly arrived with experts.

They arrested him on countless fabricated charges, such as "abuse of power, arrogance, contempt for the Emperor's might, collusion with demons..."

He surrendered, believing he could return to the Capital City to clear his name.

Unexpectedly, that very night, as the ship carrying him and a thousand accompanying Armored Warriors just sailed onto the Broken Jade River, thousands of commoners came rushing.

They held torches high, shouted labels like "dog official", "traitor", "criminal", and stormed the heavily fortified ship locked with multiple arrays.

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