Chapter 1804: One Glance for Ten Thousand Years

Chu Chuyan and Pei Mianman, being clever women, immediately added, "We acted on Baogu's behalf and thus had no choice but to offend you, Immortal Lord. We hope you can forgive us."

What a joke! Feeling this terrifying pressure, anyone who tried to oppose him would surely be seeking death.

Let them resolve their marital disputes themselves; the two women certainly didn't want to be unfairly implicated.

As expected, upon hearing the name Baogu, Immortal Lord Baopu's previously indifferent gaze showed a flicker of emotion. "So it was her," he said. "She holds a grudge against me. It's only right that she slapped me twice."

The Ghost King's eyes widened instantly, thinking, "You, a dignified Immortal Lord, just let two slaps go unpunished? How pathetic!"

He had originally hoped to see the Immortal Lord and Zu An's group fight to the death, with blood flowing like rivers, preferably with Zhao Hao also slapped to death. Who would have thought that now, both sides were discussing their connection?

The situation is now unfavorable for me.

He wanted to leave, but doing so would create a lot of commotion, and he feared incurring the Immortal Lord's wrath. So he decided to stay and observe the situation for now.

Zhao Hao, meanwhile, frowned deeply. Chu Chuyan and Pei Mianman actually knew the Immortal Lord's wife and had even received her legacy. Weren't they the "fated ones" he had heard about?

If the immortal fortune were given to them...

A cold glint appeared in Zhao Hao's eyes. Regardless, he was determined to obtain the immortal fortune. If gods stood in his way, he would slay them; if Buddhas blocked him, he would slay them.

At that moment, Jing Teng's excited voice rang out: "Immortal Lord, have you been resurrected?"

Immortal Lord Baopu's gaze fell upon her, and he smiled faintly. "Ah, it's little Teng," he said. "This is merely a wisp of my separated soul that I left behind years ago..."

Zu An and Qiu Honglei exchanged a glance, thinking, "She truly has a close relationship with Immortal Lord Baopu."

Zhao Hao's heart stirred. A wisp of separated soul... Although he wasn't a match for a true immortal, a wisp of separated soul might not be unbeatable.

The Ghost King's eyes, meanwhile, gleamed. If the opponent was only a wisp of separated soul, his Demonic Sound Soul Absorption would be a perfect counter. However, he worried the Immortal Lord might have other tricks up his sleeve, so he dared not make any move for the time being.

Just then, Immortal Lord Baopu's expression suddenly changed. "Why are you so much weaker?" he asked.

Jing Teng said mournfully, "It's only because I didn't heed your teachings back then, and I met the wrong person, trusting others too easily."

Immortal Lord Baopu didn't press for details. After a long pause, he sighed. "Years ago, I divined your fate and saw that you were destined for this tribulation. However, since you've managed to come here, it proves that your fortune has turned around after hitting rock bottom. There's no need to grieve over past events anymore."

Jing Teng nodded, then approached Zu An. "This time, thanks to Young Master Zu for saving me and escorting me all the way, I was able to arrive here safely."

Qiu Honglei was speechless. "So I was just air on this journey, was I?" she thought. "Just recently, I was even lighting the way for you like a lamp. You ungrateful wretch!"

Although she was annoyed, she knew that Jing Teng's action greatly benefited Zu An, so she naturally didn't show her displeasure.

Zhao Hao and the Ghost King were both startled. Jing Teng's words were clearly meant to curry favor for Zu An, making the Immortal Lord look favorably upon him, and perhaps even directly bestowing the immortal fortune upon him.

"This is a damn cheat! Can immortal fortune be gained through connections like this?"

Zhao Hao's eyelids twitched uncontrollably. He recalled past intelligence reports about Zu An, which emphasized his special ability: being exceptionally good at relying on women for success. At the time, he hadn't thought much of it, thinking that one's own strength was what truly mattered. "What could one achieve by just relying on women?" he'd thought. But now he realized he was wrong, and ridiculously so!

Jing Teng quietly tugged on Zu An's sleeve, gesturing for him to say something.

Zu An had no choice but to respectfully bow to the Immortal Lord. "Greetings, Immortal Lord!" he said.

Immortal Lord Baopu scrutinized him and couldn't help but nod. "He is indeed handsome and imposing," he mused.

Qiu Honglei, Chu Chuyan, and Pei Mianman all wore strange expressions. It felt as if he were choosing a son-in-law.

Just then, Immortal Lord Baopu suddenly frowned. "Pity, his romantic entanglements are too numerous; he's not a suitable match," he said.

Zu An was speechless.The women were speechless.

Zhao Hao and the Ghost King almost burst out laughing. Earlier, they had been somewhat jealous of the young man for having women on both arms. Now, this very point had become his undoing.

Jing Teng's face flushed crimson. "Immortal Lord," she stammered, "I was merely thanking him for bringing me here. What are you thinking?"

Immortal Lord Baopu stroked his beard and chuckled. "Each person has their own destiny," he said. "You'll understand later."

After saying this, he stopped explaining to Jing Teng. Instead, he looked at Chu Chuyan and Pei Mianman. "Could you two tell me in detail about meeting Baogu?" he asked.

"In detail?" Chu Chuyan immediately looked troubled. Having to admit the circumstances of her and Pei Mianman saving each other in front of so many people was simply too embarrassing.

Pei Mianman's face also turned crimson. Actually, it wouldn't be a big deal if she only told Zu An. But with so many outsiders present, she wasn't so thick-skinned.

Observing their expressions, Immortal Lord Baopu's heart stirred. With a casual wave, he conjured a halo of light that enveloped the two women. "Don't worry," he said, "they won't be able to hear what you say now."

Only then did the two women breathe a sigh of relief. They somewhat awkwardly began recounting from the moment they were afflicted by the Ghost King's Eternal Slumber Gaze.

Zu An saw a halo of light surround the two women and immediately grew anxious. Jing Teng quickly reassured him, "Don't worry, Brother Zu, the Immortal Lord won't trouble them."

Zu An noticed that the halo was almost transparent, and he could see the two women recounting something to Immortal Lord Baopu. It was just that he couldn't hear their words. Only then did he relax.

Qiu Honglei's ears, however, perked up immediately. Earlier, she was calling him "Young Master Zu," but now it's "Brother Zu"? She couldn't help but glance sideways at Jing Teng. "Who knows who's older?" she thought. "Given the experiences she recounted earlier, she might even be old enough for our group to call her 'Grandma.' She's clearly advanced in years, yet she calls a young man in his teens or twenties 'Brother.' How shameless! An old cucumber painted green—acting young."

In the distance, Zhao Hao's expression flickered. He thought, "If those two women really obtain the immortal fortune, I'll just snatch it from them. This separated soul of Immortal Lord Baopu can't possibly last forever. Then I can use that boy Zu An as a hostage," he continued. "I don't believe those two women won't tell the truth then."

The Ghost King, however, realized something was amiss. Because those two women had previously been afflicted by his Eternal Slumber Gaze, and they had also met Immortal Lord Baopu's wife... For some reason, he had a strong premonition of disaster. Seizing the opportunity, he immediately transformed into a cloud of black mist and fled outwards.

Who knew that just as he reached the doorway, the bronze door suddenly slammed shut.

With a bang, the Ghost King collided with it, becoming dizzy and disoriented, and was trapped inside the room.

The entire Ghost King was somewhat dumbfounded. "What's happening?" he thought. One should know that in his current form, even with a door, he could completely pass through it.

His heart skipped a beat. He hurriedly turned back to look towards the bronze coffin. He saw that the halo around Chu Chuyan and Pei Mianman had already dispersed, and Immortal Lord Baopu was staring at him with an unkind gaze.

"You prevented me from seeing Baogu one last time! Damn you!" Immortal Lord Baopu exclaimed.

Having constantly retreated since the beginning only to face such a result, the usually domineering Ghost King was provoked into a rage. "Hmph," he scoffed, "if your true self were here, this King might fear you a little, but now you're just a wisp of remnant consciousness, yet you dare to boast so shamelessly!"

As soon as he finished speaking, black mist suddenly surged from his body. Countless skull heads emerged, each opening its maw, and emitting terrifying, shrill screams. The opponent was just a wisp of remnant consciousness and didn't exceed the concept of a soul. He would definitely be suppressed by his own skills.

"Demonic Sound Soul Absorption!"

Zhao Hao was startled. He hastily summoned the Human Emperor Seal and placed it above his head to protect his spirit.

Zu An and his group's expressions also changed drastically. They had witnessed how formidable this move was before.

"It's nothing," Immortal Lord Baopu said, remaining calm as he quietly gazed in the Ghost King's direction.

The invisible demonic sounds whistled forth, but a few yards in front of him, they were suddenly blocked by something. There seemed to be a golden light barrier in mid-air. The demonic sounds struck the light barrier, creating ripples, but ultimately vanished without a trace.

Everyone was astonished. They hadn't expected the demonic sounds, which they so feared, to be blocked so easily.

Zhao Hao, more than anyone, was dazzled. In that brief moment, perhaps others, with their lower cultivation, hadn't sensed it, but he could vaguely feel the power of interwoven laws. "Is this the path forward?" he wondered.

The Ghost King had originally thought he could fight this wisp of remnant consciousness from the Immortal Lord. Who knew the opponent would be so powerful? He no longer had any thought of continuing the fight. The black mist directly condensed into two large hands, attempting to push open the tomb door and escape.

At this moment, Immortal Lord Baopu stepped forward. His eyes suddenly seemed to flicker like vanishing stars, and his gaze enveloped the vast black mist and skull heads.

"No!" The Ghost King struggled desperately, emitting horrifying roars. The black mist formed various terrifying spells, bombarding the surroundings. Unfortunately, it was as if he were isolated by some space. No matter how he attacked, he couldn't break through the gaze surrounding him.

Cold sweat streamed down Zhao Hao's back. Just moments ago, the Ghost King had used these very attacks to leave him flustered, forcing him to rely on the Human Emperor Seal and various artifacts just to barely cope. Wait, the Ghost King hadn't even used many of those spells just now. And now, despite putting in his full strength, he seemed unable to resist this wisp of remnant consciousness from the Immortal Lord?

Immortal Lord Baopu closed his eyes. The next second, the vast black mist and skull heads all vanished without a trace.

With just a glance, the strongest expert of this era, the master of the Yin-Yang Realm, was directly suppressed.

Zu An's heart surged with emotion as he watched. He suddenly felt as if he had opened a door to a new world. "So eyes can also be used as swords!" he thought.