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"Is this the Ghost Temple?"

No one would have thought that the Confucian Temple, once a symbol of scholars and literary men, would one day be transformed into the so-called Ghost Temple.

And now, the scale of the interior was astonishing to individuals like Wei Gongyu and others.

The original scale of the Confucian Temple was not small, for the Imperial Court had intended to make it a haven for scholars traveling to take their exams. From the outset, the construction was grand, often housing over a thousand scholars. But the scale inside now was definitely much more!

Wei Gongyu looked around; the entrance remained as it had been when it was the Confucian Temple, yet stepping inside was like entering another world.

The space within the Ghost Temple was so vast that he would believe someone if they said it measured half the size of the Imperial City.

Within this immense space, he could distinctly feel numerous terrifying gazes scrutinizing them!

This caused those of the Wei Family, who had been arrogant before, to lower their heads one by one, as cold sweat instantly drenched their backs.

The Family Head of the Weichi Clan had told everyone that these possessing Ghost Generals were not kind spirits; to cooperate with them was to dance with tigers, and at the time they hadn’t taken it seriously.

Now, experiencing it firsthand, there even came a moment when they thought perhaps the old Duke’s words were not wrong, even feeling an impulse to immediately flee.

However, their greed ultimately overcame their fear, and with pale faces, they awaited the arrival of the ritual.

"Stay calm and focused, and do not raise your heads!

" the voice of the Priest leading the ritual was even more piercing than that of an eunuch and carried an inexplicable solemnity, "This is a critical moment.

The powerful beings on the Path of Yin and Yang will select you.

You are very fortunate, for the beings who have come this time are of a level beyond your imagination.

If you are chosen, it will be an opportunity for you, like the carp leaping through the Dragon Gate! "

With these words, the fearful aristocratic families were instantly heartened.

They had heard about this ritual, and aside from the top-tier Duke’s Legitimate Lineage and the families of the Marquis, most clans didn’t have the privilege to choose the Ghost Generals; they were the ones being chosen.

The quality of the parasitic Ghost General they received depended entirely on luck.

And, it was said that the quality of the Ghost General was crucial to an individual’s growth!

In the past year, they had heard many tales of illegitimate scions from vassal families who had turned their fortunes around by being favored by exceptional Ghost Generals.

The highest of these had even become Vanguard Generals, able to sit as equals with many of the Dukes.

To think that just a year ago, he was an obscure figure leading horses for the legitimate heirs of the primary family.

Seeing that their fate was at a turning point, everyone held their breath and silently prayed!

"Lord Mu Ye?"

Suddenly, the Priest stopped his actions and looked towards an exceptionally frail Yin Spirit slowly approaching, his eyes widening in surprise.

Compared to the towering and formidable Ghost Generals around, this frail figure was as dry as a skeleton. Yet its status was evidently prestigious, as even the mightiest Ghost Spirits knelt in its presence.

And that skeletal figure made its way to the group of aristocratic descendants kneeling for the ritual.

"Are these the ones?" the Yin Spirit known as Mu Ye spoke in a weak voice, the faint fire in his eyes flickering erratically, exuding an indescribable eeriness.

"Uh... yes, my lord," the Priest promptly responded. "The Ghost Temple was opened ahead of schedule because a new batch of aristocratic descendants arrived unexpectedly; the number was significant, so the higher-ups decided to open it immediately."

In fact, even without the incident at the Weichi Clan, the Ghost Temple would have opened once in January, as many families had booked a large number of slots and prepared many bloodline descendants.

"I see..." Mu Ye nodded and then looked at the people, "I will select one from here."

"My lord... You?" The Black-Robed Priest was immediately startled, and along with the many Ghost Generals kneeling, they all looked at him in disbelief, their faces filled with incredulity.

That’s because everyone knew the identity of the person before them, and they also knew that such a being... should not casually choose a physical body to descend.

The White Bone King Mu Ye, one of the top Ghost Spirits subdued by King Gui Xiang on the Path of Yin and Yang.

In the western northwest part of the Path, there was once a White Bone Forest spanning eighty thousand miles, all of which were the territory of Lord Mu Ye.

It was said that a Ghost King Level monster was about to be born there and it became a legend.

Yet, King Xiang had somehow ventured alone into this legend and subdued the White Bone King.

King Xiang’s four great generals, and Mu Ye as the White Bone King, is the foremost among them!

Such a being, according to norms, should have selected a human body of the proud children of heaven’s caliber after the resurgence of spiritual energy, and then refined it through various secret techniques before becoming worthy of this monarch’s descent.

I didn’t expect them to suddenly be so casual about it.

"I haven’t moved like this in many years..." Mu Ye grinned and said, "The serpent spirits of the Celestial Serpent Palace have nourished me well; I can hardly wait..."

"If that’s the case... then I’ll immediately notify the noble families to carefully select a top direct descendant for you..."

"There’s no need for that trouble..." Mu Ye grinned and interjected: "What difference does a noble family’s direct descendant make? As an old man, I don’t need to waste such resources.

Does it matter if the body’s foundation is a bit stronger or weaker?

Under my control, could it really make a difference? "

"This... as you say..." The priest chuckled awkwardly and dared not say more.

For ghost spirits of this level, though the body is indeed important, it’s not critically so; with their abilities, they have a thousand ways to rapidly strengthen a body.

But still, isn’t that troublesome? A good body would lessen the trouble, and isn’t that what these subordinates are supposed to manage?

"Lift up your heads, let me have a look..." Mu Ye did not pay further attention to the priest but turned his gaze to all the people below.

At this moment, all the progeny of the noble families trembled with excitement. They realized that this ghost spirit was a significant figure, possibly of the legendary kind, unquestionably more noble and powerful than any ghost spirit that had possessed a member of their families before.

Being chosen by such an important person would be like receiving a transformative boon from heaven!

With such a chance to alter their fate right before their eyes, who could not be excited?

A crowd of people, despite being suppressed by the aura, all strenuously lifted their heads and looked towards Mu Ye, almost in unison, saying, "We greet our senior!"

"Oh, such vitality..." Mu Ye chuckled, "Humans, oh humans, even though so weak, possess ambition that even the gods fear.

He even speculated that all the demons and monsters who thirst for blood and consume human flesh are afraid because deep down they do not wish for the human race to rise.

Such a rise would indeed be too terrifying. "

According to the original plan, they were still supposed to wait another seven days, but after all, the longer the night, the more dreams may come.

Now that the Ghost Temple opened by mistake ahead of schedule, it was possible to arrange things in advance, speed up the completion of that great one’s arrangements, and secure the situation sooner!

Mu Ye scrutinized everyone, slowly strolling by; he could distinctly feel the excitement of those he passed, but each time he passed by, he could also sense their immense disappointment and resentment.

Humans are indeed richer in emotion than any demon or monster.

As a being born from the resentful spirits of the human race, such as the spirits of the White Bone, he was extremely sensitive to human emotions.

And so... he stopped next to a very inconspicuous boy in grey.

He didn’t stop instantly, but rather, after walking past, he turned back and approached again.

Because he could feel that this one was different; where others were tense and excited as he passed and then disappointed and resentful after, this one was not. After he passed by, this fellow actually breathed a sigh of relief?

"What is your name?"

The man’s face twitched upon hearing this, and a hint of an incredulous smile flashed in his eyes, giving the impression of: How could I even be noticed at all?

As Mu Ye’s voice filled the air, everyone else looked over in resentment.

The man’s scalp tingled, but he still mustered up the courage to say, "Reporting to the senior, I am... Wei Gongxing..."