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Armed Ghost Hunter
墨書 Inktalez
Chapter 1 Ten Thousand People The brain is a special magnet. It has the ability to accommodate infinite types of magnetic frequencies. The sum of all magnetic frequencies is memory! When the brain's magnetic frequency is distorted and mutated, a special Magnetorheological Fluid is formed. If the special Magnetorheological Fluid possesses a Spirit Bond, it can escape from the corpse and possess 'everything', and is called a 'ghost'. ——"Modern Ghosts Revelation" —————————— In mid-to-late March, early spring, the sun was already shining at 5 a.m., it was moist and fresh, bright and abundant, warm and cold at first. This season, this point in time, is the time when ordinary people are sleeping the deepest. However, in today's era of Spirit, even children must get up early, especially those with spiritual power. King Guang City On the west edge of the city, on the seemingly deserted land, there are many adults and their children practicing. All children between the ages of seven and ten were dancing in the air with weapons. However, those with spiritual power could see that there were more or less phantoms surrounding those children, snarling their teeth and claws at the children. Monsters, even some low-grade Spirit, will only cause some cold and fever when entering the body. Harmless is the best target for children to test. However, there was a special person among these children, a handsome young man of fifteen or sixteen years old with an oval face. There was no one around him for more than ten meters, neither children nor elders. The young man was dressed in black and had a slender and well-proportioned figure, but he was chopping randomly with an Iron Sword in his hand, showing no skills and looking like a madman. Seeing the SpiritualEnergy on the young man's sword decreasing at a rate visible to the naked eye, some adults in the distance couldn't help but express regret. "The generation of Cloud Emperor has completely fallen, which is so sad!"
"Ah, it's been nearly three years since the Demon Clan, the alliance, and the Lian Family conspired against us! If it weren't for the need to protect Cloud Emperor City, the Cloud Emperor wouldn't have fallen to such a state!"
"Hmph! The Demon Clan is despicable for wanting to annihilate our human race, but the alliance is even worse for failing to protect our talented individuals. And the Lian Family is the most contemptible of all, actually plotting against their own talented descendants—it's utterly foolish!"
"Ah, who can say for sure about some things? They must just be jealous of the gifted!"
"I really hope he can rise again and protect all of Huaxia!"
"Don't get your hopes up; let's not forget that he took the Explosive Ascension Pill back then!"
"Ah..."
The voices of those in the distance reached the young man, but he paid them no mind. Though he appeared frantic, he was actually focused intently.
As he saw a phantom being drawn into a frenzy by his actions, the Soul Body twisted and formed a Spirit Bond, advancing to the level of Dingxia Ghost Entity.
The boy's previously unskilled movements suddenly shifted as he turned his sword blade, striking with pinpoint precision at the Spirit's Spirit Bond.
Before the Spirit could even let out a cry, the Soul Body dissipated rapidly. However, the boy reached out and grasped a strand of white light from a swirling mist, quickly drawing it into his mouth.
Then, he forcefully drove away the surrounding Spirit and turned to dash toward the city gate. No one noticed the fleeting look of relief that crossed his face.
He charged directly to the city gate, slowing down only after passing through the city's magnetic shield. His shoulders slightly sank, indicating that he had relaxed somewhat.
Indeed, after three years of effort, although he hadn't managed to restore his spiritual energy, he had preserved his speed and strength until the very end. This was certainly worth a moment of relaxation.
The young boy had not yet passed through the city gate when his hands suddenly tightened around the Iron Sword, his eyes cold and piercing.
In front of him stood two young men, around eighteen or nineteen years old, whose faces bore a slight resemblance to his. They approached with expressions of mockery and smugness.
"Hey there! Back already? Just in time; your family has arranged a bright future for you. You should hurry home!" The younger of the two spoke with evident glee.
However, the boy seemed to hear nothing and walked past them without a word.
"Lian Yun, you see your elder brother and don't even greet him? Have you forgotten the most basic manners?" The older one’s tone was stern and commanding.
Yet, Lian Yun did not change his pace, seemingly ignoring both of them.
The two men were not angered; instead, they exchanged glances filled with derision as they watched his retreating figure.
Meanwhile, Lian Yun's expression darkened to an extreme.
For the past few years, perhaps since he had become more aware of his surroundings, these two had been scheming against him from behind—slandering him, spreading rumors, framing him for various misdeeds. However, they rarely confronted him directly.
Now that they mocked him openly, Lian Yun felt as if they were confident of their victory. Yet at that moment, he was nearly devoid of spiritual power, and this so-called bright future clearly did not bode well for him.
Ultimately, Lian Yun made his way back to his family's district.
Unlike the usual silence that greeted him upon arrival, he noticed that the side gate was already open. Standing by the entrance was a figure in a long robe—the White Elder—arms crossed behind his back.
The old man’s face bore an air of solemnity and authority. His straight posture exuded the presence of someone in power. However, when he saw the boy, a complex mix of guilt, regret, and pity flashed in his eyes.
However, Lian Yun, upon seeing the old man, was initially filled with rage. Yet, that anger quickly subsided, replaced by disdain, contempt, and scorn. Ultimately, all these emotions were suppressed deep within him, leaving him utterly indifferent.
Lian Yun straightened his posture, avoiding eye contact as he walked slowly past the old man, treating him as if he were invisible.
"Still unwilling to give up?"
As Lian Yun brushed past the old man, the elder suddenly spoke, his voice filled with kindness and guilt.
Lian Yun did not turn back; instead, his hands clenched tightly, making a creaking sound as if he were on the brink of losing control. Nevertheless, he chose not to respond to the old man and continued forward.
"It has been three years. No matter how hard you try, your spiritual power has yet to recover. Now it is nearly nonexistent. Why do you still refuse to abandon the path of the Armed Ghost Hunter?"
"I will not give up as long as I live!" The young man's voice was gritted through clenched teeth, emanating a chilling tone that made one imagine his face was likely twisted in a fierce grimace at that moment.
The old man understood the hatred in the young man's heart all too well. However, hearing such a tone from him inevitably filled him with loneliness and an even deeper sense of guilt. His once straight posture seemed to bend slightly, and his aura aged by ten years in an instant.
Yet, as the head of the family and a Monarch of his generation, he quickly straightened his back and said in a deep voice, "Regardless of whether you choose to give up or not, I have already arranged your future."
Upon hearing that commanding tone, the young man's anger surged instantly. He laughed bitterly in response, "Ha! Hahaha! Ahahaha! A future? What right do you have to arrange my future? What face do you have to speak of my future?"
"Even a tiger does not eat its cubs; yet you conspired with both humans and ghosts to harm your own son and daughter-in-law—my parents—causing me to lose all my spiritual power and fall into this state. Ha! Hahaha! A future? This is what you call arranging my future? Are you planning to leave me crippled, mentally unstable, unable to care for myself?"
"Hahaha! The Monarch truly lives up to his title! I never expected you would still have the audacity to mention my future. It’s truly remarkable that you dare utter those words!"
The relationship between them was unspoken; they were indeed grandfather and grandson. Yet from the young man's words, it was clear that deep sorrow resided within him.
“Lian Yun!”
An angry shout erupted from Lianjiang, filled with frustration. At the same time, a heavy aura emanated from Lianjiang, bending or breaking the surrounding plants.
Yet, Lianjiang turned around in fury, facing Lian Yun with disdain in their eyes, unafraid and perhaps even contemptuous.
“What’s wrong? Don’t want to admit what you’ve done? Or do you want to cripple me? Go ahead, after all, you Lianjiang have done such harm to your own kin before.” Lian Yun’s tone dripped with sarcasm and disdain.
Lian Yun, possessing the rare talent of the Yin-Yang Stage since childhood, had not inherited the remarkable abilities of their parents, Yan Wang and City King, resulting in a rather mediocre spiritual cultivation talent.
However, through sheer diligence and perseverance, even without exceptional talent, Lian Yun managed to rise among the most elite in all of Huaxia.
Effort itself is a form of talent, and combined with their unique endowment, three years ago, Lian Yun was hailed as the greatest genius in history.
Thus, by the age of ten, Lian Yun was already revered by the world as the Cloud Emperor, a testament to their immense fame at that time.
However, jealousy towards exceptional talent ran deep. The Demon Realm, despite its power, feared Lian Yun’s determination and abilities. The alliance seemed unwilling to tolerate the existence of someone who could potentially escape their control or even turn against them.
Consequently, the Demon Realm and the Human Alliance united to conspire against the ‘peerless genius’ of the Lian Family.
For reasons unknown at the time, neither the Demon Realm nor the Human Alliance directly attempted to assassinate Lian Yun. Instead, they orchestrated a disaster meant to claim their life in an ‘accident.’
But how could one conspire with demons and expect a good outcome?
The disaster was instigated by the Demon Clan. If humanity could withstand it, then Lian Yun would undoubtedly perish. If Lian Yun managed to escape, then an entire city of thousands would face annihilation.
It was a conspiracy that, regardless of the outcome, was a guaranteed profit for the Demon Clan, while the Human Alliance foolishly aligned themselves with it.
Had it not been for a young girl who leaked the truth at that time, Lian Yun might still be unaware of the reality, and his parents would have died without understanding why.
Even after learning the truth, even though Lian Yun's parents, Yan Wang and the City King, were filled with sorrow and despair, they still did not allow their child Lian Yun to leave. After all, there were millions of lives at stake in the city!
At that time, Lian Yun was only thirteen years old. Despite his exceptional diligence, his cultivation level was merely Upper Tier King C. Faced with the strongest adversary, a Second-Rank Monarch, Lian Yun consumed an Explosive Ascension Pill to elevate his realm to Upper King. Only then did he activate the Yin-Yang Stage and surge to Second-Rank Monarch, gaining the strength to confront that Demon Emperor.
However, the gap in power between a naturally evolved Demon Emperor and a fabricated Monarch was immense. If not for Lian Yun's parents, Yan Wang and the City King, also taking Explosive Ascension Pills to reach the Emperor Realm and providing significant assistance—ultimately sacrificing their lives to severely injure the Demon Emperor—Lian Yun would have likely been unable to drive away that Demon Emperor.
Yet even though they achieved victory, Lian Yun almost lost everything.
For anyone involved in such an outcome, it would be unbearable. Losing all abilities was one thing; after all, he was still alive. However, losing both parents was far greater—a tragedy compounded by betrayal from those closest to him.
Even if he felt that Lianjiang had no choice but to act as he did, even if he had already led his family away from the alliance to this remote corner of the city, how could Lian Yun ever forgive him?
(End of Chapter)
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