Chapter 2708 The Mad City Lord's Love-Hate Relationship 30

Time passed quickly in the ghost town, and twelve days had gone by in the blink of an eye.

In the mortal realm, a new awakening is about to begin.

Perhaps because of the trials of several illusions, even the usually composed Zang Huai'an showed a hint of reluctance between his brows this time.

Just yesterday afternoon, he promised his junior brother that he would teach him a set of advanced spells that he hadn't been able to learn back then when he had time.

Even though she knew her junior brother was already a ghost, warmth and regret still tugged at her heartstrings.

However, the distinction between Yin and Yang is clear and cannot be easily reversed by human power.

Forcibly retaining a yang soul in the ghost realm will only lead to damage to the soul, or even its dissipation.

To Jin Chen's slight surprise, Yin Chaosheng appeared unusually calm this time, without revealing the violent killing intent he usually displayed. He simply stood quietly to the side and watched him.

It was as if all the intense emotions, all the obsession and madness, were completely released on the night they left that palace altar and embraced tightly in that dark cocoon.

The night in the ghost town was as dark as ink. Yin Chaosheng stood by the window of his bedchamber, looking at the eternally pale moonlight outside.

As midnight approached and the power of the formation began to guide the Yang soul back to its place, he watched as Jin Chen's soul gradually became transparent and returned to its human body.

The hall fell silent once more.

Yin Chaosheng stood alone in the same spot, remaining there for a long time.

Then, he slowly walked to the bedside, lay down, and buried himself deeply in the quilt that still retained Jin Chen's body temperature and scent. The comforting and captivating scent lingered around his nose, and the unresolved and struggling thought in his heart finally became incredibly firm at this moment.

In the mortal realm, at the Imperial Merchant Inn.

Suddenly awakened from a deep sleep, the heavy feeling of consciousness returning to the body made them all frown uncomfortably.

Fu Lingjing had barely opened his eyes when he suddenly spat out a mouthful of dark red blood.

The torment of twelve days in the Ghost City, especially the crushing defeat and severe injuries in the Nightmare Altar, caused his physical body to suffer a strong backlash.

Fu Lingjing rolled out of bed, his face ashen, but his eyes burned with humiliation and anger. He stumbled toward the room where the Grand Preceptor was.

He's going to report it!

Exposing the shameful affair between Jin Chen and Yin Chaosheng, the lord of Ghost City! There are also other unspeakable collusion involved!

However, when he rushed to the Imperial Preceptor, opened his mouth, and eagerly wanted to utter the accusations that were weighing on his mind, he was horrified to find that he could not utter a single word about the "relationship between Jin Chen and Yin Chaosheng".

“Jin Chen, he… he and…” Fu Lingjing’s face turned red and veins bulged, but it was as if his throat was being choked, and he couldn’t spit it out no matter what.

The Imperial Advisor's disciple frowned at his expression and asked impatiently, "Young Master Fu, what exactly are you trying to say?"

"I'll talk... I'll talk..." Fu Lingjing tried in vain, sweating profusely, but the words that came out of his mouth turned into meaningless gasps.

He turned his head abruptly, looking in horror at Jin Chen, who was slowly and methodically adjusting his robes.

Jin Chen felt his gaze and calmly looked back. There was no emotion in his amber eyes, but it made Fu Lingjing feel as if he had fallen into an ice cave.

Fu Lingjing broke out in a cold sweat, frantically screaming in his mind: "Immortal! Immortal! What's going on? What did Jin Chen do? Why can't I speak? How can he be so powerful? Even you can't handle him?!"

In his mind, the immortal's voice paused for a moment, then said, "Shut up! Fool! Go and provoke him, make him suffer more; that's better than anything else!"

Fu Lingjing: "..."

He was about to vomit blood! What kind of rubbish guidance was this?!

The Imperial Advisor was also in a very bad mood at this moment.

She deliberately arranged for another team to enter the Ghost City with Jin Chen and his group of four, intending to create competition, dampen Jin Chen's arrogance, and make him realize that there are always people better than him.

Unexpectedly, not only did they fail to suppress Jin Chen, but they also caused Hei Yi to defect, leaving Fu Lingjing and the other two in a sorry state.

Now, wanting Jin Chen to truthfully report the many secrets he had discovered in the Ghost City, Jin Chen leaned back lazily in his chair, sipping hot tea, and tapped his fingertips on the table as he outlined his conditions.

"In exchange for your secrets."

The Imperial Advisor's face turned ashen.

She held a high position and wielded power; she had never been threatened like this by a mere junior in the martial arts world.

To ask her to exchange royal and imperial secrets for intelligence is an utter disgrace!

For a while, the two sides were in a stalemate.

Jin Chen rested quietly in the inn for three days, meditating and regulating his breathing. Occasionally, he would think of Yin Chaosheng, wondering how and when the unpredictable Ghost King would appear in the mortal world to find him.

Given Yin Chaosheng's personality, he certainly wouldn't sit idly by and wait for the ghost town to open again.

However, even Jin Chen did not expect that the first person to come to her door was not Yin Chaosheng, but an imperial decree from the deep palace.

On the afternoon of the third day, the sound of orderly footsteps and high-pitched chanting could be heard outside the inn.

A middle-aged eunuch with a fair complexion and no beard, dressed in the robes of an imperial attendant, walked straight into the inn, carrying a bright yellow silk cloth, surrounded by imperial guards, and looked directly at Jin Chen.

"His Majesty has decreed! Summon Jin Chen, a disciple of the Divination Sect, to the palace for an audience immediately!"

Everyone in the inn was taken aback.

The Imperial Advisor also frowned slightly. Why did His Majesty suddenly want to see Jin Chen?

The eunuch paused, a strange expression on his face, and continued, "Princess Chiyin has been ill for five years, but recently she has recovered and awakened. Her Highness has heard of the name of Young Hero Jinchen and requests His Majesty's permission to summon him to the palace... for a chat."

After the imperial decree was read, the inn fell silent.

All eyes were on Jin Chen, filled with surprise, doubt, and... an indescribable subtlety.

Does the city lord know that Jin Chen will be favored by the princess?

So exciting.

Jin Chen took the heavy roll of silk, stroking it with his fingertips, and raised an eyebrow.

Princess Chiyin awoke after being in a coma for five years and specifically requested that he enter the palace to accompany her.

Weird.