CHAPTER 149: CHAPTER 148 PICKING UP TRASH

Li Hao was instantly scared out of his wits, his body involuntarily beginning to tremble.

This was because he could clearly hear that the words were not coming from the microphone, but rather as if someone was speaking directly into his ear.

If swinging a sword to kill the phantom giant ghost could still be considered within the realm of myths, then tracing through the camera’s intervals with words that crossed the boundaries of space was beyond Li Hao’s understanding.

The bloody smell lingering at the tip of his nose grew increasingly intense, and the heavy sense of threat seemed to be constantly escalating, causing Li Hao’s knees to buckle and he knelt directly onto the ground.

The commotion from Li Hao immediately drew the attention of others, as someone rushed forward to help him up, but Li Hao stopped them with a raised hand.

"Don’t move! Don’t make a sound!"

Li Hao signaled to everyone on the scene, then composed his emotions, and humbly looked towards the man in dark robes on the monitor.

"We rashly offended you, sir, please forgive us!"

Meanwhile, in his domain, Lu Yan, disguised as the Blood God, held the camera with profound eyes.

Indeed! The one who appeared before Li Hao’s mechanical dog, the one who swung the sword to kill the giant ghost of the illusion realm, was none other than Lu Yan himself.

The decision to disguise instead of letting the Blood God personally intervene was because the Blood God was working overtime in the manor on Phoenix Mountain, busy with modifying the Yin Soldiers, and had no spare time.

The true Giant Spirit God had other uses later and couldn’t be exposed prematurely, so Lu Yan had to use illusion techniques to disguise himself as the Blood God and reveal himself to people.

With a casual wave of his right hand, the jade sword that had pierced through the giant ghost transformed into a stream of light, finally shrinking to the size of a jade hairpin, hidden in Lu Yan’s hand.

Thereafter, the phantom giant ghost, originally constituted by illusion techniques and Ghost Qi, began to dissipate like smoke, merging its vast body into the surrounding mist.

Such casually handled mystical abilities further made Li Hao’s heart shudder, his humble expression deepening.

Lu Yan continued to gaze at the camera, his sight seemed to trace through, using the camera as a medium, reaching Li Hao’s presence.

In reality, Lu Yan’s seemingly dark and mysterious gaze was entirely because he had long attached his sight to the Giant Spirit God, seeing the camp’s scene through the Giant Spirit God’s eyes.

A sudden smile appeared on Lu Yan’s lips, lending the Blood God’s bewitching appearance an amused look.

"First sealing off the Beimang Forbidden Land, then using these small gadgets to rashly explore it, humans nowadays are indeed bolder than they were a thousand years ago.

It’s truly been a long time since I’ve seen such interesting humans."

Lu Yan’s casual speech revealed information that made Li Hao’s body tremble, as various thoughts about Spiritual Energy Revival and the mythic era swirled through his mind, he promptly grinned apologetically:

"There’s been no appearance of ghosts or gods in the outside world for a millennium, thus we are entirely ignorant about matters concerning the Beimang Forbidden Land.

Desire led our hearts astray, inadvertently offending you, sir. Truly, it is our fault."

"I wish to offer my apologies to you, sir, if you have any demands, please feel free to state them, I will do my utmost to fulfill them!"

Despite being the revered chairperson of the City Council of Luocheng, Li Hao’s attitude was very formal in front of Lu Yan, immediately offering apologies and seeking forgiveness.

In reality, Li Hao was well aware that the phantom giant ghost which could create illusion realms could easily deceive him through the camera, almost enticing him into the Beimang Forbidden Land.

Even that giant ghost could kill from afar through a camera, let alone this profound figure in front of him.

His fate rested entirely in the other’s hands, leaving Li Hao no choice but to be humble.

But in the camp, those around were oblivious to the underlying reason; they could only see Li Hao respectfully kneeling, pleading into the remote connected to the mechanical dog camera, almost ready to kowtow.

This instantly shattered the filter of respect many had for Li Hao as the Luocheng council chairperson, their eyes filled with minute traces of skepticism and disdain.

Yet Li Hao remained completely indifferent to this, pouring all his attention onto Lu Yan.

"An apology?"

"Hahahahahaha!"

Lu Yan seemed to hear an enormous joke, his face broke into manic laughter, with mist atop the mountain rolling with the sound of his laughter.

In the camp, a mini earthquake erupted sweeping through all of Beimang Mountain.

Several setups swayed, catching many off guard, causing them to fall directly to the ground. But Li Hao was already kneeling and thus did not suffer much impact.

Lu Yan’s laughter gradually ceased, and with it, the earthquake subsided.

Yet Li Hao’s eyes revealed an increasingly profound sense of shock, for when Lu Yan laughed, the mist of the Beimang Forbidden Land shook, causing the earth to tremble, and when the laughter stopped, everything returned to normal, even a fool could deduce a connection between the two.

"Such a wide-scale disturbance just from laughter, who is this person exactly? And what is the Beimang Forbidden Land he speaks of?"

Just as Li Hao pondered, Lu Yan had collected his laughter, slowly shaking his head in a commendatory manner:

"A mere mortal dares to claim to offer apologies to a ghostly god, it’s truly been ages since I’ve heard such a funny joke."

"As a reward, I will not punish your offense."

"Now, you may retrieve your mechanical toys, take your junk and get out!"

Feeling a sudden relief, Li Hao soon showed a puzzled expression.

It was easy enough to understand retrieving mechanical toys, meaning to pull back all the mechanical dogs exploring this area, but the term junk left Li Hao somewhat confused.

"Excuse me sir, what do you mean by junk?"

Lu Yan glanced at the surrounding mist, his right hand summoned magical power, and a Red Blood Treasure Ginseng rose from the ground hundreds of meters away, soaring swiftly like a Flying Sword towards several kilometers away.

Just then, an observer in the temporary camp suddenly shouted loudly:

"Radar detected something rapidly approaching!"

"Two kilometers! One kilometer! It’s too fast, impossible to confirm what it is!"

In the next moment, the surrounding mist was torn open, and everyone saw the object’s true form.

It was a blood-red ginseng, presently like a sharp sword heading straight towards Li Hao.

With such speed, even an eraser could easily pierce through Li Hao’s skull, let alone a ginseng nearly half a forearm in length.

But just as the Red Blood Treasure Ginseng was about to pierce Li Hao’s head, the ginseng suddenly halted, defying all laws of physics.

Li Hao was stunned by the scene before him, then a refreshing strange fragrance began to emanate from the Red Blood Treasure Ginseng, just a breath made Li Hao instantly feel revitalized.

Instinctively, he grasped the Red Blood Treasure Ginseng with both hands, its muddied surface gleaming with blood-red brilliance like gemstones; merely brief contact allowed its Spiritual Qi to quietly infiltrate Li Hao’s flesh, rekindling his life force which had shown signs of depletion.

"This must be a Spiritual Object infused with Spiritual Qi, its value far surpasses that of a Spiritual Peach!"

Just as joy surged in Li Hao’s heart, he suddenly recalled that this Red Blood Treasure Ginseng was casually tossed out by Lu Yan.

Connecting it with Lu Yan’s words, Li Hao suddenly realized something.

"By junk, does he mean the Spiritual Objects I’ve been searching for?"