Fantasy: I'll do the hacking, and you'll suffer the side effects!

127: The Young Master of the Ghostly Holy Prison——Lu Wenyuan! A Shocking Conspiracy to Seize the Body!The cruelty of his methods was appalling!

Wu De couldn’t imagine that such a heinous person existed in the world.

Given Lu Wenjuan’s age of only twenty at the time, to possess such cunning and schemes, what would he become in the future?

The entire Heavenly Yang Que would likely become his Possession.

The Ghost Nether Sacred Prison, being part of the Great Sage Biancheng’s lineage, might actually be capable of such things.

They were all cut from the same cloth, equally vile in nature.

At this thought, Wu De’s skin crawled, and he whispered, ”Damn it, what does this freak want by cornering us here?”

”It’s definitely not as simple as small talk. He’s already revealed everything, so next might be to silence us,” the God-Slaying Stone speculated.

”No, he plans to refine all of us into vengeful spirits,” Chu Jiangnian discerned the opponent’s intention.

”What? This Daoist absolutely doesn’t want to become a ghost!” Wu De jumped in fright.

”Be careful. Since he dared to come after personally witnessing Qin Supreme suppress the ancient pure-blooded creatures, he must have a powerful trump card,” Chu Jiangnian said in a deep voice.

At this moment, Qin Han conjured the zhenmo bell, which enlarged to several feet high in mid-air, then slammed down onto the ground, kicking up a cloud of dust.

He then leaped onto the bell’s top, just as he had when suppressing the ten Prodigies of Butian Pavilion.

”You were able to successfully possess him, so it should have been on the third day after entering Ghost Nether City, right?” Qin Han asked.

”How do you know?” Wang Hai Zhou subconsciously blurted out in confusion.

But as soon as the words left his mouth, he realized he had spoken too much and slapped himself twice hard.

Lu Wenjuan didn’t even glance at him, unconcerned by it, only gazing at Qin Han on the bell’s top. ”That’s right, it was at that time.”

”With Yin Qi and ghost Qi entering his body simultaneously, at ’Lu Wenjuan’s’ strength at the time, he definitely wouldn’t have been able to resist and would have turned into an ice sculpture. His end should have been death and the dissipation of his Dao,” Qin Han said.

He had transferred all the side effects to Lu Wenjuan. Even a Faxiang Realm Prodigy would have suffered for several hours.

Let alone a mere Tongqiao Realm Martial Artist?

But at the time, the System hadn’t reported any life-threatening warnings for a long time, which also greatly puzzled Qin Han.

Combining all the factors, he realized that the true Child of Luck was not Lu Wenjuan of the Yuhua Sect.

But the Young Lord of Ghost Nether Sacred Prison—also named Lu Wenjuan.

In other words, Qin Han’s actions had unknowingly killed the true owner, allowing a wicked individual to seize the Opportunity.

Thinking of this, he couldn’t help but smile wryly.

”No wonder the original Lu Wenjuan’s Opportunities were far inferior to Ye Chen’s. It turns out he wasn’t the true Child of Luck.”

Ye Chen found treasures wherever he went and always escaped danger in strange ways.

He even obtained the complete Human Emperor Legacy—this was an immense Opportunity!

Lu Wenjuan, on the other hand, seemed incredibly miserable. He finally found a Human Emperor Tomb, only for Qin Han to beat him to it, and he woke up to find himself taken to the wilderness.

Recalling the time on the Ascension Platform, Qin Han’s heart stirred, and he said, ”Before the Ancient Green City gate opened, four beings received recognition from the Ascension Platform.”

”The first was Situ Wuming, the third was the Golden Winged Great Peng, and the fourth was a monk.”

”The second person was never mentioned. If I’m not mistaken, that person should be you, right?”

”Indeed, it was me.” Lu Wenjuan nodded frankly.

Then he said with admiration, ”I didn’t expect the Young Supreme to not only have world-shaking talent but also such a brilliant mind.”

”Come on, join the Ghost Nether Sacred Prison, and this temple will make you famous throughout the world!”

Wang Hai Zhou then jumped out and said, ”Join us, and Young Master Lu will appoint you as the second great general.”

Wu De immediately became curious upon hearing this: ”Then who’s the first great general? It’s not you, is it?”

”Of course! I was Young Master Lu’s first follower, and I’m loyal to him. Who else could it be besides me?” Wang Hai Zhou said, puffing out his chest.

”Hahaha...” Wu De couldn’t hold back and started laughing so hard that tears came out.

”What are you laughing at?” Wang Hai Zhou’s expression turned cold.

”Oh, my! A Young Lord of a dignified seventh-grade force actually appointing a good-for-nothing like you as the first great general, that’s just hilarious.” Wu De wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, still not having recovered.

”Presumptuous! How dare you question Young Master Lu’s decision? Do you believe I won’t refine you into a ghost slave first?” Wang Hai Zhou’s status and position today were far superior to before, how could he still endure others’ disdain and contempt?

However, Lu Wenjuan frowned and reprimanded, ”You are the presumptuous one! When did this temple ever bestow you the title of first great general?”

”Brother Qin is a rare triple Extreme Boundary Prodigy from the ancient times, and in the future, he might even reach the Four Extremes Realm or even the Five Extremes Realm. How could this temple possibly let such a person be ranked after others?”

”If you speak nonsense again, this temple will immediately cut out your tongue.”

This reprimand immediately changed Wang Hai Zhou’s expression. His face instantly turned pale, and he said in fear, ”Yes, I understand.”

”Tsk tsk, how pitiful. You’ve been following him for so long, even if you haven’t contributed much, you’ve at least put in the effort, yet you’re treated like this,” Wu De said, shaking his head regretfully.

Wang Hai Zhou looked at Qin Han with venom. His current predicament was all thanks to the person in front of him.

He now hoped that Qin Han would not accept Lu Wenjuan’s invitation.

Otherwise, how could he consolidate his hard-won position?

And how could he witness Qin Han being suppressed by Lu Wenjuan?

Facing such ’temptation,’ Qin Han said indifferently, ”You two have played your little act perfectly. What more can I say?”

”So, Brother Qin agrees?” A hint of joy appeared in Lu Wenjuan’s eyes.

If Qin Han joined, the Ghost Nether Sacred Prison would surely restore the supreme glory of Great Sage Biancheng in the future.

Perhaps he could even become the first person to claim emperorship in this era.

With all the Luck bestowed upon him, he couldn’t imagine how he could lose.

Thinking of this, Lu Wenjuan’s heart surged with excitement. He was already impatient to imprint a servant mark on Qin Han.

”You seem to have misunderstood something. If I were willing to be a slave, why wouldn’t I directly let the Five Elements Fruit Tree, that Divine Spirit, parasitize me?”

”And instead turn to you, a Martial Artist at the half-step Divine Palace Realm?” Qin Han asked.

”Are you playing with me?” Lu Wenjuan’s face instantly darkened.

”No, you overestimate yourself. Neither your former self nor your current self has gotten rid of that bad habit of wanting to take people as servants,” Qin Han said.

”So you insist on being my enemy?” Ghost Qi surged around Lu Wenjuan, and his Aura climbed sharply.

”You’re mistaken again. I never intended to be an enemy to anyone; it’s just that they all want to kill me. I’m merely defending myself.”

Killing intent gradually condensed on Lu Wenjuan’s pale face. ”Don’t forget, inside the Human Emperor Tomb, you snatched my Opportunity.”

”Although my original body was unconscious and unaware, this temple saw everything clearly.”

”So?” Qin Han raised an eyebrow.

”Either you spit out the immortal god spring and the pixiu treasure mirror and kneel to apologize.”

”Or, this temple will personally take action and refine you into a ghost slave!”