Rebuilding the Immortal Cultivator Clan Chapter 1843 - 1390: The Reason (2)

A faint, almost imperceptible shake of the head came from Jiang Fengwu. While their promises were pleasant to the ear, whether they would truly commit their efforts was uncertain. Choosing not to waste breath on an argument, she spoke simply:

"Members of the Ghost Clan are lurking within the secluded human settlements and villages nearby, preying upon the mortals. Your task is to eliminate these Ghost Clan entities."

Noticing a flicker of apprehension on the face of a cultivator who appeared to be the Sect Leader, she offered a word of reassurance to ease his mind, "Relax, these Ghost Clan members possess only Qi Cultivation and Foundation Establishment levels of power. They will be no match for you."

"We shall obey the senior’s commands!" The Sect Leader replied, his heart finally settling back into his chest.

"Take this as your compensation."

As Jiang Fengwu spoke, several beams of Spirit Light shot from her fingers. Along with them came a Jade Slip containing an Individual Immortal Realm Cultivation Technique and various Spiritual Objects from the Mortal Realm that she no longer required.

While these items were trivial to her, they were peerless treasures to a minor power whose strongest member had not even surpassed the Mahayana level!

The Cultivation Technique was particularly valuable; it held the potential to elevate the entire Sect’s status, allowing them to finally enter the ranks of Individual Immortals.

"Our deepest thanks for the senior's generosity!" Overwhelmed with excitement, the Sect Leader bowed deeply to show his appreciation.

However, by the time he straightened his back, Jiang Fengwu had already vanished.

He wasted no time in summoning his disciples to depart for the surrounding towns and villages to hunt the Ghost Clan. There was no thought of laziness, for who could say if the senior was watching them from the shadows?

In truth, Jiang Fengwu had already departed.

Over the following days, she remained quietly in the small town, waiting with patience for the arrival of the Ghost Clan member tasked with gathering negative emotions.

At last, during the biting chill of the year’s end—the moment when Yang Qi is at its lowest ebb—the Ghost Clan member showed himself.

"I don't know which idiot leaked our location, causing the nearby Qingyuan Sect to wipe out our people. Luckily, they didn't find the negative emotions, though the harvest is smaller than in years past."

The Ghost Clan member was oblivious to the fact that he was speaking to Jiang Fengwu, who was disguised as one of his own. He complained openly, "Still, you were clever enough to get away safely, but why is the collection of negative emotions so meager?"

"I went into hiding during that period. I didn't dare provoke any incidents in the city, so the yield is naturally lower than before."

"That is logical, though I doubt you will see much of a reward this year."

As he spoke, the Ghost Clan member produced a jar-like Magic Artifact and drew in the negative emotions stored within a Jade Bottle. "I have other locations to visit, so I shall take my leave."

"Very well, stay cautious so the cultivators do not find you."

"Do not fret, I am careful. Besides, I carry a unique Jade Token crafted by the Ghost King; typical cultivators cannot sense my presence at all."

With a casual wave, he stowed the jar-like Magic Artifact, and his form rapidly blurred until he vanished entirely.

A sharp light gleamed in Jiang Fengwu’s eyes. Tracking the Secret Technique she had stealthily attached to him, she began her pursuit.

Keeping a discreet distance, she followed him through every village and city within a thousand miles that lacked a cultivator's protection.

Each time he moved on, Jiang Fengwu struck immediately, purging the local Ghost Clan members and restoring peace to the mortal inhabitants.

He remained entirely unaware of her presence, focused solely on his duty of gathering negative emotions.

Ten days passed in this manner until he finally finished his rounds and began flying toward a specific destination.

Sensing this shift, Jiang Fengwu grew more alert. She cast a Concealing Array