On the 10,024th night, Xuan Ye visited Cai Chen's garden

  It's already the third watch of the night, do you guys still have tickets?

  It's not recommended, what a waste!!!!!!!!!

  Go ahead and collect it with a click of your hand!!!!!!!!!

  However, Huang Tianxuan didn't notice this at all, because he had run to over a dozen hospitals that night, caught nearly two hundred ghosts, and even erased their consciousness, which made him so exhausted that his spiritual energy was almost depleted.

  After returning to the room, he hastily took a hot bath and fell asleep on the bed. Of course, his spirit did not rest, but returned to the sea of consciousness to refine the spiritual energy of those ghosts.

  Now that he has become a great magician, whether it's capturing ghost spirits or refining them, the speed is very fast. For an ordinary ghost spirit, he can erase its consciousness in the blink of an eye and turn it into a small cluster of pure spiritual energy, and then it only takes more than ten minutes to refine it completely.

  It turns out that in order to advance to the next level again, he needs to absorb at least a few thousand more such ghost spirits. However, he also has to hand over some of these ghost spirits to He Wan'er for her to absorb and refine.

  Of course, her speed is very slow, and it may take half a day to refine one. Fortunately, she has been constantly refining the soul energy in the Dark Source Pearl, which makes up for her slow speed.

  Moreover, Huang Tianxuan discovered last night that when his spiritual power was consumed a lot, he could directly use these soul energies to replenish his spiritual power, making it recover quickly. So he still wanted to store some and reserve them for future needs.

  It wasn't until the afternoon that Huang Tianxuan finally regained his composure and walked out of the hotel again. However, what struck him as strange was that those waitress sisters were pointing at him behind his back, he had no idea what they were saying.

  Let him think he's so handsome that he can't be saved, and make these girls infatuated with him. But if he hears what these girls are saying, it might just kill him.

  Because a sister said: "I dare bet, he must be a cowboy."

  Another one said: "No way, he's definitely some rich woman's gigolo."

  "He looks like a rich family's young master, specially come out to indulge in pleasures. Look at his body, so weak that even the wind can blow him down. He must have been drained by wine and women."

  I didn't expect that my image would become so bad without realizing it. Huang Tianxuan spent an afternoon browsing through many scenic spots in Suzhou, feasting his eyes and making him feel that if he could settle down in this city, it wouldn't be bad either.

  That night, he didn't return to the hotel, and those sisters found a basis again, talking loudly about him, making Huang Tianxuan sneeze from time to time. Following the indication on the map, he quietly came to Cai Cheng Garden and walked in directly from the unlocked gate.

  As soon as he approached the Cai Chen Garden, Huang Tianxuan felt a strong and dark aura emanating from within. His heart became increasingly certain that there was something unclean inside, namely ghosts. Moreover, he could confirm that this was not an ordinary ghost, at least a hundred-year-old ghost or a large group of ghosts, which made his heart feel heavy.

  He thought for a moment, then released He Wan'er and summoned the Dark Source Pearl. As soon as Wan'er came out, she felt the thick yin energy inside and couldn't help but want to sit down and practice, because her current strength was still relatively low. However, Tian Xuan didn't let her practice, but instead had her accompany him to meet the other ghosts inside.

  It didn't occur to her that Xiao Yatou wasn't afraid at all, because she was a ghost herself and had never seen another ghost before. Of course, more importantly, with Huang Tianhua by her side, what did she have to be afraid of?

  Huang Tianxuan wore a windbreaker, with a wide-brimmed hat on his head, leaving behind a long shadow. Beside him, the figure of Wanyi appeared and disappeared, while on top of his head, a black bead was rapidly rotating, absorbing the surrounding dark energy and yin qi as it spun.

  At this time, don't mention other places in the garden. If someone saw him like that, they would probably be scared to death. On such a night, in such a place, anyone who could act so brazenly would not seem normal or ordinary to anyone.

  As they walked deeper into the garden, Huang Tianxuan felt the yin energy growing thicker and more intense, accompanied by a faint, desolate melody that seemed to drift aimlessly through the air. Suddenly, a white figure flashed across their line of sight in the distant fog, only to vanish instantly from view.

  Huang Tianxuan walked forward calmly and unhurriedly, with a composed expression. But in fact, he was also a bit apprehensive in his heart, not knowing what level of cultivation this ghost had reached. If it were to encounter the Ghost King, he would be in trouble.

  But if he were to flee without a fight, not even seeing his opponent's face, he would be unwilling. Moreover, in his heart, he always thought that the greater the risk, the greater the gain.

  He walked through a corridor, past a pavilion, and over a small bridge, Huang Tianxuan gradually made his way up the hill behind the garden. Because he found that the source of all the yin energy was on this hill, so he decided to venture into the tiger's lair to take a look, what kind of ghost was so bold as to openly flaunt itself here, wasn't it afraid of those orthodox scholars subduing demons and eliminating evil?

  As he arrived at the top of the hill, Huang Tianxuan's gaze swept over the abandoned ancient tomb and landed on an octagonal pavilion. Inside that pavilion, a white figure sat alone.

  Yes, she was very lonely, and that's what Huang Tianxuan felt the moment he saw her. So, without hesitation, he walked over to the pavilion, all the way behind the white figure.

  It was as if he had sensed the arrival of someone, and the white figure slowly turned around. Huang Tianxuan's heart wasn't afraid at all, because he had seen hundreds of ghosts, but they didn't look like what people described - each one with a green face and sharp teeth, or disheveled hair, or sticking out their long tongues, or having no face at all. In fact, they all retained their appearance from when they were alive, some beautiful, some ugly, some fat, some thin.

  When a clear face appeared in front of Huang Tianxuan and He Wan'er, they both couldn't help but exclaim, "So beautiful!" Although she was a ghost, a feeling surged up in Huang Tianxuan's heart to hold her in his arms. Not only because she had a delicate face like a national beauty, but also because of the confusion and loss on her face.