Omnipotent Overlord

“Seniors, forgive me for before. Forgive me…

“I had no control and attacked you. I am truly sorry…”

Su Qingyi floated before the Ghost Summoning Flag and bowed repeatedly at the wraiths inside.

Her wraith form had now taken a human shape, while still having the same transparent red color.

Before this she had a strand of awareness, but the wraith instincts overwhelmed her. She wouldn’t have harmed the other wraith otherwise, not with her personality.

Li Mo sighed.

He did all this in hope of finding a wraith candidate to turn into his Shadow God. At first he found Su Qingyi the best choice but now she just wasn’t up for the position of Warding Shadow God. 

‘This girl is too kind and lacks courage. She would’ve long been destroyed if not for Su Mingyuan using a magical art to condense her soul.’

“Any common wraith that died for ten years would’ve lost their last thread of awareness.”

Li Mo heard from Su Qingyi that she had been dead for ten years.

“With her character, she’s in fact the best suited to cultivate the Exalted Profound Mystery Art. Ah, such a pity.”

Life was a seed, and the cultivation method nutrients. The most suited cultivation method used on the most suited seed would grow it to its full glory. 

If Su Qingyi was alive, the Exalted Profound Mystery Art would allow her to fly through the stages. But now it was all moot. Her spirit and her body reject each other. As they couldn’t unite, they couldn’t cultivate Exalted Profound Mystery Art.

“Brother Mo, they seem to ignore me but, since they don’t attack me, does that mean they forgave me?”

Su Qingyi flew to Li Mo.

“Qingyi, you are different from them. You’re a Nine Yin Wraith and can hold on to your awareness after death. They don’t have your constitution and lack anything loosely resembling feelings. There’s no point in talking to them since they have no way to understand you.”

“But, t-they didn’t attack me this time.”

“It’s because I rebuilt your spiritual body, placing you on the border between ghost and wraith. Your power is dozens of times stronger than theirs. When they look at you all they can feel is instinctual fear.”

“I see.” Su Qingyi was a bit sad.

“Then, brother Mo can help them regain their awareness? Like you did to me?”

Li Mo shook his head.

“Qingyi, it’s fine to be kind, but it is important on who you’re focusing it on. Don’t treat everyone the same. You apologized to them and think they forgave you, but what you don’t know is that if they were stronger than you, they would’ve gone past how you treated them and would not hesitate to kill you.”

Su Qingyi lowered her head.

Li Mo sighed as he watched the obedient Su Qingyi.

“I will teach you how to absorb yin qi to cultivate. Your Nine Yin Body is a truly rare body of extreme yin and cultivating with it won’t be considered going against the Heavens.”

A soul cultivator was defying Heaven, thus incurring its wrath in the form of lightning when he cultivated. Li Mo would never shirk from some sparks, but Su Qingyi was different and he couldn’t always be there to protect her.

‘Cultivate with one’s own body won’t break Heaven’s laws, right?’

Su Qingyi made a small fist, “I will work hard and get revenge sooner!”

Li Mo imparted her with a yin qi absorbing method and sent her to cultivate.

Not including Su Qingyi, the Ghost Summoning Flag now held 31 wraiths.

“31, of which none have the aptitude to raise.”

Li Mo expelled the wraiths from the flag and let them go about their way.

In the dead of night, Hu Dezhi finished a particular humping exercise and went to take a shower. His phone just rang, displaying an unfamiliar number.

“Who is it?”

“Me, Li Xuanqing.””

Hu Dezhi was startled and turned cordial, “Li Xuanqing? Oh, old sport Xuanqing, what’s the occasion?”

“For a request, of course.”

“You, request something from me? Ha-ha-ha, old sport, your skill is outstanding. How could I possibly help you?”

“You’re a Chuan merchant?”

“Yes, guaranteed. I am at my home right now.”

“Perfect. Can you buy me a panda? Size doesn’t matter.”

Hu Dezhi was silent for a good ten seconds, “You’re saying you want to mess with a panda?”

“Just want to raise one.”

Hu Dezhi: …

“Old sport, I can agree to lending you a billion, no question about it. But a panda… can we not speak of this? You know what that is, right? It’s a national treasure, getting you one is asking me to go bankrupt. 

“I don’t shirk from everything, except losing my head.”

“In that case, goodbye.”

Since raising a Warding Shadow God was out, he called Hu Dezhi to try and get a Warding Mythic Beast.

‘A Pixiu’s(T/N: a mythical animal that brings luck and wards off evil. It has the head of a dragon and a lion’s body, wings and tail.) descendant. It may not be today, but I must have it at some point…’

When Li Mo came back to this life, this was the first thing that ran through his mind. Yan Hongying’s pestering only worked to push this plan ahead of schedule.

Li Mo was about to hang up.

“Hey, old sport, don’t go. You may be finished but I’m not.”

Hu Dezhi’s voice was cryptic, “The yearly black market in my province is about to start. Can’t you look at a few items for me?”

“Black market?”

“An underground black market. Whatever you want, they have it. Including that black and white big treasure… cough. I didn’t say anything. It’s up to you if you want to go.”

“Thanks. When is the black market being held?”

“In three days. Come, I’ll book you a flight.”

“Alright!” Li Mo hanged up.

Li Mo had a deep and restful sleep, as Yan Hongying didn’t seem to come tonight.

Yang clan’s estate.

“Don’t hit me! Don’t ride me! No! I won’t dare! I won’t ever dare…”

Yan Hongying scrunched up her eyes and screamed.

When she encroached on other people’s dream, they ended up with nightmares. But this time it was her time to have a taste of her own medicine.

To be honest, Li Mo had a too high opinion of Yan Hongying. Her soul drifting wasn’t that advanced, needing close to a week of rest for her to try it again. 

Yan Hongying woke up in the morning, drenched.

“B-bastard! I will have my revenge, or my name isn’t Yang!”

Li Mo gave Su Qingyi some warnings and phoned An Yuxin that he would be leaving town and didn’t need to cook for him. 

With all in order, Li Mo flew to Chuan Province.