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Just as he was lost in thought, there was a sound of hurried footsteps outside the door. Fan Wujiu and Huo Yancheng rushed in almost at the same time, with joy and concern that were difficult to conceal on their faces.

"You finally woke up!" Fan Wujiu walked quickly to Jiang Luo's side, put his hand on his shoulder, and looked at his face carefully. "How do you feel? Are you feeling uncomfortable anywhere?"

Jiang Luo shook his head and smiled slightly: "I'm fine, just a little weak. But you guys look in good spirits."

Huo Yancheng stood aside, folding his arms across his chest. Although he was relieved, his eyes were still filled with worry: "You were unconscious for more than ten days, which scared us. Don't worry about the reconstruction of the ghost town, we have almost arranged it."

Jiang Luo nodded, turned his gaze to the window, and looked at the busy ghost cultivators, feeling a lot of emotion in his heart. Although the ghost town had experienced a huge disaster, it was now full of new vitality. All of this was the result of their joint efforts.

Listening to the noisy voices and children playing, Jiang Luo felt very relieved.

"Oh, right," Lu Qing suddenly remembered something, took out a jade pendant from his arms and handed it to Jiang Luo, "This is the jade pendant we found from the nest of the drow group. Although we have decided to destroy it, I think you should take a look at it before destroying it."

Jiang Luo took the jade pendant and carefully examined the ancient runes on it. The jade pendant emitted a faint light, as if it contained some mysterious power. He gently stroked the surface of the jade pendant and suddenly felt a familiar spiritual power fluctuation.

"This jade pendant..." Jiang Luo frowned, a hint of doubt flashed in his eyes, "It seems to resonate with the spiritual power in my body."

Huo Yancheng and Lu Qing looked at each other and obviously noticed something unusual. Huo Yancheng said in a deep voice: "Could this jade pendant be related to you?"

Jiang Luo did not answer immediately, but closed his eyes and carefully felt the fluctuations of spiritual power in the jade pendant. After a moment, he slowly opened his eyes, and there was a hint of enlightenment in his eyes.

"This jade pendant... may not be an evil thing." Jiang Luo whispered, "It may be a divine artifact left by a powerful person in ancient times, specially used to suppress evil forces. Zhuo Erqun wanted to get it because he mistakenly believed that the jade pendant could enhance his power. But it should be the key to open the door to hell, and... use these powers for yourself."

After hearing what Jiang Luo said, Huo Yancheng said with some worry: "Then... this jade pendant should not be kept! If it falls into the hands of the bad guys, wouldn't it create another Zhuo Erqun?"

Jiang Luo shook his head: "No, Zhuo Erqun only understood one of them, but not the other. He only used it to open the gate of hell and let those monsters obey his orders, but he did not really get its power."

Fan Wujiu asked, "You mean, I need to absorb its power to truly possess it?"

Jiang Luo nodded slowly: "Indeed, but... maybe Zhuo Erqun's cultivation is not enough to digest and transform its power. Or maybe this jade pendant has some kind of restriction that prevents people like him from succeeding!"

Huo Yancheng asked: "Then do you want to absorb its energy?"

Jiang Luo shook his head: "No hurry, put it in the Nine-story Torrent Tower first! I just want to enjoy a period of peace and stability, build the ghost world well, and enjoy the happiness of family."

The two nodded as if they were copied and pasted, but Jiang Luo showed some doubts and asked, "Uh, you two... haven't you already merged into one? Why are you separated again?"

Fan Wujiu said cheerfully, "In fact, we can combine the two into one, or divide and conquer. The power of combining the two into one is too strong. Unless there is a special situation between the two of us, we still plan to separate."

Jiang Luo glanced around at them, sighed inwardly, and thought to himself, how can I get along with you in the future if you keep dividing and ruling like this?

Huo Yancheng chuckled and said, "Don't worry, we won't be jealous of each other like before. Since they are different personalities of the same person, there is no need to fight over them. We will cooperate well and make our family warmer."

Jiang Luo thought, forget it, I don’t think you can make it warmer.

At this time, the four teams were looking around outside. Jiang Luo turned around and shouted to the outside of the door: "You four, if you want to come in, come in quickly! What are you doing sneaking around?"

Xiao Shuai held a cake with a candle on it and said to him with a smile, "Boss, congratulations on your new life!"

Chu Jianglan lit the candle with a snap, and Yuan Haokun and Lin Shishuang said in unison: "Make a wish, Boss!"

Jiang Luo looked at the cakes in the hands of the four teams and the flickering candlelight, and a warm feeling surged in his heart. He smiled slightly, nodded, closed his eyes, clasped his hands together, and silently made a wish.

After a moment, he opened his eyes and gently blew out the candle.

"Thank you." Jiang Luo said with a smile, his eyes full of gratitude and relief.

Xiao Shuai placed the cake on the table, and Chu Jianglan handed over a knife, saying with a smile, "Boss, cut the cake! We prepared this especially for you to celebrate your awakening and the rebirth of the ghost town."

Jiang Luo took the knife, gently cut off a piece of cake, and distributed it to everyone present. Everyone sat together, enjoying this rare tranquility and warmth.

Huo Yancheng took a bite of the cake and suddenly said, "Jiang Luo, what wish did you make just now? Can you tell us?"

Jiang Luo smiled and shook his head mysteriously: "The wish won't work if it's spoken out, so let's keep it a secret."

Fan Wujiu raised his eyebrows and said jokingly, "Don't tell me you hope that we will stop being jealous of each other?"

Jiang Luo couldn't help laughing when he heard this: "If you two can really do it, then I will thank God."

Everyone laughed when they heard this. The room was filled with laughter, as if the previous haze had completely dissipated.

After finishing the cake, Jiang Luo stood up, walked to the window, and looked at the busy ghost cultivators outside, feeling a lot of emotion in his heart. He turned around and said to everyone: "Although the ghost town has been rebuilt, there are still many things we need to do. Next, we have to make the ghost town more prosperous and let every ghost cultivator live a stable life."

Huo Yancheng nodded and said in a deep voice: "That's right, the future of Ghost Town requires our joint efforts. Fan Wujiu and I will continue to assist you to ensure that everything goes smoothly."

Fan Wujiu also agreed: "Yes, although we sometimes have small conflicts, we will never be vague on major issues."

Jiang Luoze lowered his eyes, looked at the cake in his hand and said, "Tomorrow I will open the altar, and I will set up a soul-condensing formation, hoping that the ghost cultivators who died in the war can be inspired to condense their souls and return. By the way, the four of you must collect all the names and information of everyone before tomorrow. If you really don't know their names, the old things they used can be used as a substitute, they all have their aura."

Jiang Luo had promised before the battle that he would bring them back safely, and he had to keep his word.

Fan Wujiu asked with some concern: "This... your body has just recovered. Can your body handle going to build a spirit condensing formation for them so soon?"

Jiang Luo chuckled: "Don't worry! My body has recovered, there is no problem."

Fan Wujiu wanted to say something else, but Huo Yancheng stopped him with his hand, shook his head slightly and said, "Since Jiang Luo said there is no problem, then we should believe him. We just need to do our own thing and not let him distract us."

Fan Wujiu frowned, then finally nodded without saying anything more.

The four teams immediately took action. Xiao Shuai patted his chest and said confidently, "Don't worry, Boss. We will organize all the information before tomorrow and not miss a single one!"

Chu Jianglan also echoed: "That's right, let's do it now!"

After saying that, the four of them hurriedly left the room and began to act separately.

Jiang Luo looked at their backs and felt relieved. He turned to Huo Yancheng and Fan Wujiu and said, "You guys should go and help, especially those ghost cultivators who died in the war. Their names and old belongings must be found. The Soul Condensation Formation requires precise breath guidance, which is indispensable."

Huo Yancheng nodded and said in a deep voice: "Okay, let's go now."

Fan Wujiu glanced at Jiang Luo with some concern, and whispered, "You should also take care of your rest, don't force yourself."

Jiang Luo smiled and waved his hand: "Don't worry, I know what's going on."

This formation is not only to fulfill one's promise, but also to give those deceased souls a home. Only by letting them rest in peace can the ghost town truly be reborn.

As night falls, the lights of the ghost town gradually light up, and the streets are still bustling with activity. Ghost cultivators are busy burning various paper-made objects and repairing damaged houses. Children are playing and fighting among the ruins, and their laughter echoes in the air, as if all the haze has dissipated.

Jiang Luo stood on a high place, overlooking the gradually recovering city, his heart full of hope.

Early the next morning, a huge altar had been built in the central square of the ghost town. The altar was surrounded by candles and talismans, and in the center was a complex formation pattern, emitting faint fluctuations of spiritual energy.

The four teams arrived at the square early and handed the sorted lists and old items to Jiang Luo. Xiao Shuai wiped the sweat from his forehead and said with a smile: "Boss, all the information is here, nothing is missing!"

Jiang Luo took the list, looked through it carefully, and nodded with satisfaction: "Thank you for your hard work."

Huo Yancheng and Fan Wujiu also came over, holding some special magical tools in their hands, ready to assist Jiang Luo in activating the formation.

"Everything is ready, we can start." Huo Yancheng said in a deep voice.

Jiang Luo nodded, walked to the center of the altar, took a deep breath, and slowly closed his eyes. He formed seals with his hands, muttered something, and the spiritual power in his body began to flow slowly, resonating with the formation.

As he moved, the candles on the altar were lit one after another, the talisman papers moved without wind, and the formation patterns gradually lit up, emitting dazzling light.

The ghost cultivators around stopped their work, gathered around the square, and watched the scene quietly. Their eyes were full of anticipation and awe, as if they were waiting for a miracle to happen.

"Activate the Soul Condensation Formation!" Jiang Luo shouted in a low voice, and suddenly raised his hands upwards.

In an instant, the light in the formation shot up into the sky, turning into countless tiny light spots that flew in all directions. These light spots danced in the air like fireflies and eventually disappeared into the distance.

Fine beads of sweat oozed out of Jiang Luo's forehead, but his expression remained focused. He knew that these spots of light were looking for the lost souls and guiding them back to the ghost town.

As time passed, the atmosphere in the square became more and more solemn. Suddenly, a faint light came from afar, and then more and more light points gathered from all directions, and finally formed a huge ball of light above the altar.

In the ball of light, countless blurry figures can be vaguely seen. They are floating quietly, as if waiting for something.

Jiang Luo opened his eyes and looked at the figure in the light ball. A trace of relief flashed in his eyes. He whispered, "Welcome home."

Before he finished speaking, the ball of light slowly dissipated, and those figures gradually solidified and transformed into familiar ghost cultivators. They stood on the altar with a dazed look on their faces, but soon recognized the surrounding environment and companions.

"We... are back?" a ghost cultivator muttered to himself, his eyes full of disbelief.