Chapter 47
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The Netherworld.
The road in order to bypass the River of the Dead was even further, shuttling past the eyes of thousands of greedy but fearful ghost cultivators, the carriage slowly advanced and arrived at Wang Xiang Tai.
Gongyi Yan jumped off the carriage, she pushed aside the curtain and stuck her hand into the carriage, and helped the most treasured and beloved darling of the Devil Realm to descend the carriage and help him to keep standing upright beside her.
Jiang Zheliu was not doing too well, he felt that his body was on the verge of giving up. Layer upon layers of cracks on the resurrection stone had already become obvious on its surface, the cracks were a ghastly sight.
Gongyi Yan had resolved a lot of “surprises” along the way, such as the evil demons which had been enticed by the Heavenly Spirit Body’s scent, or the spirits that had been blocking the road, everything had perished under her blade. Sometimes, for the sake of not waking up Jiang Zheliu, she had even done it without making a sound.
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On the way here, Jiang Zheliu had also been able to witness the situation and the aftermath of the ensuing war….. Zero casualties was impossible, but the little devil had exercised great restraint, the scope and the level of destruction was in the limits of Jiang Zheliu’s estimates, and perhaps the reality was even a little better than what he had expected.
If there truly could be one person to unify the realms, to check and balance power and in-fighting and to end the ceaseless enmity, in reality, he was an extremely suitable candidate.
Jiang Zheliu began to get a headache again thinking about this kind of stuff, hence, he could only suppress his own thoughts, and rather, he stretched out his hand to fix his cloak and collar before knocking on the front door of Wang Xiang Tai.
Although this place was called “Wang Xiang Tai”, in reality it was a very complicated and old compound. Behind the buildings were an enormous spiritual device that resembled a nine-storied pagoda. After climbing up to the highest point of the tower onto the stone terrace, this was the actual Wang Xiang Tai that looked over the Netherworld.
He knocked on the door, there seemed to be a bell attached to the inside of the door, which rang a few times. Following that a pale-faced young ghost cultivator opened the door and glanced at the two of them, and seemed to be ensnared by the beauty of the person in front of him, he said, “You …Are you a living person?”
He couldn’t be blamed for asking. As soon as Jiang Zheliu stepped foot into the gates of hell, the vitality in his body also weakened.
Jiang Zheliu nodded, he replied calmly: “I am Jiang Zheliu, I’m looking for the Lay Buddhist of Wang Xiang Tai.”
The young ghost cultivator stared blankly for a moment, it was unknown whether it was because of the sound of the other’s voice or whether it was upon hearing his name. He opened the door to the courtyard and quickly said: “Please follow me.”
Gongyi Yan stayed beside her Devil Queen, following him into this tomb-like compound, following the white-faced ghost cultivator as he twisted and turned as he went, until finally stopping in front of a house.
After the youth announced their arrival, the doors of the house abruptly opened, exposing the neatly lined up spoiled limbs and corpses, as well as spiritual devices which were full of wandering spirits, letting out ear-piercing screams.
Jiang Zheliu took a step forward, and saw that under the shelf of the corpses’ limbs, there was a boy who looked only around seven or eight years old, half of his body was covered in blood. He raised his head while shaking the bottle in his hand, and his silver-grey eyes paused on Jiang Zheliu for a moment.
A living person.
He Tan confirmed whether this person in front of him was alive or dead, his gaze fell upon Jiang Zheliu’s neck a few times, and then he stood up, his gaze moving up to Jiang Zheliu’s face, and he finally said: “……. Jiang Xianzun?”
Jiang Zheliu said: “That’s me.”
When He Tan stood up, he only came up to Jiang Zheliu’s chest, but the puppet master liked to assemble bodies very much, so he could change his image at any time, and was not limited to just the appearance of a child.
“You’re on your last breath.” He Tan looked again at the resurrection stone around his neck, “Xianzun is depleted of cultivation, and your body is already in this state, aren’t you afraid it’s dangerous here?”
“You’ve already said I’m on my last breath, so what is there to fear?”
Jiang Zheliu was silent for a moment: “En.”
The puppet master laughed: “That’s great, but why didn’t you come here with him?”
This was obvious to others, but to He Tan it was not obvious at all. Ghost cultivators did not have any empathy, and it was hard for them to imagine a word like “unbearable”.
“He will cry.” Jiang Zheliu thought about, “he’s very afraid of me leaving.”
“Well, did you tell him that you came here?” He Tan asked.
“No.”
“…… You didn’t conceal from him that you are close to death right?”
Jiang Zheliu’s eyes were a little out of focus, and after a long time, he nodded slowly.
“En. I didn’t have the heart to say goodbye to him forever.”
The little puppet master cut off some of his white hair, tied it up into a little knot, and then put it into a precious box.
He turned his head and glanced at the female devil staring at him from the sidelines. He could sense that feeling of violence and recklessness of the Devil race that was emanating from Gong Yiyan’s body, and he asked with worry: “Did you make a will or something? I’m afraid that the Devil Lord……..”
“I did.” Jiang Zheliu comforted him, “he won’t hurt you.”
He Tan wiped his hands next to her, and complained in a quiet voice: “I reconnected all the meridians that were broken in his body. You have no idea, I’m practically going blind…”
Gongyi Yan stared at him, but didn’t reply, after a while she finally asked: “Is a puppet that good-looking?”
“Oh…… No.” He Tan said, “I haven’t made him into a puppet.”
Gongyi Yan stared blankly, she turned her head and stared at him intently.
The Ling Xiao Sword was still standing on the edge of the jade table, and was not sealed into his body, which showed that He Tan did not use the method of puppetry to restore his cultivation.
“Although I am reconnecting meridians of a corpse, he is just so beautiful that I couldn’t do it.” He Tan said truthfully, “And… anyway you devils are so stubborn, do you really think the Devil Lord would be so obedient to not go looking for him?”
It was impossible.
“As long as we put your Devil Lord’s focus on Jiang Xianzun, only then, will you not die, and I won’t get in any trouble either.” He Tan sighed and reached out to look around the chest until he fished out a tiny box containing a pearl which he put into Jiang Zheliu’s mouth.
This jade pearl was very small, barely noticeable in his mouth. But it did not slide down his throat.
Ghost Cultivators were good at preserving corpses. This jade pearl could keep Jiang Zheliu’s body in this state forever. His corpse wouldn’t turn to ash like a normal cultivator, nor would it rot. It would always be soft and warm, just like he was asleep.
But he was not breathing, and there was no heartbeat.
“This is Jiang Xianzun’s last opportunity.”
He Tan stared at him, as if he was a little reluctant to let him go, “If he can wake up, I will become the Devil Lord’s benefactor, what….. a risky gamble.”
He turned around, stood on tiptoes to get a lamp off of the shelf.
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The Netherworld.
The road in order to bypass the River of the Dead was even further, shuttling past the eyes of thousands of greedy but fearful ghost cultivators, the carriage slowly advanced and arrived at Wang Xiang Tai.
Gongyi Yan jumped off the carriage, she pushed aside the curtain and stuck her hand into the carriage, and helped the most treasured and beloved darling of the Devil Realm to descend the carriage and help him to keep standing upright beside her.
Jiang Zheliu was not doing too well, he felt that his body was on the verge of giving up. Layer upon layers of cracks on the resurrection stone had already become obvious on its surface, the cracks were a ghastly sight.
Gongyi Yan had resolved a lot of “surprises” along the way, such as the evil demons which had been enticed by the Heavenly Spirit Body’s scent, or the spirits that had been blocking the road, everything had perished under her blade. Sometimes, for the sake of not waking up Jiang Zheliu, she had even done it without making a sound.
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On the way here, Jiang Zheliu had also been able to witness the situation and the aftermath of the ensuing war….. Zero casualties was impossible, but the little devil had exercised great restraint, the scope and the level of destruction was in the limits of Jiang Zheliu’s estimates, and perhaps the reality was even a little better than what he had expected.
If there truly could be one person to unify the realms, to check and balance power and in-fighting and to end the ceaseless enmity, in reality, he was an extremely suitable candidate.
Jiang Zheliu began to get a headache again thinking about this kind of stuff, hence, he could only suppress his own thoughts, and rather, he stretched out his hand to fix his cloak and collar before knocking on the front door of Wang Xiang Tai.
Although this place was called “Wang Xiang Tai”, in reality it was a very complicated and old compound. Behind the buildings were an enormous spiritual device that resembled a nine-storied pagoda. After climbing up to the highest point of the tower onto the stone terrace, this was the actual Wang Xiang Tai that looked over the Netherworld.
He knocked on the door, there seemed to be a bell attached to the inside of the door, which rang a few times. Following that a pale-faced young ghost cultivator opened the door and glanced at the two of them, and seemed to be ensnared by the beauty of the person in front of him, he said, “You …Are you a living person?”
He couldn’t be blamed for asking. As soon as Jiang Zheliu stepped foot into the gates of hell, the vitality in his body also weakened.
Jiang Zheliu nodded, he replied calmly: “I am Jiang Zheliu, I’m looking for the Lay Buddhist of Wang Xiang Tai.”
The young ghost cultivator stared blankly for a moment, it was unknown whether it was because of the sound of the other’s voice or whether it was upon hearing his name. He opened the door to the courtyard and quickly said: “Please follow me.”
Gongyi Yan stayed beside her Devil Queen, following him into this tomb-like compound, following the white-faced ghost cultivator as he twisted and turned as he went, until finally stopping in front of a house.
After the youth announced their arrival, the doors of the house abruptly opened, exposing the neatly lined up spoiled limbs and corpses, as well as spiritual devices which were full of wandering spirits, letting out ear-piercing screams.
Jiang Zheliu took a step forward, and saw that under the shelf of the corpses’ limbs, there was a boy who looked only around seven or eight years old, half of his body was covered in blood. He raised his head while shaking the bottle in his hand, and his silver-grey eyes paused on Jiang Zheliu for a moment.
A living person.
He Tan confirmed whether this person in front of him was alive or dead, his gaze fell upon Jiang Zheliu’s neck a few times, and then he stood up, his gaze moving up to Jiang Zheliu’s face, and he finally said: “……. Jiang Xianzun?”
Jiang Zheliu said: “That’s me.”
When He Tan stood up, he only came up to Jiang Zheliu’s chest, but the puppet master liked to assemble bodies very much, so he could change his image at any time, and was not limited to just the appearance of a child.
“You’re on your last breath.” He Tan looked again at the resurrection stone around his neck, “Xianzun is depleted of cultivation, and your body is already in this state, aren’t you afraid it’s dangerous here?”
“You’ve already said I’m on my last breath, so what is there to fear?”
Jiang Zheliu was silent for a moment: “En.”
The puppet master laughed: “That’s great, but why didn’t you come here with him?”
This was obvious to others, but to He Tan it was not obvious at all. Ghost cultivators did not have any empathy, and it was hard for them to imagine a word like “unbearable”.
“He will cry.” Jiang Zheliu thought about, “he’s very afraid of me leaving.”
“Well, did you tell him that you came here?” He Tan asked.
“No.”
“…… You didn’t conceal from him that you are close to death right?”
Jiang Zheliu’s eyes were a little out of focus, and after a long time, he nodded slowly.
“En. I didn’t have the heart to say goodbye to him forever.”
The little puppet master cut off some of his white hair, tied it up into a little knot, and then put it into a precious box.
He turned his head and glanced at the female devil staring at him from the sidelines. He could sense that feeling of violence and recklessness of the Devil race that was emanating from Gong Yiyan’s body, and he asked with worry: “Did you make a will or something? I’m afraid that the Devil Lord……..”
“I did.” Jiang Zheliu comforted him, “he won’t hurt you.”
He Tan wiped his hands next to her, and complained in a quiet voice: “I reconnected all the meridians that were broken in his body. You have no idea, I’m practically going blind…”
Gongyi Yan stared at him, but didn’t reply, after a while she finally asked: “Is a puppet that good-looking?”
“Oh…… No.” He Tan said, “I haven’t made him into a puppet.”
Gongyi Yan stared blankly, she turned her head and stared at him intently.
The Ling Xiao Sword was still standing on the edge of the jade table, and was not sealed into his body, which showed that He Tan did not use the method of puppetry to restore his cultivation.
“Although I am reconnecting meridians of a corpse, he is just so beautiful that I couldn’t do it.” He Tan said truthfully, “And… anyway you devils are so stubborn, do you really think the Devil Lord would be so obedient to not go looking for him?”
It was impossible.
“As long as we put your Devil Lord’s focus on Jiang Xianzun, only then, will you not die, and I won’t get in any trouble either.” He Tan sighed and reached out to look around the chest until he fished out a tiny box containing a pearl which he put into Jiang Zheliu’s mouth.
This jade pearl was very small, barely noticeable in his mouth. But it did not slide down his throat.
Ghost Cultivators were good at preserving corpses. This jade pearl could keep Jiang Zheliu’s body in this state forever. His corpse wouldn’t turn to ash like a normal cultivator, nor would it rot. It would always be soft and warm, just like he was asleep.
But he was not breathing, and there was no heartbeat.
“This is Jiang Xianzun’s last opportunity.”
He Tan stared at him, as if he was a little reluctant to let him go, “If he can wake up, I will become the Devil Lord’s benefactor, what….. a risky gamble.”
He turned around, stood on tiptoes to get a lamp off of the shelf.
The Netherworld.The road in order to bypass the River of the Dead was even further, shuttling past the eyes of thousands of greedy but fearful ghost cultivators, the carriage slowly advanced and arrived atWang Xiang Tai.Gongyi Yan jumped off the carriage, she pushed aside the curtain and stuck her hand into the carriage, and helped the most treasured and beloved darling of theDevilRealm to descend the carriage and help him to keep standing upright beside her.Jiang Zheliu was not doing too well, he felt that his body was on the verge of giving up. Layer upon layers of cracks on the resurrection stone had already become obvious on its surface, the cracks were a ghastly sight.Gongyi Yan had resolved a lot of surprises along the way, such as the evil demons which had been enticed by the Heavenly Spirit Body's scent, or the spirits that had been blocking the road, everything had perished under her blade. Sometimes, for the sake of not waking up Jiang Zheliu, she had even done it without making a sound.Please read on bookswithqianyadotcomOn the way here, Jiang Zheliu had also been able to witness the situation and the aftermath of the ensuing war.. Zero casualties was impossible, but the littledevilhad exercised great restraint, the scope and the level of destruction was in the limits of Jiang Zheliu's estimates, and perhaps the reality was even a little better than what he had expected.If there truly could be one person to unify the realms, to check and balance power and in-fighting and to end the ceaseless enmity, in reality, he was an extremely suitable candidate.Jiang Zheliu began to get a headache again thinking about this kind of stuff, hence, he could only suppress his own thoughts, and rather, he stretched out his hand to fix his cloak and collar before knocking on the front door ofWang Xiang Tai.Although this place was called Wang Xiang Tai, in reality it was a very complicated and old compound. Behind the buildings were an enormous spiritual device that resembled a nine-storied pagoda. After climbing up to the highest point of the tower onto the stone terrace, this was the actualWang Xiang Taithat looked over the Netherworld.He knocked on the door, there seemed to be a bell attached to the inside of the door, which rang a few times. Following that a pale-faced young ghost cultivator opened the door and glanced at the two of them, and seemed to be ensnared by the beauty of the person in front of him, he said, You Are you a living person?He couldn't be blamed for asking. As soon as Jiang Zheliu stepped foot into the gates of hell, the vitality in his body also weakened.Jiang Zheliu nodded, he replied calmly: I am Jiang Zheliu, I'm looking for the Lay Buddhist ofWang Xiang Tai.The young ghost cultivator stared blankly for a moment, it was unknown whether it was because of the sound of the other's voice or whether it was upon hearing his name. He opened the door to the courtyard and quickly said: Please follow me.Gongyi Yan stayed beside herDevilQueen, following him into this tomb-like compound, following the white-faced ghost cultivator as he twisted and turned as he went, until finally stopping in front of a house.After the youth announced their arrival, the doors of the house abruptly opened, exposing the neatly lined up spoiled limbs and corpses, as well as spiritual devices which were full of wandering spirits, letting out ear-piercing screams.Jiang Zheliu took a step forward, and saw that under the shelf of the corpses' limbs, there was a boy who looked only around seven or eight years old, half of his body was covered in blood. He raised his head while shaking the bottle in his hand, and his silver-grey eyes paused on Jiang Zheliu for a moment.A living person.He Tan confirmed whether this person in front of him was alive or dead, his gaze fell upon Jiang Zheliu's neck a few times, and then he stood up, his gaze moving up to Jiang Zheliu's face, and he finally said: . JiangXianzun?Jiang Zheliu said: That's me.When He Tan stood up, he only came up to Jiang Zheliu's chest, but the puppet master liked to assemble bodies very much, so he could change his image at any time, and was not limited to just the appearance of a child.You're on your last breath. He Tan looked again at the resurrection stone around his neck, Xianzun is depleted of cultivation, and your body is already in this state, aren't you afraid it's dangerous here?You've already said I'm on my last breath, so what is there to fear?Jiang Zheliu was silent for a moment: En.The puppet master laughed: That's great, but why didn't you come here with him?This was obvious to others, but to He Tan it was not obvious at all. Ghost cultivators did not have any empathy, and it was hard for them to imagine a word like unbearable.He will cry. Jiang Zheliu thought about, he's very afraid of me leaving.Well, did you tell him that you came here? He Tan asked.No. You didn't conceal from him that you are close to death right?Jiang Zheliu's eyes were a little out of focus, and after a long time, he nodded slowly.En. I didn't have the heart to say goodbye to him forever.The little puppet master cut off some of his white hair, tied it up into a little knot, and then put it into a precious box.He turned his head and glanced at the femaledevilstaring at him from the sidelines. He could sense that feeling of violence and recklessness of theDevilrace that was emanating from Gong Yiyan's body, and he asked with worry: Did you make a will or something? I'm afraid that theDevilLord..I did. Jiang Zheliu comforted him, he won't hurt you.He Tan wiped his hands next to her, and complained in a quiet voice: I reconnected all themeridiansthat were broken in his body. You have no idea, I'm practically going blindGongyi Yan stared at him, but didn't reply, after a while she finally asked: Is a puppet that good-looking?Oh No. He Tan said, I haven't made him into a puppet.Gongyi Yan stared blankly, she turned her head and stared at him intently.TheLing XiaoSword was still standing on the edge of the jade table, and was not sealed into his body, which showed that He Tan did not use the method of puppetry to restore his cultivation.Although I am reconnectingmeridiansof a corpse, he is just so beautiful that I couldn't do it. He Tan said truthfully, And anyway you devils are so stubborn, do you really think theDevilLord would be so obedient to not go looking for him?It was impossible.As long as we put yourDevilLord's focus on JiangXianzun, only then, will you not die, and I won't get in any trouble either. He Tan sighed and reached out to look around the chest until he fished out a tiny box containing a pearl which he put into Jiang Zheliu's mouth.This jade pearl was very small, barely noticeable in his mouth. But it did not slide down his throat.Ghost Cultivators were good at preserving corpses. This jade pearl could keep Jiang Zheliu's body in this state forever. His corpse wouldn't turn to ash like a normal cultivator, nor would it rot. It would always be soft and warm, just like he was asleep.But he was not breathing, and there was no heartbeat.This is JiangXianzun's last opportunity.He Tan stared at him, as if he was a little reluctant to let him go, If he can wake up, I will become theDevilLord's benefactor, what.. a risky gamble.He turned around, stood on tiptoes to get a lamp off of the shelf.
