Chapter 236: 235 Too Lazy to Be a Steward

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Chapter 236: Chapter 235 Too Lazy to Be a Steward They had come all this way, and Qin Liuxi wouldn’t just ask a few questions and leave, bringing along Kuang Shan and the Eastern Ghost King to the summit of Gengdong Mountain. Poor Kuang Shan, on what should have been a joyous occasion, he didn’t even get to celebrate his wedding night. With a bruised and swollen face, he led the way up the mountain, thinking to himself that focusing solely on cultivation was insufficient; he also needed to cultivate interpersonal relationships. Seeing how the Eastern Ghost King, as a senior, showed deference to Qin Liuxi, while the former fierce one treated him as kin. On the contrary, touching his face and hissing in pain. He had been dead for over a thousand years, generally immune to the pain of a beating, but Qin Liuxi’s punches, charged with Spiritual Power, caused even his soul body to feel pain. He wondered about who exactly she was, looking at her, barely fifteen or sixteen. Were the children in the human world now this fierce? “What are you thinking about? The lord is speaking to you,” the Eastern Ghost King gave him a sharp look. Kuang Shan responded with an “Ah,” and said, “What?” Qin Liuxi asked, “Since that night of the Red Moon, you haven’t seen Zhou Le again, have you?” “Of course not, otherwise why would I dare to kill his generals or occupy his cave? I must have thought he was gone before I did that. Although I’m obsessed with cultivation, I still have common sense,” Kuang Shan replied somewhat proudly. Qin Liuxi turned to glance at him and smiled, “Oh, what an assumption. Have you not considered that maybe he was just momentarily detained by something and couldn’t free himself? What will you do if he comes back?” Kuang Shan hesitated, swallowing hard: “No, that can’t be, right?” “Nothing is certain. You didn’t personally witness his soul scattering, did you?” Kuang Shan rubbed his hands nervously and stammered, “If he comes back, then we fight. If I lose, I die again, that’s all.” “You seem fearless about life and death. Do you know that dying again could scatter your soul?” Qin Liuxi chuckled. Kuang Shan spread his hands, “Everyone dies eventually, more significant than...” “Go die on the side.” The Eastern Ghost King kicked him aside, getting closer to Qin Liuxi, and said, “My lord, he’s just a fool, talking to him is a waste of breath.” Kuang Shan: “!” What was wrong with being loyal and honest? The trio – one human and two ghosts – reached the summit and stood on a polished huge rock, surveying the surroundings. Fortunately, it was a full moon night, the moonlight bright and clear, making everything visible especially with Qin Liuxi’s Heavenly Eyes. To her, the night was as day, observing every whisper and murmur of the evil spirits in the forest. This place was clean and clear. Qin Liuxi said, “Do any of you have anything belonging to Zhou Le? I’ll try summoning his soul again.” The Eastern Ghost King shook his head. Kuang Shan hesitated for a moment, then somewhat sheepishly took out a red handkerchief from his waist and handed it over. Qin Liuxi frowned, “What is this? I asked for Zhou Le’s personal item, why are you giving me your wife’s bridal veil?” “This is it,” Kuang Shan said. “This is Zhou Le’s sweat-drenched handkerchief.” Qin Liuxi: “!” Eastern Ghost King: “?” Both gave Kuang Shan a speculative look, not expecting this interest in him, quite sleazy! Kuang Shan’s face flushed as he defended himself, “I saw him always having a red handkerchief on his waist. It looked quite imposing and represented his status, so I took one from his wardrobe too. Don’t just look at it; it even has cloud patterns embroidered on it.” Oh, cloud patterns, how precious indeed! Qin Liuxi, somewhat disdainful, let the Eastern Ghost King hold it while she took out a piece of yellow paper from her sleeve, bit her fingertip, and drew a soul-summoning charm with blood. Kuang Shan watched intently; the drawing was swift and imbued with Spiritual Energy. She truly had skills. After all, without real skills, she wouldn’t possess such a halo of Merit Golden Light. Standing on the big rock, Qin Liuxi performed a ritual chant: “Heaven clear, earth spirited; earth clean, heaven bright; through Yellow Springs and Nine Netherworld; across the Three Thousand Worlds; in my name, summoning soul to lead; disciple Qin Liuxi beckons the soul of Zhou Le, under the command of Lord Lao Zi of the Great Monad, swiftly as decreed, order!” She raised her hand, and the soul-summoning charm fell onto the handkerchief held by the Eastern Ghost King. Suddenly, flames erupted, frightening the Eastern Ghost King into letting go of the handkerchief. The burning handkerchief dropped down, and in a mere moment, it turned to ash and dispersed with the wind. Kuang Shan was extremely nervous, wondering if Zhou Le had truly been summoned back. But after several breaths, not even a hint of Zhou Le’s soul body appeared, nor a shred of residual soul. Qin Liuxi’s expression was troubling. Zhou Le, unlike Kuang Shan who didn’t know her, would always respond to her summons in the past. Now, even at the last place he was seen, there was no sign of him. This likely meant his soul had truly scattered. The Eastern Ghost King also seemed a bit desperate and saddened, his lips tight, not uttering a word. Kuang Shan noticed the grave expressions on their faces and though relieved Zhou Le did not appear, his anxiety only intensified. Could this really be a major incident if not a trace of residual soul was found? “Lord.” Qin Liuxi drew another talisman and invoked a spirit, but this time it was not Zhou Le or any other ghosts, but... Black Impermanence! Whoa. The Eastern Ghost King and Kuang Shan stepped back, fell to their knees, and bowed: “We pay respect to Lord Black Impermanence.” Lord Black Impermanence scanned them, hummed in acknowledgment, and looked at Qin Liuxi, bowing slightly, “It’s been a long time since I’ve seen you.” “Did you find the trail of the Evil Ghost that escaped?” Qin Liuxi asked. Lord Black Impermanence sighed, “We chased it to Yu Mountain but lost the trail there. This creature is cunning; finding it might take some time.” “Is it Si Luo?” Lord Black Impermanence’s face slightly changed: “How did you know...” “My old man divined it, and even aggravated his old injuries for it,” Qin Liuxi replied with displeasure. Lord Black Impermanence quickly asked, “The old Taoist is alright, isn’t he?” “I’m here,” Qin Liuxi said. “But this Si Luo, I dislike it.” Because the old man was hurt because of him. Lord Black Impermanence cautiously answered, “We’re searching and have dispersed many to find it. If we find it, we will certainly notify you.” Qin Liuxi, indifferent, said, “Before that, you might need to tell your superiors that the Northern Ghost King Zhou Le is gone. I used the Soul Summoning Order to search for his soul, but not even a trace of his residual soul was found. I suspect he encountered that Evil Ghost.” Lord Black Impermanence gasped, “You mean?” “Devoured.” Hearing this, Lord Black Impermanence appeared visibly distressed. When Si Luo had escaped, he had already consumed several ghosts, and if now free again devoured a Ghost King, should it find a corner to hide and cultivate unchecked, it could bring calamity to all living things. Then, all the officials of the underworld would bear collective guilt. “Lord, do you think you could possibly...?” “No,” Qin Liuxi said, hands behind her back. “I think the Buddhist Sect is quite capable, they’ve gathered more incense from believers than the Mystic Sect in recent decades. Since they’ve received so much from all living things, they should contribute back, shouldn’t they? There’s no rationale in taking money and not performing! As for our Mystic Sect, we are busy rebuilding and absorbing believers’ faith.” If it weren’t for wanting to avenge the old man, she wouldn’t even bother taking this trip, no matter who became the Ghost King; they would all end up facing her wrath. Lord Black Impermanence: “...” That was it, no further involvement. “You’d better go back and check if Zhou Le’s residual soul exists in the Underworld, and if not, then he is truly... Who is over there?” Qin Liuxi’s gaze sharpened, her figure swooping, leaping out swiftly.

Chapter 236: 235 Too Lazy to Be a Steward

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