The Ghost Lord (Part 1)

Chapter 1: Third Ghost Lord (Part 1)

"Splash—" With a sound, Li Qiye, floating in the river, was pulled out.

"Ah!" Li Qiye cried out and woke up as he was being pinched. The moment he woke up, his first reaction was to jump up. As he "jumped," Li Qiye found himself unaccustomed to his body, stumbling and nearly falling.

"My, my body!" Looking down, he saw his body was completely unharmed. Li Qiye was both surprised and delighted. After being the Shadow Crow for millions of years, he had finally reclaimed his body. Even someone who had endured countless hardships and seen countless storms couldn't help but feel a surge of emotion.

Finally, Li Qiye took a deep breath and looked up, seeing an old man standing before him.

"Hee, hee, hee, it was this old man who pulled you out of the river," the old man said with a grin. As he spoke, he revealed the three remaining yellow teeth in his mouth. His smile was as lewd as it could be.

Li Qiye followed the river with his gaze and could faintly see the outline of the Immortal-Demon Cave in the distance. Upon seeing the Immortal-Demon Cave, he, who looked like he was thirteen years old, immediately his gaze turned cold, and a subtle aura emanated from him that was inconsistent with his age.

Li Qiye took a deep breath, looked at the old man, and after a long while, said, "What is your name?"

"Third Ghost Lord, from the Washing Yan Ancient Sect," the old man said with a grin, opening his mouth to reveal his three yellow teeth, saliva dripping down.

"Washing Yan Ancient Sect—" Li Qiye murmured, his mind instantly recalling memories that had been sealed away. He had been trapped in the Shadow Crow's body for millions of years.

"Who holds the Mandate of Heaven now?" Li Qiye asked, regaining his senses.

"Mandate of Heaven? No one can bear the Mandate of Heaven yet," Third Ghost Lord said with a grin.

"What about Immortal Emperor Takong?" Hearing this, Li Qiye's expression changed slightly. Had he been in a deep sleep for hundreds of thousands of years this time?

"Immortal Emperor Takong disappeared thirty thousand years ago," Third Ghost Lord said, still grinning, his three yellow teeth exposed, looking very lewd.

"What about the Black Dragon King of Town Heaven Sea City?" Li Qiye asked again.

Third Ghost Lord shook his head and said, "No one knows. The Black Dragon King also disappeared thirty thousand years ago."

Hearing this, Li Qiye's expression changed drastically. He looked up again at the faintly visible Immortal-Demon Cave in the distance. At this moment, he understood why he had regained his body.

"Let's go—" Li Qiye's expression darkened, and he turned to leave, not caring if Third Ghost Lord followed. Having lived for countless years and endured countless hardships, he knew what he had to do.

Town Heaven Sea City was the most powerful and invincible lineage in this era. When the Black Dragon King was alive, he looked down upon the Nine Heavens and Ten Lands, invincible! Revered by three generations!

Although the Black Dragon King had been missing for thirty thousand years, Town Heaven Sea City still stood proudly between heaven and earth like a behemoth.

Outside Town Heaven Sea City, there was a boy around thirteen years old, and an old man who looked incredibly lewd, with three yellow teeth exposed whenever he opened his mouth.

Outside the city gate, Li Qiye silently burned paper money, thinking to himself, "Little Blackie, rest in peace. This life, you helped me reclaim my body. One day, I will crush the Fierce Region and avenge you!"

Finally, Li Qiye raised his head and looked at the behemoth that was Town Heaven Sea City. Things had changed, and everyone was a stranger. He recalled that this sea city could rise from the ground thanks to his and Little Blackie's efforts year after year!

Alas, thirty thousand years had passed. Who knew about the Shadow Crow that had once lurked behind the scenes?

"Hee, let's go back to the Washing Yan Ancient Sect." At this moment, Third Ghost Lord reappeared, his three yellow teeth flashing into Li Qiye's sight.

"Let's go," Li Qiye said calmly, nodding. No matter how Third Ghost Lord appeared and disappeared, or what his background was, it was not enough to surprise Li Qiye. Having endured immense hardship, being trapped in the Shadow Crow's body for millions of years, experiencing one era after another, having accompanied Immortal Emperors, and having traveled with the Medicine God, what else could surprise him?

Not long after Li Qiye and the old man left, a peerlessly beautiful woman emerged from Town Heaven Sea City. She was like a fairy of the clear waves, a goddess of the vast ocean. As she walked out of the city gate, intending to travel far, she suddenly caught sight of a corner of the burnt paper money at the city's base. On this corner of paper money, a symbol could be faintly seen.

Upon seeing this symbol, the goddess's expression changed drastically, and she said sternly, "Who was burning paper money here just now!"

A nearby old servant quickly got the answer and informed her, "According to the guards, an old man and a young man around thirteen or fourteen years old were burning paper money here not long ago."

"Chase them down and find them!" the goddess said sternly.

"Your Highness, are you going to the Divine Mountain?" the old servant asked.

"Chase—" As soon as the goddess finished speaking, she had already soared into the sky, instantly pursuing them.

Ultimately, the goddess did not find the people who burned the paper money. Returning to Town Heaven Sea City, she remained silent for a long time. That symbol had not appeared in Town Heaven Sea City for a very, very long time. Why had it reappeared after tens of thousands of years? Was it friend or foe?

"Reporting to Your Highness, the person burning paper money was not found," the loyal old servant finally reported.

"Pass down the order. Everyone, keep an eye on these two people. Do not draw attention. Report to me immediately if you have any news," the goddess said sternly.

These words made the old servant involuntarily startled. Their Town Heaven Sea City deterred the world, and their Highness, the Sea Suppressing Goddess, was also famous in this era. It was rare to see her so solemn.

"What about the Divine Mountain—" the old servant said thoughtfully.

"Cancel it," the goddess said sternly. "I need to consult the ancient texts left by our ancestors. This matter is rather strange!" With that, she entered the forbidden area at the deepest part of Town Heaven Sea City.

The Washing Yan Ancient Sect was located within the territory of the Treasure Saint Empire. The Washing Yan Ancient Sect could be said to be a lineage with a long history, an immortal sect and an imperial lineage. In the early years of the Era of Emperors, Immortal Emperor Mingren, who once looked down upon the Nine Heavens and Ten Lands, founded the sect here and named it the Washing Yan Ancient Sect.

Unfortunately, after millions of years, times changed, and the Washing Yan Ancient Sect was no longer the immortal sect and imperial lineage that once roamed the Eight Desolations. Through countless years, the Washing Yan Ancient Sect had begun to decline. Although it had experienced periods of resurgence, it was still unable to reverse its decline.

"Elder, something's wrong! A mortal has come to our sect and wants to be our chief disciple," one day, the Grand Elder of the Washing Yan Ancient Sect had just woken up when a disciple hurried to report.

"Throw him off the mountain!" the Grand Elder said without even looking, "Do I need to report such a trivial matter?"

A mortal wants to be the chief disciple of the Washing Yan Ancient Sect? What a joke! The chief disciple of the Washing Yan Ancient Sect held a special significance; it was also the successor of the sect master, and the chief disciple often had the potential to become the next sect master. Although the sect master was not in the sect, the elders could make decisions on such matters.

"But, but, he, he was recommended by Third Ghost Lord." The disciple stammered.

"Third Ghost Lord?" The Grand Elder glanced sideways and said, "Did he perhaps drink someone's wine and make promises to them?"

Third Ghost Lord, that's right, he was indeed a member of the Washing Yan Ancient Sect, but the Washing Yan Ancient Sect was even more unwilling to acknowledge him as one of their own.

Third Ghost Lord, although the name sounded imposing, it made the elders of the Washing Yan Ancient Sect lose face. Third Ghost Lord had three vices: he loved money, lust, and whoring. He called himself "Lord," hence he was mockingly called Third Ghost Lord.

Third Ghost Lord had not cultivated any techniques for more than a few days, yet he had a significant background in the Washing Yan Ancient Sect. It was rumored that he was the illegitimate son of the previous sect master of the Washing Yan Ancient Sect, and thus, the previous sect master, on his deathbed, had instructed the current sect master to take good care of Third Ghost Lord.

There were also some unofficial rumors that Third Ghost Lord was actually the illegitimate son of the sect master before the previous one. Because the sect master before the previous one had a great debt of gratitude to the previous sect master, the previous sect master took on this burden and took care of Third Ghost Lord. When the previous sect master passed away, he also instructed the current sect master to take good care of Third Ghost Lord.

Regardless of whose illegitimate son Third Ghost Lord was, his unsavory origins made the high-ranking officials of the Washing Yan Ancient Sect unwilling to delve deeper or speak much about him to outsiders.

The elders and other disciples of the Washing Yan Ancient Sect all disliked the Third Ghost Lord, a man who was greedy for wealth, lustful, and lacked any significant cultivation.

"So what if the Third Ghost Lord recommended him? Kick him off the mountain!" The Grand Elder was in no mood to deal with this, his good mood ruined first thing in the morning by this name.

"But, but, but, he, he, he has the Third Ghost Lord's Washing Yan Ancient Token!" the disciple stammered.

"The Washing Yan Ancient Token!" Upon hearing this, the Grand Elder's expression changed. After a moment of contemplation, he ordered, "Summon the other elders and have that mortal wait in the main hall!"

The Washing Yan Ancient Sect had a total of six elders. When the other five elders heard about the "Washing Yan Ancient Token," their expressions all changed, and they had no choice but to attend.

The Washing Yan Ancient Token was one of three ancient tokens left behind by the Washing Yan Ancient Sect's founder, Immortal Emperor Mingren. The other two had been retrieved a long time ago, but for some unknown reason, the last one had fallen into the hands of the Third Ghost Lord.

Besides the previous sect master's instructions to look after the Third Ghost Lord, the reason the elders couldn't do anything about him staying at the Washing Yan Ancient Sect was that he possessed a Washing Yan Ancient Token.

Whoever held this token was treated as if Immortal Emperor Mingren himself had arrived, and they could make one request to the Washing Yan Ancient Token.

Sitting in the main hall of the Washing Yan Ancient Sect, Li Qiye looked at the ancient hall and the hazy statue in the main chamber, which was blackened by smoke and fire. This brought back many buried memories for him.

The statue enshrined in the main chamber was that of Immortal Emperor Mingren. Despite the passage of countless years, the hazy statue still exuded an ancient divine might, soaring high into the heavens, inspiring a sense of reverence.

Looking at the statue, Li Qiye felt a myriad of emotions. So many years had passed, and Immortal Emperor Mingren was no longer alive. Yet, he had lived through era after era. Today, he had finally reclaimed his body as he wished, but so many prominent figures had vanished like smoke.

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