A Big Deal

From the moment the man knelt down, Bai Qiuran knew why he wanted to become a disciple and learn martial arts.

Therefore, Bai Qiuran decisively rejected him. The power of Cultivators appearing on this mortal battlefield is indeed invincible, but unrestrained power is actually the most dangerous thing.

Simply put, you can't let high-level characters run rampant in the beginner village.

Looking at the ambitious look in the man's eyes, Bai Qiuran had no belief that he could control his Desire after learning the Cultivation Technique.

Bai Qiuran will have to clean house then, and even if he unifies the world, his death will inevitably Fusang into chaos once again.

He couldn't be bothered to clean up this guy's mess.

Ignoring the two people whose names they didn't even know, Bai Qiuran and Jiang Lan returned to Kyoto in the rain and found a place similar to Inn Kyoto.

The Vengeful Ghost devoured all the living people who went to the village. Its abilities were among the best of wild ghosts, and its origins were certainly extraordinary.

Jiang Lan felt very guilty, but Bai Qiuran certainly wouldn't blame her. Originally, it was that Vengeful Ghost that threatened her first, trying to devour her Souls, and Jiang Lan struck and smashed it to pieces. Even according to the Laws of the mortal world, Jiang Lan could only be considered to have acted in self-defense.

Bai Qiuran and Jiang Lan planned to rest in Kyoto for one night and make further plans the next day.

The next morning, while Bai Qiuran was combing Jiang Lan's hair, they heard people screaming outside.

"What's wrong now?"

Bai Qiuran handed the comb to Jiang Lan for the time being, then quickly walked to the window, opened it, and looked outside. Several people had already heard the screams and ran out of the house, turning right at the street corner onto the street from which the screams had come.

What place is over there?

Bai Qiuran asked, "Https://www. hetushu. com."

That's Kyoto's largest Pleasure Quarter.

Jiang Lan replied, "It's the same place as the Joyful Realm opened by Xiangxue's disciples."

"Oh, the Red-light District, right?"

Bai Qiuran said to Jiang Lan, "Lan'er, I'm going out to take a look."

He flipped directly out of the window, and Wisdom Immortal, who had been left outside, floated out with him, hanging herself on his belt. Then, with a light leap, she jumped to the rooftop, arriving at the scene of the incident from a high place.

It was a shop in Pleasure Quarter Village. The deceased was a man, but he was headless. People covered his bloody neck with a white cloth, then carried him out on a straw mat and placed him on the ground.

Bai Qiuran sensed a Yin Qi emanating from the man. It was still dark, and as he looked down at the shop, he suddenly noticed a woman dressed as a glamorous courtesan hiding in a dark corner on the second floor. Her face was deathly pale, but her lips were blood-red. Half of her face was hidden behind the wall as she peered out. Just as Bai Qiuran looked over, she looked back at him.

The two exchanged a glance, Bai Qiuran concluded that it probably wasn't human.

Sure enough, in the blink of an eye, the woman dressed as a courtesan disappeared.

"Wisdom Immortal, did you see it?"

"Ah, another Vengeful Ghost."

Wisdom Immortal sighed, "It seems there really is some trouble in the Ghost Realm."

Seeing this, Bai Qiuran decisively returned to her room.

Jiang Lan had finished washing up and, seeing Bai Qiuran return, asked, "What's wrong?"

"There might be trouble in the Ghost Realm."

Bai Qiuran spoke, he performed Magic Incantation to Ghost-Summoning.

"I'll call a ghost to ask."

If it were the original him, he might not have cared so much about the affairs of the Ghost Realm, but he had only just returned from the Divine Age, and the time when he created the Ghost Realm was still fresh in his mind, so Bai Qiuran naturally could not stay out of it.

Bai Qiuran first called upon his old acquaintance Xue Ling, but Xue Ling did not respond. So Bai Qiuran changed his Magic Incantation and instead called upon all the Underworld Emissary officials of the Ghost Realm.

The next moment, someone finally answered his call. This time, the sound of a gong echoed from the Void. A male Underworld Emissary, dressed in white Mourning Garb, with a pale face, carrying a gong and a paper lantern, stepped out of the Void, frowning and saying unhappily, "Who is Ghost-Summoning?"

Unfamiliar Underworld Emissary...

Bai Qiuran pondered this, she cupped her hands and said, "It's me."

The Underworld Emissary looked Bai Qiuran up and down and said, "Cultivators in the Qi Refining Stage... your Lifespan is coming to an end. Prepare for your funeral."

Bai Qiuran somewhat displeased, but with Jiang Lan watching from the side, he couldn't show it.

After the Underworld Emissary finished speaking, he asked, "Very well, why did you summon me?"

"There's Vengeful Ghost Pleasure Quarter in the nearby village that's harming people."

Bai Qiuran pointed to Pleasure Quarter beside him and said.

The Underworld Emissary frowned, glanced at them, and then sighed, "They're here again? I'll be right back."

He swung his Iron Chains through the wall and went out. A minute or two later, the Underworld Emissary returned, his Iron Chains binding a fierce female ghost dressed as a Fusang courtesan.

"This act of merit will be remembered for you."

The Underworld Emissary said to Bai Qiuran.

Thank you.

Bai Qiuran cupped his hands in greeting, then tentatively asked, "Has something happened in the Ghost Realm lately? To be honest, this isn't the first time my wife and I have encountered such Vengeful Ghost."

"It's nothing, the Asura Path is known for its daily rebellions."

The Underworld Emissary replied, "Mortals shouldn't concern themselves with matters of the Ghost Realm. That's all, I'm very busy, I'll head back now... By the way, what's your name?"

My name is Bai Qiuran.

Bai Qiuran replied.

"Bai Qiuran, Bai Qiuran..."

The Underworld Emissary flipped through the Small Book of Life and Death that he always carried with him.

"Why does this name sound so familiar? Wait, your name isn't on the Book of Life and Death."

The Underworld Emissary stared at Bai Qiuran's face, frowned, and pondered for a moment before suddenly exclaiming, "It's you! The Future Ghost Emperor!"

"What Future Ghost Emperor?"

Bai Qiuran said unhappily, "I would never become the Ghost Emperor."

Bai Li, that brat, what kind of mess has he made? He really needs to be taught a lesson.

He thought to himself.

The Underworld Emissary took a step back, assuming a defensive stance, and said tremblingly, "You don't actually fight ghosts, do you? I've heard you have a penchant for beating up Underworld Emissary."

"Won't."

Jiang Lan spoke up to defend Bai Qiuran, saying that as an being above the level of Immortals, she could certainly see the Underworld Emissary with her naked eye.

"Qiuran attacked first because you Underworld Emissary attacked first."

"Huh? You can see me too?"

Because of Bai Qiuran's example, the Underworld Emissary was more cautious this time. He cupped his hands towards Jiang Lan and said, "May I ask who you are, young lady...?"

"Fusang Immortal Palace, Jiang Lan."

Jiang Lan returned the greeting to the Underworld Emissary.

"Hiss... Fusang Niang Niang."

The Underworld Emissary took a step back and then bowed deeply to Jiang Lan.

"It is my great honor to meet you today."

No need for such formalities.

Jiang Lan waved her hand and smiled, "If you are busy, please go back first. My husband and I will not keep you any longer."

The Underworld Emissary, dazed and confused, took his leave, leading the Vengeful Ghost, and used the power bestowed upon him by Heavenly Dao to cross the Void and head towards the Ghost Realm.

"That's not right..."

Halfway there, he suddenly realized something.

"Isn't Fusang Niang Niang the Immortal Emperor's Master's Wife and the Immortal Ancestor's wife? Why is she so intimate with that Sinners from the Ghost Realm, the future Ghost Emperor, even referring to herself as 'we, husband and wife'? Could it be...?"

As he considered some possibilities, the Underworld Emissary's face turned terrified. He Consciousness touched his heart, which had long since stopped beating, and muttered, "Thank goodness I'm already dead. I wonder if the Ghost Realm gives Underworld Emissary any quick-acting heart medicine..."