You Call This Black and White Impermanence?!!!!

Seeing how resolute and confident Lu Chen looked, everyone in the room froze.

At some point, First Uncle's eyes had turned bloodshot. In a hoarse voice, he roared, "Xiao Chen, First Uncle wants to! First Uncle wants to see your Aunt Qiu!!"

That heartfelt cry moved everyone present.

Lu Chen nodded solemnly, then turned to his sister. "Wan'er, go back to the room with Mom. Don't come out unless I call for you."

Mother Lu understood at once and immediately led her younger daughter into the inner room. She knew what her son was about to do.

"Folks," Lu Chen said, sweeping his gaze across the crowd, "I'm going to summon Black and White Impermanence. If anyone's afraid, please step aside first. It's crowded here, and I'm worried something might happen."

"Xiao Chen, you're really doing it?" Someone swallowed and unconsciously took half a step back.

"Fine! If you can really invite them here, we'll broaden our horizons too. With our cultivation, we'll never reach Second Grade in this lifetime. This is the perfect chance to see the world above Second Grade!"

"Right! We're not afraid!"

"Alright. Then please stay calm later." Lu Chen nodded to First Uncle, then circulated his spiritual power. Savage patterns appeared on the back of his hand, and the Yama's Command Token glowed crimson.

"Underworld Office, Netherworld, black on the left and white on the right, heed my command and reveal yourselves at once..."

Whoosh—

A fierce gale suddenly erupted indoors.

"What? Xiao Chen is already First-Grade Peak?"

"He's not even twenty yet, is he? This cultivation..."

"The Lu Family is about to rise!"

The neighbors were utterly stunned!

Everyone had clearly been poor together, weak together.

How had the Lu Family taken off on the spot without a word?!

Lu Jianming, witnessing the scene, found it just as unbelievable.

First-Grade Peak?!

Only one day had passed!

How had his son become a First-Grade Peak Spirit Cultivator?!

What kind of fortuitous opportunity had he encountered?

At that moment, beneath everyone's horrified stares—

Black lightning flickered faintly on Lu Chen's left and right. One black and one white figure gradually solidified, and in the blink of an eye, they stood at his sides.

"Greetings, General!" Black and White Impermanence bowed in unison.

"No need for formalities." Lu Chen raised a hand to help them up, though he couldn't help feeling nervous inside.

After all, according to legend, the appearances of these two were truly hard to compliment...

Yet when he saw the faces of the two ghosts clearly, he froze on the spot!

Not just him—everyone in the room stared in dumbfounded shock.

Where were the White Impermanence with a tongue hanging to her chest and the hideous Black Impermanence from the legends?

They were clearly two beautiful women with graceful figures.

They merely wore the classic black-and-white attire of Black and White Impermanence.

"You... are Black and White Impermanence?"

"Reporting to the General, I am White Impermanence. My father is Xie Bi'an."

"Reporting to the General, I am Black Impermanence. My father is Fan Wujie."

"So you're the daughters of the two Impermanences!"

Lu Chen suddenly understood.

Sure enough, ugly men produced beautiful daughters...

That blew his mind, bro.

He coughed lightly. "I suppose Lord Yama arranged this deliberately?"

"Indeed. The King said that my sister and I have more presentable appearances and would be more convenient for the General to command. If our fathers came instead, they might frighten others."

"I see."

Lu Chen silently gave Old King Yama a thumbs-up.

He might look rough, but he was meticulous as a strand of hair!

What a brilliant arrangement!

And now, seeing that the terrifying Black and White Impermanence were actually two elegant women before them, how could anyone still feel the slightest fear?

"Wait!" Someone suddenly reacted. "General? Xiao Chen, why do they call you General?"

"Yeah, how did you become a General?"

"Well..." Lu Chen didn't know how to explain it for the moment.

Then White Impermanence stepped forward, her willow brows lifting. "How dare you! You have met the Underworld Martial and Virtuous General, yet you still do not kneel and pay your respects!"

"What? Xiao Chen became an Underworld General?!"

"This..."

The neighbors' minds completely crashed.

"It's just an empty title. Don't mind it." Lu Chen waved a hand, signaling for White Impermanence to step back first, then looked at First Uncle beside him. "First Uncle, what is Aunt Qiu's full name?"

"Qiu Shu!"

"Alright. Please help me look up this departed soul and invite her up for a meeting."

Black and White Impermanence nodded. A book appeared in each of their hands, one black and one white, resembling the Book of Life and Death. Their pages turned without wind, flipping rapidly.

Black Impermanence reported first, "She is not recorded in this Evil Register of mine."

White Impermanence continued, "Found her! She's in this Virtue Register of mine!"

Though Black and White Impermanence both served the same office of capturing souls, their duties differed: White Impermanence guided benevolent souls, while Black Impermanence seized evil ghosts.

To be entered in the Virtue Register showed that Aunt Qiu must have been a kind and good person in life.

"Please wait a moment, General. I will go invite Miss Qiu now." As White Impermanence spoke, her figure vanished in a flash.

"Xiao Chen!" First Uncle threw away his cane and grabbed Lu Chen's arm with trembling hands. "Thank you! First Uncle will remember this kindness for the rest of his life!"

Lu Chen comforted him gently. "You're too polite. It was only a small effort. By the way, do you still think Netherworld officials are frightening now?"

First Uncle shook his head again and again. "I'm not afraid! Never afraid again!" He looked around. "What about you all?"

Everyone stared at the cold and stunning Black Impermanence, practically drooling. "Not afraid! Not afraid at all!"

Black and White Impermanence like this, please send another dozen, okay?!

Lu Chen: "..."

This bunch of perverts. He was speechless.

He cleared his throat. "Actually, there's no need for anyone to fear the Netherworld. The Yin Gods of the underworld are all Orthodox Gods appointed by the Heavenly Court. Their duties are merely special, and some look a little frightening. There's no such thing as bad luck or inauspiciousness. Those are all rumors passed from mouth to mouth."

"Exactly!" Black Impermanence nodded earnestly. "Our line of work simply isn't well-liked. How could that make us inauspicious?"

Everyone laughed awkwardly. This job truly wasn't well-liked, and it was connected to death. Thinking it was inauspicious was only human nature.

As they spoke, black light flashed, and two figures appeared once more.

First Uncle stared at his daughter in plain white clothes before him, his eyes widening as he called out in a trembling voice, "Shu'er!"

"Dad!!"

Gasps rose all around them.

"Sister Qiu!"

"Aunt Qiu!"

"A departed soul can only remain for two minutes," White Impermanence reminded them.

First Uncle immediately embraced his daughter, and they wept together.

"Shu'er, Dad has missed you so much... I thought I could only see you after going down there. It's all thanks to Xiao Chen..."

Qiu Shu turned to look at Lu Chen. Lu Chen smiled and nodded. "Aunt Qiu, long time no see. You two talk first."

She nodded in acknowledgment, then looked at her aged father. "Dad, are you in good health? What about Mom and my brothers?"

"They're all well, all well! Shu, are you doing alright down there?"

"I'm doing alright. The Judge said I still have thirty years of yin lifespan. After that, I'll be able to reincarnate."

Watching this father and daughter, separated by life and death, race against time to pour out their feelings, everyone present was reduced to tears.

Unfortunately, time passed swiftly, and two minutes vanished in an instant.

When the time was up, White Impermanence led Qiu Shu back to the underworld.

First Uncle's old tears streamed down his face as he prepared to kneel. "Xiao Chen, can you let Grandpa talk with your Aunt Qiu a little longer? Grandpa begs you!"

"First Uncle, you're trying to shorten my lifespan!" Lu Chen hurriedly supported the old man. "If you miss Aunt Qiu, I'll point you toward a clear path—tomorrow, go to the Sun Clan Temple in the south of the city and worship Lord Yama. Pray sincerely, and Lord Yama will surely fulfill your wish. But I must also advise you: the dead are gone, so please restrain your grief. If you cling too stubbornly, it won't be good for either you or her."

First Uncle trembled with excitement and nodded repeatedly. "Alright! I'll definitely go tomorrow! From now on, I, Qiu Zhiguo, won't worship anyone else—only King Yama!"