When Humans Became Demon Ghosts, and Demon Ghosts Became Human

"Lower Lifeforms?"

Su Qingyang spoke blandly. Hearing the Demon Ghosts boast of being the Human Race, a faint suspicion had already arisen in his heart.

Thousand Slave glanced at Su Qingyang and said:

"You are the Lower Lifeforms who have not completed your evolution. In our world, you are nothing more than blood food."

"Only a race like ours, nearly ageless and undying, has the right to call itself the true Human Race."

"This general advises you to give up resisting and submit to us. Given enough time, you may have a chance to transform and join the ranks of the Human Race."

It struggled to twist its mangled body, displaying itself.

"Look at this general. Even after suffering such injuries, I have not died. Unless... Mm, and as long as there is blood food, I can..."

Su Qingyang kicked it in the mouth, then shook his head slightly.

"Human Race, my ass. Looking neither human nor ghost, you know perfectly well whether you paid a price for this. Yet you really think you've become human."

"You..."

Thousand Slave's eyes flashed with vicious light. Just as it was about to let out a furious roar, another kick struck it in the mouth.

"Ptooey, ptooey, ptooey! Damn it! Stop kicking this general in the mouth!!"

"Ah!!!"

Golden Flame flowed forth, and the familiar scorching sensation crawled over the Demon Ghost's body once more. The heart-piercing, bone-boring agony made it tremble in an instant.

It immediately shut its mouth.

Su Qingyang's gaze fell coldly upon it. "Tell me. How many of you came this time?"

"How did you manage to possess human bodies? What was your purpose in infiltrating the Imperial City?"

Thousand Slave trembled as it looked at Su Qingyang and answered cautiously:

"It is difficult for this general to say how many of us descended this time. I can only tell you that the weaker one is, the fewer restrictions they suffer from heaven and earth."

"As long as there is a suitable passage, our army can pour into this world without end."

"As for the method of possessing human bodies, this general suspects Lord Jiedushi was the one who accomplished it. At the very end, this general heard Lord Jiedushi's voice."

"He told us to stir up chaos when the time was right. To put it plainly, he was likely using us to probe your capabilities."

Thousand Slave revealed the truth. Strangely, there was not the slightest dissatisfaction on its face at having been used as cannon fodder.

As though it were only natural.

Su Qingyang took it all in.

"One last question. What exactly is the world you come from like?"

"I... I don't know!"

"Hmm?" Su Qingyang frowned.

"I'm telling the truth." Thousand Slave hurriedly said:

"This general truly does not know. Ever since I was born, I have done nothing but wage war and slaughter. Most of what I know came from those above me."

"I only vaguely know that the great Lord Jiedushi is contending for the Central Plains, waging war against the other Jiedushi. The flames of war have stretched on for nearly a hundred years."

Su Qingyang raised his brow slightly, knowing he could get nothing more from it.

With a sweep of his sleeve, boundless, blazing Golden Flame of blood and qi swept down. The Demon Ghost did not even have time to let out a wail before its body was swallowed by the blazing fire, turning into a patch of cold ashes in an instant.

He looked at the ashes and shook his head.

"So-called agelessness and immortality do not mean you truly cannot die."

Liu Qingni's gaze fell upon the pile of ashes. Deep in thought, she softly said:

"Young Master, if we ignore their appearance and listen only to their description, their world seems somewhat similar to the one we inhabit."

"It is only that over there, they are in the midst of an endless age of chaos."

Ning Qingqing knitted her delicate brows, her face full of resistance. "How can that be the same? They are monsters, while we are humans..."

Su Qingyang walked to the window and gazed at the unending wind and rain outside. His thoughts could not help drifting to the chaotic final years of the Tang Dynasty in his previous life.

Jiedushi!

The world inhabited by the Demon Ghosts had likely once been ruled by humans as well.

Perhaps it had reached the end of an imperial dynasty!

Perhaps something had happened, causing humans to become Demon Ghosts and Demon Ghosts to become human. Yet what remained unchanged was that the various Jiedushi still carved up the land, waging war against one another.

Having reached his current realm, he had already vaguely come to know that rules existed between heaven and earth, concealing some secret.

Perhaps the Demon Ghost world had touched upon some hidden secret...

"Young Master, aside from this Demon Ghost, there is another person. Huang Di of the Six Doors has also vanished. It is highly likely that a Demon Ghost has possessed his body as well."

Liu Qingni's expression was grave. The situation was urgent. She needed to return to the Secret Bureau immediately to report the intelligence, mobilize manpower, and begin a search.

"Be careful." Su Qingyang understood what she meant and instructed:

"Remember, do not rashly fight alone. Once you find a lead, you may send word to me."

"Yes, Young Master!"

Liu Qingni nodded heavily and reached out to pull Ning Qingqing away.

"Ah! I have to go too?" Ning Qingqing's eyes widened. She was extremely unwilling to face those monsters again.

"Go on." Su Qingyang smiled faintly.

"When you return, I will refine your martial arts for you. The martial arts you are currently cultivating are likely not very suitable for you."

Upon hearing this, Ning Qingqing no longer resisted.

Liu Qingni had only taken two steps when a calm voice suddenly drifted over from behind her.

"Oh, right. Before long, I will verify my identity."

Liu Qingni halted, then sharply turned back toward Su Qingyang. A gleam rose in her eyes.

"Congratulations, Your Highness!!"

"Your Highness? Verify your identity! What identity are you verifying?"

Ning Qingqing stood frozen in place. She hurriedly turned her head, her eyes full of disbelief. She had vaguely guessed something, yet did not dare believe it.

But the space before the window was already empty. Su Qingyang had vanished from the room.

"Let's go!"

Liu Qingni carefully closed the door. Her long legs moved slowly onward as her limpid autumn-water eyes looked out at the endless rainy night. Wind and rain battered down clusters of white plum blossoms.

The vast curtain of rain surged across the heavens, while specks of white plum blossoms rose and sank within it.

In the currents of the downpour, the white plum blossoms drifted into the distance.

Drifting over this unfamiliar land.

Ning Qingqing kept looking toward Liu Qingni, her expression churning with shock, confusion, and disbelief. The question she had held back all the way finally burst out:

"My lord... My lord is that Sixth Prince who was lost among the common folk!?"

Liu Qingni thought for a moment, then softly replied, "Yes!"

"Yes? Th-this is really true?"

Ning Qingqing blinked in confusion. If she remembered correctly, Su Qingyang was a Blood Refining Grandmaster!

A Blood Refining Grandmaster in his twenties—what kind of monster was that?

Liu Qingni watched the white plum blossoms drifting farther away and softly said, "Of course it is true!"

"After all, all things beneath heaven will always surpass the limits of what we can imagine. After all, before today..."

"Could we have imagined there was another world, another kind of monster that called itself human?!"