Chapter 178: Chapter 151: Even the Master Needs to Cultivate!

Translator: 549690339

Go easy on me next time?

Out in front of the funeral shop, Ma Long was tears-struck.

What kind of shitty master is this?

I get attacked as soon as I accept him as my master, he doesn’t come to my aid, and then, he makes such sarcastic remarks?

Also, Xu Yang, that dog, has also changed, he chose love over friendship, and left me getting beaten up by his work?

As I clumsily got up from the ground, with my face hurting, I go inside the funeral shop, intending to scold Xu Yang. But suddenly, seeing the glistening watermelon knife in Yun Mengxi’s hand, standing beside Xu Yang, I chose to quietly stand behind Elder Wang Defa.

This dog finally shut up!

Elder Wang Defa and Xu Yang, both thought the same.

Xu Yang had many doubts in his mind.

Elder Wang’s speech shocked him like a myth. Actually, there truly was a Underworld Palace with the Ten Halls of Yama… Then what about the characters like Ox-Head, Horse-Face, and the Judge?

There’s a Underworld Palace, then what about Heavenly Court?

Does a Heavenly Court really exist in the world?

It is said that the four Great Heavenly Masters “ascended” and worked in the Heavenly Court after their enlightenment. The Heavenly Court is controlled by “Heavenly Master Mansion”, while the Ancestral Master of Maoshan Sect controls the underworld.

Xu Yang pondered for a moment, then asked, “Is Elder Wang actually the disciple of King Biancheng?”

“A recorded disciple, a recorded disciple…”

Elder Wang replied, “My master holds control over the sixth Hall in the Underworld Palace. As the City Lord of the Wrongful Death City, he only has sixteen direct disciples, each of them controlling sixteen minor prisons. The number of recorded disciples is quite a lot. My status as a recorded disciple of King Biancheng isn’t worth mentioning.”

Of course.

This is just his modest statement.

Even though King Biancheng has many recorded disciples, his identity still holds significance!

Any of his recorded disciples, with a mere title to their name, would probably be able to navigate their way across many places in the Underworld Palace.

Xu Yang asked in curiosity, “Elder Wang, since you’re King Biancheng’s disciple, you should hold a high position in the Underworld Palace… So, why did you come to the mortal world?”

He paused a bit and then asked, “Also, wasn’t it said that the Yin-Yang Path has been cut off? How did you manage to enter the mortal world, Elder Wang?”

Ah!

Don’t even bring it up!

When this topic was mentioned, Elder Wang appeared heartbroken. He pounded the table in frustration and slowly began to explain, “There was unrest in the Underworld Palace back then. I sensed that something was about to happen, so I lowered myself to the position of a ghost official and came to the mortal world.”

A ghost official could be seen as the lowest-rank “civil servants” in the Underworld Palace.

With Elder Wang’s status as a recorded disciple of “King Biancheng”, becoming a ghost official was indeed lowering his status.

As he spoke, he became angry, as if venting out, he exclaimed, “Damn it, I had only just arrived in the mortal world for a few months when shit hit the fan. There was unrest in the heavenly Dao, the mortal world’s spiritual aura dried up, the Heaven-human Barrier was formed, and the Yin-Yang Path was blocked… Do you know, I’ve been stuck with this darn ghost official job for almost six hundred years!”

Elder Wang’s tone became somewhat hysterical.

” Six hundred years!”

“Do you know what I’ve gone through for these six hundred years?”

“Being a ghost official in the mortal world, we get a base salary and performance-based bonuses… The more trapped ghosts we capture, the higher the bonus we get, the more underworld virtue the Underworld Palace issues every quarter… But I had only been in the mortal world for a few months when the Yin-Yang Path was cut off. I have not received a cent of underworld virtue from the Underworld Palace in nearly six hundred years!”

“Back then, there were a total of eighteen resident ghost officials including me in the whole of Xi Xia, excluding the City God, Mountain God, River God, Land God and other Yin deities!”

“With the Heaven-human Barrier, dried-up spiritual aura, and blocked Yin- Yang path… I watched as one by one, those ghost officials died in front of me because they couldn’t withstand the backlash!”

“I will never forget their desperate eyes before they died!”

“Even the City god and various Yin-deities were gradually dissipating over time… Especially after the surge of that trend, most of the golden bodies of Yin- deities in the mortal world were smashed, and countless Yin-deities died unjustly within a few years!”

He grabbed the flesh on his face and stretched it towards Xu Yang, roaring, “Look at this face, look at this body… The creatures of our Underworld Palace are not alive or dead, and they don’t have physical bodies.”

“This physical body was chosen when I first came to the mortal world… I originally thought that if I came across a suitable one, I could switch out to a younger and more handsome one, but I didn’t expect this one to last over five hundred years!”

“Do you know, I’ve almost overused this body…”

It took him almost twenty minutes of venting before he started to calm down. He heaved a long sigh and sat down again, saying, “I’ve been holding in these words for over five hundred years, and finally I feel relieved today.”

Ma Long, seeing the situation, quickly took out a Chinese cigarette and handed it over with both hands, saying, “Master, smoke.”

After lighting a cigarette for Elder Wang, he ran out again and in a short while came back holding a box of Maidong drinks. He took out a bottle from the box, opened the cap for Elder Wang, and handed it over with both hands, saying, “Master, have a drink!”

Elder Wang, with a cigarette in one hand and a Maidong drink in the other, nodded in satisfaction and said, “My disciple, besides loving to blabber, he’s pretty good in other areas… Your master has been barely surviving in the mortal world for nearly six hundred years. In order to survive, I’ve almost exhausted all my treasures, and I don’t have much to give you. But don’t worry, since you’ve accepted me as your master, you will naturally not lack any treasures.”

He put down the drink and pointed at Ma Long’s forehead.