Reborn as a True Heiress and Becomes a Boss

Chapter 328 Temporary Ghost Messenger in the Human World
With a flash of silver light, a silver iron glove appeared on Mo Mo's right hand. The fingertips of the glove glowed with a faint blue light, clearly indicating that it was no ordinary item.

"Who are you people!" Mo Mo raised his hand to meet the attack, his eyes filled with threat.

Gu Haolin and Gu Xiyuan were both stunned. Mo Mo was clearly all alone at the moment.

Is this girl a space-age ability user? It seems his beloved granddaughter has some hidden talents around her who are not simple at all.

Clearly, this wasn't the time to think about that. Gu Xiyuan's expression turned serious as he looked at the electric arcs emanating from his eldest grandson. There were other people present...

Could it be an invisibility ability?
"Step back!" A cold shout rang out, and a chilling aura spread out, creating a wave of air.

There really is someone! Gu Xiyuan also activated his special ability to defend himself; the opponent's abilities were not weak.

"What's wrong?" Gu Rongrong and Zheng Xiu, having heard the soul-piercing voice, rushed out. Upon exiting, they saw this scene: arcs of electricity surrounding their grandson. Zheng Xiu pulled Gu Rongrong back from going over.

"Rongrong, don't go over there," Zheng Xiu instructed, standing protectively in front of her. Although her eldest grandson wasn't a natural-born battle maniac like You Han, his fighting spirit was no weaker than You Han's. That invisible ability user must be very strong.

The aura contained a sense of familiarity that Mo Mo found strange. After thinking about it carefully, Mo Mo's eyes lit up. She remembered—it was the aura of the underworld!
She had sensed that aura from the Black and White Impermanence before; as a demon with keen senses, she naturally wouldn't forget it. "You're from the Underworld? How arrogant!"

Even the Seventh and Eighth Masters of the Black and White Impermanence who once saved her were not like this. Who do these two bastards think they are?
In Mo Mo's eyes, in the empty space, there were two men in suits and sunglasses. Both men had cold expressions. The shorter man on the left shouted again, "Since you know that, why don't you get out of the way!"

"Oh ho!" Mo Mo laughed in anger. These two people from the underworld were too arrogant. Even the Seventh and Eighth Masters didn't act like this. They really put on airs. Since they couldn't agree, Mo Mo didn't hold back and attacked the two with a claw. Would a demon who had become a spirit be afraid of them?
The two quickly dodged to the sides, their expressions grave. The power contained in that attack could injure the soul; it was no ordinary ability user!
The shorter man flicked his wrist and a chain appeared in his hand. He swung the chain at Mo Mo.

Mo Mo was not afraid. He put on the other Poison Claw glove and went to meet them. The two weapons clashed and made a piercing sound. The sound was so loud that Gu Rongrong and the others' ears hurt and they couldn't help but cover their ears.

"A magical artifact? Damn it!" The short man hadn't expected Mo Mo to have a magical artifact in her possession; even his prized weapon, the Soul-Hooking Rope, couldn't harm her.

Enraged, the man swung the chains around, making a loud whooshing sound. Mo Moxiu was no weakling; although the man possessed the Netherworld weapon, the Soul-Hooking Rope, he was no match for Mo Moxiu. For a moment, his attacks appeared somewhat chaotic and disorganized.

Mo Mo's eyes sharpened, and his attacks became even more ferocious.

"Ah!" the man screamed in agony as the Soul-Hooking Rope flew from his hand, leaving three deep, bone-revealing wounds on his arm. Black mist swirled around the wounds, corroding the surrounding flesh. The man stared in disbelief, his eyes wide. This magical artifact could not only harm spirits, but the poison on it could even corrode his flesh! How bizarre!

Anyone who can use such vicious weapons can't be a good person. Why would the higher-ups send them to ask for help from the people here?
Mo Mo ignored what the man was thinking, dodging the swung soul-snatching rope. Mo Mo was stunned for a moment before realizing that she wasn't alone here! She turned her head sharply, and the chain flew towards the oblivious Gu Haolin.

Although Gu Haolin keenly sensed the danger, without the ability to see ghosts, he naturally couldn't see the two people from the underworld, nor could he see the menacing soul-snatching rope.

"Holy crap!" Mo Mo exclaimed, pouncing on Gu Haolin like a hungry tiger and knocking him to the ground.

The next moment, a ball of red flame suddenly ignited where Gu Haolin had been standing. The two men stared in astonishment. What kind of fire was this? It could actually burn weapons from the underworld! Was it Samadhi Fire? It didn't look like it.
"Phew." She breathed a sigh of relief. An ordinary person would definitely be either killed or seriously injured if hit by the soul-snatching rope of the underworld. Fortunately, although Gu Haolin's superpowers were not weak, he was still too weak compared to her Qingqing.

Mo Mo sat up and patted Gu Haolin's chest. "Hey, are you alright?"

"Ugh." Gu Haolin felt dizzy, lightheaded, and nauseous. He wasn't feeling well. Had Mo Mo given him a concussion? What kind of person was she? A tank?
Upon seeing the fire, Gu Xiyuan's eyes lit up, his gaze burning with intensity. This flame truly originated from the Gu family's source; he could sense that it was far more powerful than his own. He was becoming increasingly curious about the Gu family's lost history. The flames continued to burn, and everyone saw a chain gradually emerge from them, which was quickly reduced to ashes.

The two men gasped for breath; the flames were terrifying beyond belief! They could actually burn the soul-reaping ropes of the underworld to ashes!

"Since you two are underworld ghost messengers, you should know the rules of the human world. Do you know that your soul-snatching rope almost harmed a living person!"

A clear, cold voice came from behind them. The two looked up and saw a beautiful woman with stunning features walking down the stairs.

"Xu Nuofei?!" The taller man among the two exclaimed, as if he had seen something unbelievable. He took off his sunglasses and stared at Yang Nianqing with wide eyes.

Yang Nianqing frowned and looked at him. Her twin brother had become famous even in the underworld?
“Qingqing…” Gu Rongrong looked at Yang Nianqing with concern.

Yang Nianqing paused for a moment, then shook her head and comforted them, "It's alright." She took out a talisman from her earring space, flicked her wrist, and the talisman spontaneously combusted. She then used the talisman to circle above their heads.

The smoke from the burning talisman entered everyone's eyes, causing them to blink uncomfortably. Slowly, two figures appeared in the empty space, creating a scene reminiscent of a horror movie.

“They’re not ghosts…” Yang Nianqing looked at the two of them and raised an eyebrow knowingly, “They’re just temporary ghost messengers from the human world.”

The two men stared in astonishment. It was not surprising that they knew the man was from the underworld. This man could even distinguish between official and temporary underworld officials when there was no difference between them.

"Didn't the Black and White Impermanence tell you that we would come?"

The shorter man spoke first, and the man next to him couldn't stop him in time. He silently took a half step back, utterly speechless. They'd already been taught a lesson like this, and they were still so arrogant? Had his colleague's brain been eaten by evil spirits? Please get this straight, how did these two lowly minions, who couldn't even see the faces of the Black and White Impermanence, get the ability to make the two great men personally acknowledge their existence?

He shouldn't have come. There are so many ghost messengers in Kyoto, why did he have to wade into this mess? He was wrong, he was really wrong. Who knew that following the directions would lead him here? He shouldn't have come in with a fluke mentality.

"They didn't say anything, but did they know that you, a human ghost messenger, were acting this way?" Yang Nianqing looked at him coldly and laughed in anger. This ghost messenger was far too arrogant.

"You woman!"

Before the man could finish speaking, he was forced to kneel on one knee by a powerful spiritual pressure.

Wow, that's impressive! Who is this woman?

“Even the Seventh Master, the Eighth Master, or other high-ranking figures in the Underworld would not act like this in the mortal realm. The mortal realm has its own order, and the Underworld has its own rules.”

Her tone was leisurely and unhurried, yet it sent chills down the man's spine. As Yang Nianqing walked in step by step, the pressure of her spiritual energy forced him to kneel on the ground with his other leg. When Yang Nianqing stopped, the man was also forced to lie flat on the ground by the pressure of her spiritual energy. He struggled to lift his head to look at the woman, and was immediately stunned by the sight of red spiritual energy manifesting behind her.

"A mythical phoenix!?"

(End of this chapter)