Invasion Myth: Starting with the Schoolteacher

Chapter 336 The Marriage of the Prince of Liang

The sky in the underworld is always gray and gloomy, with no sunrise or sunset, and no sign of life.

They've even lost their sense of time; if they stay there too long, they'll naturally become abnormal.

This was the day after someone had died.

The first day of registering my identity caused a lot of trouble, but luckily I ran into an acquaintance from the living world, which eased the embarrassment a bit.

The two set off that very night, since ghosts don't need to rest anyway.

The Father traveled in secret, acting furtively.

Zhang Hua, an unlucky ghost who had been on the run for a year, originally wanted to advise Xu Xuan to keep a low profile in the underworld, to take small and dangerous paths as much as possible on his journey, and not to pay attention to ghosts or ghostly matters.

It turned out that no reminder was needed at all; the other party's way of doing things was quite unique.

He thought three steps ahead before taking a single step, asking very detailed questions about the terrain and topography of the underworld.

For example, what kind of king is this mountain, where did it come from, how many soldiers does it have in the underworld, and does it have any influence in the mortal world?

These questions were far beyond Zhang Hua's capabilities, and he could only give a general answer, after all, he had only been dead for a year.

Therefore, Instructor Xu's method was to first capture a few local evil spirits and interrogate them whenever he arrived in a new place.

The professionalism of their methods and the cruelty of their techniques are enough to make even ghosts uneasy.

"Know yourself and know your enemy, and you will never be defeated. The other party is a local tyrant who has been entrenched in Yinshan for countless years. It's always better to be cautious."

"Besides, these are all evil spirits, and there's no point in keeping them alive. It's certainly right to act on behalf of Heaven."

In the midst of laughter and conversation, they helped a hanged ghost find peace.

Zhang Hua nodded, "You're right."

The two walked and stopped, taking detours, and although the distance was longer, their speed increased considerably.

Thanks to Xu Xuan's scout-like approach, they actually avoided several unknown and dangerous places along the way, which greatly impressed Zhang Hua.

Great people remain great even after they die.

However, the path wasn't always safe; some ruthless ghosts and demons, unable to defeat the Great Ghost King but still wanting to reap some profits, also lingered there.

It was already the afternoon of the second day when things suddenly became lively ahead.

A royal palace suddenly appeared on the desolate black soil.

From a distance, it appears to cover several dozen acres, with vermilion gates, high-rise buildings, water-milled walls, and white stone platforms carved into the patterns of Western grasses. The stone arches, resembling ghosts and ferocious beasts, are built by removing the skin from tigers and following the natural contours of the land.

The standard earthly aesthetics are striking, but what truly catches the eye are the three large characters "Liang Wang Fu" (Liang Prince's Mansion).

Which Liang king is this? This is utterly absurd.

I didn't know that my surname, Xu, clashed with the name of the King of Liang. I never thought that I would encounter him after death, even though I didn't meet him while I was alive.

At this moment, the Prince's mansion is decorated with lanterns and colorful decorations, with large white lanterns hanging high, making it look quite festive.

There was even a gatekeeper ghost at the entrance to welcome and see off guests.

Of course, a prince's mansion located in such a remote and impoverished area was obviously not occupied by any powerful figures, so most of the visitors were pretentious, poor, and eccentric individuals.

It's clear they came from wealthy families, and they carried over the manners of those aristocratic families.

But in the underworld, without strength, there are no resources, so it's no surprise that they've fallen into such a state of destitution.

Although it was modest, it included all the necessary gifts and all the proper etiquette.

The meeting was still the same old routine: first, introduce your family, then establish your relationship—a veritable underworld version of a powerful family gathering.

The doorman loudly announced the names of the guests and their gifts, spouting a string of lies, creating an impressive spectacle.

"Lord Gao, the Left Battalion Commandant under the King of the Seven-Layered Hell of Yinshan, the Eighteen-Mile Cave, and Lord Wanshan, the Clan Chief of the Li Clan of Anyang, have arrived~~~~"

He handed over an ordinary piece of underworld spirit wood, and the doorman immediately demanded a thousand-year-old Yin-evil Purple-veined Sky-reaching Wood!
Good speaking skills instantly boost one's reputation.

Service-oriented professionals.

How much does one yearn for power in the mortal world? To rely solely on words to reminisce about the past—no wonder this is something only a ghost would do.

Xu Xuan and his companion watched the commotion from a short distance. Within half an hour, several 'big shots' with titles prefixed with dozens of characters had arrived. "Tsk tsk."

"Zhang Hua, remember this: the more a place in the underworld resembles the mortal world, the more dangerous it is. Let's take a detour."

I left right after watching, without any lingering feelings.

Ugh?
Shouldn't I be the one saying that?

Zhang Huacai realized that he had become a ghost elementary school student again.

However, Instructor Xu's teacher aura was too strong, and his words carried a natural trust and authority over the students.

He could only agree and follow, without offering any objection.

The two had only walked a few steps when they heard several 'big shots' who had come together on the road chatting idly.

"Old King Liang really dotes on his own son. Even after his entire family was executed, he still wants to continue the family line. What's the use?"

"You only know one side of the story."

"Appreciate further details."

"It is said that the bride that the Prince of Liang bought from the Yin-Yang Dharma Realm had not yet reached the end of her lifespan. When she came down, the Dharma King sealed her life force, otherwise how could she have formed a Yin pregnancy?"

"Hiss~~~ This is top-quality stuff."

"The Dharma King is doing a good job with this business; ghosts love this kind of thing."

Xu Xuan felt that he had learned another useless piece of trivia.

What follows is just a bunch of lewd talk; I don't want to hear that, I need to keep going.

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"What a pity for the young lady. If she were to return to the mortal world while still clinging to life, she could be resurrected. But for now, she can only be a ghost mother."

You guys, why didn't you tell me this important information sooner?

If you had said so earlier, you would have had an excuse to go to Prince Liang's mansion and ask for a drink.

Xu slowed his pace, then glanced at Zhang Hua, who looked somewhat hesitant, before striding forward as if he didn't care about the matter.

He had only taken three steps when he was called back.

“Instructor Xu, you have great compassion and great power, I wonder if you can save me.”

The person who liked to preach cleared his throat and said that it was not a good thing to cause trouble, let alone to ask others to do dangerous things, which was not the behavior of a gentleman.

"Besides, there is indeed a way to save and replace people, but it would put you in danger. Are you still willing?"

“The students are willing.”

The answer was crisp and clear, and Xu Xuan continued to press for more information.

"You're barely able to save yourself, yet you still have the mind to save others?"

"The student was tricked by Lei Huan into committing a grave mistake during his lifetime, but he still read a few books of Confucian classics and helped his neighbors in his daily life without ever doing evil. Although he became an evil ghost after death, he still had to retain some semblance of a scholar."

Very good, very good. Having a bit of scholarly spirit already puts him ahead of countless others.

Confucius said, "To achieve benevolence," and Mencius said, "To uphold righteousness." Zhang Hua was even more outstanding after his death than he was in life.

Since that's the case, I, Xu, will help you out.

With hands clasped together, the sword gradually opened, and a dark red sword appeared in the void. The hilt, blade, and body were all very rough, with no burrs polished off, and some parts were even bent.

It's almost a bizarre weapon, but its power is not to be underestimated. Just a glance at it can make a ghost feel a strong burning sensation.

After the sword was formed, it was extended several times, and finally it turned into a sword pellet with a lotus pattern and fell into the palm of the hand.

"This item is the Nanming Karma Fire Sword, a supreme divine weapon that can subdue even the most sinful ghosts."

"It's for your self-defense and to exorcise demons. Once we're in the Liang Prince's mansion, watch my signals and act accordingly."

Zhang Hua was deeply moved. Not only did Instructor Xu agree to risk his life to save people, but he also bestowed upon Zhang Hua divine weapons to protect him. He was truly a good person.

(End of this chapter)