Invasion Myth: Starting with the Schoolteacher

Chapter 337 Going to Ask for a Drink

So he reached out and caught it, and immediately let out a muffled groan. A burning sensation ignited in his heart, and the sins of the past surfaced uncontrollably, almost setting him on fire.

Only when I thought about saving people and strengthened my belief did I break free from the hallucination.

What a terrifying divine sword!

With this sword by my side, I'm sure this trip will be a success.

Xu Xuan nodded in satisfaction; it seemed the scholar had truly changed for the better.

As for the newly created name "Southern Ming Karmic Fire Sword," it's completely unimportant. It's just a technique that extracts karmic fire and shapes itself; it's a trivial supernatural power.

"Let's go, let's go and investigate the Prince Liang's residence first."

"Yes."

Zhang Hua was filled with fighting spirit, and holding the divine sword, he naturally wanted to cut down everything.

He knew what was going to happen next. The stories had all said that a master would jump into the courtyard from the back door or the wall, terrify the bad guys, and then calmly leave with the person he was trying to save.

Then, they saw Instructor Xu pick up a stone from the roadside, tap it a few times, wipe off the soot, and put it in his sleeve.

"Is that a weapon?"

"It's not right to attend someone's son's wedding without bringing a gift."

Oh, so that's how you conduct door-to-door reconnaissance. You're truly skilled and daring.

But is this gift acceptable?

"Sigh... It's the thought that counts, and besides, we're going to wipe out an entire family, so don't worry about formalities."

With too many factors at once, Zhang Hua experienced a temporary malfunction.

They could only stand there blankly and follow the path towards the gate of the Prince's Mansion.

"Which celestial realm do you two come from?"

At this moment, the eloquent doorman felt as if he had seen a living ghost, and looking at the things in his hands, he really didn't know how to pronounce them.

Although everyone else is doing poorly, you two are especially bad.

Her temperament isn't bad either, so what happened?
He could only ask the two men in a disgruntled tone where they came from, guessing they had just come from some remote mountain village to freeload, and he could just brush them off casually.

Xu Xuan rolled his eyes and slammed his hand on the table, making the little devil tumble over.

"Hmph, you brat, how dare you look down on us!"

"We are the subordinates of King Benbo, the lord of the thirteen minor hells under the Black Mountain King, the lord of the City of the Wrongfully Dead, the sixth great hell."

"If you don't give me an explanation today, hmph..."

The villain's aura is overwhelming; arrogance and domineering are not even enough to describe it.

As he spoke, he released some powerful ghostly energy, within which one could vaguely see the strange phenomenon of a blood river surging back into the sky.

The ordinary little devil had never seen such a scene before and was immediately terrified.

The gatekeeper kowtowed repeatedly, and even the steward was alarmed and rushed over to check.

Seeing such a ruthless and vicious big shot, I secretly groaned, thinking, "What a wicked ghost!"

His back immediately slumped down as if he had no bones, and he bowed and apologized repeatedly.

"This doorman is a newly deceased ghost; I do not know your names."

He turned around and slapped the gatekeeper several times, turning him into a twisted little spinning top.

Then, he immediately led the two menacing figures to the VIP seats, the very best seats.

Along the way, Xu Xuan asked questions wherever he saw them, without caring about what was taboo or not, and the steward answered all his questions without reservation.

Who would gather intelligence like that? He must be someone who's always been arrogant and domineering. We should just appease him and not let him get angry.

Thus, the intelligence came in a very comprehensive and detailed manner, and by the time we sat down, we already knew the layout of the entire Liang Prince's Mansion.

Zhang Hua was somewhat impressed; Xu's teaching methods were truly unconventional.

Then he leaned closer and whispered:

"We've already infiltrated. When are we going to the backyard to rescue people?"

Xu Xuan was surprised. Why go to the backyard?
"The wedding ceremony will take place in the front hall, so let's wait for them to arrive."

Zhang Hua is even wilder now.

Moreover, it seems that Instructor Xu is more natural now, naturally blending into the environment of the underworld.

Even above many evil spirits. After serving them, the steward prepared to go to the backyard to inform the prince that two formidable figures had arrived today.

It's good to make friends with them if possible, but if you can't, don't make enemies.

The underworld is far more dangerous than the mortal world; even a prince has to keep a low profile and act like a ghost.

The gatekeeper followed them again, saying indignantly that the two men didn't look like true subordinates of the Black Mountain King.

Why would a great demon king send someone to such a remote and impoverished place to freeload?

"That's why I say you're the doorman and I'm the housekeeper."

"They have the power and the bad karma to back them up, so their identity is no longer important. They are definitely the most expensive guests."

As for what gift to give, that doesn't matter; anything is a great gift.

The doorman suddenly realized that his brother-in-law was truly a man who was better than him even as a ghost; he was really enlightened.

Then, the enlightened ghost steward saw the fresh stone and silently brushed away the remaining ghost soil.

"It really is a demon, it's so damn evil."

He rushed to the backyard and reported the situation to Old Liang Wang.

“Such ferocity must have a reason. I’ll go to the front hall to confront them.”

"You stay here and help Ning'er with the chores, don't be late."

Next, Old King Liang arrived at the front hall and immediately spotted the formidable figure the steward had mentioned.

Really awesome!

At this moment, the table was completely controlled by the scholar-like evil spirit, and the others were listening to the superior's instructions with trepidation.

Even several of his usually flamboyant old friends were cautiously smiling ingratiatingly.

King Liang roughly figured out what was going on.

Because that table was missing a ghost, a gossipy ghost who usually liked to talk nonsense.

The evil ghost who slandered the Buddha during his lifetime was sent to the Tongue-Pulling Hell for eight hundred years, which shows how vile his mouth was.

This also shows that it's truly remarkable that they've survived to this day.

Unfortunately, they encountered a tough opponent this time, and were dealt with in such a short time. They are truly unfathomable.

In the underworld, once you become a ghost, you lose all moral boundaries and dare to act recklessly even on joyous occasions.

He strode over and put on a genuine smile.

"Oh my, what an honorable occasion! So that's why..."

Old Liang Wang is also a man who can be flexible and adaptable; his business dealings skills are exceptional.

When I first arrived in the underworld, I survived thanks to this awareness, in addition to the resentment I brought with me, and even built up a fortune in the underworld.

This isn't the first time I've seen something like this. Isn't this the typical behavior of the Great Demon King?

Xu Xuan was the type to hold his tongue; he would strike later.

After the exchange, we waited for the banquet to begin—oh no, for the wedding ceremony to start.

After a short while, the appointed time arrived.

The Prince of Liang, dressed in bright red, walked out. Hmm, his face was pale, his soul was weak, and apart from resentment, he was nothing special.

There's even a curse that came from the mortal world within him?
This is the result of all the bad things they've done, a crime that will haunt them to the death.

No wonder the old King Liang spent a fortune to create a ghost child; who knows when his son's soul might dissipate.

After a while, several female ghosts led the bride out. She was completely oblivious to her surroundings, and her three flames were sealed off from her body.

In my spiritual perception, I could indeed see a trace of yang energy remaining in my body, and there was no karmic force accompanying me.

He's alive, not a bad person, and can be saved.

While the procedures were being followed, Xu Xuan pulled Zhang Hua aside to assign tasks.

When the couple was preparing to become sworn brothers.

Snapped!
A wine glass fell to the ground.

"Don't move! You're surrounded by the Bao'an Hall!"

(End of this chapter)