Invasion Myth: Starting with the Schoolteacher

Chapter 732 Another Love Story
Even if the Heavenly Demon King is powerful, he is still in the development stage of the human world. Could someone possibly conjure up a perfect plan for him from afar?
"I'm really tired of living..." Its ghostly claw slapped itself hard, the golden skin was dented, and then slowly wriggled back to its original state.

Just as he was feeling sorry for himself, a commotion suddenly broke out on the fog-shrouded wasteland.

"Huh?" A ghostly flame flickered in Qilicha's empty eye sockets. "Where did this living soul come from?"

Instinctively, it shrank into a cloud of black mist and peered out quietly.

Two spirits, a man and a woman, were seen fleeing in panic across the desolate underworld, pursued by a large group of blue-faced, fanged ghost soldiers.

The man was dressed as a scholar, while the woman was clearly a ghost, yet she still fiercely protected the man.

“Interesting…” Qilicha cast a spell and hid in the shadows.

Such things are common in the underworld; something as valuable as a living soul must be the property of some ghost king.

Just as it was contemplating whether to take advantage of the situation, the scholar suddenly let out a shrill wail: "The Yin-Yang Dharma King has already taken my body, and he won't even spare my soul? I only want to be a ghost couple with You Feng, please let me go!"

"boom--"

Qilicha's demonic brain seemed to have been struck by lightning. It stared intently at the living soul being held down by the demon soldier, its golden face twitching violently.

This scholar... is actually the original body possessed by the Yin-Yang Dharma King?!
He activated his supernatural powers and confirmed again and again that what he had just said was true.

What chilled it even more was that it had only just...

coincidence?

"Snapped!"

It slapped itself hard, so hard that its face became swollen.

What a coincidence! I was just blind.

He immediately knelt down to make a vow to the living world.

"What am I..." It gazed at the souls being taken away in the distance, Xu Xuan's face, which seemed to be crying but wasn't, reflected in the will-o'-the-wisps. "How dare you question the power of the Heavenly Demon King..."

My true nature is that whatever I desire can be fulfilled. I connect with the unknown through supernatural powers and, with the help of the laws, realize a portion of my wishes to a limited extent.

This kind of thing requires the consumption of one's own resources, and it has many limitations, as well as strict requirements on the time span, the scale of the impact, the comparison of strength, and so on.

But some monsters don't follow the basic rules at all, skipping all procedures and just forcing things.

So he decisively took action, killing the demons and monsters that came from the Yin-Yang realm and saving the ghost couple.

"Tell me, where did you come from?" It deliberately made its voice resonate like a Buddhist chant, and several illusory white lotuses floated around it.

Since converting to Buddhism, his appearance has improved even further, and after becoming a disciple of the White Lotus Sect, his demeanor has become even more approachable.

It looked at the trembling ghost couple and forced a compassionate smile onto its face.

The intelligence was obtained very easily, or rather, the other side grasped at their last straw.

The scholar-like soul, Wang Shunsheng, knelt down with a thud and began to confess everything like beans spilling from a bamboo tube.

He was originally a scholar in the mortal realm who had repeatedly failed the imperial examinations. One night, while seeking shelter from the rain in an abandoned house, he encountered the beautiful young woman, You Feng. The woman, with tears streaming down her face, recounted her mistreatment at the hands of his wife. He, moved by compassion, took her home…

You Feng's ghostly body trembled slightly. She confessed that she was originally a ghost concubine under the Yin-Yang Dharma King, ordered to find a suitable body to possess. But when she watched the scholar compose a poem for her under the moonlight, her ghostly heart, which had been dead for a hundred years, began to beat again...

A melodramatic love story.

It's still the kind of love found in Liaozhai: swift, passionate, and reckless.

Then the villainous Yin-Yang Dharma King appeared and naturally took over Wang Shunsheng's body, while his soul was thrown into the Yin-Yang Dharma Realm for resale.

You Feng followed into the realm of Dharma, using his identity to bring out Wang Shunsheng's soul, and the two ran wildly across the wilderness of the underworld.

Then he was captured by the ghost soldiers of the Dharma realm, but was eventually rescued by the kind-hearted ghost king Qilicha.

Qilicha... Good, good, what a love story.

So they notified the mortal realm and let Xu Xuan make the decision.

Isn't this the perfect bait? Xu Xuan's fingertips traced the underworld letter sent by Qi Licha, a playful smile appearing on his lips.

"I underestimated this Yin-Yang Dharma King..."

The roundabout method of "reincarnation" is to first have the female ghost find a suitable physical body, and then use love as bait to lure her into willingly offering herself.

This method avoids the rejection of the rules of the mortal world while perfectly inheriting the karma of the physical body. This approach is indeed far superior to those ruthless evil cultivators who seize bodies.

“What a pity…” Xu Xuan’s fingertips ignited a wisp of green flame, burning the letter to ashes.

Now that the disguise has been exposed, this hidden move has become an open card.

It was far too easy to investigate and monitor a scholar named Wang Shunsheng through official channels.

As for the issue of the living soul...

A quick calculation reveals that seven days have passed since the physical body of the deceased was killed, and the three souls and seven spirits have completely severed their connection with the mortal realm.

The fact that it is so weak yet has not been marked with the mark of the underworld and can still maintain its complete intelligence is most likely the result of the female ghost nurturing it with her own ghostly essence.

"It has indeed brought together a pair of star-crossed lovers." Xu Xuan chuckled and picked up his brush to write the imperial edict on the yellow talisman.

The talisman spontaneously combusted without wind, transforming into a butterfly that flew into the earth's veins.

Qilicha was startled as he held the suddenly appearing butterfly ghost.

"Find a Ksitigarbha temple with a strong reputation for good karma, and hold a 'reunification of Yin and Yang' ceremony for them. Remember, you must use the Ksitigarbha Sutra for their salvation."

The phosphorescent flames in the Ghost King's eye sockets flickered violently.

It certainly understood the deeper meaning—only by borrowing the power of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva's vows could the mark of the Dharma King be washed away from the female ghost, thus serving as a warning to the enemy.

It's clear that the Demon King greatly admires this kind of love story intertwined with life and death, yet he also ruthlessly chooses them as bait.

He is truly the most enigmatic of all, utterly unfathomable.

Then he said to the two unlucky souls, "You are lucky. Now you can settle down with me in the underworld."

They led the two ghosts into the city to hide, awaiting their boss's next move.

Many Ksitigarbha Halls were built in the underworld, and no ghost king or demon dared to demolish them. This reverence is engraved in their souls, and it can be considered a temporary sanctuary.

When Qilicha arrived here, he obediently burned incense, and his mind calmed down.

Xu Xuan lightly tapped the table with his fingertips, temporarily setting aside the information about the Yin-Yang Dharma King.

Another stack of secret reports on the desk was emitting a faint blue light—these were urgent documents sent by Zhang Hua from the underworld.

He unrolled the scroll, and the special ink made by the underworld meandered and emerged on the paper, outlining an unsettling scene.

The underworld is a world the same size as the mortal world, and beyond the underworld lies a boundless ocean.

Recently, the shadow of a black mountain range has appeared in the open sea.

The shadow was gradually approaching the direction of hell, and a demon king went to investigate but never returned.

Driving the examination vehicle, Zhang Hua looked into the distance and broke out in a cold sweat.

It looks familiar, very familiar.

It's Black Mountain! The former sixth-largest prison overlord, the Black Mountain Demon!

Although it is now larger, deeper, and more terrifying, that familiar feeling is unmistakable.

According to inquiries, the Ghost King of the Five Emperors' Temple said that Black Mountain has obtained the inheritance of the Netherworld Master, and his return this time will surely stir up a bloody storm.

The various factions within the Sixth Prison began an emergency retreat to avoid their brunt of the attack.

Xu Xuan: Avoid their sharp edge?
(End of this chapter)