The concept of a born saint begins with Strange Tales from Liaozhai.

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These words, like a gentle hammer blow, jolted Zhang Shanhai awake.

He looked down at his somewhat ethereal body and couldn't help but smile bitterly. He said, "Xuan'er, what good would it do for your father to go back now?"

"Humans and ghosts are destined to be apart..."

His tone was sorrowful.

The words were spoken.

Su Chen calmly said, "Father, you died an accident before your lifespan was over. Being brought back to life means nothing to me."

In Liaozhai, the boundary between Yin and Yang is not so clear. In cases where one's lifespan has not yet ended, one can simply use magical power to repair the body and then put the soul back in.

It's like your soul has been captured by ghost messengers; as long as you return to your body in time, everything will be fine.

If it's due to old age, that would be a bit troublesome...

Zhang Shanhai looked on in disbelief. "You mean, I can come back to life?"

Su Chen nodded slightly.

Zhang Shanhai's eyes revealed excitement and hope.

At this moment.

The ghost messengers, including Shi Yan and Wang Heng, along with other ghosts, couldn't help but show expressions of disbelief and jealousy on their faces.

Resurrection?

How could such a thing happen!

Zhang Shanhai said excitedly, "Then let's go quickly, Xuan'er!"

Su Chen nodded.

However, before leaving the underworld, his gaze fell upon the two ghost messengers, Shi Yan and Wang Heng, who were kneeling on the ground.

He had also witnessed from afar the scene of them whipping Zhang Shanhai.

Noticing his gaze, Shi Yan's two ghost messengers trembled, their faces filled with terror. "Immortal, we don't know, no..."

Su Chen was too lazy to listen to their nonsense, so he simply flicked his sleeves.

Boom!

Under the influence of over four thousand years of magical power, the two ghost messengers cried out in surprise, unable to resist at all. Their souls were directly wrapped up and compressed, and then collected into his sleeve.

Having done all this, he didn't stop. With a glance, his powerful magic surged forth once more, probing deep into the shadows in the distance.

Zhang Shanhai only saw that the Rakshasa demon, which originally wanted to escape quietly, suddenly froze.

The next instant, he roared with resentment and anger, and was forcibly pulled out of the shadows and tucked into his sleeve.

Zhang Shanhai was stunned by what he saw and hesitated before asking, "Xuan'er, what is this?"

"Where did they go? Did you hide them in your sleeve?"

Su Chen glanced at him and said calmly, "They didn't go anywhere. They'll go where they're supposed to go."

"Alright, Father, let's go."

The words fell.

He waved his sleeve again, and a vast magical power enveloped Zhang Shanhai.

With a short, startled cry from Zhang Shanhai, the two of them were propelled into the air, breaking through the eerie wind, and flying towards the outside of the City of the Wrongfully Dead.

Under the dim sky, a cold wind howled.

As Su Chen rode the wind, his gaze involuntarily drifted one last time toward the City of the Wrongfully Dead.

Countless ghosts stared up at them, either blankly or with envy.

Looking at these ghosts, a thought arose in Su Chen's mind.

If Zhong Kui can eat ghosts, there's no reason why he can't.

With so many ghosts, there must be some evil spirits among them. We'll turn them into peaches and eat them...

[Realm: True Person (41%) 4,139 years of cultivation]

Looking at his cultivation of over four thousand years, anticipation appeared in Su Chen's eyes.

Strictly speaking, he is not a true immortal now, nor is he among the ranks of immortals. He can only be considered a real person, but he is too mysterious for them to recognize.

If one could raise their cultivation level to 100% and break through to the level of a True Person, they might become a true immortal!

At that time, not only will their strength change, but their comprehension will also undergo a qualitative change!

Su Chen had already begun to consider the matter of coming to the underworld after settling his father, Zhang Shanhai, in.

As he pondered this, he quickly glanced down and briefly observed the underworld.

This place is so big that he didn't get a complete view of it, but he did get familiar with the City of the Dead.

He didn't even see the judge or the ten kings of hell.

When he first sensed the City of the Wrongfully Dead, he discovered that the most powerful being in the City of the Wrongfully Dead was the Rakshasa demon in his sleeve, and it seemed that this same Rakshasa demon was also in charge of the City of the Wrongfully Dead.

“Strange…” Su Chen murmured, “Has the underworld become this chaotic?”

One ghost king after another rules over a region?

"Forget it, whatever. We'll find out what happened next time we come..."

Su Chen stopped thinking about it and focused on getting on his way.

Soon, he arrived at the entrance to the underworld he had previously descended to.

He sensed something and waited patiently.

In the instant a ghost suddenly appears, the boundary between yin and yang momentarily loosens, and the entrance quietly opens.

Without hesitation, Su Chen, along with his father Zhang Shanhai, rushed straight inside.

Since it was still early morning outside, in order to avoid the sunlight shining on Zhang Shanhai, Su Chen also put his soul into his sleeve.

……

The sky suddenly brightened.

The yin energy recedes.

Su Chen's vision blurred for a moment, and when he opened his eyes again, what came into view was the Black Tiger Gang's base.

After glancing at the empty and quiet Black Tiger Gang's base, where no one had yet noticed anything amiss, Su Chen moved swiftly and strode towards the Zhang family's residence.

soon.

As soon as he reached the gate of the Zhang family's house, he was spotted by several villagers who were watching and talking, as well as the gatekeepers, Old Man Wang and Wang An.

"Is this the eldest son of the Zhang family?"

The eldest son of the Zhang family, who was away all this time, has been gone since Old Master Zhang died. Why is he back now?

Su Chen ignored them, nodded to Wang An and Old Man Wang, and walked straight into the Zhang family compound, heading towards the main hall.

Soon, he arrived at the main hall of the Zhang family.

At this moment, there were far fewer people in the main hall.

The constables in their official uniforms and the coroner Wen Zhou had already left, and there were far fewer of Zhang's relatives.

However, the mother, Xu, and the younger brother, Zhang Xing, are still in the main hall.

Upon hearing footsteps, they instinctively turned their heads.

Upon seeing him, the mother, Ms. Xu, whose eyes were red and swollen from crying, wiped her eyes and forced a smile.

She murmured softly, "It's good that you're back...it's good that you're back..."

After saying that, she quickly stepped forward and said worriedly, "Xuan'er, let the constables handle the matter of catching the murderer."

"Your father just passed away, and I don't want anything to happen to you too!"

God knows how nervous and worried she was when she heard Xuan'er say he had a way and went out to find the murderer who killed her father not long ago.

The old man had only been gone for a short time, and she dared not think about whether her body could withstand it if something happened to Xuan'er as well.

Seeing Xuan'er return, she couldn't help but breathe a heavy sigh of relief.

Standing to the side, Zhang Xing nodded, though he was very jealous of his older brother.

Su Chen didn't say anything and went straight to Zhang Shanhai's body.

Looking at his father, Zhang Shanhai, whose face was pale and bloodless, who seemed lifeless and had been dead for some time, he said directly,

"Mother, you two go out for a while. I want to be alone with Father for a bit."

The words were spoken.

The mother, Xu, Zhang Xing, and others had some doubts.

After thinking about it, they felt that he must be too heartbroken and wanted to talk to Zhang Shanhai privately about some things.

Xing Ta nodded and walked out of the main hall, leaving the space to him and Zhang Shanhai.

The main hall became quiet and empty again.

Without hesitation, Su Chen poured his magical power into Zhang Shanhai's corpse on the stretcher.

Boom!

A surge of immense magical power flowed into Zhang Shanhai's body, circulating through his meridians, limbs, and bones.

The power and cultivation of magic over four thousand years is immense, yet it was only a short while.

Zhang Shanhai, who had been pale, regained his color, and even the cuts on his chest and abdomen healed quickly.

In the blink of an eye, the deathly aura on Zhang Shanhai's body faded away, and vitality reappeared on his body, as if he had come back to life, and even his breathing returned.

However, lacking a soul, he is still a living dead.

Upon realizing this, Su Chen had an idea and immediately flicked his sleeve, sending his father Zhang Shanhai's soul back into his body.

Zhang Shanhai exclaimed in surprise.

His soul immediately merged into his body upon contact with it.

His consciousness momentarily went haywire, but then, stimulated by the power of his magic, he quickly regained his senses.

Zhang Shanhai suddenly opened his eyes.

The first thing he saw was Xuan'er, dressed in a moon-white silk robe, with a pure and ethereal aura, standing beside the stretcher, like a fairy descended to earth.

He stared blankly.

Then, he touched the warm body, his face showing excitement and disbelief.

"I'm alive! I'm really alive!"

Zhang Shanhai shouted excitedly.

At the same time.

Far outside the main hall.

Xu and the others could faintly hear sounds coming from the main hall.

"Xing'er, did I mishear you...?"

"Why do I think I heard your father's voice?" Xu asked, stunned.

"Uh..." Zhang Xing hesitated, "I think I heard that too?"

The words were spoken.

Whether it was the Xu family, Zhang Xing, or the few Zhang family relatives who remained here, all of them showed expressions of surprise and doubt.