Cultivation of Immortality: This is what unorthodox methods are like.

The city lord suddenly felt that City No. 95, which used to be bustling with activity, ghosts and monsters, feasts and fights, had become a little quieter.

The quiet made him uncomfortable.

Moreover, he felt that the once crowded city was much sparser now.

In many streets, vacant lots have appeared.

"How long has it been since I've seen an empty lot along the street?"

"Several thousand years? Or even longer?"

The city lord was bewildered, and the owners of many mansions were even more bewildered.

Because all the good neighbors suddenly left, carrying their houses away.

They actually wanted to go too, but they couldn't carry the house and couldn't bear to leave it, so they had no choice but to stay, trembling and praying that the [Sky Patrol] attacks would never happen again.

City 95 is quiet.

There were no ghosts or monsters walking on the streets or in the alleys.

All those who were alive, all those who hadn't fled, were now hiding in their houses, trembling with fear.

At the altar in Compound No. 95, Wang Quan looked at the city lord:

"Fellow Daoist, you just said that those ghosts and monsters made a few conditions? What were they? I'd like to see if I can accept them."

The city lord was silent for a moment, then took a deep breath: "Those important figures in the alleys felt they had let you down, so they all left for distant lands!"

"They said they hope you will take over the alley and redefine the rules."

"If you don't agree, they'll kill themselves!"

call!

Wang Quan exhaled a breath of stale air: "Such enthusiasm really puts me at a loss."

"I had no intention of managing those things, but since they threatened to kill themselves, I had no choice but to reluctantly accept it."

Upon seeing this, the city lord was moved to tears.

After exchanging pleasantries, the city lord hurriedly left.

He returned to the city lord's mansion, rested for a while, and then swallowed some powerful medicine before summoning many ghosts and gods to discuss matters.

As a result, many ghosts and spirits were seen carrying shoulder poles or bundles, looking as if they were about to embark on a long journey.

The city lord's heart stirred: "Brothers, the No. 95 compound is truly ruthless."

"The master among them, the Flower-Scattering Taoist, is ruthless and unscrupulous. Relying on his Heavenly Patrol Treasure, he kills ghosts like flies and is arrogant and domineering."

"I can't afford to mess with someone like that!"

"So, I would like to ask everyone..."

The numerous ghosts and spirits hurriedly said, "Lord City Lord, we can't afford to offend you!"

So, don't invite us.

"Look, we've packed our bags. Now, all we want to do is run away."

"Lord of the city, farewell."

A group of ghosts and spirits turned and left.

The city lord said anxiously, "Everyone, I would like to ask you to take me with you when we run away."

"Huh?" The group of ghosts and gods were dumbfounded.

"You're the city lord, and you've run away... what will happen to the city?"

The city lord sneered, "What am I, a city lord, anyway?"

"Before the Flower-Sprinkling Taoist came, I could only manage the street sanitation. The big shots in the alley could scold me whenever they wanted, without giving me any face. I lived a very stifled life."

"Later, the Flower-Scattering Taoist arrived. I thought the Heavenly Emperor had come, but he was even more arrogant."

"He used the Sky Patrol twice to bombard City No. 95."

"This time, they even blew up a big shot in the alley right in front of me."

"He's making an example of someone!"

"I'd rather not be the city lord!"

The many spirits and deities nodded in agreement: "Since you don't want to be the city lord, then you won't!"

"Let's go, let's go out and become mountain kings together."

The city lord laughed and said, "Going north for 900 million miles, passing through 365 folded spaces and 720 folded passages, we will arrive at a desolate land."

"That place seems to be newly developed."

"Although the place is desolate, it is filled with a heavy, pure yin energy."

"In the past, when we established our own government offices, we could definitely be considered kings and ancestors."

The eyes of many ghosts and spirits lit up: "Really?"

The city lord nodded vigorously: "It must be taken seriously!"

"That place is really desolate."

Upon hearing this, the spirits were overjoyed: "Go quickly!"

The city lord coughed: "Everyone, help me carry the city lord's mansion away!"

All ghosts and spirits...

In Compound No. 95, Wang Quan summoned the two spirits and ordered them to do tasks and gather resources.

At that moment, he suddenly felt the entire city shaking.

call out!call out!call out!

One by one, the cultivators took to the air, observing all directions.

"What happened?"

"Something terrible has happened. Hundreds of ghosts and spirits have carried the city lord's mansion away."

Wang Quan was taken aback: "Where is the city lord? Didn't he stop it?"

"The city lord is leading the way, holding a flag!"

Wang Quan was bewildered.

Has the city lord run away?

"Why would a perfectly good city lord give up his post and run away? Has he lost his mind?"

The other Daoist cultivators also looked bewildered: "Yes, why would a high and mighty city lord abandon his post and become an outlaw?"

The other descendants of gods and spirits, and the monsters, sighed inwardly upon hearing this.

A ghost murmured, "Perhaps the old city lord is afraid!"

Wang Quan shook his head: "What is there to fear about a city lord who rules over a region?"

"Alright, everyone, the city lord's escape is just what we need!"

"Now go out in all directions, suppress all sides, and gather information for me."

At this moment, a descendant of a ghost god said with his eyes darting around, "Master, this City No. 95 cannot be without a master for even a day."

"Since the city lord has run away, a new city lord needs to take over."

"And this is City 95, so the new city lord must naturally come from the No. 95 residence."

"So... congratulations, sir, on becoming the city lord!"

Wang Quan was dumbfounded: "Me, the city lord?"

Ruo Jinghong and the others were astonished: "Him? The city lord?"

The many ghosts and monsters nodded in agreement: "Indeed, Lord Sahua, becoming the city lord is the will of Heaven."

Ruo Jinghong chuckled lightly: "We are all human cultivators, how can we become the lords of the Underworld City?"

A ghost quietly crept behind the crowd, then opened its mouth and exhaled a puff of smoke.

The smoke was black, and it emitted a fishy and filthy odor.

Nearby, another ghost quickly lit sandalwood incense and sprinkled spices on it to cover the black smoke.

Soon, the black smoke turned into fragrant white smoke that billowed and flowed onto the ground.

A descendant of a deity pointed at the smoke beneath their feet and exclaimed excitedly, "Look, it's the will of Heaven!"

"This is an auspicious sign!"

"It is said that this is how it is inside the city lord's mansion."

If Jinghong and the others didn't believe it: "It's just some smoke; it can't be used as evidence."

The ghost's eyes rolled, and after whispering to its brothers, it transformed into various human beauties, dancing and singing in the smoke.

These ghosts and monsters have soft bones and alluring figures; when they dance, they are incredibly captivating.

One of the descendants of the gods exclaimed excitedly, "When I went to the city lord's mansion, I also saw maids singing and dancing!"

Ruo Jinghong and the others were bewildered.

Moments later, some ghosts transformed into yellow robes, while others turned into white birds and beasts, serving as auspicious omens.

There are also ghosts and monsters that transform into rainbows, acting as ribbons that hover around the royal power.

Then, ghosts and monsters transformed into beautiful women, standing on the left and right, supporting canopies, screens, and other structures.

Some ghosts even found signs with the words "Silence" and "Avoidance" written on them and carried them around.

At this moment, many descendants of ghosts and gods immediately prostrated themselves on the ground, shouting, "Greetings, Lord City Lord!"

Wang Quan saw smoke swirling around his feet, fairies singing and dancing, and many other strange phenomena swirling around him.

For a moment, he was stunned: "So I'm the city lord!"

"My beloved ministers, rise!"

The numerous ghosts and spirits, their descendants, cried out in ecstasy, "As you command!"

—Lord of the city begs you gentlemen to send out some electricity so that it can manifest a variety of strange phenomena, such as a colorful blackness, to protect you gentlemen.