Yinshan Record

Chapter 167 Yin Yang Assassination
Many years ago, Mulan made a great vow to save all the ghosts in the Yin-Yang realm and transform this place into a Buddhist temple. If he could not achieve this, he would not attain enlightenment.

The Buddhist aspirations are deeply bound by constraints. If the Yin-Yang Dharma Realm cannot be truly transformed into a Buddhist land, then Mulan's future is cut off, and she will never have the chance to attain enlightenment and immortality.

Now this opportunity has finally arrived.

Even his calm and composed mind was stirred by the ripples that followed.

"This is not the time to be tender and protective of one's feathers."

Yunlu looked at the Yin-Yang Boundary in the distance.

His easy entry into the Yin-Yang realm did not cause this rising star of the Qiantang lineage to underestimate the Yin-Yang Dharma King.

A person's name, the shadow of a tree.

The Yin-Yang Dharma King no longer needs to prove himself.

Any enemy who underestimated him has paid a heavy price.

“In the past, the Ghost Ancestor of Beiman would not have acted this way. But now that he has entered the second rank and has become the one who holds the reins in this Central Plains, there are some things that must be handled with extreme caution.”

Master Mulan's face showed no emotion.

"What are your plans, Master?"

"This humble monk intends to enter the realm for observation. I wonder what Young Master Yun's opinion is?"

The Dragon Girl of Qiantang pondered for a moment, then smiled.

"In that case, let's split up and do our own thing."

Yunluo did not intend to travel with Master Mulian.

The Qiantang faction's main objective was to weaken the power of the Yin-Yang Dharma Realm and remove one of the Dongting Dragon Lord's allies. Although they were allies of Master Mulian, Yunluo did not want to get too close to Buddhism.

Yunluo knew very well that the sky above the Central Plains could be summed up in three words.

Xuandu Palace.

Master Mulan did not try to stop him. He chanted Buddhist mantras, and his figure gradually faded away in the realm between Yin and Yang.

The dragon girl didn't linger and headed straight for the vast mountain in front of her.

One after another, formidable enemies descended upon the Yin-Yang Realm, but they had nothing to do with Young Master Su.

He had been cultivating in the Azure Heaven Palace for a long time, until his cultivation was stable, before he left the Azure Emperor's Treasure Garden and reappeared in the Yin-Yang Realm.

Wuzhiqi was nowhere to be seen in the room.

Sure enough.

Su Che chuckled inwardly; the more cunning this water monkey was, the better.

From Wuzhiqi's perspective, he used the Qingdi Treasure Garden to capture Linghu Gong's important guest, the young and talented Zuo Lengchan from the Beiman Ghost Ancestor Palace.

Of course, there's no need to elaborate on the fact that Young Master Zuo had a penchant for homosexuality.

Without such an important guest, Lord Linghu would definitely interrogate him thoroughly, not to mention that there was also Huang Kou, the sword-bearer who had been difficult for him to deal with before.

Once exposed, he might lose his life.

In Su Che's view, the best course of action for Wuzhiqi right now is to slip away and make a quick getaway.

His Eight-Nine Yuan Technique grants him the ability to transform in countless ways. He can easily change his appearance and hide in this Yin-Yang realm without any problem.

Su Che straightened his clothes slightly and then heard people talking outside.

"Senior Linghu, Young Master Zuo is resting inside. Please do not disturb him for the time being."

"Step aside, I have important matters to discuss with Brother Zuo."

Judging from the voices, it was actually Yu Nu, the one that Wu Zhiqi had transformed into, and Linghu Gong.

This water monkey is quite bold; it hasn't left yet. Could it have taken my nonsense about "striving for improvement in the face of life and death" to heart?
Oh, my apologies.

Su Che secretly calculated how much time he had spent meditating and cultivating. Could it be that something big had happened in the Yin-Yang Realm?
"Absolutely not, Senior Linghu. Young Master Zuo instructed me beforehand that if such a trivial matter were to affect the relationship between you two, I, Yu Nu, would not be able to atone for it even with a hundred deaths..."

This water monkey is quite good at talking.

Su Che listened with great interest.

What business is it of yours here?

Linghu Gong let out a cold snort, clearly tinged with anger. "A beautiful woman and a stunning beauty, both pleasing to the eye; yet, the love affair at Wushan is in vain, causing heartbreak."

Su Che let out a long laugh from inside and slowly pushed open the door.

"Brother Linghu, please allow me to steal a few more moments of pleasure."

Outside the door, Linghu Gong's fist-sized body was already completely ashen, with layers of ghostly aura condensed around him.

However, the face of Yu Nu, who was Wu Zhiqi in disguise, was full of horror.

"It's been four days already, don't be greedy."

Linghu Gong stared at Su Che with burning anxiety.

"You don't know yet?"

That's a completely nonsensical question.

"what do you know?"

"Let's go."

Linghu Gong flicked his sleeve.

"Don't blame me for not warning you, be careful what you say later."

Is this old man planning a shootout?

It shouldn't be. Lord Linghu has the advantage of playing on his home turf and is also a fifth-rank cultivator. If they want to fight, they can just take action directly.

Su Che frowned deeply.

I wonder how Lu Bai and Taigong Chong are doing. I should have just put those two into the Qingdi Treasure Garden.

Linghu Gong led the way, but his aura remained focused on Su Che. This old ghost, no bigger than a fist, pressed down on Su Che's mind like an ancient mountain.

The two continued their journey, appearing amicable on the surface, but beneath the surface, tensions were running high.

Chairs had already been set up in the flower hall, with six chairs arranged on the left and right. The group of ghost servants who were originally standing there could no longer be seen. On the left, at the very top, sat Xue Shaojun, who was constantly playing with a folding fan.

The chair opposite Xue Shaojun was empty. To his left sat a scholar in white robes with a withered face and fierce eyes. He kept glancing at Su Che. It was none other than the Ghost Commander Sikong Tu.

Sitting opposite Sikong Tu was a man dressed in a vermilion official robe. This man had a blue turban tied around his head, a jade belt around his waist, and a beard. His square face still hinted at his upright character.

There was also a woman dressed in purple, wearing a hideous ghost mask, sitting in the lowest seat with her eyes closed and silent.

Among the six Ghost Generals.

Xue Shaojun manages all affairs, big and small; Sikong Tu is in charge of the military; and Linghu Gong is responsible for receiving guests…

Xue Shaojun can be considered the prime minister of the Yin-Yang realm, Sikong Tu is the Minister of War, and Linghu Gong represents the Ministry of Rites.

The other two seated are Lü Zhengmao, one of the Six Ghost Generals, who is in charge of criminal law, and Bai Hejiao, a female ghost in purple, who has an intelligence network in the Yin and Yang world.

Linghu Gong slowly took his seat. Su Che looked at the five people sitting above him. The six Ghost Generals of the Yin-Yang Realm were only missing one more person, the Mighty Ghost King in charge of construction affairs, to complete the set.

"Young Master Zuo, we have invited you here today for no other reason than that we have a small question that we would like to ask you to answer for us."

Xue Shaojun did not invite Su Che to sit down, but simply let him stand below, still playing with the folding fan in his hand.

"I wonder if there's anything I can do to help Senior Xue?"

“Young Master Zuo, I dare not accept the title of senior, but I would like to ask you for advice on someone.”

"who?"

"Master Huang, the sword-bearer of your sect from Beimang, has disappeared. Does Young Master Zuo know about this?"

"Is there such a thing?"

Su Che glanced at Linghu Gong sitting above.

"To my shame, I have been studying the methods of sexual intercourse these past few days and have no idea what is happening outside."

"So, it seems that Young Master Zuo was unaware of Huang Kou's attempt to assassinate the Dharma King."

Xue Shaojun put the folding fan aside and stared intently at Su Che.

(End of this chapter)