I built the Jade Capital with the Netherworld

Chapter 87 Aren’t you…dead?

Wang Ying shook his head: "The results are minimal."

Lu Wujiu raised his eyebrows: "So, it still works?"

Wang Ying nodded quickly: "Yes!"

"How does the effect compare to that paradise in the back mountain?"

"Not much difference."

“When did the effect appear?”

Wang Ying frowned and recalled briefly, "When the villagers were about to wake up, I could feel that I was losing control of them. At this time, the effect of the ritual seemed to be getting better and better. However, once the villagers woke up, the effect of the ritual was immediately interrupted."

Lu Wujiu took a deep breath.

The more the villagers cannot be controlled, the more effective it is. However, the ritual itself has to control the shadow master. This ascension ritual is simply contradictory.

However, this also vaguely confirmed his second guess.

The old Lushan God took the initiative to ask, "Sir, do you think you should try the second method?"

Lu Wujiu nodded and warned, "This method will make too much noise, so you must be careful. I will ask Liu Qingtan to cooperate with you later."

Lao Lushanshen and Wang Ying nodded repeatedly in response.

After the matter was settled, Lu Wujiu did not linger any longer and turned to leave.

After returning to Lao Lu Temple, he called Liu Qingtan and gave him detailed instructions.

Liu Qingtan was a little surprised when he heard this: "Sir, this kind of commotion might attract monks from the nearby counties. If they find out that we are helping spirits and evil spirits ascend the stairs, wouldn't it damage your reputation?"

Lu Wujiu said, "The spirits that dwell in the wild marshes are called demons; the spirits that guard the Taoist temples are auspicious beasts. What's wrong with Lao Lu Temple helping the auspicious beasts ascend the steps?"

Liu Qingtan was stunned, then bowed and said, "Disciple understands. I'll do it right away!"

Lu Wujiu nodded in satisfaction, waited for him to leave, and then hid in the human skin book.

After a night of interrogation, Yuan Rui, who pretended to be Pang Chen, has already obtained the result.

After reading it, Lu Wujiu was shocked.

This master is a legitimate independent cultivator. Although he looks young, he has been practicing for nearly fifty years. This level of cultivation is naturally not achieved through honest practice.

According to his account, he started cheating and deceiving people very early.

The means of kidnapping is paper-made people.

Even if they are exposed, they can escape quickly.

As for paper-making, it is a standard magic tool bought from the market. Because of long-term use, although he does not practice this art, he has still figured out some of the essence of it, and his use is no less than that of the major schools in Xiangxi.

After the Wudang Incident, he found a large number of talismans that had not yet burned out, and used special methods to refine them on paper to simulate Pang Chen's aura.

It's more than enough to fool some half-baked monks.

As a result, he succeeded many times in the past month, but finally failed and fell into the hands of Lu Wujiu.

It is worth mentioning that this person confessed everything except the method of re-refining paper figurines, even though he had to endure torture.

"I was blind and didn't recognize your great power. Now I have fallen into your hands, which is what I deserve. I am willing to serve you and serve you from now on. I only ask for your mercy and to keep me alive for a few more years."

When he met Yuan Rui, he was locked up in a cell. Although he was tortured to death, he still tried his best to stand up and kowtow when he saw Lu Wujiu.

Lu Wujiu said expressionlessly, "You are quite capable. Since you are willing to live, then live out the rest of your life here!"

Yuan Rui kowtowed and said, "I thank you for your kindness, Your Excellency."

When he looked up again, Lu Wujiu had disappeared without a trace.

He breathed a sigh of relief and said to himself: It’s good to be alive, it’s good to be alive, as long as you are alive there will always be a chance.

Lu Wujiu was unwilling to kill him because he must have been impressed by his abilities. He might need them someday, and that would be his chance to turn things around.

"Why are you imprisoned, sir?"

Suddenly, a curious question came from the cell next to him. Yuan Rui turned his head and saw a charming young girl curled up in the cell opposite.

"I am Yuan Rui, I wonder who the fairy is?"

"Me? You won't believe me, but I am the head of the Joy Hall—Ani."

"Master of the Joyful Hall?! Rumor has it that you...are dead?"

"I am indeed dead. Now I am nothing more than a remnant soul trapped in a cage."

"So, the fairy was killed by Lu Wujiu?"

Yuan Rui widened his eyes in shock, looking incredulous.

……

Outside the dungeon, Lu Wujiu looked at a mirror, which clearly showed the scene in the cell.

Cen Ying, standing by, took the initiative to ask, "Mr. Lu, are you planning to use the Huanxi Hall Master to obtain the refining method?"

"That's right. It would be a shame not to use such a beautiful succubus more."

Lu Wujiu said, looking at Cen Ying: "How have you been living here lately?"

Cen Ying said, "The yin energy here is rich and nourishing to the soul. I feel at ease here."

Lu Wujiu nodded and said straight to the point, "Are you willing to serve me?"

Cen Ying was startled and quickly knelt and kowtowed: "I have disturbed you at night, and this crime deserves death! I am grateful that you have spared my death sentence. If I could always be by your side, it would be a great blessing for me. From now on, I will devote my whole heart and soul to you and will never let you down."

Lu Wujiu nodded, raised his hand, and a Yin Talisman emerged.

"I appoint you as a ninth-rank underworld official, temporarily in charge of this underworld prison. From now on, cultivate yourself well. If you can reach the second rank one day, you will be promoted."

Cen Ying looked at the Yin Lu in front of her with surprise.

She didn't have time to think about it, so she quickly took the Yin Lu and kowtowed to express her gratitude.

When he looked up again, Lu Wujiu had already gone away.

She took a deep breath and looked at the Yin Lu in front of her, her eyes changing from bright to dark.

She still remembered the scene when she first met Lu Wujiu. His words and actions were like those of a casual cultivator, and he was confused and ignorant.

However, after a night of searching for the incantation in the deserted temple, she vaguely knew that Mr. Lu had a high chance of becoming an immortal.

Otherwise, the incantation will not be effective.

Now looking at the underworld around her, and even the Yin Lu in front of her, an astonishing idea grew in her mind.

——Could Mr. Lu be an immortal who slept for a hundred years or even a thousand years before successfully ascending to the immortal realm?

……

The order of appearance in life is very important, so important that the talent of one county is enough to rule the world. Lu Wujiu, who casually arranged Cen Ying to serve as the underworld prison, did not think too much about it.

He learned a lot from Li You, one of which was "better to be inadequate than to be incomplete", so he just set up a makeshift team first.

After dealing with Yuan Rui, he did not return to Lao Lu Temple immediately, but practiced Pure Yang Sword Qi in the underworld.

He cut off the paper head with a sword. If seen by the Wudang disciples, he would definitely be rated as inferior.

But even with this inferiority, Lu Wujiu still felt the power of the Pure Yang Sword Cultivator!
In the past, his means of attack relied more on magic weapons, and through the conversion of magic swords, he converted magic power into sword light.

And now, when he waved his hand, sword energy appeared. If he used a magic sword, the power would be doubled.

If combined with Wudang's special skills, the sword energy will be even more powerful!
These skills are not something that can be understood by simply reading the scriptures a few times. They require countless hours of practice.

"Just as the monsters climb the stairs, I must also climb the stairs of my own avenue step by step!"

Lu Wujiu had an idea and began to practice silently in a corner of Fengdu Luoshan.

(End of this chapter)