This humble Taoist priest, Qianhe, begins his quest for immortality by slaying demons and monsters.

Chapter 130 Meeting the Ancestor of Maoshan, the Inspector of the Mortal Realm

Time goes back a few hours ago.

Maoshan.

A message from the patriarch of the underworld brought together all the elders of Maoshan to discuss the matter.

"Let's all speak. The letter from the Ancestor of the Underworld made it very clear that some positions in the Underworld in the mortal realm have become vacant."

We should let our disciples accumulate good karma in advance, so that they will be promoted one rank when they go to the underworld.

As the sect leader, I cannot directly appoint which disciples will receive a spot.

After Xuanmingzi finished speaking, the elders immediately began to discuss.

"Master, there is only one suitable spot for a bank manager among the disciples from the foot of the mountain."

Ultimately, this spot requires a disciple with meticulous wit; otherwise, it's not an act of kindness, but rather asking for trouble.

The Immortal of Longevity knew very well that his disciple, Si Mu, was not suitable for this position, so he simply stated it outright.

“Indeed, the position of bank manager requires a meticulous disciple. My idea is to choose one between Lin Fengjiao and the headmaster’s brother, Zishi Jian.”

Master Liuguang directly proposed two candidates, both of whom were acceptable to everyone.

However, they couldn't decide whether it was Lin Fengjiao or Shi Jian.

"Why not give it to my nephew Shi Jian?"

Although Lin Junmen also thought it was a good job, he decided against competing with the disciple of the headmaster, as it would hurt their relationship.

Just then, Xuanmingzi gave a bitter smile.

"No need. Shi Jian said he wouldn't take on any position in the underworld until he reaches the Foundation Establishment stage..."

So if none of you fellow disciples have any objections to this position of bank manager, then let's nominate Lin Fengjiao.

As for the inspector of the mortal realm, the patriarch of the underworld has already appointed Zhong Bai for this position, and none of you have any objections, right?"

The elders all shook their heads. Of course, they had no objections, after all, this was an inspector of the mortal realm personally appointed by the patriarch of the underworld.

They might have the authority to decide on positions like bank manager, but when it came to Zhong Bai, even Xuanmingzi, the head of the sect, felt that Zhong Bai had been completely taken over by the patriarch of the underworld.

Besides the bank tycoon and the mortal patrol messenger, several other positions that only Foundation Establishment cultivators could hold were divided up among the Maoshan elders.

After the nomination was sent to the underworld, a messenger naturally arrived at the Four Eyes Dojo as night fell.

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After entering the gates of the underworld, Zhong Bai was greeted by a world shrouded in a gray mist.

"Zhong Daozi, ahead lies the Gate of Hell, and beyond the Gate of Hell lies the Bridge of Helplessness."

Only after crossing the Bridge of Helplessness can one be teleported to the realm of King Yama and meet the Lord!

Listening to the messenger's introduction, Zhong Bai nodded. Along the way, Zhong Bai saw countless ghosts, but these ghosts dared not approach Zhong Bai's group.

Some ghostly soldiers passed by, but they all remained silent after seeing the Maoshan Fujun banner held by the ghostly soldiers at the front.

Before the Gates of Hell, Zhong Bai entered through the side gate. The central gate was filled with endless souls of the dead, while the side gate allowed underworld officials to exit on one side and enter on the other, with orderly comings and goings. Looking up at the boundless Gates of Hell, Zhong Bai was overwhelmed with indescribable shock.

After passing through the Gates of Hell, you cross the Bridge of Helplessness, which is set up in a similar way to the Gates of Hell.

The path split into three, and on the middle path, Zhong Bai saw Meng Po brewing soup...

The moment Zhong Bai looked at the other person, the other person turned around and looked at him.

For a moment, Zhong Bai felt as if his breath had stopped.

Meng Po, her body hunched over, watched Zhong Bai depart and couldn't help but chuckle softly.

"This little guy from Maoshan, tsk tsk, seems to have some special qualities. But with the secrets of heaven in such chaos, it's normal that his clone can't figure out his origins..."

Shaking her head, Meng Po continued to brew the soup.

Zhong Bai, after crossing the Bridge of Helplessness, broke out in a cold sweat.

Seeing this, the messenger tried to reassure him. "Hehe, Zhong Daozi, don't worry. It's said that Lady Meng Po is an incarnation of the goddess Houtu. I don't know about other things, but I've heard that even the Ten Kings of Hell hold Lady Meng Po in high esteem!"

"Don't laugh at me, Zhong Daozi, but back then, I was almost scared out of my wits by just one glance from Lord Maoshan. It's unbelievable that you, Zhong Daozi, could withstand even one glance from Lady Meng Po."

Zhong Bai had naturally heard the legend of Meng Po, but these were just myths, and there were no related records in the Taoist sect. As far as Zhong Bai knew, the gods of the underworld, those above the Ten Kings of Hell, were all projections of wisps of avatars from the upper realm.

It's unclear whether the real Zhong Bai is real or fake, but since the Ten Kings of Hell all respect Meng Po, it means she's not simple.

Shaking his head, Zhong Bai banished these random thoughts from his mind.

at the same time.

Renjia Town.

Lin Fengjiao had just lain down to fall asleep when, in her hazy state, she saw her soul automatically leave her body. Unlike Zhong Bai, who possessed abundant qi and blood and could go to the underworld in his physical form, Lin Fengjiao's qi, blood, and physical body were too weak, so she could only enter the underworld as a soul to take up her post.

Lin Fengjiao felt a little flustered after she felt her soul leave her body.

However, before he could return to his physical body, wisps of white mist suddenly rose in the void.

Immediately afterwards, the same gates of the underworld opened, ghostly soldiers appeared, and a messenger arrived to guide Lin Fengjiao to the underworld.

Unlike Zhong Bai, Lin Fengjiao didn't ask any other unnecessary questions, mainly because his condition didn't allow it. The Yin soldiers in front of him were all at the mid-to-late stage of the Ghost Soldier realm, and he would have a hard time dealing with just one of them, let alone the messenger who was a Ghost General.

Therefore, Lin Fengjiao had no choice but to obediently follow them to the underworld.

After crossing the Bridge of Helplessness, Zhong Bai and his group arrived at a disc covered with runes. With a flash of light, they disappeared from the spot.

Under the rule of King Chakravartin.

When Zhong Bai arrived, he felt that the yin energy in the place was even more oppressive.

Unconsciously, Zhong Bai released his own qi and blood to keep the yin energy out.

Like a pebble thrown into a calm lake, all the ghosts around Zhong Bai rushed towards him, sensing the powerful yang energy.

But when the group of ghosts arrived and saw Zhong Bai being guarded in the center by the Yin soldiers, they immediately fell silent. These were the guards of the Maoshan Lord, and how could they, a group of lonely ghosts who were not yet ready to be reincarnated, dare to offend them?

Zhong Bai's journey was very smooth, without any melodramatic ghostly obstacles.

Upon arriving at the gate of a mansion, an inscription read, "Maoshan Fujun Mansion." The inscription read, "Zhong Daozi, we have arrived. You may dismount now!"

Upon hearing this, Zhong Bai nodded and leaped off the Yin horse.

Standing in front of the Maoshan Fujun Mansion, Zhong Bai saw the messenger say a few ghostly words to the ghostly soldiers guarding the gate, and then the messenger gestured for him to enter.

After walking towards the mansion for about the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, Zhong Bai finally arrived at a large hall.

"Zhong Daozi, please sit down and wait a moment. Besides you, there is another Taoist priest from Maoshan who needs to arrive. Once everyone is here, Lord Fu will probably come to see you two."

"Understood……"

Zhong Bai nodded casually in agreement.

"In that case, I shall take my leave!"

After the messenger left, Zhong Bai looked around and had to admit that the hall was extremely luxurious.

As Zhong Bai observed, the roof beams were all made of white jade, as were the tables and chairs in front of him. Just as Zhong Bai was looking around, a maidservant came in carrying a teapot.

Yes, it's a ghost, a female ghost, but Zhong Bai could clearly sense the pure ghostly aura emanating from the maid in front of him, rather than the malevolent aura of evil spirits from the mortal realm.

"Young master, please have some tea!"

The maid came to Zhong Bai's side, poured him tea, and then stood silently to the side.

"Young master, please feel free to give any instructions if you require them."

Zhong Bai nodded, but never addressed the other person as such.

Time passed by little by little, and soon the time it takes for an incense stick to burn was over.

Just as Zhong Bai was about to get up and stretch, a messenger arrived from outside the hall with a familiar figure.

"Senior Brother Lin?"

Zhong Bai was somewhat surprised that the Maoshan disciple he was waiting for was actually Lin Fengjiao.

Seeing Zhong Bai there, Lin Fengjiao finally breathed a sigh of relief. Heaven knows that he had been thinking all the way that he might have been kidnapped, since Lin Fengjiao didn't believe that the Maoshan Patriarch would have anything to do with him.

After seeing Zhong Bai, Lin Fengjiao believed it.

"Junior Brother Qianhe! You're here too!"

Zhong Bai smiled and nodded, then looked her over. He was somewhat surprised to see that Lin Fengjiao had come in a spirit form, but then he understood when he thought of the intense Yin energy in the underworld.

"Yes, Senior Brother Lin, I originally stayed at Senior Brother Simu's dojo."

Unexpectedly, the gates of the underworld opened wide in the middle of the night, and my junior brother arrived there.

"Junior Brother Qianhe, do you know why we've come to the Underworld?"

Zhong Bai frowned and shook his head.

"Junior brother is not sure about this, but you received a message from the Ten Ancestors of the Underworld before you went down to the Underworld, so there should be no danger."

"That's good!"

After calming herself down, Lin Fengjiao sat down next to Zhong Bai.

After the standing maid came over to pour tea, Zhong Bai smiled and looked around, saying, "Senior Brother Lin, this is the residence of the Lord of Maoshan. We brothers have come here, so we have a chance to see the true face of our ancestor. We are lucky."

"You two are extremely lucky!"

No sooner had Zhong Bai finished speaking than a figure stood before them—the Ten Ancestors of Maoshan Underworld.

Zhong Bai and Lin Fengjiao were startled, but Zhong Bai had heard the voice of the Ten Ancestors before, and quickly realized that the middle-aged man in front of him was the Ten Ancestors of Maoshan Underworld who was protecting him!
"Disciple Zhong Bai pays respects to the Tenth Patriarch. May the Patriarch be blessed with ten thousand years of peace and prosperity!"

Seeing this, Lin Fengjiao followed suit.

"Disciple Lin Fengjiao pays respects to the Tenth Ancestor. May the Ancestor be blessed with ten thousand years of peace and prosperity!"

The Tenth Patriarch smiled.

"Get up, you two little ones, there's no need for such formalities. Do you know why I've summoned you here?"

Zhong Bai and Lin Fengjiao answered truthfully.

"We don't know..."

"You didn't know? It seems Xuanmingzi didn't inform you beforehand. But it doesn't matter, you two both know about the Yin duties in the mortal realm, right?"

Upon hearing this, Zhong Bai and Lin Fengjiao exchanged a glance, having already guessed what was going on.

"Tenth Ancestor, are you saying that the two of us can obtain official positions in the underworld?"

Zhong Bai was somewhat familiar with the Tenth Ancestor, so he was a little bolder, while Lin Fengjiao was very serious and waited for the Tenth Ancestor's answer.

"Not bad!"

Nodding slightly, the Tenth Ancestor then looked at Zhong Bai, "Now a batch of mortal positions in the underworld have become vacant. Maoshan has been allocated several positions, but only one is suitable for you Qi Refining disciples: a bank manager position."

After discussing it, Xuanmingzi and the others plan to give this position to you, Lin Fengjiao.

Upon hearing this, Lin Fengjiao was pleasantly surprised. So that was the reason. Yin duties in the mortal world are a good thing, especially when facing ghosts. It's like a mouse meeting a cat, a perfect match.

As for Zhong Bai, you...

This ancestor has already granted you the position of Inspector of the Mortal Realm, but you have too much murderous intent, and your karma is weighing heavily on you.

Although I don't know why it didn't affect your cultivation, the burden of karma is still a problem.

With this position, you can better accumulate merit and cleanse your karma.

Overall, it's all beneficial and harmless to you.

Upon hearing this, Zhong Bai was overjoyed.

"Hehe, Tenth Ancestor, you have a keen eye for people. I guarantee that I will not let any troublesome ghost escape when I travel in the mortal world."

Rolling his eyes, the Tenth Ancestor pointed at Lin Fengjiao and said, "Forget about you, kid. I don't think you're someone who can stay put. On the contrary, Lin Fengjiao seems to be very honest."

Zhong Bai's smile froze. No, well, Lin Fengjiao was indeed more emotionally stable than him.

"Alright, enough said. Lin Fengjiao's soul has entered the underworld and cannot stay long. Here is the bank manager's seal. Take it. I will send someone to send you out of the underworld later."

Lin Fengjiao was overjoyed as she respectfully accepted the seal with both hands.

"This disciple kowtows in gratitude to the Tenth Ancestor!"

Soon after, Lin Fengjiao left.

Zhong Bai, however, remained standing in the same spot...

"Ahem, Tenth Ancestor, Senior Brother Lin has already obtained the seal and left, so what about this disciple?"

As soon as Zhong Bai finished speaking, the Tenth Patriarch of Maoshan stared at him and laughed, "You're not a soul that's entered the underworld. With your strength of qi and blood, you could stay in the underworld for three days and three nights without any problem. What? You don't want to talk to this patriarch?"

amount……

Zhong Bai was taken aback.

"Zhong Bai dares not..."

"Pah! You smooth talker, what are you afraid of? I heard that you kept staring at Lady Meng Po on the Bridge of Helplessness, and you were so scared by her glance that you broke out in a sweat."

You've got some nerve, kid. Do you even know what Meng Po (the goddess of forgetfulness) means?
"Forget it, it's like casting pearls before swine. Luckily, Lady Meng Po didn't blame you for your rudeness, otherwise even the other patriarchs of Maoshan wouldn't have been able to protect you."

Upon hearing how serious the situation was, Zhong Bai turned pale.

"Tenth Ancestor, Disciple..."

"Needless to say, I understand. You didn't do it on purpose, but just be more careful in the future."

Actually, I didn't need to come see you at all; I could have just dragged over any Nascent Soul disciple from Maoshan. But I want to talk to you...

So I came here in person!

Upon hearing this, Zhong Bai was completely dumbfounded.

"Inspector of the Mortal Realm" sounds like an official title, right?
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