Since you’ve already said so, Qiu Jiayu can only keep quiet, letting you hold her and run swiftly across the black earth. It’s unknown how long you’ve been running, but when you no longer sense the presence of the Undead, you discover a long river not far ahead. Where there’s a river, there are people—that’s an eternal truth. When you reach the riverbank, you find a wooden house. An old man is sitting in front of the house, looking at you and Qiu Jiayu with a peaceful expression.
"Old man, where is this place?" you ask the old man with a smile.
"This is the River Zimu, young man. You aren’t planning to cross it, are you?"
"Do you know where His Highness, the Ghost King’s palace is?" You don’t intend to hide anything, nor is there a need to.
"You’re going to the Ghost King’s palace? What are you doing there?" The old man shows a sowhat unfriendly expression.
"I’m His Highness, the Ghost King’s left forward, and I have urgent business to et him." You quickly change your way of addressing the Ghost King.
"How co I’ve never seen you before?"
You exhale and say, "You’ll know once you see this."
You extend your right hand, and a fierce fla suddenly ignites on your palm. The color of the fla isn’t red, but purple!
Purple represents nobility and power in the Netherworld. As soon as the old man sees the purple fla in your hand, he imdiately kneels before you, almost bowing his head, saying, "I should be punished for not recognizing you..."
"Save the nonsense and quickly tell how I can find His Highness, the Ghost King."
"You just need to follow the River Zimu northwards."
"Thank you." Holding Qiu Jiayu, you imdiately turn in the direction indicated by the old man and rush off. In just a second, you’re out of the old man’s sight.
"My injury is healed, you can put down." On the way, Qiu Jiayu insists on getting down, but you’re adamant. anwhile, a large group of cavalry ard in black armour appears ahead of you, with a petite figure leading them.
"Brother Mu Yun!"
From afar, i Ye’s clear voice can be heard. She’s the first to fly toward you, but stops in mid-air, looking at Qiu Jiayu in your arms with resentnt in her eyes.
"Brother Mu Yun, who is she?" i Ye is naturally a jealous person. It’s only been a few days since you’ve last t, and her jealousy flares up again.
"She’s my friend, injured and unable to walk."
"That’s easily solved. We have skilled doctors here, you know." i Ye giggles, and two won clad in black capes appear at i Ye’s sides. i Ye points to Qiu Jiayu in your arms and says, "This elder sister is injured, take her for treatnt."
"Yes."
The two doctors take Qiu Jiayu away with no objection from you. Looking around, you ask, "Where are my four subordinates?"
"They’re in the main hall. My dad can’t leave the Ghost King’s Palace, so it’s up to this little soldier to welco you." i Ye holds your arm and says, "Brother Mu Yun, I thought you’d take much longer to co. I didn’t expect you to arrive so soon."
"Let’s move quickly, and we’ll talk about everything when I see your dad."
"Ah, ah, really, I wanted to spend more ti with you."
So under i Ye’s guidance, you enter the Dark Ghost City, comparable in size to Xuanyuan City. According to i Ye, the city is the capital of the Ghost King, ho to over seven million ordinary Netherworld citizens and six hundred thousand Ghost King soldiers. Among the three kings of the Netherworld, Xing Tian has 530,000 troops, Chiyou has 650,000 troops, and the Ghost King holds the center.
Your arrival attracts the gaze of the city’s populace as i Ye points to a distant towering castle and smiles at you: "Brother Mu Yun, that’s my dad’s castle."
As you glance over, you find the Ghost King Castle much larger than you imagined, sitting on a hill with five walls increasing in height and security from outside to inside. More astonishingly, a considerable host of flying creatures circle above the castle. They are neither Bone Dragons nor Ghost Dragons but a creature you have never seen before—Terror Beasts, level 99, one of the most primitive monsters in the Netherworld, rulers of the skies.
Of course, you haven’t forgotten your purpose for coming—seeking advice from the Ghost King on how to thwart Ling Dijie’s plot, and for everything else, you’ll discuss after eting the Ghost King.
You and i Ye enter the Ghost King’s castle, eting the Ghost King in a grand and magnificent hall. The Ghost King is not a ghost nor a mysterious figure clad in black that exudes a sinister aura—quite the opposite, the Ghost King is a handso middle-aged man.
"I welco you on behalf of millions of people, my child." The Ghost King speaks quite bluntly, clearly indicating he has accepted you and is willing to entrust i Ye’s lifelong happiness to you.
You, however, have no such intention and respectfully salute: "Honorable Ghost King, it is my honor to et you."
After exchanging polite remarks, the Ghost King lets your four subordinates appear and presents each with a generous gift.
In reality, the Ghost King is a very successful businessman, while in the ga, he is a dominating figure in his realm. But when facing you, he does not flaunt any arrogance, instead smiling kindly at you, as if you are already his son-in-law: "I naturally know the purpose of your visit, but before discussing it, I must settle my daughter’s lifelong affair first."
"Please, go ahead." You say with so hesitation.
"Actually, I shouldn’t interfere in your affairs, as you both have your own thoughts. But I will never let my precious daughter suffer any grievance, and you must be clear about this. Tell , how many won do you have around you right now, how many do you love, and how many do you truly want?"
"Whatever fate decides." You reply indifferently.
You can’t ntion that you hail from outside the ga and brought several wives in, particularly given that due to special circumstances, you can’t differentiate which wife is yours.
"I want you to answer clearly." The Ghost King’s tone becos sowhat harsh.
Realizing you must not ruin things, you slowly exhale and say, "I cannot prevent others from loving . What I can do is ensure those around find happiness, and beyond that, I’ve co to terms that all things are fleeting—regardless of how much money or power you possess, in the twilight of life, you will inevitably turn to dust."
"I want a clear answer from you."
You suddenly pause, slowly lower and then raise your head again, saying to the Ghost King: "I don’t belong to this world, so I’m not bound by any of its laws. It seems the marriage laws here are ineffective on , right?"
"Good, that’s the sentence I was waiting for!" The Ghost King claps his hands and enthusiastically shouts, "From today onwards, you shall be my future son-in-law. I now entrust my daughter to you. But rember, if you dare to neglect or mistreat her, I will not spare you lightly."
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