Book 8: Chapter 13: Great Fame

From the moment this man knelt down, Bai Qiuran knew what he wanted to do.

Therefore, Bai Qiuran decisively rejected him. If the power of cultivators appeared on the mortal battlefield, it was indeed the power that could be invincible, but was not constrained. On the contrary, it was the most dangerous thing.

To put it simply, you couldn’t put high-level characters in the novice village to run wild.

Seeing this man’s eyes full of ambition, Bai Qiuran didn’t believe that he could control his desires after learning.

At that time, Bai Qiuran would have to clean up, and even if this person unified the world, once he died, Fusang was bound to be in chaos again.

He didn’t bother to wipe the ass for this man.

Ignoring these two people whose names he didn’t even know, Bai Qiuran and Jiang Lan returned to Kyoto under the rain, and found an inn-like lodging house in Kyoto.

That powerful ghost swallowed all the living people who went to the village. Its abilities were already top-notch among wild ghosts, and its origins were definitely not unusual.

Jiang Lan was very guilty, but Bai Qiuran would definitely not blame her. Originally, it was the ghost who threatened her first and wanted to devour her soul, and Jiang Lan shot it away. Even if it was in accordance with the laws of the world, Jiang Lan could only be regarded as a legitimate defense.

Bai Qiuran and Jiang Lan decidedto take a rest in Kyoto for one night, and then they would care about problems the next day.

As a result, the two woke up the next morning. While Bai Qiuran was still combing Jiang Lan’s hair, he heard people screaming outside.

“what happened again?”

Bai Qiuran handed the comb to Jiang Lan, then walked quickly to the window and opened the window to look out. Several people had heard the screams. They ran out of the house and ran to the right from the corner of the street where the screams came from.

“Where is it over there?”

Bai Qiuran asked.

“Over there is the biggest tourist attraction in Kyoto.”

Jiang Lan replied:

“Put it simply, it’s the same place as the Pleasure Realm of Xiangxue’s sect.”

“Oh, a brothel, right?”

Bai Qiuran said to Jiang Lan:

“Lan, I’ll go out and have a look.”

He turned directly out of the window, and Wise Immortal, who was placed outside the house, flew out with him erraticly, hung himself on his belt. Bai Qiuran then gently jumped to the top of the house to the place where the incident happened.

The deceased was a man, but without his head, people covered his bloody neck with white cloth, then lifted it out on a straw mat and put it on the ground.

Bai Qiuran felt a gloomy air from this man again. At this time, it was still dark. He looked at the store condescendingly, and suddenly found that in a dark corner on the second floor of the store, a person was hiding. That was a gorgeous oiran. Her face was pale and bloodless, and her lips were red as blood. Half of her face was hiding behind the wall and peering out of the wall. When Bai Qiuran looked over, their eyes met.

Bai Qiuran felt that it should not be human.

Sure enough, in the blink of an eye, the woman dressed as an oiran disappeared.

“Wise Immortal, did you see it?”

“Ah, it’s a ghost again.”

Wise Immortal sighed:

“It seems that something has really gone wrong in the Underworld.”

Seeing this situation, Bai Qiuran decisively returned to the dormitory.

Jiang Lan had finished freshening up, and when she saw Bai Qiuran coming back, she asked:

“what’s happenin?”

“There may be something wrong in the Underworld.”

As Bai Qiuran said, he used the magic trick of summoning ghosts.

“I’ll call a ghost to ask.”

Originally, he might not be so concerned about the affairs of the Underworld, but he has just returned from the era of gods, and the time of creating the Underworld was still vivid, thus Bai Qiuran couldn’t stay aside.

Bai Qiuran first called Xue Ling, an old acquaintance, but Xue Ling didn’t respond to his call, so Bai Qiuran changed the method to change the target of the call to the ghost of the whole Underworld.

The next moment, someone finally responded to his call. This time, there was the sound of clanging copper gongs in the void. A male ghost dressed in plain, having a pale face and holding copper gongs and paper lanterns in his hands walked out, frowning displeased:

“Who is calling the Soul Taker?”

I didn’t know this one…

Bai Qiuran thought, arched his hands and said:

“it’s me.”

The Soul Taker looked at Bai Qiuran up and down, and said:

“The cultivator in the Qi-Refining stage…Your life will be exhausted. Get ready for the funeral.”

Bai Qiuran was a little displeased, but Jiang Lan was looking at him from the sidelines, so it was not easy to have a seizure.

After talking about this bad news, the Soul Taker asked:

“Well, why do you call me?”

“There are horrible ghosts in the room next to you.”

Bai Qiuran pointed and said.

The Soul Taker frowned and glanced, then sighed:

“Are you here again? I’ll come as soon as I go.”

He shook the chain and walked out through the wall. After a minute or two, the escort came back again with a vicious female ghost dressed as a hibiscus oiran tied to the chain.

“This merit will be remembered for you.”

The Soul Taker said to Bai Qiuran.

“Thanks a lot.”

Bai Qiuran arched his hands, and then asked tentatively:

“Is there something going on in this Underworld recently? To be honest, this is not the first time my wife and I have seen such a ghost.”

“It’s nothing, just Ashuras’s daily rebellion.”

The Soul Taker replied:

“Mortals shouldn’t ask too much about the Underworld. That’s it. I’m very busy. I’ll go back first… By the way, what’s your name?”

“My name is Bai Qiuran.”

Bai Qiuran replied.

“Bai Qiuran, Bai Qiuran…”

This Soul Taker turned over the small copy of Book of Life and Death he carried.

“Why does this name sound so familiar? Huh? Your name is not on the Book of Life and Death.”

The Soul Taker looked at Bai Qiuran’s face, frowned and thought about it for a moment, then suddenly said in surprise:

“It’s you! The future ghost emperor!”

“What future ghost emperor?”

Bai Qiuran said displeased:

“I won’t be a ghost emperor.”

What did Bai Li do for me? It’s really too much to clean up.

He thought in his mind.

The Soul Taker took a step back, put on a defensive posture, and said tremblingly:

“Do you know how to beat Soul Takers? I heard that you have a hobby of beating us.”

“I will not.”

Jiang Lan opened her mouth to defend Bai Qiuran. As an immortal, of course, she could also see Soul Takers with the naked eye.

“Qiu Ran did it before because you attacked him first.”

“Huh? Can you see me too?”

Because of Bai Qiuran’s lessons learned, Soul Taker’s attitude was a little cautious this time, he arched his hand to Jiang Lan:

“Dare to ask the girl…”

“Fusang Immortal Palace, Jiang Lan.”

Jiang Lan was polite to this bad servant.

“Hiss… Empress Fusang.”

Soul Taker took a step back, and then bowed deeply to Jiang Lan.

“Seeing you today, it’s the most fortunate of my three lives.”

“Don’t be polite.”

Jiang Lan waved her hand and smiled:

“If you are busy, please go back first. I and my husband will not delay you.”

Soul Taker retired in a haunting manner, used the power bestowed by Heaven to pass through the void, and walked towards the Underworld.

“Something is not right……”

Halfway through, he suddenly reacted.

“Isn’t Empress Fusang the teacher of the Immortal Emperor, the wife of the Immortal Ancestor? Why is she so close to the sinner of the Underworld, the future ghost emperor, and she claims to be [I and my husband], can it be said…”

Thinking of some possibilities, Soul Taker’s face suddenly became very frightened, he subconsciously touched his heart that had stopped beating long ago, and muttered:

“Fortunately, I’m already dead. Maybe in the Underworld, there are quick-acting heart-saving pills…”