Above the Great Dao
Chapter 726 - 322 Red-haired Ghost_2

Chapter 726: Chapter 322 Red-haired Ghost_2

Chen Shi praised: "You know so much, why do you work in someone else’s Yuan Chen Palace?"

The little Yaksha said sadly: "If I don’t work, how can I survive?"

Its demeanor was desolate: "The money on the Treasure Tree can only be picked by the master, we can’t pick it, we can only earn money by working."

Chen Shi opened the palace door and walked out, smiling: "Since I’ve come to the Immortal City, how can I not go take a look?"

The boat aunt and the Black Pot followed.

The little Yaksha dared not go out, fearing being caught by the Three Corpse Gods, and it had no money for indulgence.

Chen Shi came to the Treasure Tree, picked off more than half of the money from his own Treasure Tree, and went back to stuff it to the little Yaksha, saying: "You guided me, I have no way to repay you, so I’ll give you this money, wishing you to grow up soon."

The little Yaksha quickly bowed in thanks.

It dared not leave and returned to the Divine Court, shutting the door.

The boat aunt looked solemn, saying: "Master Top Scorer, since this is your first time in the Immortal City, you don’t know the rules here. Later, follow me and don’t wander around. There are many rules in the Immortal City, and it’s very easy to violate them. We’ll familiarize ourselves with the geography first, and tomorrow morning, without the Three Corpse Gods causing trouble, I’ll take you to find your mother’s Yuan Chen Palace!"

Chen Shi nodded.

Two Yakshas and a dog walked out of the Yuan Chen Palace, and only then did Chen Shi notice the chains extending in all directions from his Yuan Chen Palace.

The place was far from other Yuan Chen Palaces, requiring a distance to reach them.

"Back in the day, we father and daughter suppressed the master here."

The boat aunt reminisced about the past, saying, "At that time, we father and daughter had great power and were very majestic. After you were saved, we had to flee."

She sighed.

He and the boat aunt were both in the form of great Yakshas, ghostly figures, not drawing much attention as they walked on the celestial street of the Immortal City.

The night in the Immortal City was bustling with people and ghosts, bustling with excitement, filled with handsome men and beautiful women, bright lights and green wine, indulgence everywhere.

Walking along the celestial street, besides the Yuan Chen Palaces on both sides, there were also brothels, restaurants, and gambling houses operated by ghosts and monsters, and in the sky, there were long rivers with decorated boats, filled with indulgence as well.

"Make way, make way!"

Some ghosts were racing on the celestial street, shouting loudly. The boat aunt led Chen Shi aside to avoid being hit.

On both sides of the road, many ghosts held trays for others to place bets, and the betting money was all paper money with Incense Fire Qi.

The horse wasn’t an ordinary horse, but an underworld variant, with sharp fangs and claws for hooves, galloping like the wind.

Suddenly, with a loud boom, the knight on the ghost horse collided with a little Yaksha who was pushed to the center of the celestial street, causing the little Yaksha’s body to dismember, the ghost horse to tumble and roll, and the knight to be killed instantly, causing the surrounding ghosts to laugh aloud.

And although the knight died, it seemed still alive; just moments ago a vibrant ghost, now turning black and white, wooden and dull, likely transformed from a ghost into a Niu, unconsciously so.

Chen Shi saw the nearby Yuan Chen Palace gradually darkening, the path leading to it becoming transparent; it seemed the deceased was the owner of that Yuan Chen Palace.

He followed the boat aunt, passing through these ghosts, seeing racers, those gambling with their lives, singers, dancers, sword swallowers, fire breathers, spell performers, lamb roasters and ox slaughterers, even those failing the guillotine’s head-chopping performance, truly bustling with activity.

Moments ago in the Yuan Chen Palace, one could never have imagined the outside to be so lively!

Many horse-faced little ghosts carried sedan chairs, briskly passing by him, with the host families sitting inside, hugging women, surrounded on all sides, joyously.

Chen Shi looked at these horse-faced little ghosts, then at the boat aunt.

The boat aunt said calmly: "We used to earn pocket money like this when we were young. Just making a living. But back then, I never met a benefactor as kind as Master Top Scorer."

Chen Shi inquired: "Is it tiring?"

"Of course, it’s tiring. Half of the horse-faces carrying sedan chairs with me died from exhaustion in a year."

Chen Shi stopped, seeing a group of Bull Head little ghosts cleaning the celestial street, tidying it up neatly.

These Bull Head little ghosts were diligent and nimble.

There were also some Bull Head little ghosts dedicated to carrying people, letting others ride on their necks, grabbing the horns, and running wildly on the street.

The entire Immortal City was immersed in a haze of paper and gold. In the restaurants and hotels, a variety of exquisite dishes and flowing banquets satisfied the guests with an endless appetite.

The sound of silk and bamboo, songs and dances arose, beauties and fine young men taking turns on stage, dazzling to the eyes.

The Immortal City seemed like a city of desire, filled with an immensely joyful atmosphere.

"Why is this place called the Immortal City?" Chen Shi asked.

The Boat Lady said: "Living here, drifting aimlessly, is much more pleasant than in the mortal world. For mortals, their world is bitter; here, of course, is an Immortal City."

Chen Shi pondered for a moment and nodded lightly.

As they walked, people constantly died; some died drunk in a paper money dream, while other ghost monsters walking along would suddenly fade into black and white, likely forgotten to death.

The ghost monsters in the Immortal City formed a vast industry, finding ways to earn paper money from the masters of Yuan Chen Palace, with the Three Corpse Gods as their best helpers.

However, in the eyes of these masters of Yuan Chen Palace, those brothels and taverns truly exist, the handsome men and beautiful women are flesh and blood, but in Chen Shi’s eyes, these buildings are merely paper-made houses, the alluring singing and dancing girls in the brothels are nothing more than paper-pasted paper figures.

Having died and returned to life, his eyes could see ghosts and gods, and he could see through the truth beneath the prosperity.

"Oh, are there Heaven Listeners here too?"

Suddenly, Chen Shi noticed a Heaven Listener hanging upside down from a nearby building, tilting its head to listen while writing and drawing.

He felt a stir in his heart: "Have the powers of the Heaven Listeners penetrated the underworld?"

Just as he thought about this, he suddenly saw a colossal ghost god bowing as it walked past on the celestial street, causing many ghost monsters to shy away.

The ghost monster stood six or seven zhang tall, with a head of red hair flying upward, and its two giant eyeballs bulging as if about to leap from their sockets.

"Red-haired Ghost? The Young Master who deceived Xiang Tianyu into entering the Buddhist Hell had a Red-haired Ghost beside him!"

Chen Shi’s heart skipped a beat, and he immediately chased after the Red-haired Ghost.

The Boat Lady hurriedly chased after, speaking quickly: "Top scorer lord, time is running out! The Three Corpse Gods are returning!"

Chen Shi turned a deaf ear, sprinting swiftly, closely following the Red-haired Ghost.

The Red-haired Ghost, with its massive body, took a step, and he had to run four or five steps to keep up.

The Red-haired Ghost traversed the Heavenly Tribulation, whose form was not fixed, with countless streets intersecting up and down, left and right; without familiarity with the place, it was impossible to find a way back!

The Boat Lady was secretly anxious; they had only an hour, and even if they turned back now, it would likely be too late.

The Red-haired Ghost walked through the complex celestial street and arrived at a courtyard, pushing the door open to enter.

Chen Shi stood still outside the courtyard.

The Boat Lady caught up and complained, "Now we can’t make it back in time, we’ll surely be caught by your Three Corpse Gods and forced to indulge!"

Chen Shi assessed the courtyard and suddenly said, "Is this a Yuan Chen Palace?"

The Boat Lady was slightly startled, glanced around, and nodded, "It’s a Yuan Chen Palace. However, that Red-haired Ghost is very dangerous, with extremely formidable strength!"

"Master, caught you!"

Chen Shi’s Three Corpse Gods appeared, cornering them, lifting Chen Shi, and laughing, "Master, we’re taking you to enjoy yourself!"

Chen Shi quickly said, "I have two friends!"

The Lower Corpse God Peng Ju, Peng Zhi, and Peng Jue paused and looked back at the Boat Lady and Black Pot.

The Boat Lady and Black Pot sensed something was amiss, attempted to escape, but were also captured by the Three Corpse Gods.

After a moment, the two humans and a dog sat in a brothel, with mesmerizing music in their ears, surrounded by gracefully posturing female Yaksha and well-built male Yaksha dancing around Chen Shi and the scowling Boat Lady.

Two female Yaksha crawled onto the table in front of Chen Shi, sensuously posing and crawling.

Black Pot eyed the fine wine before it, also scowling.

It sat flanked by two female dogs, frequently urging it to drink.

The Three Corpse Gods watched them, with a triumphant look, huddling together and chuckling sinisterly.

"Attack his weak point, and he’ll surely capitulate!" the Lower Corpse God Peng Jue whispered.

"Once he’s dead, the estate will be ours!" the Upper Corpse God Peng Ju laughed.

The Boat Lady crushed the cup in her hand, was this how Chen Shi’s Three Corpse Gods attacked their weakness?

Even with different species, how could they attack?

Chen Shi rested his chin on his hand, ignoring the posturing female Yaksha, suddenly clapping his hands heavily and said, "This Young Master’s Yuan Chen Palace has been maintained until now, for at least thirty years! His status in the underworld is extraordinary! But he, he should be a living person! A living person with an unusual status in the underworld, could he be another Yin Commander?"

The Boat Lady said, "Top scorer lord, your mother’s Yuan Chen Palace is near that courtyard. That Red-haired Ghost led a group to chase us last time."