Rebirth as a Willow Tree, building the strongest tribe in all of eternity
Chapter 1018 - Chapter 1018 Chapter 636 The Fifth Palace Lord_2

Chapter 1018: Chapter 636: The Fifth Palace Lord_2 Chapter 1018: Chapter 636: The Fifth Palace Lord_2 What bothered Jiang Hui was the shortage of officials to maintain the operations of the Underworld of Hades.

Far too few.

One might even say pitifully few.

There was no possibility of internal appointment; officials could only appear randomly.

In total, there was just one person, and not even the one responsible for soul-reaping or guiding; in short, currently redundant.

It was for this reason

that Jiang Hui had not yet truly initiated the Netherworld Underworld.

After all, once it was initiated, if there weren’t enough staff to operate it, within the Gate of the Ghost, wandering wraiths would be everywhere.

With the six paths undistinguished and no way home, only chaos would follow chaos.

As with the initiation of the Netherworld Underworld, the path of Ghost Cultivation would emerge in the practice of cultivation.

This is unlike the powerful beings whose Primordial Spirits can fight again after death.

The latter relies on the strength of their own power, with the flesh merely being a vessel.

But the former is a true cultivation path.

Even the most ordinary elderly men could cultivate without concerns of old age, feebleness, or severe depletion of vital energy and blood.

The path of Ghost Cultivation will bring changes to the exigencies of natural talent.

The Netherworld Underworld is, to begin with, a vast world, no smaller than The Boundary Sea.

Reality exists upon the earth,

while the Underworld flows beneath the Netherworld.

With insufficient manpower, controlling it becomes unmanageable; in the real world, all manner of calamities and unnatural occurrences would arise.

Commonly known as hauntings.

Jiang Hui could certainly manage them, but that would contradict the initial purpose for which he created the Netherworld Underworld.

He did not exert such a tremendous effort to build this platform merely for his own indulgence.

He could control the operations of the Netherworld Underworld from a macro perspective, but micromanaging everything was out of the question.

The sudden turnaround was because a jet-black token with gilded edges appeared above the person’s head.

Originating from the Netherworld Underworld.

The Token was round, with edges as smooth as jade, and the center hollowed out with the carving of a fierce, green-faced figure with sharp fangs – its origin unknown, emanating a bone-chilling coldness, much more exquisite and superior than the one Old man Tu had.

The surface was embossed with gold letters that only Jiang Hui could see.

Even the lettering was of a higher grade.

Old man Tu’s had been plain black characters.

Position: King of the Fifth Office of the Four Halls

King of the Fifth Office of the Four Halls: Overseer of the Great Hell, also known as the Flaying and Blood Pool Hell.

In addition, he controls sixteen Little Hells.

Mortals who resist paying grain taxes or indulge in deceitful trade, upon entering this hell, are furthermore sentenced to suffer in the Little Hells; when their term is up, they are transferred to the Fifth Hall for review. Those still unrepentant proceed to the lower levels of Purgatory.

Under his jurisdiction are five offices – banning murder, theft, lechery, slander, and alcohol, respectively.

One of the Ten Kings of Yama, the Fourth King of Yama.

This position is unquestionably high-ranking.

Above that is Emperor Fengdu, and that’s the limit.

Perhaps only beings who have truly stepped into the Great Emperor Realm could assume such a high position.

Jiang Hui was not yet interested. Although lofty in status and wielding unimaginable authority, central to the entire Underworld of Hades,

frankly, he didn’t need such a high position right now. If he could gather a few more Kings of Yama and some like Old man Tu in charge of rewards and punishments, and finally, Ox-Head and Horse-Face and a number of Yin Soldiers, the Underworld would start operating.

Of course, not needing does not equate to not having.

Apart from essential structures like the Gate of the Ghost, Underworld Bridge, Netherworld Road, etc., if one truly wants to expand and strengthen and become an independent, vast Underworld Realm, no position can be missing, especially the highest authority.

…

Gathering his scattered thoughts, Jiang Hui strolled atop the embankment. With each step, a footprint would appear, but he would instantly erase it.

He didn’t return immediately.

After all, he had full authority over the embankment. As long as he ensured not to fall into The Boundary Sea, this place was no different to him than any other normal embankment and river.

Of course, even if he did fall, it wouldn’t matter.

This sea couldn’t bear him.

If even a thread of the golden blood flowing through his veins were to spill out, it could boil the entire vast ocean.

Proceeding along the embankment.

Jiang Hui wanted to see if Butcher and his group had found the Ultimate Ancient Land.

The number of those people was not small, and the weakest among them were at the King’s Domain, with the strongest having even reached the level of giants. If possible, naturally, all should be brought into the village. Although they had wandered The Boundary Sea for who knows how long, they hadn’t lost their sanity.

However, in the original story, both Butcher and the Lord of the Forbidden Area had reached the pinnacle of giants, just one step shy of the brilliance of a Quasi Emperor.

But even this layer of rice paper, which they had exhausted their lifeblood on, could not be successfully penetrated, even with the help of Emperor Huang Tian.

He didn’t know if under his own guidance it was possible to break the old rules.

Above a volcanic group in a land of lava and decay, Jiang Hui discovered Butcher and his party.

Compared to the first time he saw them.

The number had decreased somewhat.

Some had completely lost themselves, while others had perished on the way; the majority who bled out were at the realm of True Immortal or Quasi-Immortal King.

Such strength was naturally impressive outside, but placed in The Boundary Sea, it seemed rather inadequate. He also didn’t know why they had chosen to enter this Primitive Land.

But it was undeniable that through the process of elimination, what was washed away was the dust and vanity; those who survived were the strongest of the strong.

Butcher and the others had not found the Ultimate Ancient Land.

They followed the direction pointed out by Jiang Hui, but the journey was too far, and they were still some distance away.

Closing his eyes, the man pondered for a moment, then curved his lips into a smile after a while.

His mind stirred.

In the distance, amidst the endless ocean, a large isolated island suddenly erupted with a thunderous roar. In the unseen, it was as if an undetectable Shielding Heaven Giant Hand was carving the island, shaping it.

Then, in the blink of an eye.

The island transformed, becoming a majestic and immortal palace complex, continuous and splendid, magnificent and holy, extremely dazzling, as if it was glowing.

At the same time, a causeway branched off and came over, connecting this formerly isolated island with the main road.

“There is no secret to breaking through to become Emperor after King in the Ultimate Ancient Land, but it’s much more reliable to come to me instead,” Jiang Hui mused softly, murmuring to himself as if talking to a mosquito.

After doing all this, he scoured the isolated islands in The Boundary Sea.

The rewards were even richer.

At the very least, it was much wealthier than in the dark Heavenly Court, and most of it was left by beings from the King’s Domain. It was suitable to enrich the village treasury without devaluing it.

…

The grey fog grew more intense, surging like a sunset’s dust storm.

After tallying his gains, Jiang Hui reluctantly left the place.

He had already scavenged almost everything.

It would be difficult to get other gains in a short period of time.

…

On the way back to the King’s city, Jiang Hui saw some people converging towards Willow Sacred Land, clearly intending to join Liu Village during the time when they were recruiting disciples far and wide.

A few caused him to take a longer look,

He glanced over sideways.

A tall and burly man, like a mountain in his robustness, caught his eye.

The man had a rough appearance, holding a heavy blade like a bone-chopping knife in his hand, with divine blood boiling within him, giving off a scorching sensation.

The man looked fierce and terrible, with a hulking figure that discouraged others from approaching.

Not bad, though he didn’t know where the man had come from or if he had sneaked out from some sect.

Or take for instance a fat man who, in his physique, resembled Cao Yu Sheng.

The fat man, named Zheng De, was friendly with the Broad Sword man of the village and hailed from the ancient Deity clan, with a cultivation level of Quasi Supreme,

However, with the arrival of the Age of Doom, even though he had reached the Quasi-Supreme Realm, he still suffered great backlash. Although he still appeared well-off, his temples were frosty white, reflecting an unspeakable weariness.

By now he had actually recovered quite a bit. Back in the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths, he nearly died of old age on the spot when the Age of Doom arrived.

…

Liu Village.

It was the falling of night.

The night was tranquil and beautiful. Moonlight spilled down, enveloping the whole village in a layer of silver, as if it were wearing a mysterious veil, picturesque and poetic.

“I have asked clearly already,” Jiang Hui said outright upon returning to the village, finding the woman first.

“Hmm?” Willow God was taken aback, somewhat confused by the suddenness of it all.

“I went to The Boundary Sea and saw your true body,”

Jiang Hui gave a wry smile, belatedly realizing how abrupt his words had been, and gently explained.

“How could I deserve such an effort for you to personally make the trip!”

Upon hearing this, Willow God’s eyes immediately reddened with gratitude, speechless to express her thanks.

“Sir… what… did she say?”

After a bit of endearment, the woman finally brought up the matter at hand and asked hastily.

“Nothing much, she said the noise was indeed transmitted to you by her, but it’s not under control, so the noise doesn’t have any special meaning,”