Urban Undying Lord
Chapter 162 - 162 162 Xia Qingzhu's Invitation

162: Chapter 162: Xia Qingzhu’s Invitation 162: Chapter 162: Xia Qingzhu’s Invitation In Qingyun Small House, the antique grace of the pavilion was abundant.

A stone table, a pot of clear tea, Ye Xuan’s face was tranquil as he lightly sipped the tea, a sense of leisurely contentment within him.

Immortal Extinguishing, a legend of an era, quietly gazed at Ye Xuan, a complex mix of emotions occasionally flickering in his eyes.

“Brother Ye, I…” Immortal Extinguishing started to speak but hesitated.

Ye Xuan smiled faintly and said, “You want me to teach you the methods of Immortal Cultivation.”

“Please grant me this favor, Brother Ye.” Immortal Extinguishing rose and bowed respectfully, his expression very earnest.

Ye Xuan smiled slightly and looked deeply into Immortal Extinguishing’s eyes as he said, “Join my Netherworld as a servant for a hundred years, are you willing?”

“Brother Ye, could we perhaps consider a different condition?”

Immortal Extinguishing was no fool, but a person of extreme intelligence.

He knew that coming to ask Ye Xuan today meant that conditions would be laid out, but this particular condition made it difficult for him.

Ye Xuan slowly shook his head, his voice low as he stated, “If you are willing to stay in the Netherworld, you may catch a glimpse of the eternal path of the Immortals.

If you are unwilling, then leave this place.”

Immortal Extinguishing’s lifelong obsession was the martial arts, for the so-called eternal Immortal Dao.

Now the opportunity lay before him.

How could he let it go?

“I agree to your terms.”

In just a few breaths, Immortal Extinguishing made his decision.

Clearly, he could not resist the lure of the eternal Immortal Dao, and he did not wish to.

A hundred years of servitude seemed long, but to step onto the path of Cultivation, it was a bargain for Immortal Extinguishing.

“In fact, the so-called method of Immortal Cultivation is useless in this world.

This Jade Scroll contains the technique to refine blood energy.

Only by absorbing enough blood energy to replace Spiritual Energy can your path in the Martial Arts be substantially elevated.” A Jade Scroll was tossed to Immortal Extinguishing, who quickly caught it, his eyes revealing an excited gleam.

“From now on, you will be the Vice Mansion Master of the Netherworld.

If I am not in the Netherworld, you will make all decisions.” Ye Xuan silently glanced at Immortal Extinguishing and started heading towards the house.

…

In the Western realm, a mysterious place where a black hall stood tall.

Within the black hall.

A blood-colored altar, a flag with a waning moon, matrices intricately interwoven—Sword Saint, drenched in blood, screamed in agony within the array, the ghastly blood glow enshrouding her body, and terrifying fangs protruding from her mouth.

“Ye Xuan, you slaughtered my entire family.

Even if I become a malevolent spirit of Hell, I will eat your flesh and drink your blood,” cried out Sword Saint, her ferocious visage trembling the soul.

Cloaked in a purple-golden black robe and seated upon the White Bone Throne, a person looked towards Sword Saint through eyes masked in shadow, their ambiguous voice slowly arising.

“Asura’s secret technique, Ten Thousand Ghosts Devouring Body.

When you master this technique, it will be time for you to seek revenge against Ye Xuan.”

On both sides of the hall, tens of thousands of people cloaked in black robes knelt on the ground, a great surge of blood glow blossoming around them, causing even the space itself to tremble slightly.

“Moon God!”

A roar like a tidal wave echoed, shaking the void as the tens of thousands in black robes shouted, the one known as the ‘Moon God’, rising from the White Bone Throne, gazing at the remaining moon in the Heavenly Vault, eyes burning with even more intense obscure light.

“Not much longer, not much longer at all.

Give this deity a bit more time, and I will be able to return to my peak, tread the celestial path to heaven once more, and even return to the Earth Immortal Realm,” murmured Moon God, their eyes hidden by the purple-golden black robe emitting an unimaginable blood light.

…

In Jiangnan City, Qingyun Small House.

Tap, tap, tap!

Ye Xuan’s fingers rhythmically knocked on the desk, producing a beat-filled sound.

Mantou bowed his body to one side, his face showing extreme shame.

Evidently, his first time executing a task entrusted to him by Ye Xuan had ended in failure, which made it difficult for him to face Ye Xuan.

“I implore the Netherworld Lord to bestow punishment,” Mantou pleaded as he prostrated himself.

“You are not to blame for this matter.

Rise,” Ye Xuan said calmly.

Looking at Ye Xuan’s composed face, the chubby man inquired, “Sir, could it be that you know who saved Sword Saint Xesis?”

Regrettably, Ye Xuan did not answer the chubby man’s question.

Instead, a cruel smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and a hint of blood flickered through his eyes.

“Tell the Immortal Extinguishing Warrior to lead the members of the Netherworld to the Western region and find Sword Saint Xesis’ whereabouts for me,” Ye Xuan commanded.

“Your subordinate obeys,” the chubby man accepted the order and departed.

“The rest of you may withdraw as well.”

As Ye Xuan dismissed the others, he leaned back on the sofa, his expression gradually growing darker, for he knew that these Immortal souls were finally going to take action.

“Interesting.

Let’s see how much your cultivation has recovered after lying dormant for a year,” Ye Xuan remarked with an icy laugh, as a glint of murderous intent flashed across his eyes.

“Sir, here is a letter for you,” Zhuo Junting said, quickening her pace to approach Ye Xuan while he was deep in thought, and presented an envelope to him.

“Hmm?”

Ye Xuan’s brows furrowed as he casually opened the envelope and glanced at the content of the letter.

After more than a dozen breaths, his expression slowly became more solemn, his thoughts inscrutable.

“Is it her?” Ye Xuan murmured to himself.

…

In Jiangnan City, inside an ordinary coffee shop.

Xia Qingzhu lightly furrowed her brows, absently stirring the coffee in her cup with a soup spoon.

By her side sat a lovely young girl, occasionally whispering something to Xia Qingzhu.

The arrival of these two stunningly beautiful women immediately turned them into a dazzling sight within the coffee shop, causing countless men’s gazes to fixate on them.

Some sneaked peek glances at the two, prompting their girlfriends to pinch them hard in a show of displeasure.

“Will he really come?” the young girl asked in doubt.

Xia Qingzhu bit her lip thoughtfully and with a lost expression, she said, “This place holds memories of him and me.

If he still cherishes the old affection, he will definitely come.”

Suddenly, the cafe’s door swung open, and a tall figure entered, slowly making his way toward Xia Qingzhu.

“Ye…

Ye Xuan.” When Ye Xuan came into sight, Xia Qingzhu bit down on her lips, and even her voice trembled slightly.

Calm as a still lake, silent as the void.

Not until Ye Xuan sat opposite Xia Qingzhu did his gaze towards her show any fluctuation, as if he were looking at a stranger.

“What do you need from me?” Ye Xuan asked calmly.

Centuries in a glance, an instant of blooming beauty.

The same place, the same person, but at this moment, Xia Qingzhu helplessly realized that everything had changed.

The man before her was no longer the young man of his youth, and the look he gave her held none of the love from before.

“Do you…

really dislike me?” Xia Qingzhu asked, her eyes downcast.

“If you have come merely to reminisce, I don’t see the necessity,” Ye Xuan said evenly.