Chapter 929: Chapter 927: The Vastness of Fengdu
In the front, stood a towering figure; Lord Miao had arrived.
Lǚ Bù landed and shouted furiously, "Miao Yunhai."
Miao Yunhai said blandly, "I bring the command of the lord."
Lǚ Bù was extremely irritated; he was also a Myriarch, but Miao Yunhai was merely a subordinate of General Nanweng Wafu.
Lǚ Bù raged, "Miao Yunhai, don’t think just because you’re under the protection of the lord, I won’t dare to deal with you. Get lost."
Miao Yunhai sneered. Although his rank indeed did not match Lǚ Bù’s, he served under General Nanweng Wafu, both were Myriarchs, yet their statuses were worlds apart.
Miao Yunhai didn’t even look at him, taking out a token. Upon seeing the token, all Netherworld Soldiers knelt on one knee, as did the Ghost Cultivators.
Miao Yunhai announced, "By the command of Sir Nanweng, Chu Hao has achieved merit in the Manggu Battlefield, hereby appointed as Centurion."
The generals buzzed with noise.
Centurion!
However, Chu Hao annihilated an army of 100,000 Corpse Monsters; a Centurion rank was indeed fitting for his achievements.
The issue was, Chu Hao was not from the Yin Realm!
Lǚ Bù fumed. Elder Nan repeatedly shielded the other side; now, they were appointing a living person as Centurion. This was simply a slap in the face.
Chu Hao blinked his eyes; Lord Miao was too delightful, coming again to appoint him to a position.
Chu Hao went down on one knee and said, "Thank you, my lord."
The External Envoy’s token, replaced with the Centurion, the color of this token was purple; its significance unknown.
Lord Miao smiled and said, "Go to the Forgotten Bamboo Forest, the lord wishes to see you."
This Myriarch, finally wanted to meet him.
Lord Miao departed, seemingly unafraid that Lǚ Bù would strike against Chu Hao.
White Impermanence looked excitedly, coming over and patting Chu Hao’s shoulder, said, "Brother, you’ve hit big."
Chu Hao said, "It’s just a Centurion, not as high as Brother Bai’s rank."
White Impermanence was speechless, yet kept smiling: "Do you know what this means? From now on, in the Yin Cao Netherworld, you hold substantial office. Moreover, your Centurion’s token is purple, capable of commanding nine hundred Netherworld Soldiers."
Chu Hao was pleasantly surprised; commanding nine hundred Netherworld Soldiers!
White Impermanence smiled, "With your strength, earning Centurion isn’t surprising. Do well; even Chiliarch isn’t just a dream."
"Thanks to Brother Bai’s reminders," Chu Hao said modestly.
White Impermanence chuckled, feeling Chu Hao gave him too much respect.
"Ha ha... Brother, joking aside, aren’t we buddies? This is no big deal," White Impermanence draped his arm around Chu Hao’s shoulders, in a manner of an old tie brother.
At this moment, a woman approached, with peach blossom eyes, dressed in pink Hanfu, saying, "Sir, my miss would like to invite you for dinner."
Chu Hao asked, "Your miss, who is it?"
"Qiu Muhuan," the woman replied.
Qiu Muhuan, a celebrity in the underworld?
Click click... Brother Hao’s charm, even underworld starlets are bewildered and entranced?
Chu Hao replied, "Okay."
Suddenly, Chu Hao felt a chill on his back. Turning around, he saw the previously shoulder-linked White Impermanence gazing at him with resentment.
Almost forgotten, this one was the number one fan of Qiu Muhuan; he’s about to dine with his goddess, how could he stay calm?
Not only White Impermanence, other Netherworld Soldiers also wore faces of resentment.
Wishing to murder Chu Hao, to take his place.
White Impermanence’s pupils were somewhat frightening. Brotherly moments ago, now his expression changed, and said, "Brother, you’re not being fair, why isn’t it me dining with the goddess."
Chu Hao patted his shoulder, "Brother, don’t be like that! I’m from the Yang Realm; have I cared about female ghosts or anything?"
White Impermanence thought it through and agreed.
Chu Hao turned aside, muttering, "Having a female ghost wife waiting for me in the underworld isn’t a bad option."
"Ding... Host struck a pretentious blow, White Impermanence received one million impact damage, obtaining 7000 Pretentiousness Points."
"Ah!!! I’ll fight you."
Lǚ Bù gritted his teeth, yet ultimately didn’t act, turned and left. His murderous intention was intensely felt.
White Impermanence shot a sidelong glance at Lǚ Bù’s departure, said, "Brother, be careful of this guy, his strength belongs to the top-tier Ghost Asura."
Chu Hao disdainfully, not afraid of him!
...
Returning to Fengdu, White Impermanence escorted Chu Hao to the Forgotten Bamboo Forest.
Along the way, White Impermanence said, "Fengdu isn’t entirely built; mountains and rivers occupy considerable space. Fengdu constructions fill nearly thirty percent, while the landscape covers about seventy percent."
Chu Hao was shocked, "So much?"
White Impermanence slightly nodded, "Don’t underestimate the wilderness of Fengdu; many underworld experts reside in solitude there. Further in, exist Hell Beasts; general ghosts dare not approach, even I can’t enter recklessly."
Chu Hao curiously asked, "Isn’t Fengdu the center of the underworld city? Logically, it should be very safe."
White Impermanence shook his head, "Fengdu is too large; you can consider it like the Yang Realm’s Earth. Actually, it surpasses Earth’s size."
Fengdu bigger than Earth!?
"Many ghosts in the underworld have official positions, but compared to Ghost Cultivators, they’re still relatively few."
"The underworld’s history is too ancient, even I don’t know how many strong Ghost Cultivators are hidden in Fengdu."
Chu Hao was shocked; this Fengdu was truly one of the Netherworld’s continents.
Fengdu was just a part, along with the Eighteen Layers of Hell, and the Great Netherworld.
Plus, the boundless Netherworld river.
The underworld was vast.
Upon reaching the Forgotten Bamboo Forest, the green bamboo was lush, emerald leaves blurred, emitting a bamboo fragrance.
Chu Hao was surprised, having tasted no flavors when dining in the underworld, smelled nothing at all. Yet here, he could detect bamboo fragrance.
White Impermanence said, "You go in yourself; Sir Nanweng’s temperament is peculiar, speak cautiously."
"Okay."
Walking into the Forgotten Bamboo Forest, the green bamboo was straight, with a small path appearing ahead, but Chu Hao felt the surrounding bamboo was unusual. Using Fiery Eyes and Golden Pupils, he observed.
The green bamboo revealed souls.
Very tender souls, like newborn infants, slumbering within the bamboo.
Chu Hao was secretly amazed, what was this?
Eventually, seeing the bamboo house ahead, Chu Hao saw a wrinkled, white-haired old man, his forehead prominent, sitting and drinking tea.
General Nanweng Wafu smiled, "You came."
Chu Hao cupped his fist, "My lord."
Nanweng asked, "Do you play chess?"
"No."
Nanweng shook his head, murmuring, "Boring, Su Huansheng hasn’t come to play chess with me in a long time."
Chu Hao was surprised, said, "My lord, you know Su Huansheng?"
This one knew Su Huansheng, too surprising.
Nanweng replied, "A chess colleague, have a seat; I have some questions for you."
After Chu Hao sat, General Nanweng Wafu asked, "Tea?"
Chu Hao shook his head, "No taste."
Nanweng smiled, "This tea is different."
Chu Hao picked up a cup, astonishingly smelled a scent, drinking a sip, indeed very fragrant tea.
"Very comfortable."
Chu Hao holding the teacup, somewhat reminisced about Yang Realm foods, in the Yin Realm, everything was tasteless.
