Chapter 931: Chapter 929: Walking with Swagger
Chu Hao was very satisfied; the strength of the nine hundred Netherworld Soldiers was not weak. Most were Ghost Soldiers, and some had the level of a Ghost King, with the leader Luan Yu being one of them.
Chu Hao waved his hand broadly and said, "From now on, when I have a share, you will have a share too."
This group of Netherworld Soldiers understood Chu Hao; he was not a ghost, but a real living person.
Feeling curious and respectful at the same time, Chu Hao’s battlefield achievements were already known to everyone, and his title as the enemy of thousands had spread among the Yin Army Soldiers.
He was brave in battle, single-handedly repelling an army of ten thousand with unstoppable might.
He was almost the dream hero of every Netherworld Soldier, someone they had fantasized about.
Now that he had become their leader, naturally, there were many expectations.
Luan Yu, clad in armor, with a ghostly pale face, and eerie Ghost Qi, shouted, "Sworn to follow the master to the death."
Other Netherworld Soldiers also shouted, the military spirit was strong, clearly different from those unskilled Netherworld Soldiers.
Chu Hao was very satisfied.
He thought, should I take them for a stroll? Let Brother Hao also feel the prestige of a General.
The more Chu Hao thought about it, the more he felt that this scene was very pretentious; he smiled broadly, his mouth nearly reaching his ears.
Chu Hao waved his hand broadly and said, "Follow me."
Luan Yu said, "Everyone, keep up."
Chu Hao led a group of Netherworld Soldiers out of the villa onto Fengdu’s main street.
The nine hundred Netherworld Soldiers walked impressively, in rows along the street, with Chu Hao at the forefront purposefully releasing his living Yang Qi, swaggering ahead.
The residents of Fengdu looked on, surprised, as more and more ghostly specters gathered around.
"It’s the Centurion’s patrol, back up, don’t block the way."
A group of native ghosts retreated, civilians were very wary of Netherworld Soldiers, especially when Chu Hao’s living presence was so noticeable.
"Hiss! This Centurion’s aura; it seems he’s a living person."
"Oh my! He’s really a living person; how could there be a Centurion among the living."
"So imposing."
"Ding... Host successfully kept up the cool act while walking, earning 7000 Pretentiousness Points."
Chu Hao was very satisfied, inwardly delighted, as his stylish walk attracted spirited discussion from the native ghosts, full of envy.
"Brother Hao here, is truly outstanding." Chu Hao couldn’t help but be intoxicated.
After walking for a while, the number of ghostly onlookers grew, everyone starting to take photos with their Underworld Mobile Phones and posting to Moments.
Chu Hao thereby became very popular on the Underworld Internet.
"Centurion among the living, you surely haven’t seen that before."
"An actual living person appearing in District One, and he’s a Centurion, how imposing."
The Underworld Internet was all abuzz.
"Is it true, that there are living people in the Underworld?"
"I’ve resided in the Underworld for over a hundred years, never have I seen a living person; am I crazy, or is the Underworld crazy."
For a moment, Chu Hao was very popular.
The Netherworld Soldiers at the back were indifferent, actually feeling speechless; they had initially thought the Centurion would lead them somewhere, but ended up just strolling down Fengdu’s street.
Doing nothing, just walking to attract attention.
Speechless!
Is this guy really the enemy of thousands?
Compared to other leaders, there’s a world of difference.
One of the Netherworld Soldiers muttered, "I feel the future is bleak."
"Indeed, sigh!"
The Ghost General Luan Yu also felt headache; this living Centurion is just too pretentious.
Finally arriving at the end of a street, the nine hundred Netherworld Soldiers breathed a sigh of relief; Luan Yu relaxed as well.
But.
Unexpectedly, Chu Hao changed to another street, continuing onward.
"..." Nine Hundred Netherworld Soldiers.
"Look, the living Centurion, I just saw him at Street Fourteen, now he’s at Street Fifteen."
"I’ve heard of him; seems his name is Chu Hao."
"Impressive, even a living person can become a Centurion, what happened to the Underworld."
"Ding... Host successfully kept up the cool act while walking, earning 7000 Pretentiousness Points."
The nine hundred Netherworld Soldiers were near collapse.
Having flaunted twice, as night gradually fell, Chu Hao figured it was time to head back, waving his hand broadly, "Return."
The nine hundred Netherworld Soldiers exhaled deeply with relief.
Chu Hao satisfactorily said, "Mm, let’s do this again tomorrow."
"..." Nine Hundred Netherworld Soldiers.
Return to the villa.
The spirits of the nine hundred Netherworld Soldiers were downcast, each appearing dejected.
Chu Hao sternly shouted, "All of you, get it together!"
The nine hundred Netherworld Soldiers inwardly retorted, if you weren’t the Centurion, I’d spit on you.
Chu Hao stroked his chin and said, "This won’t do, everyone so downcast, how can you help me fight!"
If they could get to the battlefield, they’d be willing a hundred times over.
Luan Yu finally couldn’t hold it anymore and said, "Master, we want to kill the enemy."
Chu Hao glanced at him, coldly said, "Like this, and you want to kill enemies? Don’t disgrace me on the battlefield."
Luan Yu was naturally unconvinced; when he was on the battlefield, Chu Hao didn’t even know where he was.
Chu Hao ignored him, waving broadly and said, "Dismiss, gather tomorrow morning."
The nine hundred Netherworld Soldiers, feeling downcast, dispersed.
The original expectations faded like bubbles, leaving only a faint melancholy.
At this moment, Chu Hao’s Underworld Mobile Phone rang, it was Qiu Muhuan’s maid calling to invite Chu Hao.
Busy being pretentious, almost forgot; there’s a female ghost inviting me for dinner tonight.
A star of the Underworld treating for dinner, it really was a first.
After a while, the maid with peach-blossom eyes arrived, driving a black car, high-end and grand; Chu Hao felt as if he returned to the Yang Realm.
Aboard the vehicle, traveling onward, arriving at Fengdu First District, a lively place.
Basically, this is the Underworld’s version of an entertainment venue.
Originally thought Fengdu at night would be quiet, didn’t expect it to be bustling like the Yang Realm, with all sorts of ghosts, tall and thin, some even setting up stalls on the street.
Finally, the car stopped before a high-end restaurant.
Chu Hao walked into the restaurant, discovering that the dinner invite from Qiu Muhuan wasn’t just for him alone.
Chu Hao saw quite a few figures, this dinner had become a gathering.
Numerous faces, leaders and such, including Ghost Cultivators and so on.
Many Ghost Cultivators and leaders changed outfits, donning suits, polished shoes, with neatly combed hair; truly giving Chu Hao the feeling of returning to the Yang Realm.
"Why did you just arrive?" Someone tapped Chu Hao on the shoulder.
Chu Hao turned to look, seeing the tall guy in a black suit, White Impermanence.
At first glance, really awkward, imagine the legendary White Impermanence not wearing his white robe, but donning a black suit?
Most importantly, his tongue was still long.
White Impermanence chuckled, "What’s the matter, didn’t recognize me, your bro?"
Chu Hao looked uncomfortably and said, "How did you come too?"
White Impermanence laughed, "Why can’t I come! I later also received the invitation, just didn’t expect so many would come."
At this time, a figure walked over, holding a red wine glass, "Centurion Chu Hao!"
