Chapter 504 — The Little Overlord of the Ghost Capital
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But most of them are demons, fierce and malevolent—not to be trifled with. " The Dragon Qilin was overjoyed and said hurriedly, "May I ask you two brothers to point out the way? " Inside the Five Yang Divine Hall, Shen Mu could not help but sigh inwardly.
These Human Emperors were like bandits descending on a village; they never once considered themselves outsiders. Before they had even taken their seats, Human Emperor Lanpo summoned some little imps and ordered, "Human Emperor Shen from the world of the living has come. Hurry and prepare some fine dishes to entertain him! " One of the green-skinned imps, plucking up courage, said, "My lords, the living cannot eat the food of Fengdu.
Look, Human Emperor Shen is a skeleton—he has no flesh, no stomach, no way to eat.
" The Second Ancestor Human Emperor shouted, "Nonsense! Of course it is not for him to eat—it is for us to eat! I am the First Ancestor's disciple; can I not eat? Hurry and prepare it! " The many green-skinned imps with their blue faces and fangs fled helter-skelter to prepare the meal.
Shen Mu studied those green-skinned imps, doubt rising in his heart. These green-skinned imps resembled the Ghost King of the Shenwang Hall—none of them looked like creatures of the world of the living. Could they be beings from Youdu? "We have had no one to make offerings to us all these years—we are nearly starved into ghosts!
Take your seats! " The Second Ancestor cast seal after seal, and at once lotus flowers grew out of the void within the Five Yang Divine Hall, growing higher and larger, lifting them up. The little imps finished the dishes and carried them up.
The Human Emperors of past generations, heedless of appearances, gorged and guzzled, sweeping the food away like wind scattering clouds, and only then were they satisfied. Shen Mu watched, dumbstruck. These Human Emperors looked as though they had been starving for several hundred years—where was the lofty bearing of Human Emperors? The food before him had not been touched, for he was only a skeleton and could not eat such things at all. "If Human Emperor Shen had not come, we would never have gotten a full meal.
Your master must bear a grudge against me—that is why he never tends the graves.
He has starved me for several hundred years. " Human Emperor Qikang sighed with feeling, then looked at Shen Mu. "That little brat Su praised you to the skies, saying his disciple had more promise than mine.
Since you have come today, let me see how his disciple has more promise than mine. " Shen Mu did not know whether to laugh or cry. "Human Emperor Qikang, your disciple—is that not the Village Chief?
" The other Human Emperors immediately perked up. "The old rule—a fight first!
" Shen Mu rose and bowed in all directions. "My ancestral masters, my masters' masters, this boy is only at the Seven Stars realm.
There is no need to compete, is there? " Qikang laughed. "Do not worry, we will not bully you.
Of course we will fight you at the same realm. And we will not hurt you—we only want to see how far your cultivation has advanced and give you some guidance. " Shen Mu looked troubled. "Then there is still no need to compete.
I do not want to bully my ancestral masters and masters' masters.
It would not be good to injure you. To tell the truth, most of your techniques and divine abilities are out of date.
. .
" Dead silence fell all around. "I suddenly feel like beating this brat to death. . .
" Human Emperor Yishan muttered under his breath.