#839 - Chapter 839

As expected, the "clang, clang" sound of footsteps on the steps awakened the entire underworld. Immediately, warning sounds of "ding~ ding~ ding~" echoed from below.

"Ghost clan members usually float in and out, and wouldn't cause the Xuan iron steps to make noise at all," Little White said quickly.

"You can die!" Wang Xuan said, and with a slash of his sword, Min Li's sword qi, like a guillotine, chopped off the ghost's old tree bark head.

Although they only heard the "ding~ ding~" warning bell, Little White clearly felt the ghost energy getting closer and closer. It seemed they had realized the risk and dispatched a vanguard team.

"How about we just kill our way in?" Ji Changsheng tentatively asked.

"We haven't completely fallen out yet, so there's no need to rush into a fight. Let's go meet these ghosts," Wang Xuan said calmly.

"They wouldn't dare directly attack people from the cultivation world. Otherwise, we'll slaughter them, leaving not a single piece of armor behind," Little White also said disdainfully.

Therefore, the three pretended to linger at the entrance, as if waiting for the people below to come out and greet them.

The two sides confronted each other for a while, and then a ghost ran back tremblingly to report. It seemed that the arrival of the Star River Sect disciples had caught them all off guard.

A dozen breaths later, a black-robed ghost twice the size of an ordinary ghost emerged, with even more intense ghost energy. It had two curved rhinoceros horns on its head and wore several necklaces made of the bones of fierce beasts.

Little White guessed that this person should be the leader of the ghost clan, but this person seemed different from the other ghosts. Little White couldn't quite put his finger on how.

"Cultivators from the Immortal realm, what brings you to my ghost clan's territory?" the ghost clan leader asked bluntly, with a hint of displeasure in his tone that made Little White uncomfortable.

This ghost clan really has something up its sleeve. For many years, they've been governed by the cultivation world, always bowing their heads and submitting. They must have found a backer from another world and think they can be presumptuous now that they have support.

Little White snorted inwardly and retorted, "Is the Immortal realm not allowed to come here?"

As if realizing that his words were inappropriate, the ghost clan leader extended his hand and clasped his fist, saying, "You are certainly welcome. What brings you here?"

The pupils of Little White and the others constricted slightly. The moment the ghost clan leader extended his hand, the skin on his hand was not like old tree bark, but had some texture and luster, making him less ugly.

What... what's going on?

The ghost clan leader seemed to notice their surprised expressions, and a hint of complacency appeared on his face. "Now that you immortal masters have come, my ghost clan should naturally entertain you, but I wonder if you can get used to our ghost clan's cuisine."

As a Demon Emperor, Little White naturally knew the bad intentions behind this guy's words.

Tens of thousands of years ago, the ghost clan fled to the eighteenth level of the underworld to eke out a living, leaving behind the gene of eating carrion. Even after the living environment improved, some ghost clan tribes still liked to eat meat that was about to be infested with maggots.

Thinking of this, Little White felt goosebumps all over his body, and a disgusting saliva rose from his body, stopping at the position of his throat, making Little White very uncomfortable.

"We are just making a routine tour this time. You don't need to entertain us. We'll leave after we finish the tour," Wang Xuan said, finding an excuse to enter, as if sensing the abnormality in Little White's expression.

"Hmm...?"

"Could it be...?" Ji Changsheng immediately stared at these ghost clan members vigilantly.

As if his words had hit the mark, the ghost clan leader slowly made a "please" gesture, and the group followed the steps down.

Little White and Wang Xuan gave Ji Changsheng an encouraging look. Ji Changsheng was greatly moved because his cultivation was the lowest among the three, and he always troubled his fellow disciples, making him feel that his value was low.

With each step, the Xuan iron stairs made a "dong dong" sound. The stairs sloped downwards, more than ten zhang wide and more than a hundred zhang long. The space was open, and so many people walking on it even felt a little empty.

After passing the eighteenth step, the hair at Little White's temples moved slightly. There was still wind in this deep underground. Looking around, it was another world.

Above was a clear blue sky with several white clouds floating on it. Around them was a green meadow, and a small stream flowed under their feet, with occasional floral fragrance wafting in the air.

Here... The three pairs of eyes met, all with expressions of amazement.

The ghost clan leader dismissed the extra people, leaving only himself and a few other guards.

After entering the underground, the ghost clan members were allowed to show their heads, so when all the ghost clan members revealed their heads, they were indeed old tree bark-like faces.

Only the leader was an exception. His face had become somewhat human-like. Could it be that this ghost clan had mastered some snow-skin and porcelain-muscle magic.

"The three of you, we are now only walking in a corner of the territory. Our place is now not much different from the outside, with the same birds singing and flowers fragrant, and flowing water gurgling."

The ghost clan leader said as he introduced, with a proud look.

"Wasn't it like this before?" Wang Xuan asked with a smile, seemingly casual.

"Before... it's getting better little by little. I'll take you to see the place where we live. This way, please!"

After walking for so long, Little White keenly noticed that the white clouds in the sky seemed to be in the same position. If there was wind, they should be moving.

On both sides of the road were mushroom-shaped small houses, low and short, with oval spots painted on the roofs. From time to time, an old tree bark-like face would peek out, and the three of Little White couldn't help but walk faster.

Arriving at a slope, the green grass stretched upwards, with no end in sight. In the distance, there were several sheep leisurely grazing.

Suddenly, the sound of someone speaking came, "The leader has brought us something good. We're about to get rid of our reputation as ugly monsters for ten thousand years."

"Yeah, look at the leader's face, and then look at our old tree bark. I just don't know when it will be our turn to use it."

"Just wait..."

"Cough cough~" Before they could hear more, the ghost clan leader walking in front of them seemed to be frightened by something and suddenly coughed violently.

A guard pretended to hand over a water bottle, and the ghost clan leader took a shallow sip and said, "I'm really sorry just now, I've been a little sick these past two days."

Little White clearly saw that his face turned crimson red first, and then he started coughing.

"Okay, let's take a stroll around your residence and tell Lord Ling about our experiences when we get back," Little White said casually on purpose.

Then, he winked at Wang Xuan and Ji Changsheng.

"Oh, I need to pee a little. Can you let me go to the restroom first?" Wang Xuan rubbed his feet, looking like he couldn't hold it in.