3000 Years In The Meditation Phase! - Chapter 19

Chapter 19: Police-Calling Crossing Method

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

Smack.

Bai Qiuran let go. Tang Wanxie’s blood-covered corpse fell onto the altar, and blood flowed onto the ground.

He turned around and brushed the dust off his body. Then, he looked at the 200 boys and girls below the stage, the civil and military officials, and the Eldest Princess, Tang Ruowei, who was still standing on the spot.

This girl looked at him blankly. After thinking for a moment, Bai Qiuran wiped the blood from his hand and smiled harmlessly at her.

“I was just getting rid of evil.”

He pointed at the corpse beside him and said, “He was the one who got someone to attack first.”

“I know.”

Tang Ruowei nodded in a daze.

“Wu!”

At this moment, beside Bai Qiuran, the Imperial Preceptor, Fu Qianqiu, who was standing at the edge of the altar, suddenly covered his head and let out a painful groan. A moment later, the Emperor also hugged his head and groaned.

It seemed that after Tang Wanxie died, the evil techniques he used to control their hearts had also dissipated on their own. The cultivation of the Imperial Preceptor and the Emperor of the Profound Heaven Sect was the highest among them, so they were the first to awaken.

However, the thousands of soldiers were different. In order to increase their combat strength, Tang Wanxie had already used another method to transform them into something similar to undead soldiers. Therefore, Bai Qiuran did not feel any pressure killing them.

This made things easier for Bai Qiuran. Although he could also forcefully kill the other party while using an air shield, it would definitely cause a lot of trouble.

Tang Wanxie had transformed these soldiers into something that was neither human nor ghost. Since the process could not be reversed, Bai Qiuran might as well kill them and let them reincarnate as soon as possible.

“Father!”

Seeing that the Profound Heaven Emperor was holding his head and seemed to have woken up, Tang Ruowei hurriedly ran up to the altar and supported him.

“Are you alright?”

“Why… why does my head hurt so much?”

The Profound Heaven Emperor shook his head and said, “I remember that I was carrying out the ritual. What happened after that?”

“It’s like this…”

Tang Ruowei began to explain the situation to her father, while Bai Qiuran escaped underground. He still had something to do. The souls of the innocent people who had been captured by Sima Yingbo and the others to build the array formation for Tang Wanxie were still tied to the soil array formation under the altar and were trapped.

As soon as he entered this hole in the ground, Bai Qiuran smelled a pungent blood smell. In his Spirit Vision, the slaughtered commoners all gathered towards him. Their facial features were like melted wax statues, and their eyeballs and mouths had turned pitch-black. They looked exceptionally painful and terrifying.

Bai Qiuran took a step and poured out his incomparable true energy, destroying the array formation on the ground that restricted their freedom. Then, he formed a seal and began to transcend these vengeful souls.

However, his transcendence method was different from the Heavenly Saint Buddhist Sect’s transcendence method. Those baldies used scriptures to weave a bridge to wash away the resentment of these vengeful souls and connect to the other side. However, in this way, after their souls entered the Ghost World, because they did not enter through the proper channels, they still had to wait for a relatively long time to finish the procedures. As for Bai Qiuran, it was much simpler. To a certain extent, his method was basically like calling the police and letting the police deal with it themselves.

After sending out a few runes, Bai Qiuran stopped. Two minutes later, a crisp sound of a wood drum that only a dying person like him could hear slowly sounded from over from the void.

In the vast nothingness, a dark path stretched out. Then, Bai Qiuran saw the figure of his old “familiar” Xue Ling slowly condense from the nothingness and walk towards him.

The messenger of death still had the expressionless face of a dead person. With a livid face, he put away the wood drum in his hand and asked,

“Bai Qiuran, why did you summon me?”

“Look.”

Bai Qiuran raised his head in the direction of the ghosts gathered in this hole. Because of the arrival of the messenger of death, these ghosts instinctively felt fear.

“Take these souls. Time for you to do your job.”

Xue Ling swept his gaze across the souls and frowned slightly.

“So many people who aren’t supposed to die yet have died in vain. What did the demon cultivators of your world do?”

“It’s still the same. Murder, blood sacrifice, soul capturing. All to prepare for cultivation.”

“However, I already killed that guy. You don’t have to track his soul down.” Bai Qiuran replied.

“Hmph.”

Xue Ling snorted coldly, but he did not say anything. If they captured a demon cultivator like Tang Wanxie, tge itger oartt would also be sent to the Avici Hell to be tortured until his soul was destroyed. Bai Qiuran had beaten him until his soul dissipated. To a certain extent, it saved the Ghost Realm the effort.

The messenger of death began to work in an orderly manner. He took out the chain. Originally, it looked like a soul restraint chain that was only an arm long, but it could extend indefinitely. Xue Ling tied up all the ghost wrists here and lined them up. During the entire process, Bai Qiuran watched from the side.

In the end, he asked, “Hey, this time, I’ve made another record in your merit book, right?”

“That’s right.”

Xue Ling tightened the chain in his hand and replied, “However, don’t think that you can make up for your mistakes so easily.”

“Yes, yes, I understand.”

Bai Qiuran nodded.

In any case, it did not hurt to have those debts. He had never thought of using these to compensate for his record in the Ghost World.

Xue Ling lined up all the ghosts into a long line and stood on the small path that stretched out from the void.

Then, as if he had suddenly thought of something, he looked at Bai Qiuran and said, “By the way, Bai Qiuran, you…”

“I what?”

Bai Qiuran touched his head and asked in confusion.

“No, it’s nothing.”

Xue Ling retracted his gaze and pulled the chain in his hand. Then, he took out a paper lantern from somewhere. The lantern emitted a faint light that illuminated the path in the void.

“Let’s go. Follow me.”

The cold sound of the wood drum echoed in the darkness again. Accompanied by a faint singing that seemed to come from nowhere, the green-faced ghost servant slowly walked into the void with a row of ghosts and disappeared.

“Heh, why didn’t you finish your sentence?”

Bai Qiuran was still thinking about Xue Ling’s hesitant expression earlier, but he could not think of what the other party had to say to him.

He could only clap his hands and mutter, “You’re crazy.”

He escaped from the soil and his body emerged from the solid ground of the Imperial Mausoleum . However, before he could stabilize himself, he heard someone shouting beside him.

“He’s out! He’s out!”

Bai Qiuran turned around and discovered that the Emperor of the Profound Heaven Country and the Imperial Preceptor were pointing in his direction excitedly. Beside him, Tang Ruowei was tugging at the corner of her father’s shirt with a red face. The civil and military officials present seemed to have already woken up. Currently, they were circling around Bai Qiuran and watching him appear from the ground.

Bai Qiuran stood up and looked at them speechlessly. Tang Ruowei coughed and reminded in a low voice,

“Father, your bearing!”

“Ahem.”

The Emperor of Profound Heaven coughed lightly to hide his loss of composure. He thought for a moment and cupped his hands at Bai Qiuran somewhat hesitantly.

“Immortal Master, thank you for your help this time. On behalf of the thousands of people of Profound Heaven Country, I thank you for your kindness.”

“Yeah, no problem.”

Bai Qiuran waved his hand.

“Have fun. I’m leaving.”

“Sigh? Senior Immortal, at least let me thank you for your kindness!”

The Profound Heaven Emperor shouted at him.

“There’s no need. You can’t afford to give me what I want.”

“Then, at the very least, let me host a banquet to entertain you.”

“I’m not interested.”

Bai Qiuran decisively refused. Then, he waved at Fu Qianqiu and said, “You, the Imperial Preceptor over there, I have something to ask you. Deal with the matters here first. I’ll look for you later.”