When the Green Mountain Ghost King saw hundreds of ghosts arrive, he smiled broadly, looking dashing and debonair, “I’m usually very low-key and have never used a token, but who told you to refuse the path to the mortal world and barge into the gates of hell?”

He thought An Rugu would be terrified. Even a human Daoist master would be on high alert before a parade of ghosts.

However, the other party remained calm and looked at the wandering ghosts with great interest.

Green Mountain Demon King: “?”

Under his questioning gaze, An Rugu seemed to be deep in thought.

“Aren’t you afraid of disturbing the local City God by doing such things in the mortal realm?”

“Hahahaha.” The Green Mountain Ghost King lifted the folding fan to cover his mouth, his appearance elegant, but his voice was extremely arrogant. “If I kill you all, no one will know about this. Besides, what is the City God compared to me?”

An Ruguo blinked, surprised, “Could it be that your rank is similar to Lord Yan’s?”

Upon hearing this, a hint of embarrassment appeared on the Green Mountain Ghost King’s face behind the folding fan.

Just then, light footsteps came from the side.

Shang Yue had been engrossed in playing computer games when she suddenly felt a terrifying pressure, with an extremely high concentration of yin energy.

She sensed something was wrong, immediately took off her headphones, and went outside. She saw a hundred ghosts walking around outside Cloud Rise Temple, which now looked like a ghost town.

She glanced back at the Daoist temple. If she hadn’t known that she was still in Cloud Rise Mountain, she would have thought she was in the Underworld.

She subconsciously walked to An Rugu’s side, her gaze falling on the Green Mountain Ghost King opposite her, a look of surprise flashing in her eyes. 

“…Green Mountain Ghost King?”

An Rugu: “?”

She turned to look at her and asked curiously, “Do you know him?”

Shang Yue nodded and said frankly, “I’ve seen him with Seventh Master.”

The high-ranking officials in the Underworld include the Lord of Mount Tai, the Great Emperor of Fengdu, the Five Ghost Emperors, the Ten Kings of Hell, and so on. 

The middle and upper ranks include the Judges, the Ten Underworld Marshals (Ox-Head and Horse-Face, the Black and White Impermanence are the most famous), the Ghost King, Meng Po, etc.

The Green Mountain Ghost King was a mid-level official, slightly lower in position than the Judge and the Black and White Impermanence, but he was still considered a civil servant of the Underworld and was a figure of importance.

Shang Yue remembered that the Green Mountain Ghost King was very polite to the White Impermanence, which was completely different from his arrogant appearance now. 

Seeing his aggressive demeanor, she said, “Good heavens, you usually didn’t look like a bad person with thick eyebrows and big eyes¹. I didn’t expect you to want to rebel!”

The Green Mountain Ghost King laughed wildly, feeling disdainful, not bothering to hide his identity anymore. “I am of noble birth, why should I be subservient to others and serve as their lackey? I should be the emperor of this world.”

An Rugu frowned slightly. His heavenly secrets were obscured to her, and she could not calculate his past and present lives. However, he carried a trace of imperial aura, so he was probably a member of the royal family in the past.

“Were you an emperor in your previous life?”

The Green Mountain Ghost King smiled but remained silent, appearing to acquiesce.

“He’s not like that at all,” Shang Yue said with great disdain. “Others may not know your background, but do you think I don’t? I asked Seventh Master that day, and he said that you were a little prince in life who wanted to seize the throne but was beheaded by your elder brother. After you died, you were filled with resentment and became a ghost king.”

Green Mountain Ghost King: “…”

He gripped the paper fan tightly, veins bulging on his hands, and gave a forced smile. “…You brat, how did you get involved with Seventh Master and even know about my affairs?”

“None of your business.” Shang Yue glared at him, then guiltily looked away.

She had been attracted to his good looks and couldn’t help but feel excited. So naturally she asked the White Impermanence about him, and then later she came to the human world to find Wang Ke, but she didn’t take any untoward actions.

She patted her chest, relieved that she really hadn’t taken any untoward actions. If she had been involved with him, she would certainly not have escaped the Underworld’s wrath.

The Green Mountain Ghost King was furious. His brow twitched, and he raised his paper fan, pointing at the hundred ghosts behind him, “Skin that brat alive and pull out her tendons.”

The wandering ghosts behind him looked at each other blankly, making no move, showing little interest.

They weren’t servants of the Green Mountain Ghost King, so they weren’t that loyal to him. They were just strangers who met by chance and didn’t want to risk their existence for him.

Green Mountain Ghost King: “…”

The Ghost King rubbed his temples and pulled out a handful of ghost money and incense from his pocket. “After this is done, all of this will be yours.”

Money made the world go round; without money, you became the one doing the work.

Everyone rushed towards Shang Yue, and even many people who didn’t know how to fight charged forward.

An Rugu saw a child ghost carrying its own head, running and screaming.

An Rugu: “…”

She made hand seals and chanted incantations, and the golden flying sword pierced towards these wandering souls.

However, Shang Yue waved her hand and said, “I can handle these. You go ahead and do your thing.”

Her hair moved without wind, transforming into a vengeful ghost, and she pounced on the wandering ghosts. Soon screams rang out incessantly—the screams of the wandering ghosts, of course.

An Rugu remembered that Shang Yue was, after all, a little big ghost who could fight Bai Wei to a draw back in Jiangshui Village. Recently, she had been playing games instead of practicing cultivation, so An Rugu had neglected to take her into consideration.

The vast Cloud Rise Mountain was suddenly divided into three parts.

The little jiangshi was dealing with more than twenty vicious ghost servants, her eyes gleaming green as she stared menacingly at the trembling Qian Weilai.

Shang Yue was locked in a fierce battle with hundreds of wandering ghosts, getting more and more excited as the fight went on, muttering something like ‘real-life CS’ all the while.

“Hahaha, I never expected your little Daoist temple to harbor so many ghosts and evil spirits.” The Green Mountain Ghost King said with a laugh, “I really can’t underestimate you.”

He closed his folding fan, and his body suddenly swelled up, his skin bursting open, resembling a human skin balloon.

The next second, the ‘balloon’ burst, and a ghostly figure with a blue face and fangs crawled out.

I Livestream Divination to the World translated by Maela @ whitemoonlighttranslations.com

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T/N: Shang Yue muttering  ‘real life CS’ as she whacks away at ghosts 😂 

CS means ‘creep score’. In MOBA games like League of Legends, it’s the total count of ‘creeps’—enemy minions and jungle monsters—you kill. Each kill gives you experience and gold, allowing you to level up and buy equipment.

So Shang Yue was treating these ghosts as a way for her to level up her cultivation 😂

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FOOTNOTE:

1. Thick eyebrows and big eyes—this is a stereotype for a person you can’t trust, a scammer or a fraud, or a villain 😂 ↩︎