CHAPTER 367: CHAPTER 337: BLACK AND WHITE IMPERMANENCE COSPLAY, HAPPY CHU YI

Yan King Hall.

Following that, a decree submerged into Ji Xuexin’s forehead; her Soul solidified, her status elevated, and her elegant hair donned a white high hat. Blood lines writhed within the hat, forming vertical pupils that blinked intermittently.

Silver hair wildly danced, unwarranted snow descended, and the surroundings froze into frost. A cold wind swept through, accentuating an ice-cold jade-like face with fluttering thick lashes and blue eyes.

Her dress bared her smooth shoulders, outlining her slender figure. Runes moved stealthily within the sleeves as talismans stuck to her waist. Her right hand wielded a three-foot stick entwined with white paper, exuding an eerie strength.

White Wuchang, master of the Crying Stick.

Another Celestial Slayer Demon Immortal donned a black high hat, with ink-colored attire inlaid with bones, forming line patterns. Her delicate waist, as slender as a willow, was bound by chains.

Black Wuchang, master of the Soul Hooking Lock.

After being enfeoffed, the two women’s new Soul Hooker attire further complemented their figures, highlighting their finest assets, truly lush and full, their Jade Legs long.

Yet Chu Yi paid them no mind.

He pressed a hand on the table, gripping the Ghost King Seal tightly, a sleek, smooth sensation bursting forth, almost causing him to lose composure.

The Celestial Slayer Demon Immortal glanced at him and immediately approached; despite being enfeoffed, she regarded Chu Yi as nothing more than a tool for amending her Dao heart.

"Chu Yi, I possess a dual cultivation technique suitable for two practitioners."

"I need to restore my Dao heart. You can also absorb the primal yin of my virgin essence, aligning with the principles of yin and yang, and ascend the path together."

As she spoke, she disrobed under Ji Xuexin’s vacant gaze, the thin fabric accentuating her peony-like captivating figure.

"What are you doing!"

Ji Xuexin couldn’t hold back any longer, quickly pulling her away, trying to hit her identical sister with the Crying Stick.

It was true she liked Young Master Chu Yi, but...

I was here first!

You should wait in line behind me!

No,

Why am I even thinking this way?!

Ji Xuexin felt a bit broken, turning furious over her past life’s actions.

"If you’re interested, we could do it together—three people. It’s more effective for dual cultivation."

The Celestial Slayer Demon Immortal hesitated, uncertain.

Ji Xuexin swung the stick to hit.

The two women began fighting right there in the hall.

"How dare you!"

Chu Yi’s cold shout boomed like thunder, shaking the entire Yan King Hall, sweeping up a mighty whirlwind that nearly blew Ji Xuexin and the other out of the hall.

Around them stood towering pillars, engraved with demon images that seemed to come alive, whispering continuously, wrapping around the Celestial Slayer Demon Immortal from inside out, as if ready to cast her into the eighteen layers of hell in the next moment.

The two women froze, looking towards the main seat, only to see a figure as majestic as a mountain, whose status was supreme, gathering the ultimate destination of the Undead.

Chu Yi cast a cold glance, one gaze stirring a sea of blood and breeding a great terror.

"Celestial Slayer Demon Immortal, you, a roaming ghost, dared to seize Xue Xin’s body and committed numerous acts of insubordination. Such deeds, in the past, I would never pardon."

"But considering you as Xue Xin’s past life, I’ll grant you an equal official position, yet you remain unruly and should be cast into the eighteen layers of hell, never to reincarnate."

As the words fell.

The Celestial Slayer Demon Immortal was pressured by this status to kneel on the ground, her skirt revealing two smooth curves, not daring to move.

"My lord, calm your anger, I... this humble girl acknowledges her sin."

She could bend and stretch, finding it hard to handle Chu Yi, she knelt directly: "This humble girl is fearful, understanding your kind intentions, promising to serve you alongside Xue Xin, never daring to defy again."

Beside her, unpressed by the force, Ji Xuexin, having left her hometown, felt her heart soften accompanied only by her past life as she too knelt:

"Chu Gong... my lord, we are one, Xue Xin is willing to be punished with her."

Having reprimanded the two women, Chu Yi exhaled, suppressing the evil fire, and calmly said: "As for offending the king, let the two of you assist Jiu Ying in building the Netherworld to make amends."

"Understood."

"Demon Immortal, here, don’t use your honorific title, choose a different name."

"Understood, from now on, I’ll be called... Nian Ci."

"Step back."

"Thank you, my lord."

Chu Yi waved his sleeve, summoning a gloomy wind that returned the two women, letting them experience the newfound power.

He reclined back, breathing heavily, a tingling sensation spreading throughout his body, filled with joy.

Thinking closely, within the Ten Thousand Souls Banner, the two had been enfeoffed as Black and White Wuchang, their Souls solidified and materialized with the flesh, tripling the joy.

Ke ke ke...

Chu Yi glanced at the empty hall and brought up Jiu Ying promptly.

"The lord is bright and magnificent, generous and magnanimous, won’t bully a little girl, right?"

Jiu Ying changed into an innocent girl’s appearance, her eyes soft and gentle, her jade cheeks blushing, smiling lightly.

A white, tender Jade Foot unconsciously hooked under Chu Yi’s chin, slightly provoking.

"Bold female ghost, see how my king captures you!"

Chu Yi lifted her by the waist, skillful in method, exploring this female ghost’s background without reservation.

The hall darkened, gray-white death qi pervaded, black curtains fell heavily, covering the chaotic noise inside.

Only one cluster of dim light illuminated a pair of demon shadows, separating and merging.

...

Arranging the personnel in the Netherworld.

Chu Yi multitasked, wielding the Ten Thousand Souls Banner, ready to exit the past time.

Yet on second thought, he decided to see the Moon Princess.

Due to his status, he could already participate in Radiant Moon-level conflicts.

Immediately.

The Ten Thousand Souls Banner swayed, its surface billowing like clouds, a gloomy wind encompassing it, thousands of Fierce Ghosts wailing, raising a mighty clamor.

Boom!

At this moment, the clouds above surged, a faint blue dim light piercing through, striking Chu Yi with a peculiar rule, massive ice and frost exploded, freezing into an ice mountain a hundred meters high.

"It’s a Soul type peculiarity, fortunately, my ice demon lineage can freeze time, inflicting heavy damage instantly."

A Merfolk King, using divine sense communication, manipulated a thread of causality, moving first.

"I’ll stall him, you two quickly slay the Moon God lineage. That lord issued an order for... what!"

His pupils shrank, witnessing a crack appearing on the ice mountain, sharp fangs emerging, one by one, tearing through like a zipper, a twisted bizarre shadow drilling out.

Mimicry, Taotie.

Chu Yi transformed into a conceptual Taotie giant mouth, the Ten Thousand Souls Banner pointed at the Merfolk King, lightly shaking.

[Capture Soul].

Instantly, the Radiant Moon-level Soul was dragged halfway out by an invisible hand, the indestructible Soul appearing with large cracks, fissures expanding.

"Ahhhh, damn it!"

The Soul damaged, the Merfolk King was shocked and furious, mixed with a trace of fear, no longer blocking paths but surrounding the Moon God’s carriage.

Raising the trident, he unleashed dozens of ice mountain-sized sword strikes, stabbing towards Chu Yi, each piercing the opponent’s body.

Boom——

To advance to Radiant Moon level meant being a dragon amongst men, a child of destiny, especially this Merfolk King who lived for thousands of years.