Chapter 73

According to the legend, at sunset, a mesmerizing streak of fiery clouds appears on the horizon, marking the trail left by the Crimson Heavenly Horse as it roams the sky.

Both the Crimson Lip Horse and the Blood Jade Dragon Horse have the bloodline of the Crimson Heavenly Horse, possessing the same incredible speed, moving like the wind, covering a thousand miles a day, showcasing the might of their ancestors.

Suxing sat steadily on the precious saddle of the Blood Jade Dragon Horse, feeling no jolt at all, only the scenery around him rapidly receding, so fast that even with his keen eyesight, he could not see clearly, everything was a blur.

He turned his head and saw Zibuyu riding the Crimson Lip Horse, closely following behind.

"The Crimson Lip Horse, though trained later, is inherently inferior to my Blood Jade Dragon Horse, lagging behind by half a distance," Suxing murmured, then sighed, "Although I know Zibuyu has seen my competition and looks at me differently, inviting me to be his shield, both Tang Zhuang with the Golden-Eyed Crimson Blood Dragon and the Blood Jade Dragon Horse are great favors."

"What are you thinking about?" Zibuyu suddenly spoke, his voice condensed into a thread, reaching Suxing's ears.

Secret transmission!

Suxing's pupils constricted; it was difficult for sound to travel in the high-speed movement of the two fine horses, so it could only be done through secret transmission or mental communication.

"I'm thinking about how to repay your favor," Suxing's soul leaf trembled in his Heavenly Soul, extending out to transmit his thoughts to Zibuyu.

"I didn't expect your mental power to be so strong, not to be underestimated," Zibuyu replied through secret transmission.

"It seems I underestimated you. Just by your brute strength in taming the Blood Jade Dragon Horse, you can be invincible at your level, and even challenge ghosts at the Ghost Clerk realm."

"I just have innate divine strength, some brute force. Those powerful ghost offspring with strong ghost weapons and ghost techniques are not opponents. Under their attacks, I might not even leave any remains," Suxing laughed.

"Then why did you say you would overthrow everything!" Zibuyu scolded, rolling her eyes.

"Can't I just think about it? If a powerful ghost offspring were to纠缠 you, I would directly throw you down and run away," Suxing transmitted his thoughts.

"Hmph, you can try," Zibuyu huffed.

"Roar!"

The Blood Jade Dragon Horse suddenly trembled, its sensitive spiritual senses picking up a faint killing intent from behind.

"Truly terrifying, even a transcendent woman like Zibuyu can't escape such俗套," Suxing muttered, feeling the needles on his back, naturally sensing Zibuyu's killing intent.

With the speed of the Blood Jade Dragon Horse and the Crimson Lip Horse, it didn't take long to travel from the western district of Fengdu City to the eastern district, then they slowed down.

The two horses walked slowly, each step measured, noble and majestic.

The Blood Jade Dragon Horse was incredibly robust, its scales gleaming like white jade, its mane and horns fierce, carrying the extraordinary Suxing.

The Crimson Lip Horse, with its flowing mane, resembled a streak of fiery clouds in the sky, walking gracefully, its demeanor proud and noble, carrying the transcendent Zibuyu, like a fairy descended from the heavens.

Suxing and Zibuyu, a perfect match, attracted frequent glances of envy and admiration from the ghosts along the way.

"Looks like we are a perfect match. How about, after I become a Ghost General, I propose to the City God of Fengdu and ask for your hand in marriage?" Suxing joked.

"Sure, after you become a Ghost General, I will seriously consider whether to marry you," Zibuyu's eyes twinkled, surprisingly agreeing.

However, neither Suxing nor Zibuy took it seriously; they were just joking, and they merely had a mutual liking, not yet at the stage of discussing marriage.

Moreover, is the Ghost General realm so easy to achieve? Condensing the Yang Spirit is a life-and-death hurdle!

"By the way, I have something else to give you," Zibuyu suddenly said, and a red light shot out from her hand, heading straight for Suxing.

Suxing's eyes narrowed, and he quickly reached out to grab it. When he opened his hand, he saw a wooden token.

The token was neither gold, copper, iron, nor wood, with a unique texture that couldn't be identified at first glance, but it was extraordinary, likely not from the human world or the Heavenly Realm, but unique to the Netherworld.

The token was hexagonal, with one side extending slightly longer than the other five.

"Suxing?" Suxing read softly, "Isn't this the symbol of the Prison Department?"

The front of the hexagonal token was ancient, dark red, with intricate patterns like tree bark, but more like the texture of flesh and blood. On the extended side, there was a miniature mountain symbol, pitch black, as if constantly oozing blood.

Under the Blood Mountain of the Prison Department, black blood flowed, converging into two ghost characters: Suxing!

Suxing flipped the token over, his gaze immediately focusing, his expression becoming serious.

"This is..." Suxing looked at Zibuyu with a questioning gaze.

"Exactly as you see, the Prison Department, Soul Collector!" Zibuyu said calmly, "Now your identity is a Black-Level Soul Collector of the Prison Department—Suxing!"

"I know what you're thinking. Don't worry, this is a legitimate token for a Prison Department Soul Collector, absolutely valid. You don't need to worry about any ghosts from the Prison Department causing trouble for you," Zibuyu added after a moment's thought.

Prison Department Black-Level Soul Collector!

This woman...

Suxing realized he had underestimated Zibuyu. She was not only highly skilled in cultivation but also had significant influence, managing to obtain this token from the strictly managed Prison Department, which was no easy feat.

"Oh, this token is just a nominal one. You can use it to bluff, but don't show it off at the Prison Department," Zibuyu warned.

"Phew!" Suxing almost spat out blood, realizing the token was just for show, with no real power.

"I obtained this token from the head of the Prison Department for you, to give you some clout. If any ghosts cause trouble, just show them this," Zibuyu added, seemingly leaving out a lot of information.

"Alright, I understand," Suxing put away the Prison Department Black-Level Soul Collector token, deciding not to use it.

Suxing remembered the ghost immortal he met at the head of the Naihe Bridge.

Back then, a ghost immortal named Yuan Liunian said: "I'm your big brother, I'll take care of you! If any ghosts bully you, just mention my name!"

But the result was... too terrible!

"This is too unreliable," Suxing muttered.

The Blood Jade Dragon Horse and the Crimson Lip Horse walked proudly, no longer at full speed, as they were approaching the Bai residence, where appearance and grandeur were important.

"Whatever you see that surprises you, stay calm. If you get nervous, just lift your chin and avoid looking at them," Zibuyu advised.

"Is your calm and transcendence cultivated this way?" Suxing asked, his eyes gleaming with curiosity.

Zibuyu surprisingly did not deny it, nodding. Her tragic past made it impossible for her to truly transcend, but her aloof personality made it seem so.

It turned out that Zibuyu, the transcendent and ethereal fairy of the hundred flowers, had a hidden side, evoking a sense of inexplicable sorrow.

They were getting closer to the Bai residence, and the number of ghosts was increasing, with grand processions and powerful mounts everywhere.

"Wow!"

Another eerie and strange cry echoed, a massive black shadow passing by, its wings spread like clouds, nine heads calling out in unison, the fearsome Ghost Chariot pulling a luxurious carriage flying by.

"Another Ghost Chariot. It seems I have an unbreakable bond with you. One day, I will cook you, cut off your nine bird heads, and boil them in an iron pot to make a delicious soup, absolutely delicious," Suxing muttered, glancing at the passing black shadow.

"That's the offspring of the Bull-Headed Yin Marshal, highly favored, pulled by a Ghost General-level Ghost Chariot," Zibuyu said, seemingly recognizing the offspring in the luxurious carriage pulled by the Ghost Chariot.

"Boom!"

At this moment, a grand gate appeared in the sky deep within the Bai residence, golden and towering, illuminating the gloomy sky.

"What is this?"

Almost simultaneously, all the powerful ghost offspring looked up at the sky, their expressions shocked.

"Clatter, clatter, clatter..."

From the golden gate, the sound of hooves and the clash of weapons echoed, the twisted darkness within the golden gate burning with deep flames, the earth trembling, dust flying, as if a thousand troops were charging. Faintly, a young man in fine clothes and on a spirited horse could be seen leading the way.

The dark, bowl-sized iron hooves trampled the gloomy sky, their glossy black scales densely packed, their powerful limbs striding.

The long mane fluttered without wind, like deep, graceful flames, the crystal eyes looking down on the world, the head tossing and snorting coarsely, hellish sparks spraying from the nostrils, the expression on the horse's face full of pride!

The Nightmare Horses were magnificent, but the young men riding them were even more extraordinary, each one in fine clothes and spirited horses, full of vigor, crossing through the golden gate and descending over the Bai residence!

"This is... a Domain Gate, capable of spanning continents!" A knowledgeable ghost exclaimed, praising the Bai residence's profound resources, able to build a Domain Gate spanning continents.

"Domain Gate." Suxing's gaze shifted, looking at the Nightmare Horse formation.

The leader was a young man in white, about thirteen or fourteen years old, graceful and handsome, exuding extraordinary charm even at a young age. His Nightmare King surpassed the other Nightmare Horses, pitch black with a three-inch-long jade horn on its forehead, a rare and talented creature.

"Bai Xixun!" At this moment, Zibuyu said in a serious tone, as if facing a formidable enemy, "Don't underestimate him. Despite his young age, he has already made a name for himself on the Hidden Dragon and Phoenix List, his cultivation not inferior to mine!"

"Down!" Bai Xixun looked down, his voice commanding.

"Yes!"

The young men shouted in unison, their fine clothes and spirited horses raised high, holding bloody prey, freshly cut from living beings, still steaming!

Instantly, all the ghosts drew a sharp breath. The heads were all fierce beasts from the Yin North!

Judging by their posture, they had just ridden the Nightmare Horses through the golden Domain Gate, returning from the Yin North!

"No wonder, this explains why I heard the roars of fierce beasts from behind the golden Domain Gate!" a ghost said.

Bai Xixun ignored the ghosts outside the Bai residence, his arrogance so great that he ignored all of them!

The Nightmare Horse formation's hooves stomped through the air, descending from the sky, the golden Domain Gate disappearing behind them.

"Father, I have hunted some meat for the banquet," Bai Xixun said.

"Good! Good! Take it to the kitchen to be cooked!"

At this moment, a blurry figure appeared in the sky, and Bai Xixun called him "father." Who else could it be but Bai Wuchang!