Chapter 157: Black and White Impermanence, Han Jue’s Limit

Chapter 157: Black and White Impermanence, Han Jue's Limit

Defeating Immortal God Ji did not make Han Jue too happy.

The fact that Immortal God Ji could find time to challenge him meant that the Calamity of True Devils had ended.

Han Jue realized a truth.

The world keeps turning no matter who leaves it!

"Looking at it this way, with the Demon Race defeated and the Demonic Path suppressed, the Heavenly Court shouldn't need to purge the Mortal Realm, right?"

Han Jue thought to himself.

No!

There must be a flawless plan!

Han Jue immediately experienced Primordial Spirit Leaving the Body and leapt into the netherworld.

Leaping from the living Realm into the netherworld was faster for him than traveling to the ends of the earth.

After becoming a Reincarnation Loose Immortal, Han Jue could clearly sense the existence of the netherworld and the Immortal Realm. Upward was the Immortal Realm, downward was the netherworld. As for other worlds, he could not perceive them for the time being.

"Senior Meng Po!"

Han Jue called out.

Ghostly fog surrounded him on all sides. The world was dark with no sun or moon, like the deepest abyss.

"What is it?" Meng Po's voice echoed.

Han Jue asked, "If I want to bring some people into the netherworld, would that be allowed?"

"The living cannot enter the netherworld. You can kill them, and I will bring their Souls before you when the time comes."

"…"

Han Jue smiled and asked, "Senior, are you serious?"

Meng Po said helplessly, "I am also merely a ghost official and cannot control the Underworld. If the Witch Clan rises again in the future, I could help you with these favors."

"Then what can Senior help me with right now? You asked me to take in Tu Ling'er, and I did, yet you can't do anything for me. Are you trying to… get something for nothing?"

Hearing this, Meng Po fell silent.

Han Jue also fell silent.

Meng Po wouldn't fly into a rage out of humiliation and try to kill him, right?

If so, then she wasn't someone he should associate closely with!

Han Jue panicked a little.

After a moment.

Meng Po sighed and said, "How about I give you two ghost official slots?"

Han Jue said helplessly, "Doesn't that still require people to die first?"

"I will also give you a higanbana. It can increase Spiritual Qi and bear fruit that brings the dead back to life."

A higanbana can bear fruit?

Han Jue gained new knowledge.

"Alright, how do I get the higanbana?" Han Jue asked.

"In the quiet of the night, I will have Black and White Impermanence deliver it to your Immortal Cave."

"Good!"

"I leave Tu Ling'er in your care."

"No problem."

Han Jue cupped his hands toward the void in greeting and then departed.

…

Late at night.

Han Jue waited patiently for Black and White Impermanence to arrive.

Speaking of which, he had never seen ghost officials before. Ghostly spirits were rare in the Yuqing Sacred Sect. After all, as a Righteous Path Sect protected by Luck, when Disciples died, their Souls were directly drawn by Reincarnation into the Underworld, avoiding becoming lonely wandering ghosts.

At midnight, a gust of chilly wind blew into the Innate Cave Mansion. Two ghosts passed through the stone gate, one black and one white.

They looked just like Black and White Impermanence, wearing long ghost robes, with ferocious expressions and long tongues hanging outside their mouths down to their chests. They looked gruesome and terrifying. The two ghosts looked identical, the only difference being one was black and the other white.

Hanged ghosts?

Han Jue silently complained inside.

The Enlightenment Sword was still Cultivating, clearly unable to sense the arrival of Black and White Impermanence.

Black Impermanence came before Han Jue and said respectfully, "Meng Po instructed us two to deliver this treasure to you."

With a wave of his right hand, a flower appeared on the table.

The higanbana's leaves and flower were red, with narrow, slender petals looking like thousands of red threads exploding outward—bizarre and tragically beautiful.

Han Jue immediately used the Simulation Trial to inspect them.

[Black and White Impermanence: Fifth Layer of the Loose Immortal Realm, Netherworld Ghost Officials]

Only fifth layer of the Loose Immortal Realm?

Han Jue had thought Black and White Impermanence were very strong.

He asked curiously, "Are you two the only Black and White Impermanence in the Underworld?"

White Impermanence smiled and said, "Not at all. We two are only responsible for the Yin and Yang ghost affairs of this Mortal Realm."

One pair of Black and White Impermanence per Mortal Realm?

"Farewell."

Black Impermanence cupped his hands and smiled. He turned around to leave with White Impermanence, vanishing into thin air before even reaching the stone gate.

Han Jue stood up and picked up the higanbana. The Enlightenment Sword asked curiously, "Who were you speaking to just now?"

Hearing this, Han Jue casually replied, "Two ghost officials."

Ghost officials?

The Enlightenment Sword felt her skin crawl.

Why didn't she see them?

Han Jue carefully examined the higanbana, sensing the immense Spiritual Qi and Reincarnation Qi contained within it.

Worthy of being a flower from the netherworld!

Han Jue couldn't easily judge the value of the higanbana, so he planted it in a corner of the Immortal Cave.

"You will look after this flower from now on," Han Jue instructed the Enlightenment Sword.

The Enlightenment Sword nodded hastily and watched as Han Jue planted the higanbana in the corner.

Han Jue returned to his bed and resumed Cultivating.

The Reincarnation Loose Immortal Realm was not divided into nine minor sub-Realms, but rather into the Early Stage, Middle Stage, Late Stage, and Perfection.

With only four stages, the time required for Han Jue to Break Through each minor Realm would inevitably be longer than before.

The more this was the case, the more energy Han Jue needed to devote to Cultivating.

He could not slack off!

…

High above layers of cloud seas, a tiny black rift appeared in the azure sky, continuously spilling thunder and lightning that writhed like lightning snakes.

A figure slowly stepped out from the black rift.

It was none other than Daoist Jue Yan!

Daoist Jue Yan spread his arms and inhaled the Spiritual Qi of the Mortal Realm, exclaiming with emotion, "The Mortal Realm is still the best."

Another figure stepped out from the black rift behind him; it was a woman in black robes.

The woman in black had a cold and stern face, her hair styled in a high bun, her demeanor dignified, though a chill emanated from her eyes.

"I will not interfere in the affairs of the Mortal Realm unless we encounter an existence that surpasses it," the woman in black spoke.

Daoist Jue Yan hastily turned to look at her, bowing deeply as he said, "Thank you, Senior, for accompanying me this time."

The woman in black snorted coldly, "I don't know what relationship you have with him, but since he spoke personally, I came to assist you. Go ahead. I'll wander around the mortal world in the meantime."

Daoist Jue Yan gave an apologetic smile, nodding and bowing obsequiously.

The woman in black vanished from where she stood.

Daoist Jue Yan let out a long sigh of relief, a smile appearing on his face.

"Heavenly Immortal Manor… and the fellow who killed my demon pet, not a single one of you will escape!"

…

After planting the higanbana, time flew by, and ten years passed.

Han Jue, who was Cultivating, opened his eyes and frowned slightly.

For some reason, he had been feeling uneasy recently, and this feeling was growing stronger and stronger.

The last time he felt this way was when the True Devils attacked.

Could the Demon Race be causing trouble again?

Han Jue took out the book of misfortune and began cursing the Vermilion Bird to vent.

While cursing, he checked his interpersonal relationships.

After so many years, his friends had all made progress.

The slowest were still the original Elders of the Yuqing Sacred Sect, including Li Qingzi, whose Aptitudes were far too mediocre.

The Yuqing Sacred Sect was now considered a Holy Land, recruiting Disciples not only from Great Yan but also from surrounding states, whose Aptitudes far surpassed those of former Disciples.

As the Yuqing Sacred Sect grew stronger and stronger, the Elders were constantly being replaced. Most resigned on their own, unable to bear the pressure.

When the average cultivation of Core Disciples reached Nascent Soul, Elders in the Nascent Soul Realm indeed found themselves in an awkward position.

"No, my cultivation can't be raised in a short time. I need to enhance my Divine Abilities. After all, the Heavenly Court could attack at any moment."

Han Jue thought to himself.

Six days later, he began to comprehend the Three Pure Ones World Extermination.

A month later, he continued to comprehend the Somersault Cloud.

I can't just think about instant kills; I must develop holistically!

One year later.

Han Jue comprehended all his Divine Abilities and Sword Intent to his limits.

He breathed a sigh of relief as the uneasiness in his heart finally subsided.

As expected!

A sense of security must ultimately rely on one's own strength!

Late-night bomb drop!