GB Chapter 52

The news of the Ghost Domain’s unification caused an uproar in the martial world. Coupled with the Demonic Cult’s opportune announcement of an alliance, the evil forces suddenly showed signs of rising.

This commotion meant that the Heavenly Dao Alliance could no longer relax. The ten major sects immediately gathered in Gusu to discuss countermeasures. An investigation revealed that it was their own people who had provoked the God of Welcoming Joy first. The righteous leaders were enraged, and the notoriously short-tempered Lord of Water Moon Manor beat every member of the offending sect, from top to bottom. However, things had already reached this point, and punishing the instigator could not stop the development of the Ghost Domain. The Heavenly Dao Alliance had no choice but to quickly recall He Huan and He Ku, who were traveling abroad, to formulate a plan.

Of course, while the cultivators in the martial world were now very excited, Zhuge Qingtian, as a newly born Ghost God, was leisurely basking in the sun on the railing, only commenting, “He actually became a Ghost Emperor, Third Uncle really goes all out when he acts.”

“That’s good, at least your grandmaster won’t have time to harass us,” Qianren added.

Ghosts have always favored shady places, and Huanhun Island is perpetually without sunlight. A ghost like Zhuge Qingtian who likes to bask in the sun is a rare phenomenon. Shaking his head helplessly at him, Qianren did not say much, merely channeling his energy to propel the magic treasure ship past the reefs and continue forward.

After the Demon Lord died, the Heavenly Dao Alliance sealed off the Realm of the End of the World. This place had been untouched for hundreds of years. Not only were there many sea beasts and ghosts, but also numerous ancient formations. Therefore, after flying to a certain point, they had to travel by water. Fortunately, when He Huan came, he remembered to give his disciple some pocket money. This magic treasure ship was casually given to Qianren to play with, which solved their immediate problem.

Zhuge Qingtian had regained his memories and now had some understanding of the prices in the martial world. Looking at the resources in the storage ring, his first reaction was to lament that the number one Xuan Gate was indeed wealthy. Then, he heavily scorned a certain grandmaster for being wasteful.

Now that the Tian Shu Pavilion and Xiliang had fallen, Zhuge Qingtian was alone and without burdens, naturally with no interest in these matters. However, after thinking carefully, it seemed inappropriate for Qianren, as a Great Protector of the Demonic Cult, to ignore such a major event. Although he wanted to restore his physical body as soon as possible, he ultimately asked considerately, “Such a big thing has happened in the martial world, shouldn’t you go back as a Great Protector of the Demonic Cult?”

Qianren had not yet informed Zhuge Qingtian of the Demonic Cult’s internal problems. He was in a difficult position to return because he had just formed an alliance between the Demonic Cult and the Ghost Domain. Ultimately, uniting with other forces to confront the righteous path was something that the Cult Leader should do.

Thinking this, the former old workhorse of the Demonic Cult was enjoying himself, leaving official business aside. He calmly replied:

“If the elders still don’t know to dig out the Cult Leader to take charge of the situation, then I might as well pack my bags and run.”

In Zhuge Qingtian’s opinion, Qianren should manage an important matter like forming an alliance with the Ghost Domain. But this man didn’t even bat an eye. He could only sigh, “Why does your tone when talking about the Cult Leader sound no different from digging up a sweet potato?”

However, Qianren only had one confident reply to this, “Is there a difference between him and a sweet potato?”

“To let you be the Great Protector for forty years, the Demonic Cult Leader is truly a kind-hearted person.”

In this day and age, there were not many superiors who would not kill their subordinates who mocked them daily like this. After making this comment, Zhuge Qingtian contentedly crossed the Cult Leader off his list of love rivals. Then, seeing that the remaining two grandmasters had paired up themselves, Qianren’s only possible romantic partner was his own remaining disciple. What a wonderful and reassuring future, thank goodness for the master’s cold personality!

After coming out of the Ghost Domain, Zhuge Qingtian had been excited about seeing the light of day, looking at the azure sea and the dazzling sunlight. He didn’t want to be quiet at this moment and immediately found another topic to chat about, “By the way, why are the others in the Demonic Cult all elders, but you are a Great Protector, Master?”

There was no one on the sea and nothing to do. With Zhuge Qingtian, this Ghost God, on board, ordinary ghosts didn’t dare come looking for death. Even though Qianren had always disliked talking, he could only chat with him to pass the time. Glancing at this disciple who had been unusually talkative for a while, he casually replied, “Because the Cult Leader is used to calling me that.”

Wait, that habit sounds suspiciously like doting!

He answered casually, but Zhuge Qingtian’s eyes twitched. He immediately felt that the list of love rivals he had crossed off had suddenly become dangerous again. He questioned, “Then, the reason why you’re the only protector but are called the Great Protector…”

“What do you think?”

Okay, because the Cult Leader is used to calling him that.

Without needing to answer, Zhuge Qingtian understood everything. With a straight face, he put an emphasized mark on You Jiang’s name. Then, holding a brush, he said to Qianren, depressed, “Darling, I want to draw you, without a top.”

Heh, why don’t you draw without pants?

Since arriving in the Ghost Domain, he hadn’t used this address for a long time. Hearing it suddenly, Qianren actually felt a bit nostalgic, but soon looked over with a dark face, “Tell me, what is your reason for courting death?”

Then, Zhuge Qingtian displayed his list of love rivals and said righteously, “I’m jealous. To consolidate my position, I’ve decided to get used to calling you that too!”

“I’ve never seen someone be so open about being jealous.”

Helplessly looking at the bright red mark under You Jiang’s name, Qianren finally came to terms with reality. In fact, Zhuge Qingtian’s personality didn’t have much to do with his memories. Or rather, it was precisely because he had lost the constraints of the etiquettes in his memories that he was able to fully display his true nature.

Zhuge Qingtian had originally wanted to slightly suppress his nature, at least to let Qianren see how gentle and polite he was in the past, praised by teachers. But as soon as he left the Ghost Domain, he had the excitement of being released from prison. Then, he completely gave up that unreliable idea. Anyway, his master was used to him this way. No matter what, the number of times he got used to calling him had to be greater than that of the Cult Leader!

Thinking this, he suddenly discovered a blind spot. He exclaimed in surprise, “Wait, are you admitting that I am qualified to be jealous?”

Demonic cultivators had always been bold and unrestrained. If two people liked each other, they could engage in physical intimacy within a day. Although Qianren had been forced to practice asceticism for sixty-eight years due to demonic energy, he wouldn’t hesitate when he met the right person. However, righteous cultivators placed great emphasis on feelings in dual cultivation. Qianren had always been bad at this. Although he tried to consider it carefully, the final sentence he uttered was, “Do you think I’m making a body for you now as an act of charity?”

He was slightly annoyed that these words sounded as if he had only taken a liking to the other person’s body, which righteous cultivators probably didn’t like to hear. Zhuge Qingtian’s eyes widened instantly. He encouraged, “Tease me more, be bolder, don’t stop!”

“…”

Looking at this person with a cold expression, Qianren began to think about a serious question. Would stripping a Ghost God naked be considered a perverted act of desecrating a corpse?

While they were engaged in their usual mutual teasing, Lüling, who had been sitting aside under a thundercloud without any presence from beginning to end, finally couldn’t help but interrupt, “I’ve been sitting on the deck for an hour, are you really not going to talk to me?”

With such a big sprite sitting next to them, with a thundercloud that occasionally flashed, Zhuge Qingtian naturally couldn’t have really not seen him. He only glanced at him with dissatisfaction, “I thought you would be sensible enough to fly away.”

His tone was obviously dismissive. Lüling felt quite wronged that he had specially brought them outside news. Pouting his lips, he said, “I was going to leave, but I feel the need to remind you, this is the way to the Sea Corner.”

“We are following the map that grandmaster gave us, right? If that pile of things could be called a map.”

Lüling was very familiar with the route to the Sea Corner. Zhuge Qingtian had felt something was wrong when he first met him. Now hearing him say this, he immediately flipped over the paper he was writing on. Then, enduring the eye damage caused by the messy doodles to a master of painting, he asked the above question.

Okay, he finally understood why grandmaster never drew erotic art himself. Even the ink splashes that he had accidentally knocked over on paper when he was three years old looked more like maps than this man’s drawing!

Zhuge Qingtian was unable to look at He Huan’s drawing skills, but Qianren had long been accustomed to his master’s works. Taking a look, he only said faintly, “Based on my many years of experience in recognizing his maps, the direction should be correct.”

To actually be able to recognize the sea route from that pile of unidentified objects, is this man a god?

Looking at his master with admiration, Zhuge Qingtian did not conceal his suspicion toward his grandmaster, “Then, based on your experience, is he playing with us?”

“…”

Qianren’s serious silence had fully expressed his distrust toward someone. Therefore, Zhuge Qingtian’s expression also became aggrieved. Although he was a bit afraid of those things, that unscrupulous grandmaster couldn’t deprive him of the chance to kiss, right? He was over two hundred years old and hadn’t even kissed someone he liked. Was that reasonable?

Perhaps his expression was too sorrowful, Qianren thought for a while and still comforted him, “Given how eager he is to find a cultivation partner for me, I don’t think it’s likely that he’s playing with us.”

“Really?”

Although his master said so, Zhuge Qingtian was still very suspicious of a certain grandmaster. Fortunately, Qianren had always been very serious, which gave him an affirmative answer, “I’m sure. Because from here, we need to fly into the sky.”

Looking in the direction Qianren pointed, a layer of clouds enveloped in lightning appeared in their vision. Zhuge Qingtian didn’t expect the Realm of the End of the World to actually be in the sky. He could only lament, “Actually, the naming methods of the old seniors were quite simple.”

However, before they could consider how to pass through the thunderclouds, Lüling, who was once again ignored, suddenly exclaimed, “Isn’t this the place where I was born?”

The author has something to say:

Zhuge Qingtian: I suspect the cult leader is my love rival.

Qianren: No, he is a straight man, and he likes the junior master type.

He Huan: I think that’s contradictory, You Jiang, come and chat with the seniors about life.

He Ku: But he is straight.

You Jiang: What are you guys doing by tagging me, I have to do big things!

Lüling: You guys don’t want to play with me, wails and cries.

Author: Three days of ten thousand words a day achieved, hold on, I’m going for a five kill!