I'm Actually a Cultivation Bigshot

Chapter 309: Written By A Saint!

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

“Big opportunity! A truly huge opportunity!”

The General of Bloody Sea was unable to stay calm, his lips twitched in one direction as he let out a smile. To the others, his grin was rather vulgar, he looked like a devil!

Many Onis had strange looks on their faces.

Who was the one asking Bing San to stay calm? What was that look on his face? Was he not embarrassed?

“Popo, have a look, this paper is not ordinary!” The General of the Bloody Sea had a serious look on as he handed the paper to Popo.

Popo’s brows furrowed, she received the paper and could not help saying, “What’s the matter? Why did you lose your composure?”

She was cautious, she placed her long-sighted eyes on top of the paper.

In the next instance, the elderly look on his face vanished. Her rickety body instantly straightened up in shock.

As if woken up from a dream, she gasped in shock, “How could this be? This was written by a Saint!”

She glanced at the paper carefully without blinking. The more she looked the more shocked she was. At the end, her eyes went wide while her mouth formed an “o” shape. Her wrinkles were stretched out.

“Indeed, this was definitely written by a Saint!”

She raised her hand and felt the words on the paper. A strange rush of Qi exploded. The golden glow circulated around Popo’s finger, it came with an Avenue Rhythm. At the blink of an eye, the surroundings had turned golden.

On a wall shone by the golden glow, a line of projected words appeared: [The dust returns to the dust, the soil returns to the earth, and the soul returns to the earth. However, you don’t need pain and sorrow... My body is transformed into the six realms, so that you will not dissipate...”

This line of words had the same sacred glow on, sparkling from the wall.

“This, this is...” All of the Onis could not help worshipping. The line of words were like the highest command in the Underworld, it appeared even more like an instruction from above, irresistible.

The golden glow from the paper was in sync with the line on the wall. The two had a golden sparkled in between, creating a cool effect.

“This was the ambition I had when I reincarnated back then.”

Popo stared at the line of words, her eyes looking nostalgic with her thoughts all over the place. She recalled tens of thousands of years ago, thousands and thousands years ago. Thousands of thousands of thousands of years ago.

Back then, in order to fight for the last chance to live, she would rather reincarnate to extradite all the souls, in order for the world to exist longer. In the blink of an eye, one after another natural tribulation, she would not have thought that she would reincarnate into a broken soul.

If she did not separate out a part of her during the reincarnation and became Meng Po, she would have vanished by now.

The General of Bloody Sea pursed his lips, finally he could not hold it back anymore. He called out with a very respectable tone, “General of the Bloody Sea, greetings to...Empress.”

The other Onis felt their hearts sinking. They all lowered their heads and greeted, “Houtu Empress.”

Other than a small number of Onis, most of the Onis were extremely shocked. They only knew that Popo had a well-reputable ranking in the Underworld, they were even rumors about how she was born way before the Underworld. Who would have thought that it was true!

She was the Houtu Empress, in charge of reincarnation!

The legendary...eighth Saintess!?

“What Empress, I’m just an old woman.”

Houtu resumed her elderly state. She lifted her hands and made an extremely humble and respectful gesture at the paper. She said sincerely, “Thank you brother’s help for today.”

The General of the Bloody Sea asked, “Empress, is this useful?”

“Let me teach you one thing.”

Houtu said calmly, holding on the paper. “You must not question or doubt a Saint at work.”

There was no difference between knowing and not knowing. Questioning was an insult to the Saint.

The General of Bloody Sea felt chills in his back. He was terrified, he hastily bowed at the paper politely and stuttered, “Sorry to have offended you.”

“Follow me.”

Houtu held on to the paper and gradually walked into the Styx.

“Roar!”

In the bloody sea, sorrowful roars came out one after another. The bloody sea was rippling like a bloody monster, about to swallow everything.

In here, even the General of the Bloody Sea was unable to stay on any longer. In the bloody sea, countless skeletons were struggling. Outside the bloody sea, countless evil ghosts and spirits were luring around. The original place to repress the ghosts and have been turned into a playground for them!

“Roar!”

The appearance of Houtu and the group became the centre of attention. It was like oil being added into a sizzling pot, splashing and exploding.

Countless ghosts were no longer terrified by the Onis. They had the intention to wildly destroy everything. They rushed toward them with killing intent, there were Ghost Kings among them.

With such a strong temperament, even the General of the Bloody Sea felt pressurized. He felt his heart getting heavier, he could not help feeling ready to fight for his last chance to live!

Meanwhile, a ray of golden glow lit up suddenly.

It formed an aperture, hovering around the crowd.

The color of the aperture was not thick, it was dazzling. In contrast, it was gentle.

However, this golden glow was able to keep the millions of ghosts outside. However brutal and wild they were, they were unable to get past it. In fact, the spreading glow was gradually forcing them to stagger backward.

All of the ghosts stood in the golden glow, they gasped open their mouths in unison. Their eyes sparkling like stars without blinking as they looked at the performance of the golden light.

This feeling was like when an ordinary man saw an Immortal landing. They could only stand by a side blankly, worshipping with an extremely respectful heart.

No matter how many numbers and how powerful the ghosts were, in front of the golden glow, they were like ordinary animals, instantly halted.

This was too powerful, unbelievable!

The golden glow was covering more and more areas. Gradually, the paper gradually floated under the gaze of everyone.

As if flowing in the wind, it rose up in the air. Finally, as if a small sun, it shone light at every corner of the bloody sea.

All of the ghosts with no exception, went back into the bloody sea. They dared not to show their heads. The rippling bloody sea was slightly calmed, as if turning into an ordinary river, flowing gently.

The continued to fly in the air and stuck onto a wall. With a flash, the paper disappeared and blended into the wall. A line of words were engraved onto the wall.

This line of words were like the most terrifying seal in the world, overwhelming the entire Styx thoroughly.

All of the strange sights had vanished. Only the sound of the stream was heard, compared to moments ago, this was a completely different world.

Everyone could not help feeling mind-blown.

“So...so powerful.” Bing San’s head was buzzing. He even felt as if he was dreaming. “I actually met such a powerful figure? And I even had the honor to speak to him?”

“This...is undoubtedly a Saint!”

Houtu took in a deep breath, her eyes showing how she was having a deep thought, “This Reborn Curse is slightly close to Buddhism, however, Buddhism was completely vanished from the last disaster. Even reincarnation is no longer possible, who would it be? How did he survive? Or perhaps...he’s the Ninth Saint?”

She shook her head and said with a solemn tone, “Now is not the time to think about this. Now that the Styx is calmed, you all must rush over to the ordinary realm to calm things down!”

...

Days had passed.

Ever witnessing how the Immortals vanished the ghosts with his own eyes, Li Nianfan was unable to calm down for a very long time.

The Immortals were so powerful, so powerful! By lifting their hands, they could give out special effects. What a cool feeling!

Killing demons and ghosts had always been the dreams of many people. Even the thought of it made one excited.

Let alone being able to travel on clouds! How enviable!

‘I won the jackpot to have transgressed here. And yet they only allow me to watch without having the power? How suffocating!’

He then thought about how bad the situation in the Underworld was. Li Nianfan was upset, he was even more scared of dying.

‘Sigh, let me live one day at a time. After all, I could live for a thousand years. If I meet more bigshots and strive for a few hundred years more to live, who knows, the Underworld could be fixed by then.’

‘If I’m lucky enough to grow some Spiritual Root to cultivate, it’d be ideal! I’d smile even when dreaming.’

After the other day, Li Nianfan’s life resumed a long period of peace. He was accompanying Daji while waiting for the gourds in his backyard to grow up gradually.

Meanwhile, he was holding on a carving knife. Along the curl of his finger, he finished the last stroke.

He had a smile on his face.

He said with a mysterious look, “Daji, come here. I’ll show you something nice.”

Daji was curious, she jogged over, “Mr. Li, what is it?”

Fire Phoenix could not help looking over.

LI Nianfan held on the square chess board he carved out with the wood, and then the round shaped chess pieces, “You guess?”

Daji looked at it, “This is...a chess board? Some weird chess pieces? There’re words carved into them.”

“Clever! This is a chess board! It’s call Xiangqi.” Li Nianfan’s eyes sparkled, he said with excitement, “This is an interesting game. Come, hurry, let me teach you how to play.”

Meanwhile, at the Linxian Palace.

Yao Mengji was standing in front of the gate, waiting.

It did not take long before a light rushed over from afar. It was the Holy Emperor.

He landed in front of Yao Mengji and said, “Brother Mengji, what is it that you urgently asked me to come here for?”

Yao Mengji said, “My Sect Mistress would like to discuss with everyone to do something for the expert.”

“Your Sect Mistress?” The Holy Emperor was shocked. She was an Immortal!

He said hastily, “If it’s for the expert, I would do all I could! Just tell me what I can do!”

As he spoke, three more clouds came over.

Gu Changqing and the other two came in clouds. They seemed rather relaxed and languid.

Gu Changqing smiled, “Brother Mengji, what is it that you urgently asked us to come here for?”

Yao Mengji made a polite gesture, “My Sect Mistress is waiting for everyone in the hall. Please let me walk you all there, we will speak as we walk.”

“You’re too polite. We’re all working for the expert.” Instantly, the five of them walked into the hall of the Linxian Palace.

In the hall, Gu Xirou was already waiting for them there. When she saw the crowd, she let out a solemn look and said with a serious tone, “Everyone, I’ve been thinking for a long time. Finally, I figured what we could do for the expert!”