Chapter 59: The Chief Spokesperson of the Myriad Realms

Realm of All Things

When everyone returned to the Realm of All Things, they discovered that the person currently handling matters was not Senior Brother Liang Xiaolong, but a man with a very distinctive appearance.

The man appeared quite young and was exceptionally slender. He wore a vest inlaid with golden embroidered threads, paired with black trousers and old Beijing cloth shoes, making him look completely out of place among the disciples of the Great Thousand Sect who wore either cyan or white robes.

Furthermore, his skin was so pale it was almost transparent, his pupils were close to the color of blood, and two sharp fangs protruded past his lips, emitting a sharp, chilling gleam.

Of course, these details were secondary. In Qin Xi's eyes, the man's most striking feature was... he had a Western face.

That was right. While others might merely think this person looked bizarre, Qin Xi had actually seen such facial features before.

Isn't this fucking a vampire?

Wait, the world I transmigrated into is supposed to be a cultivation world, right?

Qin Xi glanced around, only to confirm it was still the familiar Great Thousand Sect.

Before he could indulge his doubts any further, the vampire-looking man took the initiative to speak.

"Oh my! Aren't these the four little rascals newly arrived in our Great Thousand Sect? Come, come, come over here!"

"Is he calling us?" Qin Xi asked uncertainly.

"I mean you lot, hurry up and get over here!"

A kind-hearted disciple nearby noticed that Qin Xi and his group were bewildered, and quickly explained, "This is Elder Ghost, our Great Thousand Sect's guest elder who manages the Realm of All Things."

"Elder Ghost?"

"You're wrong, it's 'Ghost-ye'. He's a vampire from the Western Profound Continent, and he's been in our Great Thousand Sect for over a thousand years. It's said that even the name of the Realm of All Things was coined by him."

"Heh, I'm much older than that little girl Six-Nine. If my physique hadn't been unsuited for our cultivation methods here, my cultivation level would be higher than hers, and I wouldn't just be a guest elder," Ghost-ye said with a thick, nostalgic Beijing accent.

Qin Xi suddenly remembered how he had once joked that the name "Realm of All Things" sounded like something named by a foreigner.

Turns out it literally was named by a foreigner!

However, since this guy had lived in the Great Thousand Sect for about a thousand years... he could probably be considered a naturalized vampire.

"Heh, you took Liu Yi as your master? Young man?" Ghost-ye looked very cheerful. "Then you're in for a tough time. That girl can't squeeze out a single fart even if you hit her three times with a club. Every day in her dwelling, she pores over artifact crafting and array formations, and she's especially fond of little mud dolls—she's made a whole bunch of them."

"Little mud dolls?"

"I don't even know what those things are, look like sugar figurines molded by hand... Though she always makes a bunch of useless junk, that girl has a good heart. She won't hold back anything when teaching you, so rest assured."

"Ah... By the way, Elder Ghost, we're here to submit a quest." Qin Xi glanced at Ah Ling, who caught the hint and immediately unslung the Azure Demonic Old Ghost Staff from her back, dropping it onto the floor with a loud *clatter*.

"What the holy fuck?" Ghost-ye was startled. "What is this monstrosity? Did you guys go tomb-raiding and haul a corpse back like it was an antique?"

Qin Xi hurriedly explained everything that had happened along the way, while casually handing the manual of *Heaven-Devouring Demonic Melancholy Scripture* to Ghost-ye.

Ghost-ye was greatly shocked. After flipping through several pages, his expression gradually grew solemn.

"This thing is no simple matter... What is the motive of the demonic sect spreading this technique?"

"The specific execution methods can already be classified as demonic arts, but there are some deeper layers within it that an outsider like me can't comprehend. We'll still need to show it to Six-Nine and Liu Yi; those two have much more professional research on demonic arts."

Qin Xi wondered internally why those two would be experts in researching demonic arts.

Ghost-ye returned the *Heaven-Devouring Demonic Melancholy Scripture* to the four of them. "This matter will likely require a meeting to decide. It looks like the Great Qi State is about to be restless once again."

"Right, considering that you completed the quest beyond expectations this time, I'll give you a double reward: six hundred low-grade spiritual stones."

Ghost-ye tapped his storage ring against Qin Xi's, and with a flash of light, the spiritual stones were transferred directly into Qin Xi's storage ring.

Just as the other three were preparing to leave, Qin Xi suddenly spoke up:

"Elder Ghost, can I post a commission?"

"Oh? Naturally, you can."

"Then I commission all disciples: if anyone spots the traces of a demonic beast resembling the legendary ancient Cheng-huang, please be sure to contact Qin Xi in the Youhuang Realm. As for the reward... five hundred spiritual stones."

As soon as Qin Xi finished speaking, Ghost-ye had already drafted the commission. He raised his head with a trace of surprise. "Cheng-huang? Didn't those creatures go extinct ages ago?"

"When we were on our quest this time, we heard rumors of a demonic beast resembling a Cheng-huang, so we got curious and wanted to catch a glimpse, though unfortunately, we didn't find it," Qin Xi said. "That's why I wanted to post a commission to try my luck."

"Well, it's good for a young man to be curious." Ghost-ye nodded, then picked up a large porcelain bowl and took a slurping sip of a crimson liquid.

Looking at the contents of the bowl, no matter how Qin Xi stared at it, it looked precisely like blood.

Seeming to notice Qin Xi's gaze, Ghost-ye looked up and said, "Pig's blood, freshly drained from a pig's neck. Want a sip?"

Qin Xi hastily refused.

"You don't know what you're missing, it's so delicious! You gotta slurp this stuff along the rim while it's still hot!" Ghost-ye slurped noisily along the edge of the bowl.

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Youhuang Realm

Having heard that the Sixth Elder was searching everywhere for Bu Weiwei—seemingly concerning matters of the heaven-defying spiritual roots—she had departed in advance.

As for Jiang Baiqiu, she could never sit still for even a moment. Seeing that Fairy Six-Nine was absent, she also began searching everywhere for people and left as well.

Only Qin Xi and Ah Ling remained in this place.

"Thank you..." Ah Ling added softly as they parted ways.

"Just a trivial matter, what are you thanking me for?" Qin Xi waved his hand indifferently. "Considering you gave me so many spiritual stones alone, I was bound to get this problem solved for you!"

Hug the thighs of a wealthy benefactor whenever you get the chance!

Ah Ling chuckled along, saying, "Then I must also thank you for telling me about the Book of Sages."

Qin Xi broke out in cold sweat.

"Do not flaunt your wealth, do not flaunt your wealth—this is our secret," Qin Xi hurriedly reminded her.

"Mm, yeah!" Ah Ling quickly covered her mouth and nodded cautiously.

After bidding farewell to Ah Ling, Qin Xi wasted no time and sprinted straight toward his dwelling.

Fairy Six-Nine might be away from the dwelling due to various affairs, but his master was a supreme homebody; as long as he returned to the dwelling, it was impossible not to find her.

Without even calling out a greeting, Qin Xi rushed straight into the dwelling, eager to show the *Heaven-Devouring Demonic Melancholy Scripture* to his master.

The moment he stepped inside the dwelling, however, Qin Xi heard a massive crash—a deafening "bang" that almost shattered his eardrums.

"What's that noise?"

Listening closely, Qin Xi realized the sound was coming from the artifact-crafting room.

He tiptoed cautiously toward the entrance of the artifact-crafting room.

The artifact-crafting room was Liu Yi's exclusive domain. At the time, Fairy Six-Nine had specifically warned him never to barge into this place without Liu Yi's permission, otherwise something terrifying would happen.

Something terrifying?

Qin Xi paused his steps as he prepared to enter the artifact-crafting room, hesitating slightly.

Then he thought better of it: with his master's divine sense, noticing that he had returned to the dwelling should be a piece of cake. If his master hadn't stopped him as he approached the artifact-crafting room, didn't that mean his master had already tacitly permitted it?

Thinking his logic was sound, Qin Xi took tiny, hesitant steps and walked inside.