Global Dungeon: I Can See the Status Bar

Chapter 204: Chapter 117: One Hundred Thousand Banners to Cut Down Yama!

“Xiaowu, be honest, how did you kill the A-level? What cultivation technique of quality did this A-level practice? Damn it, how can there be such a genius monster in this world!”

Lu Wenwu showed a bashful smile: “Brother Hei… I haven’t killed an A-level player. I can’t even match up with such high-level beings, okay?”

“Then you are?”

“I killed the dungeon boss, slaughtered several in the last run.”

“…”

“Hey! Brother Hei, don’t be like this! It’s not that serious!”

Lu Wenwu tightly hugged a certain Black Impermanence who was trying to slap him to death with his big palm.

Black 985 was full of grief and indignation: “Lao Yao, look at him! Just look at him! This guy is completely unreasonable! I’ve been around for so many years, and according to the new standards, I’m just at A+ level! Xiaowu is only twenty-four! And that’s nominal age!”

“So what? Player levels rise fast, the more talented, the faster. You have to get used to being overtaken. Or… you could consider submitting an application to reincarnate and be a player in the Human World?”

Bai Er Yi Yi was evidently much more placid, not taking much weight on the fact that he was about to be surpassed by a genius.

He was a poor civilian who couldn’t even afford a full meal in his previous life and had no idea what cultivation was.

He merely became a Yin Soldier by a chance after death and then gradually worked his way up to Impermanence. For someone with no cultivation talent, reaching the strength of an S- player was essentially the end of the road.

Unless he actively chose reincarnation, and struggled for a few lifetimes, maybe there was hope of further advancement.

But Bai Er Yi Yi evidently had no such thought; he was very laid-back, content with small fortunes.

His current strength was already sufficient to handle all possible tasks faced by Impermanence, and he was satisfied with his life as it was.

Perhaps this was the simplest and most beautiful wish of ordinary people in ancient Divine Continent.

As long as there was food to eat, a stable job, and a house of one’s own, that would suffice.

In comparison, Black 985’s vigorous drive was more like a modern person.

After being scolded twice, he immediately fell silent, shrinking his neck like a quail as he leaned towards Lu Wenwu, grinning foolishly.

Seeing him like this, Bai Er Yi Yi shook his head helplessly and said to Lu Wenwu: “With your current strength, you might consider going to Ghost An. It’s a department that can fight for a long time, is in high demand, and has high status with few restrictions.”

“Ghost An, the full name is Ghost Gate Security Defense Bureau, a department established directly by Emperor Fengdu himself, responsible for the security surrounding the entire Netherworld of Divine Continent.”

“Theoretically speaking, even the core departments of Ghost An can’t be mobilized privately by the Ten Hall Yama.”

“But that’s just theoretically. In reality, Ghost An is mostly managed by King Yama on a daily basis, Emperor Fengdu, Emperor Dongyue, and the Five Ghost Emperors all… well, you should understand…”

“I understand, I understand, the big shots are all busy with other things and their cultivation, and since Taiyi Jiuju Celestial Venerable and Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva don’t completely count as people of the Underworld, the actual ruler of the Netherworld is King Yama, whom we call Yama in the Mortal World.” Lu Wenwu replied.

“Exactly.”

Bai Er Yi Yi nodded slightly.

“Due to the lack of direct leadership, plus the astonishing power of Ghost An, they can meddle in almost every affair in the Underworld. Many departments only became independent from Ghost An after the overall reorganization of the Underworld in recent decades.”

“Hey, Lao Yao, actually, I’ve always wanted to ask a question.” Lu Wenwu interjected, “Why did the Underworld suddenly reorganize itself?”

“I know why. It was because a super formidable figure descended back then, shocking the entire Netherworld.”

Black 985 immediately became animated once again, his speech and actions exceedingly excited.

“He founded a Quan Tai Ghost School in the Netherworld, with numerous students across the land, even commanding as many as ten thousand Yin Soldiers. The number of ghosts and Yin Messengers voluntarily following him was countless.”

“At that time, even the joint forces of the Ten Hall Yama felt the situation was tricky, Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva had no choice, and Emperor Song of the Third Hall nearly perished from the ensuing conflict!”

“In other words, that big shot almost recreated a new Underworld…”

Recruit old troops from Quan Tai to raise banners of ten thousand and behead King Yama?

Holy crap!