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Chapter 1354 - 1351: By the Black Water Pond, Ghost City of Youhuan (First Update)

Chapter 1354: Chapter 1351: By the Black Water Pond, Ghost City of Youhuan (First Update)

At a place ten thousand miles from the gorge stood a city.

This city was built beside the Black Water Pond, shrouded in perpetual darkness. To the Ghost Race, it was considered an invaluable site of blessing.

This was the realm of the Youhuan Ghost King, who controlled tens of thousands of miles of territory and commanded over a dozen Ghost Masters.

At this moment,

Youhuan City was abuzz with activity. A dozen merchant caravans, drawn by ghost horses and shadow oxen, arrived in grand procession, bringing with them a myriad of rare treasures.

Without exception, these merchant caravans came from the Ghost Masters under the Ghost King’s command, under the pretense of paying tribute.

But only those Ghost Masters truly understood what this supposed "tribute" actually meant.

Among the treasures brought, the most abundant were various living souls.

In this ghostly realm, living souls had become a form of hard currency akin to money.

If one wasn’t sure what to offer, gifting living souls would surely not go wrong.

Naturally, the Youhuan Ghost King had noticed this, yet his heart could muster little joy.

After all, of all the precious goods gifted to him, not a single one was his to keep—they had to be passed further up the chain.

To his excessively greedy nature, this was an unbearable reality.

Thus, his expression had been grave throughout.

Consequently, the atmosphere in the Council Hall grew heavy.

His subordinates, knowing their lord’s temper all too well, dared not make even the slightest sound—though they wouldn’t breathe even if they could.

"Which territory has yet to deliver its tribute?" Youhuan Ghost King asked in a deep voice.

One figure stepped forward from the ranks, "My Lord, only Du Wang, Ghost Master of the Poison Node, has yet to deliver the mandatory tribute!"

"Hmph! Du Wang!" Upon hearing the name, Youhuan boiled with rage and slammed the table violently.

"That rogue has been relying on his considerable strength and potential to ascend to the rank of Ghost King! He’s grown increasingly disrespectful to me. Now it seems I must teach him a lesson!"

As his words ended, a flash of greed and malice flickered in Youhuan’s eyes.

The hall fell into silent agreement.

No one among the ghosts dared make a sound.

For them, such incidents were utterly ordinary.

The Ghost Race was, after all, a species that fully embodied the principles of survival of the fittest and the law of devouring the weak.

As long as Du Wang had not ascended to Ghost King, Youhuan’s treatment of him was entirely within bounds.

Still, one ghost couldn’t hold back their curiosity and spoke, "My Lord, the Destined Ghost Monarch traditionally hosts grand birthday celebrations every year. Why is it exceptionally extravagant this time though?"

"Indeed! I’ve heard that all the Ghost Kings are required to attend!" This sparked a commotion in the Council Hall.

Youhuan sneered, "A birthday celebration? Ha! What a joke! That nonsense would only fool clueless fools like you! That Destined Ghost Monarch is merely using the pretense of a grand celebration to gather us Ghost Kings for a discussion!"

Youhuan’s words revealed his intense discontent toward his superior.

To be fair, it was impossible for him to harbor satisfaction toward his superior.

For he was greedily cruel, and the Destined Ghost Monarch was even more so!

Under such exploitation, Youhuan constantly entertained thoughts of overthrowing his superior.

But due to disparity in strength, his ambitions had yet to come to fruition.

The ghosts in the Council Hall instinctively ignored the dissatisfaction in his speech and instead curiously pressed him further.

"My Lord, what could be important enough for the Destined Ghost Monarch to summon all the Ghost Kings under the guise of a celebration?"

"Heh! Important, you ask!" A blend of greed and bitterness surfaced on Youhuan’s increasingly materialized features.

"Do you know that the Cang Ming Ghost Monarch, whose realm was adjacent to ours, has suddenly perished? That realm has now become a domain without a master. Countless Ghost Monarchs are eyeing it greedily. Naturally, given its proximity, our Destined Plane is closest to it, and the Destined Ghost Monarch clearly doesn’t intend to let this piece of prized territory slip away!"

The explanation sent shockwaves throughout the Council Hall.

"So that’s how it is! But the Cang Ming Ghost Monarch was an ancient Ghost Monarch of thousands of years, whose strength far exceeded our Destined Ghost Monarch. How could he suddenly perish?" One ghost strategist couldn’t fathom this turn of events.

Youhuan let out a cold snort, "Not only Cang Ming. I’ve heard rumors that deep within the Ghost Realm, chaos abounds. It seems even an exalted and noble figure has fallen!"

The Ghost Realm’s depths... A noble figure...

The combination of those words sent shivers down the spines of everyone in the hall.

Each term was practically untouchable to them.

Keep in mind, the Ghost Realm was so vast that it ranked among the top three within the Multiverse, its countless planes impossible to number.

The Destined Plane occupied only a small and inconsequential corner along its edges.

The true powerhouses of the Ghost Realm resided deep within layers of planes at the realm’s core.

That region was where the strength of the Ghost Realm peaked.

Rumor had it that even an ordinary Ghost King in those depths could effortlessly annihilate entities at the Ghost Monarch Level found outside.

Yet even that didn’t count as true eminence. To be dubbed a "noble figure" within the Ghost Realm’s depths required at least a Ghost Monarch-level presence.

Or perhaps... Someone of the Ghost Emperor’s caliber!

Upon realizing this, the dark aura surrounding the ghosts trembled with fear.

Youhuan, meanwhile, regretted letting slip such ominous information. While he had used a Secret Technique to screen the Council Hall, ensuring no details leaked out, who could truly fathom the capabilities those mighty figures possessed?

A single wrong word could possibly invite catastrophe upon himself.

Quickly shifting topics, he coldly declared, "One more night. If Du Wang still hasn’t arrived by tomorrow, I’ll personally lead a campaign against him!"

"Yes!" The ghosts in the Council Hall responded in unison, their voices brimming with excitement.

For they knew that if Youhuan personally set out, Du Wang’s fate was sealed.

And when that happened, each of them would take the opportunity to claim some spoils for themselves.

Even as the Council Hall hummed with individual schemes, outside the chamber, the Ghost Masters who had come to deliver tribute were similarly brimming with grievances.

"Damn it! Forcing us to surrender so many living souls—is Youhuan trying to drive us to ruin?" one Ghost Master, their body dotted with festering sores, grumbled angrily.

"Shh! Keep your voice down! We’re in Youhuan City now. If Lord Youhuan hears you, you’ll pay dearly!" cautioned a Ghost Master beside him.

"Hmph! He’s busy in the Council Hall discussing tributes for Lord Destined with his minions. How could he possibly overhear us? Besides, so what if he does hear? Am I not allowed to vent my frustrations?" The grumbling Ghost Master clearly harbored deep resentment.

"Hey, have you all noticed something? That brat Du Wang hasn’t shown up yet!" Another Ghost Master scanned the sullen crowd before remarking smugly.

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