The Mightiest Little Master of Metaphysics
Chapter 84 Lifelong Auspiciousness

Chapter 84: Chapter 84 Lifelong Auspiciousness

The Ghost Soldiers were tall and imposing, their dark shadows looming over Yun Qi like a fierce beast facing an innocent little lamb.

However, the little lamb waved its paw, and the Ghost Soldiers immediately parted into two lines, making way.

Yun Qi’s sweet and gentle voice rang out, "Go back and tell him, Qi is very busy right now, so we won’t meet. Maybe next time, and make sure to prepare something delicious for me."

"Yes." A Ghost Soldier wearing a white hat bowed and led his subordinates away.

The Black Jade around Yun Qi’s neck began to stir restlessly.

"What are you doing?" Yun Qi grabbed the Black Jade, asking discontentedly.

From within, Hu Yuying’s voice echoed faintly, "So this is the Ghost City? It’s where we ghosts live. Can you let me out to experience it too?"

"No!"

Yun Qi sweetly yet mercilessly refused her.

She kindly explained further;

"Because you don’t have that little seal, like my uncle said, you’re a black-listed ghost!"

The little seal is the Ghost Seal, the essential proof for moving around the Ghost City.

Yun Qi didn’t really understand these matters, but Yun Qiuce had once shown an ID card when dealing with traffic police, and later explained to her that without such a thing, one is black-listed.

Yun Qi thought, whether it’s in the Ghost City or the human world, the logic is mostly the same.

Hu Yuying responded with a disappointed "Oh."

Little Green Snake: "Then I..."

"You’ll get squashed!" she barked fiercely.

"Oh."

Even Little Green Snake wilted and the Mountain Ghost decided to stay silent.

Liu Xianglei was still lying on the ground, and from Yun Qi’s fingertips flowed several strands of golden threads, which wrapped around his body, lifting him into the air to float alongside Yun Qi.

They arrived at the foot of a Ghost Mountain, where heavy and thick barriers opened like checkpoints, leading them inside the Ghost Mountain. A vast dome greeted their eyes, with countless crisscrossing iron chains above, each end wound around a single iron pillar.

It appeared grand and magnificent, yet had an inherently terrifying aura.

Even Hu Yuying and Little Green Snake were too scared to make a sound.

In front was a bloody sea of nine thousand miles, where countless spirits and ghosts were cast into it, emitting heart-wrenching screams.

In the blood sea, enormous demonic creatures would occasionally pop their heads out, opening their massive mouths to devour the ghosts thrown into them.

Along the mountain wall were winding paths, where groups of ghosts in snow-white robes walked with slow and steady steps, their faces washed of vicious energy, appearing peaceful and serene.

Liu Xianglei was awakened by the screams from the blood sea, and upon opening his eyes, saw a nine-headed monster opening its mouth and swallowing several ghosts in one go, spewing out a mouthful of blood.

With a roll of his eyes, he was about to faint again.

Yun Qi reacted swiftly, placing a Spirit Talisman on his forehead.

With the talisman tugging at him, Liu Xianglei couldn’t faint even if he wanted to. Too afraid to look at the scene, he covered his face, peeking through a small gap between his fingers, his voice buzzing.

"Little Master, where are we? You’re not going to throw me in there, are you?"

He would rather die at this point.

"Don’t worry, Qi wouldn’t do that."

Yun Qi kindly patted his head, comforting him, "You aren’t dead, so you can’t be thrown in even if you wanted."

Liu Xianglei suddenly felt that being alive was better.

"Qi is taking you to meet someone."

Yun Qi extended her five fingers, twirling her wrist in the air,

in the distance, a mountain gate thunderously opened, and a white light engulfed everyone.

Liu Xianglei felt as if he was on a roller coaster, with the world spinning and his head in a daze. When his body finally stabilized, and he opened his eyes, he was met with a pair of unfamiliar yet familiar eyes.

Those eyes showed no signs of aging, with a calm and peaceful glow in them.

As they looked at Liu Xianglei, a gentle smile slowly spread across their face.

"Dad... Dad!"

Liu Xianglei was struck like lightning, unable to process anything, but his emotions took over, with tears welling up in his eyes.

"Dad, I..."

He had so many words he wanted to say.

In an instant, memories of the rumors and gossip he heard as a child flowed through his mind:

"This child is so pitiful, his father died so horribly."

"Sigh, with no body left, dying in such an ugly way, he probably wasn’t a good person."

"I heard his father died in place of his uncle, his uncle is so rich, didn’t he do something shady?"

"Haven’t you heard? Construction sites always need a living person for a sacrifice, or else something will definitely go wrong with the project."

...

Those rumors, irresponsible speculations, cast a shadow over his young heart, making him firmly believe over his long years of growing up in the tragic death of his father and the machinations of his uncle.

"Ah... Ah..."

The enlarged white figure across from him moved its mouth, but no words came out.

The soft, sweet voice was exceptionally calm at this moment, even carrying a hint of ethereal sanctity, "He is about to enter reincarnation and can’t communicate with you. Once he truly enters reincarnation, he won’t remember you anymore."

Liu Xianglei covered his mouth, swallowing back the words he had wanted to say.

It was just as well; for his father to enter reincarnation, the next life would surely be peaceful and uneventful, not as unfortunate as this one.

So what else could he say?

Reason finally prevailed, and Liu Xianglei turned to leave.

But then he saw the white figure across from him move its mouth again and extend its ethereal white fingers.

Perplexed, Liu Xianglei followed the gesture to open his palm, feeling the cool touch of the ethereal fingers passing through his hand.

"Little Master, what is my father trying to do?"

Liu Xianglei widened his eyes, suddenly sensing that his father’s actions were not unconscious but meant to convey something.

He glanced down at his palm, seeing a blurred, waterstain-like impression.

Yun Qi tilted her head, "He wants to tell you something. It’s a word."

After all, she was just a child, familiar with only a few characters, and too short to see clearly. She stood on tiptoe, trying hard to get a better look.

Yet, in an instant, Liu Xianglei was overcome with an outpouring of tears.

It was the word "Xiang."

Just like his name, "Xiang" for auspiciousness and wellness, representing his father’s most simple and heartfelt wish.

The white figure tried again to move its mouth but still made no sound, just a helpless smile.

Then, the figure was swept by a gust of wind and drawn into the mountain gate.

Liu Xianglei clutched his palm, watching as the figure ultimately disappeared.

At last, he accepted reality in that moment, understanding that his fate with his father had ended, never to intertwine again.

"So it was the character ’Xiang’. When you were born, your father must have been so happy, hoping for you to be blessed your whole life."

Yun Qi lowered her foot, tilting her small head.

Despite saying so, her comprehension of adult emotions was still lacking.

Sometimes she would speak with profound reasoning, like a sage possessing wisdom beyond her years.

At other times, she fiddled with the simple entanglements of emotions in a bewildered manner, like a naive young devil, spirited and whimsical.

After crying, Liu Xianglei turned around, deeply bowing to Yun Qi.

"Little Master, thank you. Only now does my heart feel truly at ease."

"Yes, releasing obsessions leads to letting go of hatred."