Only at the Mahayana Stage Does the Reversal System Appear - Chapter 514

Chapter 512: Meet the Seniors

“Brother Ghost Messenger, please seek justice for us. I was walking down the street when he saw me and suddenly punched me twice. How can I possibly seek justice?”

“I, I don’t know what happened. Seeing his face, I got inexplicably angry and rushed up to him and punched him.”

“…”

After listening to the two ghosts’ stories, the Ghost Messenger understood that the Underworld, to facilitate management of the human world, had made the human souls drink Mengpo soup in advance. These two might have been enemies in past lives, and even if they had forgotten their past lives, they would still fight.

The only option was to move them to a different place, farther away.

“After death, it’s not much easier. Why not just reincarnate?” The Ghost Messenger slumped over the table. He had already dealt with several such cases in a row.

He was exhausted.

“When the Underworld said they’d make an exception and let me stay, I thought it was a good job, but it turns out I’m just working.”

“Come on, Xiao Lu, you’re lucky. At least the ghosts you’re dealing with are still sane, while I’m dealing with a bunch of confused ones. If you find this bothersome, we can switch.” A female ghost approached and, seeing the ghost messenger named Lu, teased casually.

Ghosts who had cultivated in life can retain their sanity by taking Mengpo soup, but those without will become confused.

While everyone in the Kyushu world can cultivate, only a minority actually do, and the majority of the undead are truly mortal.

“Besides, it’s tiring now, but can it be as tiring as when I was alive?”

“It’s certainly not as tiring as when I was alive. Those two idiots are my lifelong enemies. Sometimes I really wish the earth veins could develop intelligence so I could ask them why they chose these two as my heirs.” The ghost messenger named Lu looked disappointed.

“Alright, every time you say you hate those two, you’re actually already beaming with joy. We’re so spoiled to have such an outstanding successor, but you’re the only one who’s ungrateful and keeps complaining.” Another ghost messenger, surnamed Yuan, entered.

Ghost messenger Lu was taken aback. “Why are you all here? What’s a good day like today? Is it a holiday?”

“We were all summoned by King Qin Guang. He told us to gather here and ask about some things.”

“King Qin Guang specifically came to us instead of summoning us?” Ghost messenger Lu was puzzled. The human realm was far busier than the celestial realm. King Qin Guang had as much work as King Yama, with little free time. And yet, under these circumstances, he’d come to him? He

was baffled.

By then, over a dozen of Lu’s colleagues had already arrived in his room.

They all came from the same world and had a good relationship, chatting about their recent experiences and news from their past lives.

“Haha, everyone’s here,” King Qin Guang said as he entered the ghost messenger’s room.

“Greetings, King Qin Guang,” the ghost messengers bowed.

“Let’s skip the formalities.” King Qin Guang waved his hand; he had no business with such formalities. “You are all long-established cultivators in the Jiuzhou World. I’ve come here to ask, have you ever heard of the Mahayana stage?”

“The Mahayana stage… you don’t know about the Mahayana stage?” The ghost messenger named Lu hesitated, and the other ghost messengers had a similar reaction.

“The Mahayana stage is the level after the Tribulation Crossing stage, the pinnacle of mortal cultivation. It allows one to battle Celestial Immortals for dozens of rounds. Even the Immortal Lord of Hellfire and the War Immortal of the Immortal Realm have both reached the Mahayana stage. Isn’t that common sense?”

King Qin Guang observed their coherent introductions, as if he alone was ignorant of the Mahayana stage. “I’ve been dead for millions of years and have met countless immortals, but I’ve never heard of such a thing.”

The ghost messengers exchanged glances. What could be going on? Even if the Mahayana stage was rare, it wouldn’t be so rare that even the Golden Immortal King Qin Guang hadn’t heard of it. How could King Qin

Guang not know something that the Immortal Elder Changcun knew?

It didn’t make sense.

Cultivation is forbidden in the underworld. One’s cultivation level in life is determined by their level after death. Ghost officials never consider or discuss cultivation after death.

“Well, let’s not talk about that. Have you heard of a descendant of yours named Jiang Li?” King Qin Guang stared at the ghost officials, especially the one named Lu, with a burning gaze.

“Of course I know. He’s the most outstanding Human Emperor. His cultivation talent, management skills, and interpersonal skills are the best I’ve ever seen.”

“I thought I’d be meeting him in the underworld soon, but I didn’t expect him to reach the Mahayana stage, gaining the ability to battle Earthly Immortals.”

“He’s finally broken the Human Emperor’s fate of short lifespan and become the longest-reigning Human Emperor.”

“I always thought the Mahayana stage was a lie made up by Immortal Changcun, but who could have imagined it actually existed, and appeared right here in our world of Jiuzhou?”

“Compared to the rest of us, Xiao Li is far superior. Not only has he maintained peace in Jiuzhou, he’s also set an example, regulating the order of the powerful, drawing a map of Jiuzhou, breaking the monopoly, and being impartial and selfless. None of us could have dreamed of such a situation.”

“We thought the best-case scenario for Jiuzhou would be to avoid invasion from the Immortal Realm, but Xiao Li has done even better than we imagined.”

The ghost officials praised Jiang Li one after another, surprising King Qin Guang.

Their cultivation was at the bottom of the pack, but they were all arrogant and rarely praised others.

They certainly had the wherewithal. Killing immortals with mortal strength was simply a fantasy, yet they had accomplished it.

If circumstances permitted, their immortality would undoubtedly have made them exceptionally powerful fighters among the Earthly Immortals.

Furthermore, they were fair-minded, focused on the greater good, and possessed a broader perspective than other ghost immortals.

Recalling Jiang Li’s life story from the Book of Life and Death, Prince Qin Guang understood the ghost officials’ praise.

“Do you think my banner is too exaggerated?”

Prince Qin Guang held out a banner he had prepared, which read, “Welcome Human Emperor Jiang Li to the Underworld for Your Guidance. “

Seeing the banner, the ghost officials fell silent.

“I thought I just heard a familiar voice praising me earnestly?” Jiang Li’s head popped out from outside the doorframe.

Jiang Li smiled as he entered the ghost officials’ room, scanning each familiar face and recalling the statues displayed in the Human Emperor Hall. It was as if he were revisiting history, and an indescribable feeling welled up within him.

The First Human Emperor… The Second Human Emperor… The Twenty-Seventh Human Emperor… The Fifty-Second Human Emperor…

He finally fixed his gaze on the ghost messenger named Lu.

…and his predecessor, the 71st Human Emperor Lu Yu.

“The 72nd Human Emperor Jiang Li greets all the seniors.”

Jiang Li bowed.

The other emperors were surprised, not expecting to see such an outstanding junior here, and they also bowed in return.

“Human Emperor Jiang.”

Only Human Emperor Lu trembled, tears welling up in his eyes. He muttered, “You little brat, why are you here…”

Jiang Li stood up, revealing a sly smile. “Senior Lu, I’m just faking my own death. I’m here to visit the underworld. I’ll be back soon.”

Jiang Li also had tears in his eyes.

(End of this chapter)