Chapter 161: Request for Defense
Ever since the three ghost judges had returned, Qingyang Temple had regained its usual peace. Perhaps the matter of the ghost judge selection had given the underworld’s envoys a renewed sense of purpose — even the way they managed wandering spirits had become far more diligent and responsible than before.
Even Master Xu from the Celestial Master Hall sent word that the number of commissions related to malevolent spirits causing trouble had dropped significantly. Sometimes, when disciples went out to subdue spirits, they would run into underworld envoys already there to collect souls. Their work attitude was so proactive and eager — all striving to make a good impression in hopes of gaining extra points for the next ghost judge selection. And even if they failed this time, there would be another chance twenty years later, after all.
For a while, the operations of the Netherworld’s Youling Domain reached an unprecedented level of harmony and progress.
Everyone in the Mystic Sect was quite pleased by this turn of events — everyone except one particular old man who suffered nightly ghost attacks.
Bai Yu truly felt his old age had become pitiful beyond words. It was bad enough that he spent his days teaching classes and getting beaten up in training, but now, even at night, he had to deal with spirits suddenly appearing out of nowhere.
Ever since the three ghost judges had last visited him, the spirits of Youling Domain seemed to have gone mad. Every now and then, a few would pop up in his room at night — not only scaring him half to death but also chilling the air with their ghostly aura until his old bones creaked with cold. All his rest time was being spent “seeing ghosts.”
“Girl, you have to think of something!” The old man looked utterly miserable, pointing at the dark circles under his eyes. “If this keeps up, I might as well descend to the underworld and become a Yama myself! Even if you won’t help for the sake of our shared sect, at least consider the quality of my lectures! Yesterday, I nearly fell asleep in class! If my teaching gets bad and they want to refund the tuition, what will we do?”
Yun Jiao blinked, glanced at him, and nodded thoughtfully. “You have a point. How about I make you some pills to refresh your mind and boost concentration?”
“…” Was that the point?!