Who is this beauty? What business do you have with this General?
The Mighty General circled the woman, wondering if she was here to offer herself.
Meng Po’s features were as picturesque as a painting, her three thousand strands of black hair cascading down.
Between her brows bloomed a Red Spider Lily.
Bewitching, cold, and stunning.
She was breathtakingly beautiful.
As the two conversed,
No one noticed a small, round ball quietly rolling out from beneath Meng Po’s skirt.
It concealed itself nearby.
The livestream feed gradually cleared.
A man and a woman could be seen confronting each other in the air.
The man wore a ghost mask and was tall and imposing.
The woman possessed a cool and aloof aura, complemented by the enchanting Red Spider Lily, making her appear utterly cold and alluring.
She was a peerless beauty.
Is this Meng Po? My God! Meng Po, you’re killing me!
I’ve decided, Meng Po is my goddess from now on!
Finally, I understand the saying: “There is a beauty in the north, peerless and captivating.”
Love it, love it! Is that the Mighty General next to her? He certainly looks mighty.
Why is the Mighty General wearing a mask? Heh, sacrifice me to the heavens to cheer on Meng Po.
The livestream’s popularity surged.
Quick-fingered viewers had already screenshotted Meng Po’s unparalleled beauty and shared it on social media.
Hurry to the livestream to witness Meng Po’s world-shattering beauty!
The comment section was flooded with question marks: ???
Who is this beauty?
Ghosts, screenshots, and recordings are all invisible.
These people stared blankly at the black screen images and entered the livestream.
Upon entering, they were stunned.
I could stare at these legs for three years!
Watch your words upstairs! Get in line!
My mom asked if I’ve saved enough money for my wife.
Meng Po stared intently at his face.
Rumor has it the General is handsome and mighty. May I ask why you always wear a mask? Could you let me see?
The Mighty General provocatively moved closer. What, my dear, are you very interested in this General?
Perhaps you’d like to enter my manor for a night of long conversation?
If the General is unwilling to remove his mask, then I can only—
Meng Po raised her eyes.
With lightning speed, she lunged towards the ghost mask.
Then I can only do it myself!
The Mighty General’s figure flickered, dodging the attack.
Spicy enough, I like it!
There’s even more spice!
Meng Po’s attacks were fierce, her target the mask.
The Mighty General alternated between defending and counter-attacking, his sole aim to tame this wild horse.
The two fought increasingly ferociously, the surrounding buildings frequently destroyed.
The ghosts in the manor fled in droves.
Meng Po, looking at the ghost mask, suddenly cried out:
Qi Hesheng!
The Mighty General, who was about to dodge, froze.
It was this moment of pause.
Meng Po’s figure accelerated, and she successfully snatched the mask.
Feeling a coolness on his face, the Mighty General immediately regained his senses, snatched the mask back, and put it on again.
I was injured in the face when I was young. I hope I don’t frighten you, my dear.
In mere seconds, however, Meng Po had already seen his face clearly.
His sword-like eyebrows and hawk-like eyes, a finger-length scar on his face, quite terrifying.
Most importantly.
Three fen to the right of his brow, there was a beauty mark.
Qi Hesheng?
How do you know that name? The Mighty General narrowed his eyes at her.
He hadn’t used that name in a thousand years.
You are truly Qi Hesheng?
Perhaps without seeing his face, just by his reaction to this name.
One could know the answer.
How do I know? Yes, how do I know…
Meng Po smiled, her black hair moving without wind, her ghostly energy surging, reaching the Ghost King realm.
The corners of her eyes turned red, madness brewing in her gaze.
Hahahaha, I’ve waited a thousand years for you, searched for you for a thousand years.
You ask how I know?
You lied to me, telling me to wait for you at the Naihe Bridge, yet you married another, had children, and enjoyed wealth and glory.
Mighty General, Qi Hesheng frowned.
I don’t know what you are talking about.
The woman before him radiated increasing ghostly energy, at least at the Ghost King realm.
Even in her madness, she was breathtakingly beautiful.
How could he abandon such a stunning beauty?
Ahhh! He admits it, he admits it!
Smash him! Meng Po, go! Smash him to bits! Charge!
Why are you just screenshotting! Stand there!
I also want to ask, who can screenshot? She’s stunning!
Where are the artists from the mortal realm! Gather to the right!
The livestream had exploded.
Meng Po had now reached another level of beauty.
If one were to describe it in mortal terms, it would be: a mad beauty.
Beautiful, powerful, and mad.
Her obsession with Qi Hesheng was almost insane.
As much as the viewers loved Meng Po at this moment, they wanted to smash Qi Hesheng even more.
The divine hands are in position, drawn, and uploaded!
Saved!
Saved!
Please artists, photoshop the scumbag next to her! I only want Meng Po!
Please photoshop him out!
Take Meng Po away!
This Mighty General has likely forgotten how many romantic debts he has.
The Underworld.
Jiang Lin was also watching the livestream.
Previously, the viewers in the livestream had been clamoring to see what happened with Meng Po next.
He couldn’t keep up with Meng Po’s speed, so he had the livestream ball follow her directly.
To be honest, he was also quite curious.
Why hadn’t Meng Po found the person after searching for a thousand years?
It turned out this person hadn’t reincarnated, had changed his name, and put on a mask.
Who could possibly find him?
And this Mighty General, why could he bear to abandon Meng Po back then?
Even after being a ghost messenger for several hundred years, he rarely encountered such a beauty as Meng Po.
Jiang Lin took out a bag of sunflower seeds and continued watching.
Crunch, crunch.
Snap, snap.
In the livestream feed.
Meng Po’s power continued to rise.
In the end, her strength approached the peak of the Ghost King realm!
Only one step away from the Emissary realm!
Since she had confirmed it was him, she no longer needed to hold back.
Ghost Ranks: Specter, Ghoul Soldier, Ghost General, Great Ghost General, Ghost King.
Above the Ghost King are the Emissary realm and the Nether Emperor realm.
Finally, there is the Underworld King.
The Underworld King is not just a rank title, but also a position of respect.
In this Underworld, there will only be one Underworld King realm, and only one Underworld King.
Ruling the entire Underworld, above all Yama Kings.
Therefore.
Excluding the Underworld King, the strongest below the Underworld King realm is the Nether Emperor realm.
Next is the Emissary realm.
Once I kill you, you can explain yourself to the Underworld King!
Meng Po wasted no more words.
The vast ghostly energy within her surged forth, and with her movements, attacked Qi Hesheng.
This time, she held nothing back.
Every strike was fatal!
Seeing that communication was impossible, Qi Hesheng let out a loud shout:
Ghost Soldiers, obey!
Tens of thousands of ghost soldiers appeared in unison, blocking in front of him.
Present!
Where are the Ghost Generals?
Your subordinates are here!
Several more Ghost Generals appeared, all facing Meng Po, ready to attack.
Qi Hesheng stood behind the numerous ghost soldiers and generals, looking at Meng Po from afar.
His cultivation was only at the late Ghost King stage.
Late Ghost King and peak Ghost King might sound similar.
However, peak Ghost King had actually stepped halfway into the Emissary realm.
Although he didn’t know when he had provoked this woman, she clearly harbored murderous intent.
He now only sought self-preservation.
Such a commotion should have alerted that person.
He only needed to hold on a little longer.
Heh!
Mere ghost soldiers, are you sending them to their deaths?
Meng Po sneered.
With a wave of her hand, thousands of ghost soldiers transformed into Yin energy and dissipated into the heavens and earth.