Inside the grand hall.
Yan Luo picked up the wine cup before he rose, looking at the wine within, but did not drink it for a long time.
His thoughts seemed to drift far away through this cup of wine.
Another hundred years had passed…
“Why am I stuck at this realm? I’ve been stuck for a hundred years!”
A first-class ghost messenger let out a long roar towards the sky, “Am I not worthy?!”
“I want to ask that too! Why are there so few ghost messengers in our team that collects information on the dying!”
The captain of the team that gathered information on the dying in the human world, commanding the hellhounds, said indignantly:
“Why do Black and White Impermanence, the sealing team… all have new captains and members this year, but we don’t?”
He grabbed the shoulder of a ghost messenger next to him and shook him vigorously, “You from the internship assignment department, if you have the ability, assign some personnel to us too!”
“It’s not that I don’t give them, it’s that they don’t go!”
The captain of the patrol team who was grabbed roared back, “Is this something I can manage? Where is the intern captain?! Where is the intern captain?!”
“Hic~” A ghost messenger, holding a wine bottle and sitting to the side, drunk, looked at these ghosts and chuckled,
“You are all looking for the wrong ghosts. How can this solve the problem? Hahahaha…”
“If you have the ability, go find Lord Yan Wang~ Hic~”
…
“We will find him!” The first-class ghost messenger who had roared towards the sky earlier spun around in place, feeling dizzy.
“Where is Lord Yan Wang? I want to break through, I want to challenge you!”
As the annual meeting progressed to the latter half, everyone was mostly drunk.
The entire hall was filled with the aroma of wine, and most of the ghost messengers were swaying unsteadily.
Some who couldn’t hold their liquor had already fallen asleep on the side.
For ghost messengers, as their cultivation increased, their lifespan would also gradually increase.
A year was not very long in terms of their total lifespan.
Therefore, the annual meeting was arranged to be held once every hundred years.
A work report once every hundred years, a banquet once every hundred years.
It was also a rare opportunity for the core ghost messengers of the underworld to completely relax and get drunk once every hundred years.
Although these core ghost messengers appeared reliable, calm, and composed in their daily lives, they actually had a lot of accumulated pressure and emotions.
Just like at this moment, this first-class ghost messenger, who had been stuck in the middle stage of the Underworld Envoy realm for nearly a hundred years, felt incredibly stifled.
Only now, being drunk, did he dare to speak like this, dare to say he wanted to challenge Lord Yan Wang.
(Above Ghost King realm are Underworld Envoy realm, Nether Emperor realm…)
Yan Luo withdrew his thoughts, shifted his gaze from the white jade cup in his hand, and landed on the first-class ghost messenger who was speaking.
The corners of his mouth curved, “Alright, I’ll find you an opportunity.”
The first-class ghost messenger was stunned, immediately let out a hiccup, and said with a slurred tongue,
“Let’s fight then!”
Yan Luo leaped up from the highest seat, “Then I’ll make my move, you watch.”
Before his voice had even fallen, Yan Luo’s figure appeared in front of the first-class ghost messenger, and then he delivered a spinning kick.
Boom—!
The ghost messenger only blinked his eyes, and the entire ghost was sent flying backward by the immense impact force.
The terrifying power he unleashed created a gust of wind in his wake, sweeping outwards.
Bang!
The ghost messenger smashed a hole through the wall of the grand hall and flew out.
From beginning to end, he didn’t even get a chance to make a move.
Outside the grand hall.
The patrolling ghost messengers hadn’t even had time to clearly see what was flying out when the first-class ghost messenger disappeared from their sight again.
That first-class ghost messenger was retrieved by the power of the grand hall.
The grand hall, while repairing the hole in the wall, placed the retrieved first-class ghost messenger to lie in a corner.
Besides that, the dining arrangements that were originally well-laid out in the grand hall also had a clean and smooth path created by Yan Luo’s strike.
The captains and dining tables that were originally on that path were all swept to other places by that gust of wind.
Yan Luo retracted his foot and smiled at the core underworld members in the hall, “Anyone else want to come?”
His gaze swept around, pausing on a green-robed judge, “Do you want to try?”
The green-robed judge immediately averted his gaze and did not reply.
He just chuckled dryly, “Hahahaha…”
He did want to try a little.
Yan Luo, however, did not let him off, walking towards him step by step, “Come on, once this village is passed, there won’t be this shop.”
The green-robed judge stood up, cupped his hands, and said, “Then I respectfully accept.”
In an instant, the surrounding captains, whether drunk or not, all retreated a circle of vacuum space.
“Hic~”
The entire grand hall was filled with the aroma of wine.
…
On the third day of the annual meeting, Jiang Lin practically slept through it.
He was woken up once in a daze midway.
Then he saw tornadoes flying through the room, sweeping away dining tables and dishes.
And ghosts were swept away too.
He vaguely thought, a typhoon has arrived, should he run or not?
Would running be useful?
Should ghosts be afraid of typhoons?
As he thought about it, he fell asleep again.
“Is the streamer alright?”
“Looks like he’s fine?”
“This is the third time the Loli Lord has made a move, right?”
The viewers in the live stream looked at the streamer’s side, then at Lord Yan Wang’s side.
Just now, the gust of wind that swept from Lord Yan Wang’s side also swept the streamer in.
They watched the streamer fly up, spin around and around in the air, and then land next to another dining table.
The viewers were quite nervous at first, fearing that the streamer would be accidentally injured.
But looking at the streamer’s reaction, his defense seemed quite strong?
“The streamer is asleep again, everyone continue.”
“The wind today is quite noisy~ヾ(o･w･)ﾉ”
“Dining table: ??? Who am I, where am I? Oh, I’m just a dining table.”
“Loli Lord is so amazing ୧(๑•̀◡•́๑)૭ From now on, she will be the strongest goddess in my heart!”
“I still admire the ghost messenger with the great sword more! (dog head)”
…
What was the Lord Yan Wang, who was admired by the viewers and possessed a great sword, doing?
South Hall.
An annual meeting was also held.
However, compared to the peace in the East Hall… yes, compared to the South Hall, the East Hall was quite peaceful.
The annual meeting in the South Hall was less of a feast and relaxation, and more of a martial arts competition.
Whether it was newly promoted captains or seniors, even Lord Yan Wang Nan Ming.
They could challenge each other.
From beginning to end, it was a series of matches.
Of course, there were only a few ghost messengers who could challenge Nan Ming. Most of the time, Nan Ming would get itchy hands and chase after the special-grade ghost messengers and judges.
So, these special-grade ghost messengers and judges formed a team to fight Nan Ming together.
Of course, they still lost in the end.
But this match was considered the most spectacular match of every annual meeting.
For these core ghost messengers, it also brought considerable gains.
…