Chapter 1115 - 1112: Negotiation Meeting
Chu Hao’s cool voice spoke, and the phenomenon at the mountain peak also spoke.
"Zhongnan Mountain, the land of my Holy Master, to rebuild Bei Ling Academy."
It’s not Chongyang Palace, but Bei Ling Academy.
This can be considered an address to Northern Spirit Palace Master and the master for future generations.
Twelve disciples of the Quanzhen Sect were incredibly excited, kneeling and saying, "Greetings, Palace Master."
Chu Hao said, "From now on, you all stay here to rebuild Bei Ling Academy. I have only three rules."
"The mind is unstable, frivolous and arrogant, unfit for inheritance, those who hold stolen methods are not accepted."
"The mind is unfilial, defying filial piety, disloyal and ungrateful to elders, rebels who disgrace family and country are not accepted."
"Lastly, those who commit evil deeds are not accepted."
The twelve Resentful Ghosts nodded, "Yes."
Chu Hao used Yin Yang Force to conjure the Qiankun Douling Technique in his mind and passed it to them.
Then, he turned and left.
The whole nation knows, the Holy Master established Bei Ling Academy, which is more appealing than any secular institution.
Entering Bei Ling Academy not only allows one to learn powerful Yin Yang Secret Techniques but also ensures safety.
A few days later.
Countless people came to the foot of Zhongnan Mountain, forming an extremely long queue; all of them hoping to enter the academy, filled with anticipation.
Wang Zhenyun and others saw so many people, feeling extremely excited.
At their level of Resentful Ghosts, as long as they conceal their Ghost Qi and Ghost Energy, if they don’t speak of being ghosts, probably no one would know.
"Look, there are people above the academy." People were extremely excited.
"Where is the Holy Master? I traveled from half the Earth to see the Holy Master." A foreigner spoke, more excited than anyone else.
Among these people, some are fanatical followers of the Holy Master.
Wang Zhenyun took a cold breath; now he truly realized how terrifying the Holy Master’s appeal is.
The crowd at the bottom of the mountain, if not millions, then tens of thousands surely; people arriving continuously from all corners.
Soon, the foot of Zhongnan Mountain would be jam-packed.
A very beautiful girl, reportedly a female star, said excitedly, "I want to join Bei Ling Academy, I want to meet the Holy Master."
Wang Zhenyun excitedly said, "Brothers, we must carefully select our students and disciples, not disappoint the headmaster."
"Yes."
...
As for Chu Hao, after leaving Zhongnan Mountain, he returned to Yanhuang Netherworld.
The dinner time with Luo Yan was approaching.
In Ghost City of Yanhuang Netherworld, named Wangdu, very grand, the buildings nearly resemble modern architecture, with some ancient structures too.
Chu Hao arranged to meet Luo Yan at an ancient building’s restaurant, filled with anticipation.
Actually quite helpless; even his woman needs another date? Seems only Brother Hao faces this.
However, who arrived wasn’t Luo Yan, but her deputy, a charming woman, who informed him: "The Chief Controller can’t make it?"
Chu Hao was surprised, "Why?"
The seductive woman frowned, "What is your relationship with the Chief Controller? I’ve never seen the Chief Controller like this."
Chu Hao said, "You better not ask, where did she go?"
The seductive woman thought for a moment, then said, "In the evening, the Chief Controller received an important matter, going to attend a negotiation meeting with the Yin Cao Netherworld."
Chu Hao frowned, "What negotiation meeting?"
The seductive woman shook her head, "It’s top secret, I can’t say."
Chu Hao stood up from the dining table, "Take me to see."
"No, you can’t go; this meeting is very important." The seductive woman shook her head.
Chu Hao said, "I’ve already seen it, Netherworld Ghost Gate Pass is opening, if you don’t take me to see, I will crush the Ghost Gate Pass, I’ve long wanted to do this."
The seductive woman opened her sexy little mouth wide; crush the Ghost Gate Pass? Who would dare say such a thing.
Chu Hao released a terrifying aura, "I have to see this meeting, to see what the Yin Cao Netherworld intends to do?"
The seductive woman was seemingly entranced, attracted by Chu Hao’s charm.
"Okay, alright, but don’t cause trouble, or I’ll be in big trouble." The seductive woman said.
"Don’t worry."
Though his words were reassuring, but in his heart he thought, "That depends on my mood."
On the way to Yanhuang Netherworld’s highest conference hall, Chu Hao asked, "What is the purpose of this negotiation meeting?"
The seductive woman looked around, approaching Chu Hao’s ear, whispered, "I’ll tell you, don’t spread it."
Chu Hao nodded.
The seductive woman, inexplicably, felt tense nearing Chu Hao, took a deep breath, "Yin Cao Netherworld demanded to share the Ghost soul quota with Yanhuang Netherworld."
Share the quota?
Chu Hao’s face turned grim, "You mean, Yin Cao Netherworld opened the Ghost Gate Pass to lead some Ghost souls to their realm?"
The seductive woman nodded, "That’s right, ever since Yin Cao Netherworld’s Ghost Gate opened, some Ghost souls were snatched away, Yanhuang Netherworld’s higher-ups were angry, went to reason with Yin Cao Netherworld, but couldn’t even meet Lord Yanjun."
"According to Yin Cao Netherworld’s statement, Yanhuang Netherworld isn’t qualified to speak to them."
Chu Hao sneered.
"Then what?"
The seductive woman bit her lip, such matters shouldn’t be told to Chu Hao, yet somehow seeing Chu Hao, couldn’t resist...
The seductive woman said, "For this, Yanhuang Netherworld and Yin Cao Netherworld dispatched forces, had small skirmishes, Yanhuang Netherworld lost."
Chu Hao nodded.
The seductive woman said, "Hence, this negotiation meeting was arranged; over at Yin Cao Netherworld they demanded eighty percent of the Ghost soul quota, leaving us with twenty percent."
Eighty percent?
How many souls is that?
Knowing the truth of Yin Cao Netherworld’s existence, Chu Hao was even angrier.
Yin Cao Netherworld treats human souls as nourishment for Netherworld Continent—feeding, if these souls went to Netherworld, even if four-tenths survived, they’d be deemed lucky.
Then, the rest likely become nutrient fertilizer?
"Very good."
Chu Hao’s aura turned terrifying, making the seductive woman breathless.
He grabbed her by the waist, "Lead the way."
"Ah!"
With that, Chu Hao directly took flight, carrying the seductive woman to rush towards the negotiation meeting site.
...
Yanhuang Netherworld’s highest meeting.
Various department Chiefs were present, Soul Releasing Totem Commander, Soul-Capturing Supervisor, Chief Soul Judge, and others.
But these Chiefs sat in the outer circle, the innermost seat belonged to Yanjun.
All Yanjun from Yanhuang Netherworld were present, each with a grim expression.
Looking at Yin Cao Netherworld, only five negotiators attended, none were Yanjun, not even a Chief.
Xuanwu King Zhang Fei was furious, "Yin Cao’s Yanjun didn’t come?"
The negotiator for Yin Cao Netherworld, smiling slightly, "Yanjun is busy, likely unable to attend, I’ve come in his stead, my name is Zhang Yuan, a Level One Judge in the Netherworld."
Yanhuang Netherworld’s side, everyone’s expression turned extremely grim.
They emphasized the importance of this negotiation meeting, yet not a single Yanjun from the other side attended—how little regard did they have for Yanhuang Netherworld?
Zhang Fei directly cursed, grabbing Zhang Yuan’s official robe, raging, "Damn it, I’ll kill you."
King of Qilin Martial Arts Zhao Yun wearing a grim face, "Xuanwu King, let go."
Zhang Fei grudgingly released Zhang Yuan, glaring fiercely at Zhang Yuan and the negotiators with ox-like eyes.
Zhang Yuan, arranging his robe, laughed disdainfully, "No need for Xuanwu King to be angry, Yanjun really has pressing matters, let’s begin."
Zhang Yuan took out a document, "Yanjun of Yin Cao Netherworld’s intention, we want ninety percent of the Ghost soul quota."
Even Luo Yan couldn’t sit back, her beautiful face full of anger, "Ninety percent! How shameless are you!"
King of Literature and Martial Arts Luo Xiaoyi coldly said, "Previously eighty percent, now ninety; what do you mean by this?"
Zhang Yuan smiled, "This is the intention of Yanjun of Yin Cao Netherworld."