Ghost Catching System

In the time that followed, other Ghosts mentioned by the Soul-Capturing Supervisor also came to him, and they were all given pretty good positions.

Chu Hao heard from these Ghosts that the Mountain Ghost and the Official were very strong.

Fang Han also nodded and said, "The Mountain Ghost is indeed very strong, definitely at King Level."

Chu Hao couldn’t help but click his tongue.

Fang Han added, "Zhang Qingguan’s strength is also King Level."

King Level was equivalent to the rank of a Yanjun-level existence. Chu Hao simply couldn’t imagine how, in an environment like the Yanhuang World, they had cultivated to that level.

On this day, Chu Hao conferred yet another high-ranking official, the Hell Director.

The Hell Director, aside from King Yanjun Renli, was the highest-ranking of the Netherworld Officers, almost able to manage all the various Jail Masters.

Chu Hao asked, "Fang Han, how many Ghosts from the era of the Ancient Taoist Civilization have survived until now?"

Fang Han said respectfully, "Quite a few. After learning of the Foreign Ghost’s death, they all chose to come out. If they don’t come out, they’ll disappear sooner or later anyway, unless they choose to go to the Yin Cao Netherworld."

However, it was said that the Fierce Ghosts of Fang Han’s generation all knew the secret of the Yin Cao Netherworld, which was why they had stayed in the Yang Realm.

Chu Hao had read Lan Lan’s notes and said, "In the era of the Ancient Taoist Civilization, there were Ghosts who waged a great war against Qing Mo. Is that true?"

Fang Han nodded slightly and said, "It was the Ghost Ancestor, who once fought a great war against Qing Mo, though he was defeated in the end."

A Fierce Ghost who had fought Qing Mo?

Just how terrifying was that?

Chu Hao asked, "Is he dead?"

Fang Han shook his head and said, "I don’t dare say for sure. It’s said that in that battle, even Qing Mo suffered losses. The Ghost Ancestor was truly formidable, already surpassing the Underworld King."

"In our era, the Ghost Ancestor ruled over Ghosts in countless regions, and not a single Ghost dared disobey its orders. As for us Yin-Yang Practitioners, we didn’t dare approach the Ghost Ancestor’s domain at all. Only someone at the level of Lord Emperor Shun and his kind could come into contact with the Ghost Ancestor."

Chu Hao felt a knot of tension inside. This Boss had better not come looking for me; Brother Hao really can’t handle you right now.

Chu Hao couldn’t help saying, "Besides the Ghost Ancestor, are there any others?"

Fang Han nodded. "Yes, there is a Female Ghost who calls herself the Red Dust Immortal. Legend has it she is a Ghost from a period even more ancient than the Ancient Taoist Civilization, and she has been living in the Yang Realm all the way up to that era, almost truly undying and indestructible."

Chu Hao was dumbfounded. A Ghost from even earlier than the Ancient Taoist Civilization.

Fang Han continued, "Qing Mo even took the initiative to seek out the Red Dust Immortal and invited her to join him, but the Red Dust Immortal refused. Qing Mo fought a battle with her. That battle was extremely secret; no one knows who won or lost, but I am certain the Red Dust Immortal is still alive."

"Because, at the end of the Ancient Taoist Civilization, the Red Dust Immortal appeared once. She seemed to be searching for something."

Holy shit.

That badass?

Chu Hao had thought he was already pretty impressive in the Yanhuang World, but it turned out there was always a higher sky above.

Fang Han said, "There are some other beings as well, ones even the big Yin-Yang Grand Practitioners of the Holy City dread. I believe they’re still around. After all, if we can survive until now, how could they possibly disappear?"

Chu Hao had taken quite a blow today.

There were actually so many powerful beings out there.

Chu Hao now regretted being so high-profile. They say the tallest tree catches the wind. Right now it was just small fry coming to him, but who knew which day some big shot might show up?

Fang Han said, "Holy Master need not worry. These beings are more akin to Ghost Cultivators; they may not like the atmosphere of the Underworld."

Chu Hao waved his hand and said, "I’m not worried. If they show up, I actually want to meet them."

...

During this period, he also conferred titles on quite a few Ghosts, some of whom had come to seek Chu Hao on their own.

As for Ghosts with ability, Chu Hao naturally wouldn’t let them slip by.

Two months later, the quota of ten thousand was almost full.

...

On this day.

Satellites captured images of an ancient coffin appearing on the Yue Qiu.

This coffin was huge, with iron chains fastened to its front, coiled around a group of savage, vicious Fierce Ghosts who were roaring madly, using all their strength to pull the coffin.

The people in the space agency were all dumbfounded.

In the cold darkness of space, scattered Star-like points of light made it look like black velvet inlaid with gemstones.

A group of Fierce Ghosts were dragging a coffin through the cosmos.

They were heading straight toward Earth!

This scene was captured and posted online, triggering a massive uproar.

"My god! Fierce Ghosts pulling a coffin, are they coming down to our Earth?"

"Holy crap, what the hell are these things, could they be a new enemy?"

Fierce Ghosts pulling a coffin, coming from the Yue Qiu.

Chu Hao was also surprised when he saw the news. Fang Han, however, didn’t think much of it. He said, "It’s Bai Yesheng. That guy has left the Yue Liang. But it looks like his goal is the same as the other Ghosts—to enter the New Underworld."

Fang Han sneered and said, "Back in the Ancient Taoist Civilization, this guy ran off to the Yue Liang to hide from the Foreign Ghosts. Now that he’s coming back, he’s bound to stir up a big fuss."

Chu Hao asked, "How strong is this Bai Yesheng?"

Fang Han said, "He’s on the same level as the Soul-Capturing Supervisor, but he has another identity—he’s the Ghost Ancestor’s adopted son."

Chu Hao clasped his hands behind his back, looking in the direction of the Yue Liang, where there was the faintest trace of a black speck, and said, "The Ghost Ancestor’s adopted son, huh? I actually want to meet the Ghost Ancestor."

He thought to himself, "I’m just talking big here; Ghost Ancestor, you’d better not really come looking for me."

Fang Han couldn’t help but admire Chu Hao—worthy of being the Human strongman who sealed the White Demon and closed off the desperate realm.

For Bai Yesheng to make it from the Yue Qiu to Earth would probably still take some time.

That day, Chu Hao finally completed the mission of conferring titles on ten thousand Netherworld Officers.

"Ding... Mission complete, you have gained 100 million Experience Points."

"Ding... Mission complete, you have gained 5 million Merit Points."

"Ding... Mission complete, you have randomly obtained a Fei Diamond-grade Treasure Chest."

Pretentious Little Heavenly King: Chu Hao

Level: 3

Experience Points: 320 million / 400 million

Pretentiousness Points: 560,000 points

Mana Points: 1,020,000 points

Merit Points: 8,000,000 Merit Points

Treasure Chests: Fei Diamond-grade Treasure Chest*1

Titles: Angry Little Prince, King of Funeral Love, Slaughter Madman.

All told, he had 1,360,000 Pretentiousness Points. Chu Hao planned to get the Yin Yang Curse Body (Minor Completion) done.

He currently had 470 Yin Yang Pills and still needed 530.

Chu Hao said, "System, purchase 530 Yin Yang Pills."

"Ding... Host has paid 530,000 Pretentiousness Points, remaining Pretentiousness Points: 60,000."

The System prompted, "To learn the Yin Yang Curse Body (Minor Completion), an additional 100,000 Pretentiousness Points are required as a System service fee."

Chu Hao’s face darkened. "Fuck you, you damn Vampire."

System: "Broke-ass, if you’re not buying then stop yapping."

Chu Hao was speechless. "Pay it."

"Ding... Host is learning the Yin Yang Curse Body (Minor Completion), paying 100,000 Pretentiousness Points. Please convert Merit Points."

"Convert all of them."

"Ding... Host has converted 8,000,000 Merit Points, gaining 800,000 Pretentiousness Points. After deducting the service fee, remaining Pretentiousness Points: 730,000."

He didn’t need to cultivate at all; the System directly helped him level up.

Chu Hao instantly felt an additional Curse Mark appear within his body. It was indeed the Yin-Yang Curse Imprint, bringing back the same feeling as during his battle with the White Demon.

However, back then Chu Hao had the Great Completion Yin Yang Curse Body, whereas now it was only the Minor Completion Curse Body.