Chapter 334: The Ahoge Little Taoist Master Gets Even Stronger Today 29

Fu Xizhou heard those words, immediately froze in place, tightly staring at Luo Sheng; a layer of pain rose in the depths of his eyes, and his pupils suddenly constricted.

"No… not that," Luo Sheng was frightened by his gaze, swallowed, glanced at the Ghost General, then quickly stepped forward a few steps and grabbed Fu Xizhou's arm, "Don't listen to their nonsense; I've waited for you so long, how could I let you disappear?"

He bit his lip, eyes reddened, his left ring finger twitched, his tone aggrieved, "A Zhou, would you rather believe them than believe me?"

Fu Xizhou's expression shifted slightly, his brows furrowed, as if he believed his words.

At that moment, Jin Chen unleashed another surge of mystic power, severing the illusory red thread wrapped around Luo Sheng's finger.

"If you can use the fate thread to control a ghost king of several hundred years, you must be directly connected to his karmic sins," Jin Chen asked, his tone flat and matter-of-fact, as if he had already concluded this.

"The fate thread…"

Fu Xizhou's mind was clear, recalling last night when they parted, Luo Sheng had worn a ring on his finger.

He reached out his left hand, trembling as he lifted his sleeve, stared at the already damaged ring, and a tear fell unexpectedly, sorrow and grief welling up in the depths of his eyes.

"Why… A Sheng, why did you deceive me?"

Luo Sheng was utterly panicked inside, he had no time to wonder why Jin Chen knew everything about him, shaking Fu Xizhou's arm, "I really didn't deceive you, A Zhou—you aren't supposed to absorb An Wuyang's soul today, are you? Once you finish absorbing it, you can take human form and stay with me forever."

The spectator An Wuyang shivered again, pattering over to Jin Chen and clinging tightly to his chest, his cowlick standing up.

"There are always troublemakers trying to harm the emperor! How scary!"

At that moment, Fu Xizhou suddenly shook his head, brushed off Luo Sheng's hand, and stepped back.

"No… ever since I escaped the Underworld to find you, you've been telling me every day to quickly kill An Wuyang and devour his soul."

"But I can clearly maintain human form in daily life as long as I don't kill again, so I wouldn't be discovered for my past killings… A Sheng, do you have some other motive?"

Luo Sheng suddenly clenched his fists, unable to look at Fu Xizhou, "How could it be otherwise? Everything I've done is for you."

"What does An Wuyang's words mean?" Fu Xizhou's voice was heavy with pain, his eyes filled with disappointment, "This tomb… does it belong to Gong Sun Jue?"

Gong Sun Jue, the beloved one Luo Sheng spoke of in that story, the person Fu Xizhou killed out of true love.

Upon hearing that name, Luo Sheng's shoulder twitched slightly, almost unable to maintain his expression.

Given that reaction, what more does Fu Xizhou not understand?

The ghostly aura around him dissipated, and he returned to his handsome appearance in red robes, his eye sockets reddened, he closed his eyes and nodded, full of disappointment.

"I understand… even after several hundred years, even if he no longer knows how long he's been through reincarnation, you still cannot forget him."

As Fu Xizhou spoke, his heart felt like it was being twisted by a knife; he suddenly felt lost, wondering what he had endured centuries of imprisonment in the Underworld's prison for.

"Luo Sheng, what exactly do you want to do?" As he asked, Fu Xizhou's tone was sorrowful, he locked eyes with Luo Sheng, suddenly feeling that the person before him was utterly strange.

Even if this is his remnant soul reborn, even if the person before him bears some resemblance to his former self, he still feels like a stranger.

It seems that over these hundreds of years, he has never truly seen through him.

Luo Sheng dared not speak.

An Meng was captured; he couldn't proceed with his plan—if he spoke the truth now, he would surely die…

Cheng Cinian and Chen Yang, who had been watching the spectacle for a while, didn't quite understand what kind of development this was, and both turned their gazes to Jin Chen.

An Wuyang also poked Jin Chen's arm, feeling that his boyfriend might know something.

Jin Chen spoke up at the right moment, his tone calm, "Since he won't say it, I'll tell you the truth."

Before speaking, he raised his arm, and his attire instantly transformed: a jade cap bound his hair, he wore a blue-green robe standing tall like jade, holding a cyan jade ruler in his hand, with a seal jade pendant hanging at his waist.

Fu Xizhou frowned, "Are you… Lord Jin of the Investigation Bureau?"

Although the prison he was trapped in didn't belong to the Investigation Bureau, news from the Underworld was still fairly well-informed, so he could naturally tell at a glance the identity of that attire.

No wonder he couldn't win… Fu Xizhou gave a bitter laugh, supposing he had been ordered to come to the mortal realm to capture him.

"You originally served a four-hundred-year sentence in the Underworld, after which you could re-enter the cycle of rebirth; you had been law-abiding before, so why did you suddenly flee to the mortal realm at the last moment?"

Jin Chen did not directly explain, but first posed this question.

"Because I learned from a ghost cultivator's spirit communication that Luo Sheng had not entered reincarnation, but had left a faint lingering soul in the mortal realm waiting for me."

Fu Xizhou murmured an explanation; at that time, upon hearing this news, he forgot all the rules, and coincidentally the July Ghost Gate was about to open, with the myriad ghosts of the Underworld restless, so he seized the chance to escape.

Jin Chen nodded, gesturing for the Ghost General behind him to throw An Meng out, "This person is the ghost cultivator who, via Ghost Gate spirit communication, informed you of the news; he is the one Luo Sheng deliberately used to summon you back to the mortal realm."

"And after you arrived in the mortal realm, he also told you that to be together with him, you must absorb the soul of an innate spiritual body to restore your power to peak condition."

"Shut up!!"

Luo Sheng suddenly screamed, his biggest secret about to be exposed, not caring about Jin Chen's identity at the moment, he immediately wanted to rush over to stop Jin Chen from continuing.

Cheng Cinian's brow twitched; he hurriedly pulled the person back and bound him with a pre-prepared soft rope.

Fu Xizhou instinctively wanted to save him, but forcibly restrained himself and continued to question Jin Chen.

"So, what is he trying to do?"

Jin Chen then asked Cheng Cinian, "When was the child Luo Sheng discovered by you, when he possessed a trace of a self-aware lingering soul within him?"

Cheng Cinian blurted out, "When he was five." Having said that, as if he had thought of something, he glanced at An Wuyang.

If he remembered correctly, Luo Luo happened to be five years older than An Wuyang.

"Could it be…"

"So, that time he controlled the body, Luo Sheng used An Meng's jealousy to seal An Wuyang's innate spiritual body, ensuring that his spiritual power remained abundant before the seal was broken, so that Fu Xizhou could better absorb it."

"He also taught An Meng the method of ghost cultivation, ensuring that in a few years he would be able to convey the news via spirit communication to the Underworld prison."

After Jin Chen finished speaking, he suddenly glanced at the continually struggling Luo Sheng, his eyes devoid of any warmth.

Only then did An Wuyang realize that, since he was still in swaddling clothes, Luo Sheng had dragged him into this deadly scheme; a chill ran down his spine, and he shrank further into Jin Chen's embrace.

Fu Xizhou seemed to finally understand Luo Sheng's reasons, gazing at the surrounding layout, then looking toward the front passageway, remaining silent for a long time.