Counterattack System appeared when I'm already At The Mahayana Realm-Chapter 512: 511: Meeting the Seniors

Chapter 512 -511: Meeting the Seniors

“Ghost Messenger Big Brother, you must stand up for us! I was just walking down the street when he saw me and suddenly gave me two punches. How am I supposed to make sense of this?”

“I… I also don’t know what happened, I just saw his face and was unexplainably angry. I rushed up and gave him a punch.”

“…”

After hearing the cause and effect from the two lost souls, the Ghost Messenger roughly understood. The Underworld allowed mortal souls to drink Meng Po’s soup early to manage the mortal world easier. These two might have been enemies in their past lives, and even if they have forgotten their past, they would still instinctively fight each other.

They could only be relocated to live somewhat farther from each other.

“Death doesn’t seem to bring much ease. Perhaps I should just reincarnate.” The Ghost Messenger leaned on the table. He had dealt with several such incidents continuously.

Feeling exhausted.

“When the Underworld initially said they would make an exception for me to stay, I thought staying in the Underworld would be some kind of great task, but it just turned out to be work.”

“Alright Junior Lu, your situation isn’t too bad, at least the ghosts you face are still sensible. I’m dealing with a bunch of clueless ghosts. If you find it troublesome, we can swap.” A female ghost came over and teased the Ghost Messenger named Lu upon seeing his dejected state.

Ghosts that had cultivation in their lives retain their intellect after drinking Meng Po’s soup, but those without cultivation would become ignorant and muddled.

In fact, though everyone in the Jiuzhou world could cultivate, those who actually did were few, the majority of mortal spirits were truly ordinary people.

“Besides, don’t you think it’s a bit too demanding to not even accept a bit of hardship in death?” fгee𝑤ebɳoveɭ.cøm

“Indeed, it’s nothing compared to when I was alive. Those two morons were my life-long enemies. Sometimes I genuinely wished that the veins of the earth could become sentient, then I could ask these veins why on earth they chose those two people as successors.”

“Enough already, you always say that you hate them on the surface, but in reality, you’re delighted. Having such exceptional successors, we should treasure them, but you are never satisfied and always criticizing others.” Another Ghost Messenger with the surname Yuan also approached.

The Ghost Messenger named Lu was stunned, “Why have you all come? Is today a holiday or something?”

“We were all summoned by King Qinguang. He said to gather here and ask some questions.”

“King Qinguang specifically came here rather than summoning us to him?” The Ghost Messenger named Lu was confused. The mortal realm was busier than the Heavenly mortal realm, and King Qinguang’s workload was as significant as King Yan, rarely having any free time. Yet under these circumstances, he decided to come here.

It was incomprehensible.

At this moment, over a dozen colleagues had already arrived in Ghost Messenger Lu’s room.

Everyone was from the same world and shared a good relationship, discussing recent events and news from their previous world.

“Hehe, everyone’s here.” Amid the conversation, King Qinguang stepped into the Ghost Messenger’s room.

“Greetings, King Qinguang.” All the Ghost Messengers saluted.

“Dismiss the formalities.” King Qinguang waved his hand. He didn’t encourage these customs here, “You were all longstanding cultivators of the Jiuzhou world, I came here to inquire, have any of you heard of the Mahayana Realm?”

“Mahayana Realm… You don’t know about the Mahayana Realm?” The Ghost Messenger named Lu was hesitant, and other ghost messengers had a similar reaction.

“The Mahayana Realm is the rank following the Transcendance Tribulation Stage and represents the limit of mortal cultivation. They can engage in dozens of bouts with a Heavenly Immortal. The Immortal Realm’s Minghuo Immortal Monarch and war immortals have reached the Mahayana realm. Isn’t this common knowledge?”

Upon seeing their explanation, King Qinguang felt like he was the only one who was ignorant and unaware of the Mahayana Realm, “I’ve been dead for millions of years, and met countless immortals, but I’ve never heard of a Mahayana Realm.”

All the Ghost Messengers looked at each other. Even if the Mahayana Realm was rare, it wouldn’t be unheard of by Jin Xian King Qinguang.

What King Qinguang didn’t know, Eternal Immortal Old Man did?

That didn’t make sense.

The Underworld couldn’t cultivate. Whatever cultivation level one had at death, they retained it after death. After their death, the Ghost Messengers ceased to ponder or discuss the matters of cultivation.

“Well, enough of that. Have any of you heard of a junior of yours named Jiang Li?” King Qinguang stared fixedly at the Ghost Messengers, especially the one named Lu.

“Of course, he is the most remarkable Human Emperor. His talents in cultivation, management abilities, and interpersonal skills are the best I’ve ever seen.”

“I actually thought I would be meeting him in the Underworld soon, but unexpectedly, he has attained the Mahayana Realm and has the ability to fight against an Earth Immortal.”

“He finally broke the curse of short-lived Human Emperors, becoming the longest reigning Emperor.”

“I always thought the Mahayana Realm was fabricated by the Eternal Immortal Old Man to deceive others. But who would have thought that the Mahayana Realm genuinely exists and has appeared in our Jiuzhou world.”

“Compared to us, who were incompetent, Little Li excelled in all aspects. Not only did he maintain peace in Jiuzhou, he also set an example for all and regulated the order of the powerful, drew the map of Jiuzhou, broke the monopolies, and practiced justice without favoritism. Such situation we have never dreamed of.”

“We all thought the best outcome for Jiuzhou would be to not get invaded by the Immortal Realm. But Little Li did better even than the best scenario we could ever imagine.”

One after another, the Ghost Messengers praised Jiang Li, surprising King Qinguang.

These Ghost Messengers were at the bottom in terms of cultivation among all Ghost Messengers, but each was haughty, rarely praising others.

They certainly had the right to be so, as they eliminated immortals with mortal power, which was practically a fairy tale, and they had done it.

If the environment permitted them to become immortals, their combat strength would certainly be outstanding among Earth Immortals.

Moreover, they were all upright people, considering the bigger picture; their vision was also broader than other Ghost Immortals.

Remembering Jiang Li’s life recorded in the Book of Life and Death, King Qinguang was also able to understand the praises of these Ghost Messengers.

“Do you think this banner might be a bit too exaggerated?”

King Qinguang took out a prepared banner with the words “Welcome Human Emperor Jiang Li to Inspect the Underworld’s Work” written on it.

Upon seeing the banner, all the Ghost Messengers fell silent.

“I thought I heard some familiar voices singing my praises just now?” Outside the door frame, Jiang Li’s head appeared.

Jiang Li smiled and stepped into the room of the Ghost Messengers, looking around at the familiar faces one by one. He couldn’t help the feeling welling up in his heart.

The First Generation Emperor… The Second Generation Emperor… The Twenty-Seventh Generation Emperor… The Fifty-Second Generation Emperor… These were all the predecessors who had resisted the invasion of the Heavenly Demons.

In the end, his gaze rested on the Ghost Messenger named Lu.

…And his predecessor, the Seventy-First Human Emperor, Lu Yu.

“The Seventy-Second Human Emperor Jiang Li pays respects to all the predecessors.”

Jiang Li bowed.

All the Human Emperors were taken aback, not expecting to meet their outstanding junior here, also returning the bow in response.

“Emperor Jiang.”

Only Emperor Lu’s body trembled, tears shimmering in his eyes, as he muttered, “You rascal, how… how did you end up here…”

Jiang Li stood up, showing a mischievous smile, “Predecessor Lu, I’m only pretending to be dead and visiting the Underworld for a tour. I’ll be going back.”

Jiang Li, too, had tears in his eyes.