The Rebirth of the Cultivation Leader Qin Zhao as a Celebrity-Chapter 385 - 383: Because He Is Chasing His Wife

Before the Wizard sneaked in here, she’d sent quite a few little ghosts to scout out the place.

She had long figured out where the artifacts were stored and led Qin Zhao and the others in reclaiming the relics.

"I found the artifacts for you, can you let me go now?"

Having witnessed the destructive power of the two Divine Beasts, the Wizard knew she was no match for them.

So, she didn’t scream and shout like the General had, and she even did Qin Zhao a favor.

Qin Zhao cleared the relics of Evil Energy and stored them all in his storage bag.

"Zhaozhao, she’s asking if you can let her go."

Only then did Zhaozhao turn to face the Wizard, "Although you are a ghost, and in life, you killed many people, devoured many ghosts in death, yet as the Ghost Mother God, you have helped quite a few mortals.

Karmic debts offsetting, I can let go of your responsibilities."

Moreover, the Wizard was the Ghost Mother God of T country, worshipped by the people for a long time. Qin Zhao didn’t know if the removal of the Wizard would affect the local people, so she couldn’t recklessly eliminate her.

Chu Yan translated Qin Zhao’s words for the Wizard. She clasped her hands in thanks to Qin Zhao, bowing repeatedly.

The Great General’s soul, entangled in heavy sins, had not done any good deeds to atone.

Qin Zhao then used the Yin Summoning Spell to call over the Netherworld Envoy to deal with it.

"Boss, is this, um, a foreign soul?"

The Netherworld Envoy didn’t understand the shadow’s jabbering at all.

"Can’t you handle it?"

The Netherworld Envoy didn’t really want to take care of it, given that this wasn’t within his jurisdiction.

If he took this soul, he would still have to hand it over to the local underworld officials.

Chu Yan glanced at him, his face showing no expression.

A chill ran down the Netherworld Envoy’s spine, and he quickly said, "Can, can, definitely can handle!"

However, with the black shadow’s cultivation nearing that of a Ghost King, the ordinary soul-locking chains of the Netherworld Envoy might not hold him, so he used the underworld iPad to video call his boss, Black Impermanence.

"Boss, someone overseas caught a Ghost King, could you come over?"

After speaking, the Netherworld Envoy thought for a moment.

"Bring a translator too!"

"What do I care about a foreign ghost? I’m busy, stop bothering me!"

From the other end of the video, the cold ghost energy almost obscured the camera, revealing Black Impermanence’s impatient face.

He had been working overtime for several days already!

Several King Yanluos in the underworld were in retreat, and a few of the Ghost Kings from the Eighteen Layers of Hell had taken the chance to cause trouble, attempting to escape from hell. He and White Impermanence had been incredibly busy lately.

"But boss, Prince Chu Jiang is here."

The Netherworld Envoy’s ghost face was pressed against the iPad screen, whispering softly.

"???"

The video call instantly disconnected, and while the Netherworld Envoy wondered why, a voice suddenly came from behind him.

"What business do you have with me?"

Turning around, Black Impermanence had already arrived, bringing with him a Thai translator.

"This Ghost King, please trouble the boss to handle it."

Black Impermanence stared at the Netherworld Envoy for a while, his gaze could freeze him to death.

Then, he turned to look at Chu Yan beside Qin Zhao, his expression somewhat unnatural.

Chu Yan also looked at him, exuding a cool indifference.

Even without speaking, Black Impermanence felt his spine chill, a pressure greater than months of overtime.

Hadn’t Prince Chu Jiang been in retreat?

Why was he wandering in the Human World? And capturing ghosts with a Heavenly Master at that.

Black Impermanence took the black shadow away in chains, glancing back at Chu Yan several times, but finally couldn’t help but speak up, "Your Highness, when will you return to attend to your official duties?"

Chu Yan looked puzzled, "What are you talking about?"

"Nothing, nothing at all."

Whimper whimper, so scary.

Black Impermanence hurriedly led the Netherworld Envoy and dark shadow to quickly scurry away through an underground tunnel.

Chu Yan looked puzzled; he simply didn’t understand the meaning behind Black Impermanence’s words, which is why he had asked.

But the fellow didn’t explain anything—it was as if Chu Yan wanted to eat him. Why run off so fast?

"Do you know Black Impermanence?"

Qin Zhao turned her head toward Chu Yan, with a thoughtful expression on her face.

Chu Yan shook his head, "No, I don’t. What did he mean by what he said just now?"

"Maybe he mistook you for someone else."

Otherwise, it might be that after Chu Yan died in his past life, he had left quite an impression on Black Impermanence in the underworld.

Those who committed heinous crimes would always receive special attention from the underworld.

"Let’s go, we should take the tourists back."

Qin Zhao and the others returned to the original spot, loaded the unconscious tourists onto the tour bus, and then drove away. With the boost of Spiritual Power, the tour bus traveled exceptionally fast, even faster than a high-speed train.

In a flash, they were gone without leaving a shadow behind.

If anyone saw this, they’d probably think it was a hearse.

Not even an hour passed, and Qin Zhao had brought them back to their starting point.

They left the tour bus and the tourists and found the International Criminal Police Team.

Shangguan Qiu and the International Criminal Police Team were responsible for escorting the artifacts back to the country, while Qin Zhao and Chu Yan took a private jet back to Imperial City first.

Back at home, it was already the early morning of the next day.

Qin Zhao planned to lie in bed all day at home, dragging Chu Yan along to play video games.

As dinner time approached, she suddenly received a message. The sender said she was Xu Zhiwei, wanting to have a chat.

[・_・?]

How is this woman not dead yet?

Seeing the name Xu Zhiwei, Qin Zhao’s first thought was just that.

Didn’t she have a terminal illness?

She wasn’t supposed to live much longer, so how was she still jumping around?

Several months had passed since the last time Qin Zhao saw Xu Zhiwei; it should have been time for her to die. All the evils committed by the Xu Family had come back to haunt her.

Qin Zhao decided to see what was going on, so she accepted the invitation.

Arriving at the designated restaurant.

Qin Zhao saw Xu Zhiwei sitting at the table. She noticed that Xu Zhiwei’s complexion was much rosier and that the deadly aura in her Fate Diagram had all dissipated, replaced by a vigorous vitality.

This indicated that she could not only live but live quite well.

Which expert had altered her fate?

Qin Zhao narrowed her eyes slightly, looking rather solemn.

The method Xu Zhiwei underwent to change her fate was akin to reversing the Heavens and going against the laws of the Heavenly Dao.

Generally speaking, such an act would come at a huge cost.

If someone had helped Xu Zhiwei steal a Fate Diagram to replace her own, the person from whom it was stolen would undoubtedly die a horrific death, their soul forever barred from transcendence.

Or perhaps some powerful being expended hundreds of years of Spiritual Power and thousands of merits to resolve her deadly predicament, losing their cultivation in the process.

If it was the second scenario, that would be more manageable...

Qin Zhao approached the table and sat down, "What did you want to talk to me about?"

"Just to tell you some things. I think Chu Yan shouldn’t keep secrets from you."

"Oh? What’s he keeping from me?"

Xu Zhiwei smiled faintly, took a sip of her lemon water, and then began to speak slowly, "He’s contracted AIDS. Did you know?"

Her gaze was fixed on Qin Zhao, waiting to see her change expression.

Unfortunately for Xu Zhiwei, Qin Zhao showed no reaction.

Xu Zhiwei frowned slightly, "You already knew? Then do you know how he contracted it? The consequences of this disease are very severe. Living with him, you might be at risk of infection too."

She came prepared, handing over a file and a bunch of photos to Qin Zhao.

In the photos was Chu Yan, surrounded by a lurid environment of glitz and vice, certainly not a respectable place.

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