Chapter 1 A Bad Start

While I was still wondering if Master had taken on a successor, Hei Wuchang (Black Impermanence) suddenly said, "Pay attention to those two people."

Bai Wuchang (White Impermanence) pondered, "Those two also have disciples walking in the mortal realm. Killing them would be troublesome. But! The possibility of them killing each other is really not small! No matter what, they can be considered as coming from the same source!"

Bai Wuchang seemed to be talking to himself, "If they really fight, it won't be easy! Those few are famous for being protective of their own."

"That's not right! Those few are protective, but they're also reasonable. If Li Po has the right on his side, the problem shouldn't be too big."

Bai Wuchang finally said with some annoyance, "Forget it, let them solve the problems of the Yang realm themselves. If they suffer losses, it means they're not capable enough!"

When Bai Wuchang looked up again, he had returned to normal, "Come, let me introduce you to someone. From now on, you'll be brothers who share life and death. Get along well!"

Bai Wuchang waved to the distance, "Ye Yang, come over!"

I looked in the direction Bai Wuchang was waving, and sure enough, I saw someone walking over!

That was the first time I saw Ye Yang, but I didn't like him!

He wasn't short, with a height of 1.8 meters, not much different from me.

His skin was too white, even more delicate than a girl's!

He was too handsome, especially his eyes, which seemed to shine. It would be fine if he were a girl, but for a man to have such long eyelashes, shouldn't he trim them?

His clothes were very clean, all white from head to toe, spotless. But he was wearing a suit. Could he even fight in that attire? Wouldn't he be afraid of tearing his pants?

A man with long hair? Wasn't he afraid of someone grabbing his hair and pinning him to the ground during a fight?

In short, he wasn't to my taste!

After the other party walked over, he cupped his fist and said, "My name is Ye Yang, from the Yin Yang lineage, successor of the Yang branch."

"Li Po, successor of the Yin branch!" I cursed inwardly: Even our names are incompatible. My name has ghosts, and his has yang energy. Who will overcome who?

Bai Wuchang swept his gaze over the two of us, "Not bad! You get along well!"

He's old and senile, definitely old and senile. How could he tell that we got along well?

Bai Wuchang didn't know that I was complaining in my heart and still said with a smile, "The two of you have inherited our brothers' Dao, so you have to make our name known. Being as close as brothers, accompanying each other in life and death, is what you should do."

Sharing the same room in life and the same grave in death?

Bai Wuchang said again, "Ye Yang likes to wear white clothes, so you should wear black clothes! In the future, when you go out, people will know that you are successors of our brothers at a glance."

I quickly said, "I'm not used to wearing a suit. I can't fight in it. I like to wear combat uniforms."

Hei Wuchang said expressionlessly, "As long as the colors match!"

Bai Wuchang looked at us again, "That's right, as long as the colors are the same. You brothers should be closer in the future. We're leaving first."

"We brothers are very busy, so we won't come in person for anything in the future. We'll send someone to contact you. You should find a place to settle down first. When the Yin Si (Underworld) issues another secret order, he will go to you."

"We're leaving!" Bai Wuchang grabbed Li Yulan's soul and turned to leave.

"Respectfully sending off the Ancestral Masters!" I bowed slightly, but Ye Yang had no reaction, as if he were looking at two strangers.

After I sent off Hei and Bai Wuchang, I turned to Ye Yang and said, "Let's go! Brother, let's not just stand here. I still have things to take care of!"

When I said I had things to do, it wasn't really anything, I just wanted to see how things were going at Yulou Village.

After I walked out of the woods, I saw Zhao Zhuang standing in front of a newly built grave with a group of people, making offerings. Zhao Zhuang set out the offerings and pulled over a child, "Huzi, come here, kneel down and kowtow to our benefactor."

I looked in the direction Zhao Zhuang was pointing, and the tombstone actually read: "Tomb of Benefactor Li Po!"

They thought I died in the dungeon?

That's right, I released the master-servant agreement between me and Zhao Zhuang when I came back, so they thought I was dead.

Zhao Zhuang watched Huzi kowtow before saying in a hoarse voice, "Our benefactor saved our village, but he stayed under the water."

"You all listen to me. In the future, if you meet the descendants of our benefactor Li Po, help them as much as you can. Even if you bring a basket of eggs over to see them during festivals, that's still a show of gratitude. If anyone ignores them, they'll be ungrateful, and I, Zhao Zhuangzi, will be the first to disagree."

"Pour the wine! Offer it to our benefactor!"

Zhao Zhuang led the people to hold their wine bowls high above their heads and poured them on the ground, "Burn paper, send off our benefactor!"

It was good that Zhao Zhuang had saved the people, so I didn't bother to watch them worship an empty grave. I quietly retreated from the woods.

When I reached the fork in the road behind Yulou Village, I saw Old Liu Tou sitting there smoking. As soon as he saw me, he immediately stood up, "Mr. Li, I've been waiting for you for a long time."

I laughed, "They're offering sacrifices at my grave over there! How did you know I wasn't dead?"

Old Liu Tou smiled, "A capable person like you can't just die so easily, right? They believe it, but I don't. I thought you would definitely come back to take a look, and you would leave the village from here when you left, so I waited here."

I asked with interest, "What do you want to do by waiting for me?"