I Truly Am The Villian - Chapter 1259: 1258: Flower of Death, Ghost King of Youdu

Chapter 1259: Chapter 1258: Flower of Death, Ghost King of Youdu

“What do you understand? In recent years, the number of Dead Souls and Divine Servants has drastically decreased. If it continues like this…” Tu Meng stopped abruptly.

He waved with a smile, “What’s the use of telling you all this, don’t ask too much, just follow orders.”

The group walked for an hour, patrolling the south side had taken them quite far.

All around grew barren, and no other Ghost Tribe members were in sight.

“Boss Tu, we’re getting close to the Divine Race’s territory, right?” Xie Changliu said.

“What’s with the chitchat, just follow along,” Tu Meng said indifferently.

“You two joining us now is your good fortune, there’s actually a good opportunity.”

“What good opportunity?” Xie Changliu asked.

Tu Meng stopped in his tracks and pointed at a distant mountain.

He said, “See the position halfway up the mountain?”

Although the distance was quite far, Xu Zimei vaguely saw a bare mountainside with a purple flower blooming.

However, he couldn’t see the details.

“Death Flower?” he asked tentatively.

“That’s right, you two just joined, giving you a chance to show off,” Tu Meng laughed.

“Go pick that flower, and I’ll reward you handsomely.”

Xu Zimei sneered. As expected, Tu Meng harbored ill intentions, recruiting them into the team just to risk their lives.

This was already the border, and the position on that mountain should be under Divine Race jurisdiction.

Once they crossed the border, the dangers would be immense.

“What? You two unwilling?” Tu Meng frowned, his voice growing colder.

Xu Zimei smiled slightly, saying nothing, his eyes surveyed the surroundings to see if anyone else was coming.

“It’s on you,” Xu Zimei said, looking at Xie Changliu.

These Ghost Spirits weren’t very strong; even the leader, Tu Meng, was only at the Emperor Pulse Realm level.

Xie Changliu snapped his fingers, and endless Sword Intent crisscrossed.

In the blink of an eye, the Ghost Spirits fell to the ground like wheat being cut, dead beyond death.

Only Tu Meng, having his legs severed, left with but one life.

“You… you’re not from the Ghost Tribe?” Tu Meng said in terror.

“You’re not in the position to ask questions now, just to answer,” Xu Zimei said calmly.

“What do you intend to do?” Tu Meng asked in panic.

“First question, tell us about the Forbidden Land,” Xu Zimei said.

“You’re from outside?” Tu Meng instantly realized.

But before he finished speaking, a scream erupted.

Tu Meng’s arm was split in two, falling to the ground with black evil qi continuously emerging.

“Looks like you didn’t understand my words,” Xu Zimei said.

“The Forbidden Land has thirty-two cities, with our Ghost Tribe and the Divine Race each ruling sixteen.

Each city has a Ghost King stationed.

On the Divine Race side, I only know there are sixteen Divine Generals and one Divine King.

Our Ghost Tribe has sixteen Ghost Kings, along with the Ghost God,” Tu Meng said hastily without any nonsense.

“Do you know Rihua City?” Xu Zimei asked.

“What Rihua City?” Tu Meng shook his head, “None of the thirty-two cities is named Rihua.”

“Third question, what is the Death Flower?” Xu Zimei asked again.

“I don’t know either, there’s just been an order from above, the Ghost King of Youdu instructed us to search for it,” Tu Meng said urgently.

“I really don’t know, please spare me.”

Xu Zimei and Xie Changliu exchanged a glance. Xie Changliu raised his sword, and Tu Meng’s head was already severed.

Xu Zimei took a step into the air, appearing at that halfway position on the mountain as he tore through space.

He finally saw the Death Flower before him.

The flower had three petals, with patterns rotating counterclockwise, and the black-purple petals were filled with a sense of decay.

Xu Zimei placed his hand on the petal, instantly feeling the influx of death energy into his body.

It seemed to oppose the Tree of Life, both in constant conflict.

He picked the flower, planning to study it slowly later. The current priority was still to find Rihua City.

The inheritance of Wood God Ju Mang was the most critical.

……

After returning to Xie Changliu’s side, the two dealt with the corpses of Tu Meng and his group of Ghost Spirits.

Then they continued walking back. According to Tu Meng’s account, there should be a city at the northern border.

If they couldn’t find clues in the Ghost City, Xu Zimei would have to ask the Ghost God directly.

After an hour, the two finally reached the place where the evil qi was most concentrated.

Before them lay a city.

Not to mention its black city walls, the entire city radiated a strong sense of evil qi from inside out.

The evil qi gathered together, all pouring towards the firmament above, even obscuring the heavens.

“Such heavy evil qi, this place is only suitable for dead spirit creatures,” Xie Changliu said grimly.

“For living people like us, going inside might soon drain our yang energy completely.”

“I have a way,” Xu Zimei said calmly.

Indeed, the city’s situation was beyond his expectations, but he himself had the Tree of Life, so he wasn’t afraid of this evil qi.

He plucked a leaf from the Tree of Life and handed it to Xie Changliu.

Before the life energy on it was consumed, it should be enough to protect Xie Changliu.

“City of Yama,” the two arrived at the city gate, looking up at the ominous, ancient city walls.

On either side were engraved two lines of words.

“Yama comes at the third watch, life and death are all by fate.”

……

They walked slowly into the city, finding a vast scale, with thousands of ghosts brushing past them.

“Did you hear? Ghost General Hebun has already won a hundred consecutive wins in the arena, still without a single opponent.”

“I knew long ago, these past six months, the arena has been exclusively his.”

Among the endless flow of Ghost Spirits, most seemed to be talking about the arena matters.

Xu Zimei grabbed a random Ghost Spirit and asked, “Have you seen the Ghost King of Youdu?”

“What are you doing?” the Ghost Spirit asked in confusion.

“We have important information to report to the Ghost King,” Xie Changliu replied quickly.

“Important information goes to your captain,” the Ghost Spirit said impatiently.

“Our captain was ambushed and killed,” Xie Changliu pretended to say in sorrow.

“Then find a Ghost General subordinate to you,” the Ghost Spirit said.

Th𝗶𝗌 𝓬hȺp𝓉ꬲr 𝘪ʂ p𝐨ʂṯ𝑒𝙙 b𝓎 𝘒ɪ𝗍ҽ𝑛ɵⱴ𝑒𝕝

“The Ghost King isn’t someone you can just meet casually, I want to meet the Ghost King myself.”

Xu Zimei and Xie Changliu exchanged a glance. It was a bit troubling.

They only knew Tu Meng was under the Ghost King of Youdu, but knew little about the Ghost Generals.

“Let’s go check out the arena, didn’t they just say there’s a Ghost General there?” Xie Changliu suggested.

Xu Zimei nodded. This was their only choice now.

The scale of the city was significant, so it wasn’t crowded.

But around the arena, it was full of teeming crowds, packed to the brim.

The two forced themselves in, finally getting a clear view of the scene on the arena.