Weird Cultivation: I am the Yellow-skinned Taoist Master

The Book of Souls, originally named the Book of Life and Death Reincarnation.

It contains the Yellow Springs Domain, which can be entered by anyone except the contract master.

At this moment.

In this realm of the underworld, a hazy, yellowish mist permeates the air.

Chen Huangpi became completely absorbed in the experience, transforming himself into its likeness.

The enormous skeletal body of the Death-Taking Demon was faintly visible in the mist, along with a brass oil lamp and a fox mountain god who had been swimming around inside the bronze door ever since.

Now, these four things are arranged in a circle.

They all lowered their heads, studying the gift sent by the Underworld Emperor.

This gift is very special.

It is about the size of a baby's fist, gray in color, and has a small pit in the center, filled with slightly murky water.

"The Emperor of the Underworld is too stingy!"

Chen Huangpi pouted and said, "I thought it was something extraordinary, but I didn't expect it to be just Yellow Springs Yin Soil, and it's only this small..."

"Tch, and this guy is supposed to be the abbot's closest friend?"

The brass oil lamp couldn't help but complain: "The Yellow Springs Yin Land is boundless, even if you cut off a small piece, it's just this little bit. You miser, can't afford to play this game, huh?"

If it were a little bigger, I'd say by how big.

It's about the size of a futon.

As Chen Huangpi stepped on it, the sun and moon within his body manifested.

They can all get a three-fold increase in combat power.

Although it still suffers from the time-affecting ability when facing immortals, it is still somewhat useful.

This is just a tiny bit.

To put it bluntly, if you stepped on it, someone who didn't know better would think they had stepped in dog poop.

Meanwhile, the fox mountain god scratched his head and said in confusion, "This Yin Emperor is so powerful. Last time, when he didn't open his eyes, he even created a Yama Shadow for Chen Huangpi. He was incredibly generous."

"Why are you being so stingy this time?"

"Haha, I know that."

The brass oil lamp chuckled gloatingly, "Chen Huangpi is shameless. He keeps spouting about his legal inheritance rights and being a part of the Yellow Springs Underworld. I bet the Underworld Emperor is sick of hearing it."

"So, we gave him a portion of the Yellow Springs Yin Soil, making him its ruler."

"Huh, Huang Er, is this considered being a ruler?"

"Why not count it?"

The brass oil lamp retorted, "Even a local tyrant guarding his own small plot of land is still an emperor, and even the smallest piece of land in the Yellow Springs is still land. Chen Huangpi is naturally the ruler."

Upon hearing this, how could the fox mountain god not sense the hidden meaning in the brass oil lamp's words?

This is a roundabout way of damaging the old yellow peel.

So the Fox Mountain God immediately said seriously, "Huang Er, what are you saying? Even a local tyrant has his own small territory. How can you lump such a small area together with others?"

"It would be nice to have it."

The brass oil lamp said, "It's better than the navy having no sea, isn't it?"

"That is indeed much stronger."

The fox mountain god and the brass oil lamp are like a straight man and a funny man, respectively.

He clenched Chen Huangpi's fist tightly.

Yet, he couldn't find a single fault with it.

He could only manage a forced smile and say, "It's a little small, but I don't mind. Maybe it'll come in handy in the future."

"Indeed, it would make a nice decorative piece."

"It's too small to be a decoration. The Underworld Domain of the Soul-Hooking Book is so big that you can't even see it if you don't pay attention. If you ask me, it's more suitable for playing with mud."

"Haha, that makes sense."

The brass oil lamp beamed with joy at the mention of playing with mud.

Because when the dried tangerine peel was very young.

At two or three years old, wearing open-crotch pants, he ran around the Jingxian Temple. Besides playing hide-and-seek with himself, he loved playing in the mud.

Sometimes they sit on the ground and play for half a day.

Every time the abbot returned from his patrol of the mountain, seeing his dirty appearance, he would get furious.

"Huang Er, the Fox Mountain God!"

Enraged, Chen Huangpi said, "If you keep going like this, I'll have to find a way to go back to the Ten Thousand Mountains and get the Golden Horn and Silver Horn brothers out!"

As soon as these words came out.

The brass oil lamp and the fox mountain god shuddered.

He immediately shut his mouth with an embarrassed smile.

“Fellow clansman, don’t be angry. Anger is bad for your health. You are the ruler of the Yellow Springs Yin Earth, a person of status and position. Don’t stoop to our level.”

It would have been better if he hadn't said anything, because once he did, Chen Huangpi's face turned black.

He wanted to become the ruler of the Yellow Springs and Yin Earth.

Because I felt it was very impressive.

But this place is so tiny, I'm afraid people will laugh at me if I tell them.

"If only the Golden Horn and Silver Horn were here."

Chen Huangpi thought to himself, "Although they are a bit eccentric, when it comes to wielding their weapons, there is no one in the world more powerful than them."

The Shiwan Mountains were closed at that time.

The Golden Horn has disappeared without a trace, while the Silver Horn remains in the old temple.

Even Taiyizi didn't know where he was.

Otherwise, if those two brothers were around, there wouldn't be any trouble with the brass oil lamp and the fox mountain god.

They would only be humiliated by the Golden Horn and Silver Horn brothers to the point of being unable to lift their heads.

He's not afraid of death, and he's also stubborn.

Their bodies were covered in scoundrels. In the entire Celestial Era, only this pair of oddballs existed.

Just then, the vengeful ghost that had been silently observing this Netherworld finally spoke.

“My lord, the gift that the King of the Underworld sent you is no ordinary gift.”

"real or fake?"

Chen Huangpi's eyes lit up, and he quickly stared intently at the Yellow Springs Yin Soil.

However, he couldn't see anything special about it.

The brass oil lamp and the fox mountain god looked completely bewildered.

Fortunately, the ghost of death did not keep them in suspense and said directly, "If I am not mistaken, this piece of Yellow Springs Yin Soil should be the original part that evolved into the underworld."

The underworld, the human world, and the celestial realm.

This is the world's structure and distribution during the Celestial Era.

The underworld represents death.

The human realm represents life, while the celestial realm is where beings who have transcended the cycle of birth and death reside.

Of these three worlds, the underworld is particularly unique.

First came the human world, then the celestial realm, and then the underworld.

The underworld was originally a void. As more and more living people died, the rules of heaven and earth changed, and the desire for reincarnation arose. Thus, the Yellow Springs Underworld was born and evolved into its present form over a long period of time.

The first being born from this primordial Yellow Springs Yin Earth was the Yin Emperor.

Chen Huangpi asked curiously, "Agui, how did you figure that out?"

The ghost said, "I used the Soul-Hooking Book to summon the Bridge of Helplessness. My life was burning and my bones were shattering, but this also allowed me to discover the power my father gave me."

"That power taught me many secrets."

"However, my father never saw the original Yellow Springs Yin Soil either."

At this point, the Soul-Reaper paused, pointed to the object the size of an infant's fist, and said, "However, this piece of Yellow Spring Yin Soil has not changed, so I speculate that it is the original part."

Upon hearing these words...

Chen Huangpi immediately became curious.

"In other words, this piece of Yellow Springs Yin Soil has the ability to evolve the entire underworld."

"The Emperor of the Underworld—oh no, my cousin—actually gave me a really big gift!"

From the Emperor of the Underworld to my cousin.

In just a short while, their blood ties were brought much closer.

Seeing this, the brass oil lamp asked curiously, "Then how does this Yellow Spring Yin Earth evolve?"

Not to mention it evolved into a territory as large as the underworld.

It's just about evolving into a small, isolated area.

Standing atop it, Chen Huangpi was practically invincible below even the immortals.

But this stumped the vengeful spirit.

It shook its head and said, "I don't know, but I suppose the more people die, the faster this Yellow Springs Yin Soil will evolve? But there is one thing I don't understand."

"what's up?"

"After the cataclysmic changes in heaven and earth end, you, the Lord, will be the Yellow Heaven, the embodiment of the world's rules and will. All beings in the Three Realms will revolve around you. What use will the Underworld Emperor have for sending this Yellow Springs Earth?"

"Does this mean that the Yellow Heaven Era will have two underworlds?"

Chen Huangpi scratched his head and said, "We already have one, so wouldn't another one be redundant? I think one is better. Two feels strange. We can't exactly conceive another underworld emperor, can we?"

The original Yellow Springs Yin Earth already has a ruler.

Chen Huangpi can now dominate his tiny little underworld as easily as playing with mud.

If this little underworld were to truly evolve, it could very well give birth to another underworld emperor.

At this moment, the fox mountain god casually said, "I think you're all overthinking it. Whether this thing can evolve is still another matter, and it hasn't mutated into an evil spirit. It's probably unique in the world."

The idea that it's unique makes sense.

Otherwise, the King of Hell wouldn't have given such a small amount.

Chen Huangpi asked, "Fox Mountain God, do you have any brilliant ideas?"

"That's not true."

The fox mountain god chuckled and said, "I just think that we won't be able to figure out how to use this thing in a short time. Maybe it would be useful for planting some flowers and plants."

When the Fox Mountain God was at Jingxian Temple on Yuqiong Mountain, he was a handyman.

It's very skilled at fertilizing and watering the scallions.

Moreover, the Fox Mountain God itself has some connection with the Yellow Springs Yin Soil. It is a deity that Xu Qingshan managed to obtain from the Yellow Springs Yin Soil with great difficulty during the time of the world's upheaval and was molded into shape.

Now, it feels that this patch of Yellow Springs Yin Soil is very suitable for planting things.

"Let's forget about flowers and plants."

Chen Huangpi scoffed, "My Yellow Spring Yin Soil is only so big. It's too extravagant to use it for planting things. If it were bigger, it would be good for burying the dead. If burying them horizontally doesn't work, then burying them vertically will."

As he spoke, Chen Huangpi stretched out his arms.

"With this much space, it can bury four or five people. If you squeeze it in, seven or eight will also be fine. Isn't this much more useful than planting flowers and plants?"

"Hey……"

"Huh what?"

"Do you think that if Master really dies, and I bury him in my Yellow Springs, he will come back to life in another way?"

"Then isn't the abbot a head shorter than you?"

The brass oil lamp shook its head wildly. If the main character was buried in this undisturbed Yellow Spring Yin Soil and were to be resurrected, wouldn't that be a new life?

"In short, the order of seniority and hierarchy cannot be disordered! Otherwise, wouldn't I, Huang Er, become... the abbot's elder?"

"Then Master should call me... Eek!"

Chen Huangpi immediately covered his mouth and looked around guiltily.

He suddenly felt a chill run down his spine.

My master was listed in the Book of Soul Reapers back then, so he probably wouldn't do anything shady here or keep an eye on me all the time... (End of Chapter)