The male supporting character was actually myself.

"Did my grandmaster send me?" Bai Ling asked suspiciously. "Why didn't he just give the order directly? Why didn't the ghost messenger go himself?"

The little devil shrugged and pouted, saying, "The warehouse is a restricted area, no idlers allowed. Master Wang said to send Bai Ling to get it, and also said that you know which kind of wine he likes to drink. Whether you go or not is up to you, but I've already delivered the message."

"Hey, you..." Seeing the little devil hurriedly return to the hall, she looked at the key in her hand, glanced at the room the little devil pointed out, and was about to go to the hall to ask her grandmaster again when she saw the little devil captain hurriedly come out. Seeing her standing there without moving, he pouted and said, "Really, the wine is all gone, why haven't you brought it over yet? Come on, give me the key!"

Bai Ling, unsuspecting, went forward to hand over the keys.

Seeing that Plan A had fooled the other party and had not been fooled, the little devil captain in charge of Plan B pushed out a powerful surge of Yin energy the moment Bai Ling approached him unguarded, enveloping her completely.

Before Bai Ling could even scream, she felt a wave of dizziness wash over her, as if she had fallen into an ice cave.

"Dangdang!"

The door opened, a cloud of black mist flew in, and then it closed again with a soft click.

The young captain walked back slowly with his hands behind his back, muttering to himself, "Little brother, this is all I can do to help you!"

The moment the black mist entered, Jiang Chen, who was already incredibly powerful, instantly dissipated into the black mist and disappeared. Only after he clearly saw who it was did he re-form behind the white veil.

Bai Ling never expected to be ambushed by a ghost messenger, but the other party was obviously much stronger than her, so much so that she couldn't even call for help after being ambushed.

At the same time, she felt a chill of fear. No wonder her master said that a young, inexperienced celestial master should never be arrogant or conceited, or he wouldn't even know how he died! If the ghost guards that her grandmaster uncle didn't take seriously were so powerful, then wouldn't the other ghost guards she had seen before be even more terrifying?

Where is this place? Why did the guards throw me in here?

Instantly snapping back to reality, Bai Ling glanced warily at the room, which contained only ordinary tables and chairs. On the table sat an oil lamp, its eerie green light flickering and casting indistinct shadows on the white gauze.

Hurry up and go find your grandmaster!

Bai Ling knew this was not the time to be curious; this was the underworld, and one wrong step here could mean eternal damnation!

Seeing that she reacted and was about to open the door to leave, Jiang Chen slightly moved his finger and locked the door with a black line. At the same time, he lifted the white veil and said softly, "Miss Bai, please wait."

Chapter Twenty-Nine: Go inside!

All the other kids turned to look at him, and Jiang Chen could only nod with a faint smile.

Upon hearing his admission, the little ghost captain slapped his thigh and exclaimed, "Oh my! I used to take those stories as mere tales, like the useless little exorcist and the beautiful female ghost king; or the naive little ghost meeting the domineering exorcist. I really thought they were just made up by ghosts to amuse people."

In reality, shouldn't it always be a perfect match where two strong forces join together?

Bro, you've completely shattered my worldview! Is there really such a thing as love at first sight, a moth drawn to a flame?

"How is this love?" Jiang Chen twitched his lips and explained, "It's about chemistry. I still have a lot of things to take care of and need to be able to travel freely between the Yin and Yang realms. Didn't you all say that even if I entered the Underworld, I wouldn't be able to run around so freely? What other choice do I have?"

We can't possibly escape the underworld and risk being wanted by the authorities to go to the human world, can we?

So, the only way to legally and freely interact with someone is to contract with a Taoist priest you feel a connection with, agree on the terms, and become their spirit.

The young captain looked bewildered. "It's not love? So I got all excited for nothing..."

"No, what could you possibly be worried about in the human world? You've been activating VIP, recording videos, and now you're even willing to become a ghost just to get to the human world. I'm much older than you, so let me give you some advice: let go of what you should let go of. Your future is bright and promising in the underworld; don't cause any trouble and ruin yourself!"

Having said all that needed to be said, the ghosts, seeing that he remained unmoved, devised a small plan. When Wang Baoyi brought the young exorcists who were new to the underworld up there, they would create an opportunity to lure Bai Ling to the VIP room alone.

After eating and drinking his fill, Jiang Chen returned to his small room, leaned back in his chair, and started the "Looking-Homeward Platform" program.

Sure enough, a store icon appeared in the bottom right corner.

After recharging, he could unlock various VIP functions in the store. He glanced at them and realized that he didn't need any of the others, but the Time Reversal and video recording/editing/downloading functions were very useful. Since he didn't know when Bai Ling and her group would arrive, Jiang Chen simply locked onto Murong Liangchen's perspective and started reversing time to edit all of his actions into clips, which he then downloaded and stored.

"This is the legendary Wangxiangtai, but it's not the original one. It's just a branch, but the function is the same."

As Wang Baoyi led the four junior Taoist priests up the mountain, he explained in detail: "After a person dies, before being taken across the bridge and categorized by the soul-collecting messengers, they will ascend the most primitive Looking-Home Terrace, where they can look back on their life and take a look at the condition of their departed relatives."

These platforms for seeing home, scattered throughout various ghost markets and wilderness areas, all serve the same function: to allow ghosts to observe real-time events in the human world. When you arrive, be careful not to wander around aimlessly; follow the instructions of the ghost guards watching over the platforms. This last stop is simply to help you understand the basic operating principles of the platforms; just get a general idea.

The young Taoist masters nodded in agreement.

Along the way, the various aspects of the underworld greatly shocked them.

I heard that the view from the Wangxiang Terrace is based on a comprehensive selection of friends and relatives who are selected from each person's experiences. They are all curious about who they can see.

"Hey, isn't this Master Wang?" The little devil captain opened the small window upon hearing the knock and asked with a broad smile, "What brings you to Wangxiangtai at this hour?"

Wang Baoyi stepped forward and introduced, "These four children are new disciples of our Listening Wind Valley. They are new to the underworld and have been brought to Wangxiang Terrace to broaden their horizons and pay their respects to you all. We would be grateful if the ghost messenger could do us a favor."

"No problem, no problem." The young captain ordered his men to open the door to welcome them.

They were just being polite, but in reality, which celestial master with any ability would take a mere ghost messenger seriously?

The two sides were merely being polite to each other and keeping to themselves.

There wasn't much to see from the Viewing Platform. What attracted the young celestial masters most was simply to see how to observe the situation in the human world in real time. Therefore, after exchanging pleasantries, they quickly got to the formalities.

"Master Wang, we just happened to have prepared some food and wine. Would you mind having a couple of drinks with us?" The little devil captain invited him warmly, and the other little devils swarmed forward, begging him to tell them about the interesting things happening outside.

Wang Baoyi knew that these lowly eunuchs, who were stuck in these insignificant government offices, were so bored that they rarely saw anyone. Since they were idle anyway, he decided to befriend them rather than make enemies. Therefore, he instructed his disciples and grand-disciples, "You have thirty minutes of free time. Once you've had your fill, don't wander off to the main hall to look for me."

"Yes, Grandmaster!" the eager young celestial masters replied in unison.

After Wang Baoyi was ushered into the hall, the four junior Taoist priests each found a place to sit down and began to watch the "surveillance".

Calculating the time, a little imp who had been waiting for a moment cut off Bai Ling's "live broadcast signal." When she noticed the abnormality, he quickly made a shushing gesture, handed her a key, pointed to the room where Jiang Chen was, and whispered, "Miss, Master Wang asked you to help him get a pot of wine from that room."

"Did my grandmaster send me?" Bai Ling asked suspiciously. "Why didn't he just give the order directly? Why didn't the ghost messenger go himself?"

The little devil shrugged and pouted, saying, "The warehouse is a restricted area, no idlers allowed. Master Wang said to send Bai Ling to get it, and also said that you know which kind of wine he likes to drink. Whether you go or not is up to you, but I've already delivered the message."

"Hey, you..." Seeing the little devil hurriedly return to the hall, she looked at the key in her hand, glanced at the room the little devil pointed out, and was about to go to the hall to ask her grandmaster again when she saw the little devil captain hurriedly come out. Seeing her standing there without moving, he pouted and said, "Really, the wine is all gone, why haven't you brought it over yet? Come on, give me the key!"

Bai Ling, unsuspecting, went forward to hand over the keys.

Seeing that Plan A had fooled the other party and had not been fooled, the little devil captain in charge of Plan B pushed out a powerful surge of Yin energy the moment Bai Ling approached him unguarded, enveloping her completely.

Before Bai Ling could even scream, she felt a wave of dizziness wash over her, as if she had fallen into an ice cave.

"Dangdang!"

The door opened, a cloud of black mist flew in, and then it closed again with a soft click.

The young captain walked back slowly with his hands behind his back, muttering to himself, "Little brother, this is all I can do to help you!"

The moment the black mist entered, Jiang Chen, who was already incredibly powerful, instantly dissipated into the black mist and disappeared. Only after he clearly saw who it was did he re-form behind the white veil.

Bai Ling never expected to be ambushed by a ghost messenger, but the other party was obviously much stronger than her, so much so that she couldn't even call for help after being ambushed.

At the same time, she felt a chill of fear. No wonder her master said that a young, inexperienced celestial master should never be arrogant or conceited, or he wouldn't even know how he died! If the ghost guards that her grandmaster uncle didn't take seriously were so powerful, then wouldn't the other ghost guards she had seen before be even more terrifying?

Where is this place? Why did the guards throw me in here?

Instantly snapping back to reality, Bai Ling glanced warily at the room, which contained only ordinary tables and chairs. On the table sat an oil lamp, its eerie green light flickering and casting indistinct shadows on the white gauze.

Hurry up and go find your grandmaster!

Bai Ling knew this was not the time to be curious; this was the underworld, and one wrong step here could mean eternal damnation!

Seeing that she reacted and was about to open the door to leave, Jiang Chen slightly moved his finger and locked the door with a black line. At the same time, he lifted the white veil and said softly, "Miss Bai, please wait."

Chapter Thirty: The Strange Encounters in the Story

"You are..." Seeing the door being controlled by a chilling force, Bai Ling inwardly sighed that something was terribly wrong. Then, hearing someone speak, she hurriedly turned around, fully alert. However, upon seeing the other person's face, she was stunned. "You, you are Murong Jiangchen?!"

He flicked his finger again, and the tables and chairs floated to his front. He smiled and nodded, saying, "Please sit down and let's talk in detail. We have ten minutes left, which should be enough."

"What are we talking about?" Bai Ling remained vigilant, completely unaware of how she had gotten involved in the real and fake brothers incident.

Why would the real Murong Jiangchen, who was killed, come looking for him?

How could he become so powerful in such a short time?

“Since Miss Bai knows me, I won’t introduce myself.” Jiang Chen flicked his finger, and the teapot on the table flew up and poured a cup of hot tea. The teacup then automatically closed its lid and flew towards Bai Ling.

She took it and immediately retorted, "As far as I know, after falling into evil spirits, one will be mentally unstable for a period of time. It has been less than two months since Mr. Murong was banished to the underworld. Can you tell me how you were able to cultivate to the Yin Qi Transformation Realm in such a short time?"

The original owner was in a daze for a while after being expelled before she transmigrated into this world...

Jiang Chen thought to himself as he played with the black silk thread with his fingers and replied seriously, "Naturally, it's by relying on ghost food—ghost food of a high enough level. Although my strength is not as great as that of the Ghost King, I am not an ordinary person either."

"You...you called me here because of...Murong Liangchen?" Bai Ling asked tentatively.

For some reason, even though they had the same face and identical bodies, she could tell at a glance that their auras were completely different.

I really don't know what's wrong with those other people in the human world who can't tell the two brothers apart. Can't they see such an obvious difference in temperament? Murong Jiangchen obviously has a more oppressive aura unique to those in power, and he perfectly matches the descriptions of him in various news reports online—mature, steady, dignified, and composed.

In contrast, the imposter Murong Liangchen is rather greasy and sleazy, and he gets easily agitated when things go wrong, which is completely unlike someone who can make a name for himself in the business world in his early twenties.

“That’s right, I want revenge.” Jiang Chen went straight to the point: “You should know that the laws of the underworld have been changed. The law of cause and effect has been changed to the principle of offsetting good and bad deeds. He killed my own parents, murdered my own brothers, and dismembered me, flushing my body down the sewers until there was no trace of my remains!”

To commit such heinous and unforgivable crimes, yet be able to atone for one's sins simply by spending money to hold a few religious ceremonies to deliver wandering ghosts—I refuse to accept this!

Bai Ling pursed her lips and said softly, "This... I overheard the Valley Master mention it by chance. It seems that the Heavenly Dao is flawed, making it impossible for cultivators to ascend, and the Underworld has no way to suppress them. The pressure on the Underworld is too great, so this is the only way to do it. Actually, I also think this is very unreasonable. It should be settled one thing at a time, just like before!"

But... do you want me to help you get revenge?

"Of course not. Revenge should be taken personally to align with cause and effect. I invited you here to discuss a deal."

"A trade? I'm just a novice celestial master, what kind of trade can I possibly have with you?"

Jiang Chen recalled the black lines that had transformed into something substantial. The black mist that had been released was now enveloped in a dense yin energy. He then withdrew it as before and asked, "With my strength, you won't lose out by becoming your spirit ghost."

"A contracted spirit?!" Bai Ling was startled. She had read the contract and it was an unequal treaty. What spirit would be willing to be enslaved these days?

"Only a contract allows me to freely travel between the Yin and Yang realms, but that contract is outdated. There are some conditions I'd like to discuss with you personally. Let's make a gentleman's agreement."

"A verbal gentleman's agreement? Do you really trust me that much? What if I go back on my word and try to enslave you?"

Playing with the black thread on his wrist, Jiang Chen smiled silently and asked, "Would you go back on your word?"

Bai Ling blushed for no apparent reason. "There's another question... It seems my grandmaster uncle suppressed and expelled you without following the proper procedures. I don't know if it's true, I'm just guessing based on what Murong Liangchen said. Do you think he..."

"Well, anyway, I'll have to listen to you in everything after the contract is signed. If you don't want me to investigate Wang Baoyi's violations, you can stop me at any time."

She thought about the contents of the contract carefully and felt that what the other party said made sense.

Moreover, Murong Jiangchen is indeed a pity. He was killed and dismembered by his own brother, who then impersonated him and died without even a tombstone or memorial tablet. If he hadn't had other extraordinary encounters, he would have been destined to be a lonely ghost in the underworld.

Ironically, the imposter murderer lives a carefree life in the human world, and in the future, his merits and demerits will cancel each other out, so it wouldn't be a bad idea to lend a hand to Murong Jiangchen!

With limited time and to avoid arousing suspicion, Bai Ling carefully inquired about the contents of the gentleman's agreement and found nothing wrong. Thus, the human and the ghost were connected by a contract.

"It's definitely different from before." Feeling enveloped by a strange power, Jiang Chen looked at Bai Ling and could sense an inexplicable connection between them.

She looked down to make sure the faint ghost mark on her wrist could be covered by her sleeve and not be noticed by anyone. She whispered, "Our marks are not obvious now that the contract has just been completed. They will become deeper and deeper in the future. I will try my best to hide them so that my fellow disciples will not find them."