“Your hands are stained with the blood of a million innocents. So tell me, my little ghost king, why do you weep so mournfully?”

Surely there was nothing that the young, powerful heir of the Jiangnan Temple, Gu Yuze said or did in his tragically short life that would warrant him to transmigrated into the body of the ghost king that he just defeated.

Just what is the difference between this body and hell?

The ghost king was penniless, has a lover that Gu Yuze could swear on the last 24 dollars in his account was scamming him, has no friends, a terrible reputation, a wrecked cultivation base, a sinister seal that he could not make heads or tails off and may he repeat again, was penniless.

Now he has to live in this body without any information where every step feel like a death trap and every day brings more questions.

Who is this Gu Yuze? Who sealed such a young disciple? What kind of karma has he sown?  And what made someone as inconsequential as this person to become the most powerful ghost king in ten thousand years.

So many questions, so little time. It would not do for him to get distracted by that annoying, frozen-cucumber, handsome, pain-in-his-behind, can-do-no-wrong, Shixiong, Han Ji.

It is up to Gu Yuze to decide. Is mere curiosity enough, or would he attempt to change fate?

Gu Yuze's heart palpitated uncontrollably as his eyes could not conceal his joy and excitement.


Would it be dangerous? Gu Yuze refused to think twice, what was life without risks?


He took out the bottle of Ai Ye pills, keeping just one for an emergency. Looking at the pills with an almost silver sheen, he was awed. He Qing's bone age was less than 30 years. The pill was truly exquisite.


Should he send a secret letter to the Jiangnan Temple to recruit him? The moment he thought of it, he shook his head almost immediately.


Secret letter? With his minuscule spirit energy, the Orchid Department of the Jiangnan Temple would find him in less than an hour.


Chapter 27 - His fate