Keyboard Immortal-Chapter 2460: Celestial Court

“Lady Houtu, I am someone who has deep ties with the underworld, but I’m unable to divulge my true identity due to various reasons. However, I have a temporary identity in this world—the Necropolis Emperor,” Zu An replied while assessing Houtu’s reaction.

He hadn't chosen to step up out of recklessness. After taking control of the underworld, he had built up a faint connection with the Six Paths of Reincarnation. With that connection, and the knowledge that Houtu was known for her compassion, he figured it wouldn’t be too dangerous.

“Hm?” Houtu’s avatar suddenly recalled something, and that prompted her to assess him with eyes glowing with different lights. A while later, she finally replied, “So you’re the underworld’s future master.”

Outsiders couldn’t hear their conversation, so there was no need to worry about divulging secrets.

Zu An was surprised. He hadn’t expected the other party to see through his past and future with just a glance. He bowed to her and replied in awe, “Lady Houtu has sharp eyes.”

“Why are you here?” It was impossible to decipher Houtu’s emotions from her impassive voice.

“There's a crisis in the future, so I came to this world to properly resolve the issue. I didn’t expect the underworld of this era to be so vastly different from that in my era,” Zu An replied with a bitter smile.

Houtu’s avatar fell silent for a long time before she finally replied, “My divination revealed many differences too. Why don’t you tell me what the future underworld is like?”

Zu An was taken aback. It would appear that Houtu could glimpse into the future, but she couldn't see the details. He told her about the future underworld without hiding a thing.

Neither the Shamans nor the Asuras dared to interject in their silent conversation.

Princess Ni Huang rushed to the Asura King’s side, supported him to his feet, and fed him all kinds of pills. However, they didn’t dare to leave, as the terrifying light halo was still stopped right in front of them. They feared a reckless move would provoke the halo’s attack once more.

Ox Head and Horse Face were initially delighted to learn that Zu An was the mysterious figure they'd fought with at the Eye of the Ocean. They were convinced that he couldn’t be stronger than their Ancestral Shaman.

He’s courting his death by confronting the Ancestral Shaman. Good riddance!

But as time passed, they gradually realized something was amiss. Why isn’t the Ancestral Shaman making a move on him?

After hearing Zu An’s descriptions, Houtu’s avatar remarked, “I see. That is much more reasonable than how things currently are.”

“I communed with the Six Paths of Reincarnation in the future, but I didn’t sense your existence...” Zu An carefully spoke up.

“I have transformed into the Six Paths of Reincarnation. This is the final sliver of my will. I left it behind because I feared the Shaman races’ bloodline would vanish in the underworld,” Houtu’s avatar replied.

Zu An nodded in realization. I see. The true Houtu has transformed into the Six Paths of Reincarnation, and she probably can’t maintain this sliver of her will for long either. At least, she's nowhere to be seen in the future.

“Are you here to speak up for the Asura race?” Houtu’s avatar suddenly asked.

Zu An glanced at the Asura King and Princess Ni Huang. “I am friends with those two, but it’d be presumptuous of me to intervene in a feud between the two races.”

“That’s good.” Houtu's voice suddenly turned cold. “Back then, I spared those Asuras out of kindness, yet, here they are, trying to end our Shaman bloodlines for good...”

Zu An could tell Houtu’s avatar was planning to decimate the Asura race. He quickly interjected, “Lady Houtu, the Asura race is also one of the Six Paths of Reincarnation. There could be a gap in the Six Paths of Reincarnation if you eradicate them for good.”

Houtu’s avatar was silent for several seconds before replying, “You’re still planning to speak up for your friends.”

“I can’t turn a blind eye to their fate," Zu An said. Princess Ni Huang had treated him well, so he couldn’t just watch as she and her race were destroyed. “I've been thinking about the issue. The Shaman races and the Asura race are at war because the underworld suffers from a severe lack of resources, but neither race is native to this place.”

“Can you help them leave the underworld?” Houtu’s avatar asked.

“I know a way to lift the seal outside. As long as Lady Houtu can guarantee they won’t massacre the living, I should be able to bring them out,” Zu An replied grimly.

The Eye of the Ocean’s seal was already half-destroyed. Given his strength and influence, perhaps he'd be able to convince the Ocean races to set them free.

The Shaman races were reckless and violent, but they weren’t as cruel and bloodthirsty as the monsters. There was room for them to coexist with the Ocean races.

Meanwhile, the Asura race was indeed militaristic, but it would not be all bad if their aggression could be channeled toward the monsters. If things went well, they could even potentially take some of the worlds under the monsters’ control.

But Houtu’s avatar sighed. “It’s not that easy. The Shaman races lost to the Fiend races. The Asura race lost to the Celestial Court. Both races have a curse preventing them from leaving the underworld.”

Zu An was taken aback. “Lady Houtu, may I know if the Fiend races you mentioned are the same Fiend races as the ones in this world?”

The Cultivation World’s Fiend races were prosperous, but they had a limit. Given that they couldn’t even defeat the monsters, it was hard to imagine them defeating the legendary Shaman races.

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If the legends were true, the Shaman races at their peak had had the Twelve Ancestral Shamans and countless great shamans. Even the monsters out there would struggle to deal with them, let alone the Cultivation World’s fiend races.

“They aren’t the same, but they are related. The Fiend races I mentioned refer to the Celestial Court’s Fiend races. The Fiend races you currently see are merely bloodline descendants they left behind,” Houtu’s avatar replied.

Zu An was shocked. He would never have figured out that the Cultivation World’s Fiend races were the bloodline descendants of the Celestial Court’s Fiend races!

He suddenly recalled a certain matter and asked, “But I heard the monsters proclaiming themselves as the bloodline descendants of the Celestial Court’s Fiend races...”

That was the secret he had heard from the True Demon race’s great elder, and they did have a secret art to activate the Cultivation World’s Fiend races’ bloodline power. They looked more like the real deal here.

“Hmph! Those monsters are merely the bloodline descendants of the pets and mounts raised by the Celestial Court’s Fiend races,” Houtu’s avatar scoffed. She had just divined Zu An’s past, so she had a clear understanding of the monsters too.

Zu An was shocked.