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[BL] I Became a General in Hell after Dying

[Mature Content - Reincarnation/ Cultivation/ Past Lives] Can death be a new beginning? Xie Bian wakes up in the Underworld being interrogated by King Yanluo, who tells him he has a job for him, and to stop calling him King! He's going to join the mysterious Fan Wujiu in bringing errant souls to the Underworld so that they can follow the cycle of life and death as intended. Something is keeping the souls of the dead in the human realm, and it's Xie Bian's and Fan Wujiu's task to find out what. But there's more than meets the eye to his fellow Underworld General. Fan Wujiu is cold and distant, and keeps Xie Bian at arms length -- almost as if they've met before. And what is going on with the odd book Yanluo gave Xie Bian, who tells the life story of the mysterious Fu Shulin, in his quest to become an extraordinary cultivator despite his humble background? Something tells Xie Bian that these events are all connected, and that somehow he's in the middle of it all. --- Xie Bian: Was I not supposed to forget my past life after dying? I thought everyone had to drink Meng Po's soup! Yanluo: ... Xie Bian: Why does it feel like you hate me even though we just met? Fan Wujiu: .... Xie Bian: Did I insult your mother when I was alive, or something? Fan Wujiu: or something --- sarcastic, spoiled, scheming, mischievous White Impermanence x rebellious, possessive, vengeful seductive Black Impermanence Dual perspective, 1v1, past plays a big part, fantasy, dark, revenge, mythology, smut heavy, angst, humor, action, case-solving, mystery, betrayal, mysterious past, possessive characters, hidden depths.

ThirtyTyrants · LGBT+
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57 Chs

Smarting from the slight

Fu Shulin didn't have much time to ponder the absence of Jade Dragon Manor's sect leader, because within moments, Tao Yuanming called someone else to join him on the stage. Everything fell silent around Fu Shulin as he watched Xin Rufei climb up the stairs, the silver train of the hairpin holding up his ponytail, sung down to his waist, moving with each step.

He was too far away to hear the sound, but he could still remember the tinkling bell-like chime of it, like water rushing through the stones in a creek.

Xin Rufei smiled at Tao Yuanming when he gestured at him to move forward, and addressed the crowd with a regal bow, welcoming all the spectators as well as the participants.

"We're going to start with something simple, but in which we'll eliminate half of you," Tao Yuanming said.

His words fell on the crowd like an axe. Half of the challengers gone in the first round. That was brutal. There were about 100 of them, so only fifty would remain.