Chapter 257 – Colossus! Ghost King's Palace!

Tang Hongyi stared at the approaching figure with astonishment.

Xu Xingchen was also momentarily stunned.

The leader of the group, a man in black robes, had short white hair and a face like chiseled stone, marked by a fierce scar. His expression was cold, his eyes fixed solely on Ye Sheng, not even glancing at Tang Hongyi or Xu Xingchen.

“Little War God Wu Tiangong?!” Tang Hongyi and the others were dumbfounded. They had just seen Wu Tiangong, a celebrity-like figure, on the giant screen moments ago, and now they were meeting him in person.

Ye Sheng stood with his hands clasped behind his back, sizing up Wu Tiangong before him.

Wu Tiangong was strong—Ye Sheng could sense it. Both were 5th Revolution Ghost Kings, and from Wu Tiangong, Ye Sheng detected an aura similar to that of his Senior Schoolmate, Jian Mingzi.

This meant Wu Tiangong’s Combat Power had reached an astonishing several million!

Reputation precedes a person like a shadow follows a tree!

Wu Tiangong’s title as the Little War God of the Ghost King Hall was no empty boast.

While Ye Sheng observed Wu Tiangong, the latter, though bowing slightly, was also discreetly assessing this new Hall Master from the corner of his eye.

“Which division of the Ghost King Hall do you belong to?” Ye Sheng broke the silence.

“We are the Hall Master’s personal guards.”

Wu Tiangong lowered his head. Despite his strength, Ye Sheng remained the one he swore allegiance to!

The Ghost King Hall had a strict hierarchy, and insubordination was a grave offense.

“My personal guards?” Ye Sheng was surprised. This renowned Little War God was actually his personal bodyguard.

“Let’s go. First, find a quiet place.” Ye Sheng glanced at the bustling crowd of onlookers around them, deciding to leave—they were drawing too much attention.

“A quiet place?” Wu Tiangong pondered briefly, seeming somewhat inarticulate, and simply nodded.

…

Dongsheng City, Ghost King Manor.

The Ghost King Manor occupied a prime location, complete with facilities like a golf course, horse racing track, swimming pool, and more.

In Dongsheng City, where land was worth its weight in gold, owning such an expansive manor was the height of luxury, far beyond the imagination of ordinary people.

“Tell me about the current state of the Ghost King Hall in Dongsheng Province.”

In a lounge, Ye Sheng, dressed in a white robe, stood before the floor-to-ceiling window, watching gardeners busy themselves on the lawn outside.

Wu Tiangong stood behind him.

Xu Xingchen and Tang Hongyi sat on a sofa not far away, sipping light tea.

As Ye Sheng’s personal guard, Wu Tiangong, whether willing or not, was naturally aligned with Ye Sheng within the Ghost King Hall. He explained, “Hall Master, the Ghost King Hall in Dongsheng Province is divided into the Seventy-two Halls, the Four Guards, and One Hall!

Among them, there are seventy-two sub-hall masters, four commanders, and five Elders in the One Hall.”

“Seventy-two Halls? That many?” Xu Xingchen looked up in surprise upon hearing this. For a single organization to have so many divisions was astounding.

Wu Tiangong nodded. The Ghost King Hall was a Province-level power, its scale unimaginably vast, with a core membership numbering no less than several million.

The Seventy-two Halls, Four Guards, and One Hall!

These were only the surface forces. Beneath them, countless industries, conglomerates, and families were affiliated.

They even controlled some small cities within Dongsheng Province.

The influence of the Ghost King Hall permeated every corner of Dongsheng Province.

Otherwise, how could it be called a Province-level power?

Xu Xingchen and Tang Hongyi were greatly astonished upon hearing this. What kind of Monster had Emperor Lord Dongxuan placed in Ye Sheng’s hands?

Ye Sheng stood with his hands clasped behind his back, gazing at the green lawn outside.

Wu Tiangong continued, “However, although our Ghost King Hall is powerful, ever since the previous Hall Master perished ten years ago, it has become a scattered mess.

The Seventy-two Halls, the Four Guards, and the One Hall each govern themselves, with none willing to submit to or listen to the others.

Despite having immense power, it poses no threat whatsoever.”

At this point, Wu Tiangong clenched his fist slightly.

It was precisely because of this that other province-level powers did not take the Ghost King Hall seriously.

Tang Hongyi asked, “Has the Ghost King Hall headquarters not sent a new Hall Master?”

Wu Tiangong glanced at her. “They have, but none survived more than a year. For the past decade, without exception, they all met untimely deaths! The Ghost King Hall headquarters has no solution!”

As he spoke, his gaze shifted to Ye Sheng.

“All met untimely deaths?” Xu Xingchen shuddered, the teacup in his hand falling onto the table, spilling tea everywhere.

Ye Sheng remained silent. He had anticipated this situation.

Taking control of the Ghost King Hall was a crucial part of the ‘Trial Mission’—how could it be simple?

Wu Tiangong went on, “Among the Seventy-two Halls, the first hall is the ‘Ghost King Hall’!

It is under the control of the Hall Master.

However, due to the long absence of a Hall Master, the Ghost King Hall, as the first hall, has retained little of its former power.

Only the authority over personnel appointments and dismissals remains in the hands of the Hall Master. The Hall Master can decide the leaders of the Seventy-two Halls and the commanders of the Four Guards with a single word.”

“Nevertheless, the leaders of the halls and the commanders have each established their own power bases over the years, deeply entrenched. Even if they are dismissed, taking over their forces would not be easy.”

“What are the Four Guards?” Ye Sheng asked calmly.

“The Yellow Spring Guard, the Netherworld Guard, the Spirit Channeling Guard, and the Wuchang Guard!” Wu Tiangong replied. “Each guard is controlled by a chief commander, with over a dozen deputy commanders under their command!”

“And the One Hall?”

“The Shadow Hall! The Shadow Hall is somewhat special, responsible for intelligence, assassination… handling matters that cannot see the light.” Wu Tiangong said gravely. “The Shadow Hall is filled with old monsters… no one wants to provoke them!”

As he spoke, Wu Tiangong lowered his head, seemingly deeply wary of this ‘Shadow Hall.’

“Filled with old monsters?” Ye Sheng frowned, flipping through a document in his hand that contained some information about the Shadow Hall.

Wu Tiangong explained, “The Shadow Hall is governed by five Elders, with the ‘Grand Elder’ holding the greatest authority!

Usually, these five Elders rarely show themselves…

Neither the Seventy-two Halls nor the Four Guards dare to provoke them.”

“Interesting!” Ye Sheng flipped through the document in his hand, pondering a way to break the deadlock.

To seize the position of ‘Inspector,’ he would inevitably clash with the major powers of Dongsheng Province, which meant he must utilize the power of the Ghost King Hall.

Moreover, it had to be a unified Ghost King Hall!

A scattered Ghost King Hall would be utterly useless.

However, gaining control over the fragmented Seventy-two Halls, the Four Guards, and the One Hall was clearly no easy task.

Dressed in a white robe, Ye Sheng stood by the floor-to-ceiling window, lost in thought.

Not far away, Tang Hongyi and Xu Xingchen, seated on the sofa, felt a headache on his behalf. This situation was not easy to resolve. Not only was it a high-stakes game, but it also involved extensive connections!

Wu Tiangong looked at Ye Sheng, his eyes flickering. He did not hold much hope for this Hall Master, who was around his own age.

The chessboard of the Ghost King Hall in Dongsheng Province was too complex. Previous Hall Masters had not only failed to resolve it but had also lost their lives in the process. Ye Sheng was likely no exception.

Silence fell over the lounge.

A moment later, Ye Sheng smiled and turned to look at Wu Tiangong, the young war god. “I have a task for you.”

“Please give your orders, Hall Master!” Wu Tiangong bowed.

Ye Sheng said with a smile, “Invite the five Elders of the Shadow Hall for a chat…”

Wu Tiangong was taken aback. “What for?”

Ye Sheng laughed heartily. “Nothing much, just a meal.”

As Ye Sheng laughed, a sharp glint flashed in his eyes!