How to Bring Common Sense to Xianxia World

The skull-faced figure was, of course, none other than the Lord of Death who ruled over the underworld. His bony fingers tapped rhythmically against the desk as the green flames within his eye sockets stared at Long Yuan.

“Do you know anything about the Underworld Palace? The fake one.” The Lord of Death immediately asked without exchanging any pleasantries.

Hearing the question, Long Yuan tilted his head slightly as a faint smile crept onto his face.

“Your Excellency must be joking. Who would be so tired of living that they would dare do something like that? At most, it should only be some ignorant fools from the lower realms,” Long Yuan replied casually, thinking the powerful being before him must be joking.

“Do you seriously think I am so free that I would personally come here just to joke with you?”

Long Yuan’s face instantly paled. The moment he heard the question, sweat began trickling down his forehead while his heart pounded wildly in nervousness.

Which ignorant idiot thought it would be cool to create a fake Underworld Palace!?

“Y… you’re right, Your Excellency. Do you want me to issue orders to my branch clans in the lower realms to…”

“No…” The Lord of Death interrupted him. “I’m not talking about the lower realms. If it were merely the ignorance of lower realm cultivators, I would not care much about it. But this time… someone in the Immortal Realm seems to think I am too busy to notice them.”

The sweat pouring down Long Yuan’s face became even worse. His collar was already soaked like a blanket fresh out of the wash.

Okay… let me correct myself.

Which thrill-seeking idiot thought their life was too boring and decided creating a fake Underworld Palace was a good way to get an adrenaline rush!?

“Then… what does Your Excellency want me to do…?” Long Yuan asked while gesturing with his hand like a blade cutting across his own neck.

“Haaaa~ Do you even know who they are?” The Lord of Death let out a long sigh.

“I came to you because I want you to investigate which idiot is using the name of my Underworld Palace. From the interrogation of the prisoners from the Immortal Realm, they only knew the organization was called the Underworld Palace, but they did not know who was truly behind it.”

“I want you to investigate and tell me who they are so I can deal with them personally. In return…” The Lord of Death paused before materializing a white divine ore the size of a child’s fist in his hand.

“I’ll give you this.” He raised the ore slightly so Long Yuan could see it more clearly.

It was Primordial Divine Metal, and a piece the size of a child’s fist at that! This thing alone could be traded for his entire treasury, and he would still come out at a loss if he wanted one!

The moment Long Yuan realized what it truly was, his eyes widened as if he were staring at a miracle itself. A trace of greed crept into his eyes, but he quickly suppressed it.

Greed… in front of this entity was something that could easily invite destruction.

When one was offered something by this entity, the only things they should do were feel grateful, say thanks, and never show greed. Otherwise…

Long Yuan glanced into the eye sockets burning with eternal green flames.

Under those eyes… every dirty secret and sin they had ever committed could be exposed. If they were not careful, they might earn the ire of this entity, and what awaited them after death would become agonizing beyond imagination.

Long Yuan quickly lowered his head.

“I will do my best to uncover the ones behind this matter, Your Excellency! Please rest assured,” Long Yuan said firmly.

“Good.” The Lord of Death nodded. “As a down payment, I’ll give you this.”

The Lord of Death put away the divine metal before placing a pill bottle onto the table.

“This is a Golden Immortal Core Ascension Pill. You may use it to increase the strength of your people,” said the Lord of Death.

“Thank you very much, Your Excellency!” Long Yuan immediately expressed his gratitude.

The Lord of Death nodded before standing up. He tore open space itself and stepped into the void, returning to his domain.

After the Lord of Death left and the underworld qi gradually faded away, Long Yuan finally let out a long sigh of relief. Then he picked up the bottle with a smile on his face.

He immediately shouted out from his study.

“Call my son here! I have a Golden Immortal Core Ascension Pill for him to use! And summon the captain of the guards! I have work for him to do!”

At that shout, the palace immediately became lively and bustling once more.

…

On the Lord of Death’s side, after returning to his own office, he finally let out a tired sigh.

He had caught a glimpse of greed within Long Yuan, and his eyes had also seen all the dirty deeds the man had committed while in power.

But none of it was too excessive, and none of it was particularly detrimental to the Underworld Palace. Even though there had been many instances where the death rate increased, it still remained within his tolerance threshold.

The Lord of Death thought back to the day he first met Long Yuan. Back then, he had been a native of this world with a righteous heart.

Now… he had turned into a greedy man with questionable morals. It seemed the saying that absolute power corrupts absolutely was true after all.

Still, the man remained useful. As long as there was a healthy amount of fear in his heart, he would do everything possible to please his master.

The Lord of Death never expected the man to solve every problem for him, but at the very least, he hoped Long Yuan could keep things under control.

And he had done exactly that.

At the very least, within his own territory in the Immortal Realm, Long Yuan tried his best to avoid war and maintain the status quo.

A greedy man, yes, but still a useful one who kept stability intact and avoided escalating conflicts.

Unlike those people from the place called Blue Planet.

Those people were troublemakers who thought only about conquering realms, and in the end, they kept making matters worse and worse. Especially those from the country called the Celestial Dragon Nation.

They were a bunch of walking headaches.

Hot-blooded, easy to provoke, constantly trying to look tough, and obsessed with all that dao heart nonsense.

To them, if you allowed others to rule over you, it meant your dao heart was not firm enough. Even in the face of an insurmountable obstacle, one still had to push forward.

That kind of mindset.

To a certain extent, it was true. It did make them stronger in the later stages of cultivation.

But that same mindset also tended to escalate conflicts and create endless trouble for him.

“Haaaa~” The Lord of Death let out another sigh.

Now that he thought about it, one of the contenders for the Immortal Emperor throne came from that exact place. Technically, he could be considered Wei Chen’s senior, but the man had long since gone rogue and severed all ties with him.

The Lord of Death could have gone there and killed the bastard himself, but he wanted to wait and see.

Would this guy succeed where so many of his predecessors had failed and create a lasting world where the death rate was not absurdly high?

Still, he was not holding his breath over it. It was merely curiosity.

In contrast, Wei Chen’s efficiency was so outstanding that he had already eclipsed all of his seniors back when they were still in the lower realms. The guy even tried to push for change without causing war, and the Lord of Death was actually quite optimistic about that.

Now he wanted to see it.

If Wei Chen eventually ascended to the immortal realm and met this senior of his, what would he do?

— Meanwhile – Ximen Estate —

At a vast estate whose territory stretched as far as the eye could see, the land owned by the estate alone rivaled the size of a metropolis from Wei Chen’s previous life.

The main building was as massive as a city hall, surrounded by numerous structures that served as dormitories and offices for both mortals and cultivators working under the Ximen Clan.

This was the home of one of the oldest noble bloodlines within the Vermilion Bird Dynasty. In fact, the Ximen Clan existed long before the Vermilion Bird Dynasty itself was founded.

Inside a medium-sized building not far from the Ximen Clan’s main estate stood the private residence of the second young master, Ximen Ren the Benevolent.

In front of the building, beneath the shade cast by humble bamboo stalks that stood tall like a natural wall, stood the owner of this residence.