The Human Emperor of the Ancient Era

Zixuan: Did the fortune teller say you can live to be two hundred years old? Where is the King of Hell? Why do I feel that he will live until tomorrow? King of Hell: Young Master, you are right, he will die tomorrow. Zixuan: What? Your master is an immortal. He scared me to death. I'll eat a spiritual fruit first to calm down the scare. How many years? More than 10,000 years. Nothing my master grew. Zixuan: Master, she said that if I want to take her, I need at least a thousand-year spirit fruit, a Xuan-level skill, and at least a third-class sect. Master: Thousand-year spiritual fruit is easy to talk about. We can exchange our ten-thousand-year-old ones for a few copies, and our Xuan-level skills can be exchanged for a few copies of our day-level ones. But this third-level sect will have to demolish dozens of houses, so why don't you just change it. Zixuan: You asked me about my master's name. He is an unkind person, and he also works as the Lord of the Nine Netherworld. This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.