Underworld Temp Worker: Meng Po's Soup Helps Me Become a Martial Emperor

Urban cultivation + slaying demons and vanquishing evil + no System + no showing off or face-slapping

More than two hundred years ago,

ten spaceships from the Upper Realm descended on Earth, ushering in the age of spiritual qi revival.

Each ship offered five hundred spots to people qualified to leave Earth and travel to the Upper Realm to cultivate.

At the Pavilion of Granny Meng:

“Give me another bowl of Granny Meng's soup. My memories should disappear, and then I can be reincarnated.”

“Another one? You drank a whole barrel! Do you think this is your family's porridge shop?”

Granny Meng angrily pointed at Feng Wuchen and shouted...

In the Hall of Judgment:

“In life, you were a pathetic simp. You can only be reincarnated as a beast, but you can choose what kind of dog.”

“My lord, I'd like to be a temporary worker for the Underworld and return to the mortal world to serve it.”

“I didn't force you, did I?”

“No. Serving the Underworld is the wish I've held for the rest of my life.”

Feng Wuchen declared solemnly...

Facing the demon army spread across the stars, Feng Wuchen drew his Netherworld Blade and murmured calmly:

“Let my flesh and blood become the shield of humanity. If disaster comes, I will dye the heavens with my blood.”