CHAPTER 728: CHAPTER 712: THE EVIL GOD ARRIVES, ALL LORDS PANIC

The mortal world speaks of the seven gates of reincarnation, where one enters the Ghost Gate, treads the Yellow Spring Road, looks upon the Three-Life Stone, crosses the Wangxiang Platform, ferries across the Wangchuan River, drinks the Mengpo Soup, continues through the Naihe Bridge, and eventually enters the Reincarnation Road to bring this life to a formal end.

And before their eyes, the Underworld is devoid of daylight; alongside the Yellow Spring Road blossomed the stunning red spider lilies, with countless yin souls marching forward on the path.

Meng Chenxiang followed closely behind Qin Liuxi, curiously peeking around, and upon seeing the strangely deceased yin souls, she was so frightened that she could not move her feet.

"Keep up," Qin Liuxi slightly turned her head and said, "The Yellow Spring Road past the Ghost Gate is not entirely safe either, there are Evil Ghosts, and the bold ones will bully the weak and even devour ghosts’ souls on this road."

Meng Chenxiang felt a chill and hurriedly caught up.

But they had only walked a short distance when a series of fierce shouts and clanking chains approached, a ghostly afterimage swiftly drifted towards them, catching and tearing apart some ghosts who couldn’t dodge in time, and stuffing them into its mouth.

"Stop him, don’t let him run," the ghost messenger holding the Soul Hook Chain was somewhat exasperated.

Damn it, that Evil Ghost played such tricks, pretended to cry at the Three-Life Stone before fleeing.

The Evil Ghost had now floated in front of Qin Liuxi, and upon seeing her, its eyes lit up: "A being of virtue."

Excellent, a being of virtue, nourishing prey, swallowing her might even allow it to become a Ghost King.

The Evil Ghost’s greedy, blood-red eyes glistened, and its hands reached out to grab Qin Liuxi.

Sss.

As soon as it touched Qin Liuxi, a tongue of flame leaped onto its hand.

"Aooh." The Evil Ghost screamed pitifully, madly slapping at the serpent of fire, but soon, the flames engulfed its whole body, the anguished screams together with the firelight, caused the ghosts on the Yellow Spring Road to look over, and then to shiver with fear.

It was Karmic Fire, the Evil Ghost was being burned by Karmic Fire.

Isn’t Karmic Fire supposed to be in the Eighteen Layers of Hell? How come it appeared here?

How terrifying.

Meng Chenxiang was shaken by the heat waves from the Evil Ghost, and involuntarily stepped back several paces, fearfully gazing at Qin Liuxi.

It was at this moment that she realized, within their vicinity, all ghosts had already retreated far away.

Karmic Fire burns until all sins are cleansed; those who endure it will have their deep sins dissipate like smoke and cloud, but those who can’t, like the Evil Ghost before them, will have their soul scatter and vanish into nothingness.

"My Lord," the ghost messenger knelt down from afar, bowing in fright toward Qin Liuxi.

Meanwhile, in Emperor Fengdu’s main hall, the Hall Lords of the Yama Ten Palaces were arguing fiercely over the matter concerning Si Luo. When the Karmic Fire started from Qin Liuxi’s side, all the Lords were shocked and their expressions changed drastically.

"Karmic Fire, it’s Karmic Fire," King Qinguang stood up abruptly, looking towards Emperor Fengdu: "She’s back."

Emperor Fengdu’s crown swayed, his hand clenched on the tabletop, and his head began to throb with pain.

At this moment, a ghost messenger burst in like a madman: "Report."

"Impudence, what’s all this panic for?" King Songdi flicked his sleeve, striking the ghost messenger with ghost power as punishment.

The ghost messenger whined in pain but dared not delay, promptly reporting: "Reporting to the Great Emperor, reporting to all the Hall Lords, that person has entered the Ghost Gate."

Who that person was needs no saying. In the Underworld civil service examination, the first question is to recognize faces and names. From a hundred faces, one must identify that androgynous face, the face of none other than Master Buqiu, the Junior Temple Master from Qingping Temple in the mortal world, whose real name is Qin Liuxi.

Should one fail this question, they need not do anything other than pack up and leave. They can try again in the next examination to qualify, and once passed, they proceed to the next question.

After becoming an official ghost messenger, if you recognize this person’s face in the human world, act respectfully and keep a low profile like a docile grandchild. When she calls, respond immediately; there are benefits to it.

But once you find out that she has entered the Ghost Gate, regardless of what you’re in the middle of, report it immediately.

The ghost messengers felt wronged: I’ve been following the rules to the letter, and not only do I get no praise, but why the hell am I being hit?

"Understood, you may leave," King Songdi waved his hand impatiently, his brows furrowed.

Back in the day, oh, how long ago was that? Can’t even count it on fingers, but that chicken-flying, dog-leaping chaos that seemed like Purgatory, it feels like yesterday, still vividly etched in my mind. The mere thought gives me a headache. Who wouldn’t feel a headache thinking about it?

Now, she’s come back.

Huge headache.

"Reporting to the Great Emperor, I’ve observed that there’s been a recent surge in queue-jumping incidents during reincarnation, and the number of reincarnations is far from matching the number of new births. I need to return to preside over justice, and may need to visit the mortal world for an inspection," Prince Cheng respectfully requested.

All Hall Lords: Damn, Prince Cheng you’re such a suck-up, choosing to go on a work trip now, are you sure it’s not to avoid her?

"Reporting to the Great Emperor, the reincarnation process falls under my jurisdiction as well. I request to accompany Prince Cheng," the Five Paths Reincarnation King also stood up.

The rest of the Hall Lords: "?! "

These two sly dogs, how quick-witted!

That said, speaking of going on an official trip now, isn’t it a bit late?

Emperor Fengdu’s face was as dark as excrement, saying, "Everyone, be quiet. Do you still possess the demeanor and reasoning of a Ten Palace Yama, or have you lost it? What’s there to panic?"

All Hall Lords sat down sheepishly, thinking to themselves: You’re not panicking, how about straightening your sleeve then?

Emperor Fengdu instructed, "Fetch the Shadow Memory Mirror, let’s see what’s going on on the Yellow Spring Road."

King Qinguang immediately summoned the Magic Mirror, tossed it into the air, chanted a spell, and it displayed an Evil Ghost trying to escape but colliding into Qin Liuxi. It even wanted to devour her merit, but with a sizzle, it was gone.

Hall Lords felt a pang, sneered coldly: "Served right."

What a foolish ghost, trying to escape is one thing, but you didn’t even check if she’s a living soul or not, trying to devour one’s soul, it’s only right you got burned to soul scattering.

However, looking at the Karmic Fire in the mirror, everyone felt a residual dread.

"Great Emperor, she’s playing with fire too whimsically. Qingping Temple’s Chi Yuan also doesn’t seem to teach properly, weren’t there orders not to allow her to play with fire? Look at her now, she’s handling it with such ease, if the fire gets out of control, we’ll be facing a huge case," King Pingdeng said seriously, frowning.

Emperor Fengdu blinked and flicked his sleeve, "Then, King Pingdeng, you call her over to see why she is here, and maybe educate this Little Demon Star along the way. That’s settled. Everyone, dismissed."

King Pingdeng panicked: "No, my intention was to settle the score with Chi Yuan–that is, to have a good talk with him, to not let her be so unrestrained."

Emperor Fengdu: I won’t listen, if I just don’t listen, she can’t find me!

Hall Lords sighed: "King Pingdeng, hard luck to you. She values good deeds and karma, speak reasonably, she will understand."

Poor Daoist friend, not poor Dao. Roll up your sleeves and go!

King Pingdeng: "!"

Understand my ass, if she understood, would she have set the Underworld on fire back then?

King Pingdeng, watching everyone vanish in a whoosh, slapped himself in the mouth. It serves you right for running your mouth!