CHAPTER 737: CHAPTER 737: VISITING THE NETHERWORLD PALACE

"These are all Hidden Guards; they’ve actually always been by our side, secretly protecting us. You’ve probably never noticed them before, right?" Ye Shikai calmly explained, watching Su Qingyu’s surprised expression. He himself remained unfazed; people of the Main God status like him always have these ’Shadow Guards’, similar to the way many tycoons have bodyguards. Furthermore, abroad, some magnates even have their own private armed forces.

"So, at the bar yesterday... that means..."

"Still thinking about you getting drunk, huh?" Ye Shikai said with a light smile, waved his hand, and the Hidden Guards nodded slightly before immediately vanishing into the living room as if they had never existed.

"Stop talking about it." Su Qingyu suddenly yelled out, and Ye Shikai quickly consoled her.

"Okay, let’s go now; there are some old friends waiting at the Netherworld Palace." Ye Shikai took Su Qingyu’s hand but didn’t head for the garage. Instead, they went to a nearby helipad.

"We’re... taking this?" Su Qingyu was obviously shocked, not expecting Ye Shikai to have a private plane.

"It’s to save time, don’t worry." Ye Shikai pulled her hand. The helicopter’s interior was spacious, with soft sofa seats that were very comfortable. Ye Shikai thoughtfully helped buckle up Su Qingyu’s seatbelt and signaled to the pilot.

"Yes, Lord Netherworld King."

Su Qingyu’s expression was solemn, her hands tightly clutching the seatbelt, a mix of nervousness and vigilance on her face. Seeing this, Ye Shikai could not help but laugh, handing her a bottle of beverage.

"Helicopters aren’t that dangerous; you don’t need to be so tense." Ye Shikai embraced Su Qingyu.

"I remember in the movies, when you ride in helicopters, they usually..."

"Pfft." Before Su Qingyu could finish, the pilot at the front burst out laughing, Ye Shikai couldn’t help but laugh as well. Indeed, it seems like helicopters in war movies always get shot down. He didn’t expect Su Qingyu to have such an "innocent" side to her.

"Qingyu, you’re quite immersed in your role." Ye Shikai teased her. Meanwhile, the helicopter had started to operate; the rotor blades accelerated, creating a "rumbling" noise that scared Su Qingyu enough to bury herself in Ye Shikai’s arms.

"Lord Netherworld King, Lady Netherworld Empress, please be seated." The pilot spoke indifferently, pulled on the lift lever, and the helicopter began to ascend, causing Su Qingyu’s body to tremble uncontrollably.

"There, we’ve already taken off," Ye Shikai said with a laugh. Only then did Su Qingyu open her eyes to look around, realizing it wasn’t as shaky and unstable as she had imagined, and she finally calmed down, curiously looking outside like a little white rabbit.

"How is it, not as scary as you thought, right?" Ye Shikai continued.

"It really isn’t." Su Qingyu slowly adjusted. In fact, this kind of helicopter is very stable, and the interior is designed with comfort as the primary priority, nowhere near a military aircraft.

"How much does this plane cost?" Su Qingyu suddenly asked, and Ye Shikai had a bad feeling about this. Business people always want the good stuff they see, and Su Qingyu even more so. It wasn’t that Ye Shikai was reluctant to give it to her, but if things kept going this way, perhaps one day the Netherworld Palace would change its surname to Su...

"I’m not sure, really. These sorts of things are usually arranged by Ghost." Ye Shikai turned his head away, not looking at Su Qingyu’s face.

"I’ll talk to him later then; I really like this plane," Su Qingyu said with a sly smile, whispering in Ye Shikai’s ear. Seeing that he had no reaction, Su Qingyu bit her lip and with a coquettish voice more spoiled than a two-dimensional anime girl said, "Honey, you wouldn’t be unwilling to give it to me, would you?"

"Alright, alright, I’ll give it to you," Ye Shikai finally "surrendered," figuring he could simply buy another one.

"Martin, meet your new boss," Ye Shikai said to the pilot upfront in a very helpless tone.

"Hello, Boss Su." Unexpectedly, Martin greeted Su Qingyu with a nod in the Huaxia language, leaving Ye Shikai turning his head away, surprised with the sudden agreement...

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Netherworld Palace.

"Boss, Sister-in-law, you’ve arrived." Right at the entrance, they heard Worm’s voice coming through the loudspeaker.

"Alright, open the gate."

As Su Qingyu took in the palace-like building, she couldn’t help but gasp. It was like the Western nobility of the Middle Ages owning their own castle, complete with arms and a system, essentially a small kingdom.

Inside, Su Qingyu looked around, observing numerous antique decorations and many calligraphies and paintings. On the side walls hung a plethora of Western masterpieces. It could be said that this place was a museum, but this was just a small part of the wealth of the Netherworld Palace; at its treasury, items like these were as common as hairs on a cow.

"Lady Netherworld Empress."

"Sister-in-law, what brings you here?" Zi Yun rushed out, hugging Su Qingyu excitedly. Everyone expressed their shock at Su Qingyu’s arrival; they knew about the Netherworld King Boss’s personality, that he would never involve family in such matters.

"Qingyu wanted to come herself," Ye Shikai spread his hands in a helpless gesture.

"So, this is Netherworld Palace," Su Qingyu remarked while looking around. This place was like a huge base. From what she heard from others, the power of the Netherworld Palace far exceeded the imagination of ordinary people. Not to mention, even France’s richest man Bonarson had a certain deference to Ye Shikai; Su Qingyu’s understanding of Ye Shikai deepened...

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Yanjing, Chen family.

As night fell on Yanjing, compared to the bustling city life, the interior of the Chen family was much quieter.

In a secret chamber.

Chen Yuxin stood alone in front of an altar, her normally rosy complexion now somewhat pale. She was holding a dagger in her left hand, slicing across the fingertip of her right hand. A drop of fresh blood rolled down, landing steadily in an alter vessel, where a grain of rice-sized white insect slowly moved towards the blood drop, absorbing it bit by bit. About the time it would take to burn an incense stick, the insect changed from white to red.

"Family Head, please do not feed the Worm anymore." At that moment, Chen Ruoya ran into the room and immediately knelt before Chen Yuxin, her expression filled with urgency.

"Stay out of this matter; get out," Chen Yuxin coldly glanced at her and shouted loudly.

"The safety of the Family Head is my responsibility. The Worm requires essence blood to nourish, and over time, the Family Head’s health will surely suffer," Chen Ruoya said decisively.