Chapter 163: The Reason Behind It All
Chen Qiaoli directly took out a storage bag.
Inside were all kinds of Divine Grievances.
Liu Shunyi: “…”
“So you want me to create those resurrected spiritual souls, huh? But to revive one that perfectly matches your essence, I need every tiny detail about your body!”
Chen Qiaoli pulled out a scroll.
The scroll was filled with lines, no real human figures in sight.
“These are the details; just stitch according to this!”
Liu Shunyi: “…”
This senior sister is really cautious.
Liu Shunyi sighed.
Then he reached directly into the storage bag.
Not long after.
He pulled his hand out and returned the storage bag to Chen Qiaoli.
This time it was Chen Qiaoli’s turn to be stunned.
“This is it?”
Liu Shunyi nodded.
“It’s not that hard!”
Zhao Gou: “…”
Chen Qiaoli carefully checked and confirmed there were no issues.
She gave Liu Shunyi an odd look.
Then she put the storage bag away.
“Thanks, you’ll have a share of the Heavenly Repair Pill later, see you!”
As soon as she finished speaking.
She instantly vanished without a trace.
As she left, she conveniently erased all evidence of her visit.
Liu Shunyi and Zhao Gou fell silent simultaneously.
Not long after.
Zhao Gou suddenly asked, “So, what are we supposed to do next?”
Liu Shunyi looked at the Third Prince, who was sitting up straight, and then said.
“Let’s do nothing and wait for the Third Prince to open the secret realm!”
Zhao Gou nodded.
But he still asked with some concern.
“You will protect me, right?”
Liu Shunyi nodded.
“Don’t worry, with me around, I guarantee you won’t die; everything is under my control!”
Zhao Gou nodded.
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Dizang couldn’t quite understand one thing.
Why had his earlier words gotten him on the wrong side of the King of Hell?
What on earth was going on?
Dizang, of course, didn’t dare ask the two Kings of Hell.
He could only turn to Lin Wudao.
At that moment, Lin Wudao looked exhausted, with dark circles under his eyes, a waxy complexion, and pale lips.
When Dizang saw Lin Wudao, he was startled.
“Old Lin, you… nailed that smoky eye makeup!”
Lin Wudao shot a glance at Dizang.
His expression was somewhat displeased.
“What’s it with you, a monk, acting so shabby?”
Dizang looked around.
Not spotting the Asura.
Dizang asked again, “Where’s your sister-in-law? She’s not still in bed, right?”
Lin Wudao couldn’t take it anymore.
He opened his judgment scroll, looking for Dizang’s name.
Dizang quickly held his hand down.
“Bro, don’t do this!”
Lin Wudao didn’t bother arguing with Dizang.
After all, Dizang had almost single-handedly contributed ten years’ worth of resources to the Hall of Yama.
“So, what do you need from me?”
Dizang sighed.
“What else could it be? I need to figure out how I offended the King of Hell!”
Lin Wudao, with both hands cradling a cup filled with nourishing broth, took a sip and began explaining.
“Initially, the two Kings of Hell wanted to experiment with creating a living statue. The Second King opened its meridians, while the Great King infused his own blood into it.”
“But in the end, that statue became the Second King’s Nascent Soul.”
Saying this, Lin Wudao glanced at Dizang.
“You’re truly brave. Originally, it wouldn’t have been a big deal, but thanks to your words, the situation completely changes.”
“You’d better pray the Second King doesn’t use his Nascent Soul power after releasing his cultivation. Otherwise, every time his Nascent Soul appears, it’ll remember what you said. Get ready for him to come back and treat you very well!”
After hearing this, Dizang’s entire body went limp.
“Old Lin, can you figure out a way to save me?”
Lin Wudao chuckled.
“No way!”
Dizang was heartbroken.
“Uh, what if I said someone goaded me into saying that?”
Lin Wudao shook his head.
“Do you think the two of them don’t know?”
“Why would you just blurt it out for no reason?”
“But those who instigated you won’t take the blows, but you… they can still come for you.”
Dizang mentally collapsed.
“What can I do now?”
Lin Wudao lay back on his recliner, pondering for a moment.
“It’s simple. Those who instigated you must have promised you some benefits, but if the benefits are out of balance with the costs, you have to figure out how to demand more benefits to compensate for your losses!”
Dizang stood there in shock.
“But I just want the King of Hell to forget about me!”
Lin Wudao shook his head.
“No way!”
Dizang felt like crying.
But hey, benefits are a must!
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Dizang returned to his dwelling.
He sat down in silence.
Then he began calling out to that consciousness.
“Are you still there?”
Not long after.
That voice echoed back.
“You did well; I feel quite comfortable!”
Saying this, a purple essence descended right into Dizang’s mind.
Dizang: “???”
“Wait, just this? What the heck is this?”
The voice rang out again.
“This is Primordial Purple Qi, an essential thing for achieving the supreme position in the future!”
Dizang was speechless. “Just this? Do you know what I’ve been through? You think this little Primordial Purple Qi can mend my fragile and shadowy heart?”
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“You have no idea how I’ll be tormented by the King of Hell for eternity. What kind of life is that?”
“With such a tiny thing, are you trying to make me beg for alms?”
At that moment, a broken bowl appeared in Dizang’s hands.
Alongside it was a stick.
Dizang: “???”
“Darn it!”
Dizang sprang up and smashed the bowl on the ground.
“Boom~”
The dark clouds instantly produced a rumble.
At this moment, the Hall of Yama within the clouds began to near collapse.
“Whoa!”
Dizang hurriedly picked the bowl back up.
Lin Wudao quickly steadied the Hall of Yama.
At the same time, he looked at Dizang with disbelief.
“What kind of nonsense are you up to?”
Dizang leaned on the cane with one hand and held the broken bowl with the other.
His eyes looked thoroughly innocent.
Lin Wudao raised an eyebrow.
“What? Is life at the Hall of Yama that bad? You’re thinking of begging for food?”
Dizang took a deep breath.
“This thing was given to me by the authority of the Heavenly Way; earlier I just wanted to smash this bowl, so I created this commotion!”
After Lin Wudao stabilized the grand hall, he began looking interestedly at the bowl in Dizang’s hand.
“Hmm?”
“Hmm…”
Lin Wudao stroked his chin, sinking into thought.
“What did you see?”
Dizang quickly asked.
Lin Wudao hesitated for a moment before saying, “Wait a minute!”
Then Lin Wudao took out a book.
After flipping through it for a while.
He finally found a white jade bowl.
“The White Jade Long Spring Well; the water contained in this well can supplement anything you’re currently lacking!”
Dizang felt as if he’d been struck by lightning.
Lin Wudao looked at Dizang with a peculiar expression.
“Good brother, with this, I feel like the Hall of Yama will never run out of resources again!”
Dizang swallowed hard.
“Can we keep this from the King of Hell?”
Lin Wudao nodded: “Sure!”
Dizang’s face lit up: “Really?”
Lin Wudao grinned: “Just kidding!”
Dizang: “…”
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