"Pooh!"

"Pah!"

He spat out the ash from his mouth, gritting his teeth as he said:

"I will catch you no matter what!!!"

The Holy Emperor was overjoyed upon hearing this.

Good, good, well done.

The Emperor helped him avenge his daughter's death.

This is incredible luck!

This way, you can brag about it to the lower realms in the future.

Tomorrow I'll burn some paper money for the Emperor of Fengdu, and then go to the imperial mausoleum to send a message to our ancestors, telling them to be more careful when playing cards in the future.

"Idiot~" Lin Wanwan stuck out her little tongue, looking down on him.

"King Yama, come up here to me!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the majestic figure of Yama, the King of Hell, emerged leisurely from the depths of the underworld.

Upon seeing the Emperor of Fengdu, he smiled obsequiously and said:

"Your Majesty, is there something troubling you?"

"Go and investigate for me. Find out why the Earth Soul of that royal woman named Xiao Yaning is down there, and who did it."

"I will give you the time it takes for an incense stick to burn."

The underworld governs life and death in the human world, and the origins and good and evil deeds of everyone who goes there are clearly recorded.

This was the first time Yama had ever heard that the Emperor of Fengdu wanted to investigate a mortal.

She couldn't help but look up at him.

What he saw almost stunned him.

Your Majesty, what happened to your face?

"Your Majesty...you...this...face..." He stammered as he spoke.

They look like they just came out of a bonfire.

The Emperor of Fengdu wiped his face haphazardly, "What are you standing there for? Hurry up and go!"

The King of Hell was so frightened that he immediately disappeared.

The Holy Emperor had never been so excited as he was today.

He saw God, and he also saw Yama, the King of Hell.

These are people who can only be seen after death, and many ghosts can't even see them. Now, thanks to Lin Wanwan, they are all blessed.

Good, good, good, his precious lucky star.

The spirit Xiao Yaning stood to one side and muttered, "Your Majesty, if there's nothing else, I'll go back."

He was still waiting to play cards with his great-grandfather.

She lives a more carefree life in the underworld than anyone else, free from any torture.

She watched as others had their tongues pulled out.

She watched as others were fried in oil.

She watched as others were steamed in the steamer.

She watched as others fell into the cattle pit.

She once asked others, and they said she was probably destined for good fortune and would become an immortal at a certain time.

Why would she come to earth on such a wonderful day?

Becoming an immortal, isn't that appealing?

Lin Wanwan seemed to see through her thoughts, "You can't escape now."

Xiao Yaning's soul tried to run away, but no matter how hard she ran, she couldn't escape.

He was greatly surprised, "Your Majesty, why are you doing this?"

"You don't belong to the underworld. You've been an unregistered resident for so many years. The fact that I haven't made you pay protection money is already lenient on you!"

"If you dare to go down again, I'll throw you into a vat of boiling oil, then subject you to the torture of icebergs, pulling out your fingers one by one, and finally cutting off your tongue, so that you can't scream in pain or speak out in agony!"

He figured it out.

They ate and drank for free down there, without paying a single penny!

He glared at Lin Wanwan, as if to say, "Why did you let the real person know about this person?"

Lin Wanwan chuckled in response, took a bite of the fruit, and snorted, acting as if it were none of her business.

After an incense stick had burned, Yama appeared, covered in sweat.

A wisp of soul followed beside her; her clothes were torn, her hair disheveled, as if she had suffered great torment.

After glancing at it, the Holy Emperor was so frightened that he took a step back.

"You...you...you are Consort Zhao?"

His former white moonlight.

We agreed never to see each other again!

Could it be that she's become obsessed with him?!

Yama said to the Emperor of Fengdu, "Your Majesty, the person has been found."

As he spoke, he reached out and threw Consort Zhao in front of the Emperor of Fengdu.

"she?"

"Yes, when my subordinates were investigating, they found that she was also dead. After being interrogated, she confessed that she was the one who cast the curse."

The Emperor of Fengdu had a sharp gaze and a chilling aura emanating from him, as if the temperature had dropped to freezing.

The next instant, Consort Zhao's soul was slammed to the ground.

"Pfft~" She coughed up a mouthful of blood.

"Tell me, what curse was cast, and where was it cast?"

Consort Zhao propped herself up from the ground, looked at the man she had longed for in hell, and then glanced at the Empress beside him.

Unexpectedly, he eventually released the sixth princess, who was far away in Ningxi Palace.

The Empress is truly capable; she managed to get His Majesty to release the person despite the pressure from the entire court.

"Not going to talk?"

"I will ensure you never return!"

As he spoke, he rolled up his sleeves and struck Consort Zhao hard again. Consort Zhao was so badly beaten that her soul almost shattered, and she was in so much pain that her teeth were chattering.

These days, she saw her parents in hell, but she never expected that they would be tormented by fire every day, and she was powerless to help them.

She was not only roasted by fire every day, but was also dragged to do hard labor.

How could she not hate the empress now that she was dressed so beautifully?

“I said.”

"The Soul Curse is hidden in the lake of Ningxi Palace."

As soon as she finished speaking, the Empress angrily lunged at Consort Zhao, but was stopped by the Emperor of Fengdu with a single palm strike.

"Ah—" The Empress cried, her face streaked with tears, "Emperor Fengdu, she harmed my son, and now she's harming my daughter. Am I just supposed to stand by and watch my daughter suffer?"

As she spoke, she lunged toward Consort Zhao.

The King of Hell looked at her, filled with grief, and sighed, shaking his head.

"Empress of the Holy Kingdom, please do not be agitated."

"Life and death in the human world are subject to reincarnation, and cause and effect bring retribution."

"She is dead now, and her soul is under the jurisdiction of the underworld. You have no right to interfere, nor can you touch her."

After he finished speaking, everyone fell silent.

"Tell me, what soul spell did you use?"

Consort Zhao trembled and said, "I... I didn't use anything. I just drew a rag doll, wrote her birth date and time on it, and threw it into the lake."

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