"Brothers, we accidentally broke into the underworld and now want to go back to the world of the living. I wonder if you can make an exception?" I went up and bowed to the two Yakshas who were walking over.

The two yakshas, ​​each holding a large iron pitchfork, were strong and sturdy, looking extremely terrifying. One of them patted his chest and said, "You want to return to the world of the living after breaking into the underworld? How can that be possible? Do you know who we are?"

I shook my head. Who the hell knows who you are? Even if the King of Hell comes, I won’t recognize you!

Instead, Su Xiaoniu said slowly, "You're just the minions guarding the South City Gate. Don't show off your status in front of me, okay?"

These words infuriated the two Yakshas and Rakshasa so much that they flew into a rage. They brandished their weapons and shouted, "Little girl, you've got a clever tongue! When my two brothers catch you, we'll send you to the Tongue-Pulling Hell and pluck out your tongue. Then we'll see how clever you can be!"

I quickly took out the Seven Star Sword and blocked their iron forks horizontally, but it was too heavy and I almost couldn't carry it.

Su Xiaoniu said angrily: "Hmph! You really dare to attack me? I am not afraid of you little minions!" She rolled up her sleeves and was about to take action.

At this moment, a loud voice came from a distance: "Stop!"

"Marshal Wen!" All the ghost soldiers and demons saluted in unison. The two Yakshas and Rakshasas naturally saluted as well.

I looked up, wondering who this great god was that could command such respect from these ghost soldiers. A golden-armored god, holding a jade ring in his left hand and an iron tablet in his right, strode towards us with thunderous strides.

I subconsciously asked Su Xiaoniu, where does this great god come from? Is he powerful in the underworld?

Su Xiaoniu still had that nonchalant expression. "It's okay. Marshal Wen, the leader of the Ten Great Guardians of Mount Dong, was one of the Taoist guardian deities I often asked for help during my rituals. He's one of the more famous ones, including the four great marshals of Ma, Zhao, Wen, and Guan."

"So, you know him?" Somehow, I suddenly felt relieved.

"Who knows? After all, I've been dead for so long, he might not even recognize me." Su Xiaoniu shook her head.

Just as we were wondering, Marshal Wen walked up to us. He glared at Su Xiaoniu and me with a look that could scare a three-year-old child to tears. Su Xiaoniu and I thought he was going to attack us and had already prepared ourselves in secret. But suddenly, Marshal Wen knelt in front of Su Xiaoniu and cried, "Fairy Yin Yang, I finally found you!"

Not to mention that Ning Xue, Man Yuanyi, Mei Mingyou and I were surprised, even Su Xiaoniu herself was surprised, not to mention the ghost soldiers over there, their eyes widened in shock.

We all looked at Su Xiaoniu for a long time. Finally, Su Xiaoniu spoke: "I didn't expect you still recognized me. Get up."

Marshal Wen stood up. He was a mighty tall man, more than a meter taller than me, let alone Su Xiaoniu. Whenever she looked at him, she had to hold her head high. But he quickly squatted down again. I was puzzled, but Marshal Wen smiled and said, "This was the habit of the Yin-Yang Fairy when she was alive. Anyone taller than her would either squat or kneel. She didn't like looking up at others."

I was stunned. I didn't expect Su Xiaoniu to have such a habit. But when she was with me, she would almost always look up at me. This...

Su Xiaoniu looked at me with a smile and whispered in my ear: "You are the only one who can make me look up to you."

I was so excited! What kind of treatment was this? She was a Yin-Yang Fairy that even ghosts and gods looked up to her, and yet she said, "Only you can make me look up to you." Oh my God, I must be dreaming!

At this time, Su Xiaoniu got to the point: "You came at the right time. We are going back to the world of the living now. Open the door."

"Okay, fairy, please come this way." Marshal Wen then stood up and took us out of the South City Gate, leaving behind the group of ghost soldiers and the two Yakshas and Rakshasas with shocked and distressed expressions.

The South City Gate slowly opened. Although it was pitch black outside, we could still see the buildings of the mortal realm, the honking of car horns, and the bustling crowds of people. As we stepped out of the South City Gate, Marshal Wen suddenly said to me, "Boy, we recognize you."

I was stunned: "But I don't know you?"

Marshal Wen chuckled, and gradually revealed a face that shocked me...