Upon hearing this, Sheng Wanwan frowned and said, "Only once? I think a ghost like her is so sinful that she should spend a hundred years in each of the eighteen levels of hell to atone for her sins!"

The ghost messenger was taken aback by Sheng Wanwan's words, and then respectfully replied, "You are right. Ghosts like Mu Rou'er should indeed be punished more severely."

However, the rule of hell is that each ghost must undergo the punishments of the eighteen levels of hell in sequence, according to the depth of its sins. The punishments in each level of hell are set according to the sins committed, and each level has its specific time and severity.

"I can't decide on a hundred years, but I can certainly decide if you add an extra hour of punishment every day!"

Sheng Wanwan was delighted upon hearing this.

Even an extra hour of such punishment each day would be enough to make one suffer.

"Then thank you very much, Brother Ghost Messenger! You're a very generous ghost, I'll tell Grandpa Yama later and he'll give you a promotion and a raise!"

Upon hearing Sheng Wanwan's words, the ghost messenger was immediately thrilled.

"Thank you so much for your promotion, little master! I will work even harder in the future and never let you down!" the ghost messenger said gratefully.

Sheng Wanwan smiled and nodded. Just as she was about to turn around and leave the Copper Pillar Hell, a shrill ghostly scream came.

"Ah... Sheng... Wanwan? Are you Sheng Wanwan? Ah..."

The blazing bronze pillar scorched Mu Rou'er's soul, and the intense, continuous pain made it almost impossible for her to think.

When she saw Sheng Wanwan, her eyes were filled with disbelief, and she let out a desperate scream.