The person who came in was Wuming, the spirit who was sent by Zhang Fan to be the owner of Sancai Manor in the underworld.

He was in a very miserable state when he came in.

His face was covered with scars and his clothes were stained with blood. His extremely miserable appearance shocked Hua Yueying and Zhang Fan, especially Zhang Fan, whose face turned dark.

"Who dares to do this to you? Are you looking for death? Is there something wrong at Sancai Manor?"

Although Wuming is not a particularly powerful spirit, he is still his subordinate. Whoever dares to hurt him, isn't that clearly challenging his authority?

"Master, please kill me. I am useless and I have brought shame upon you!"

When Wuming saw Zhang Fan, he knelt down with a plop, tears streaming down his face.

He is just a slightly stronger spirit than the average person, and his fighting ability is comparable to that of an average Yin Shuai. He is particularly useful for running errands, but if he really fights against those powerful earthly immortals or gods, he will definitely suffer a great loss.

At this time, Wuming told Zhang Fan in detail how he was injured.

It turned out that the rebellious spirits in the underworld, after knowing that Wuming disappeared in Sancai Manor, kept testing Sancai Manor, and even spread rumors that Wuming was trapped in Sancai Manor.

This resulted in his disciples and followers all targeting Sancai Manor and harassing and attacking it frequently. The underworld sent out the Black and White Impermanence to help patrol for a few days.

Because he had something to do and had to leave, Wuming was the only one resisting the rebellious spirits here.

He wanted to train a group of ghost soldiers, so he had been using the spirits in the manor to train them. Every time he went into the battlefield to kill the enemy, he always thought he could resist, but he didn't expect to fail this time.

Zhuangzi was tricked and although he survived, he was seriously injured. In desperation, he ran directly to the Tiandi Pawnshop for help.

When Hua Yueying heard what he said, she lowered her head to check and found that all his ribs were broken and his whole body was shaky. It was fortunate that he managed to hold on and come to the Tiandi Pawn Shop.

"Master, I will use the resurrection soup to save him!"

"Well, go!"

Wuming could no longer kneel, and he just collapsed to the ground, covered in wounds, which made Zhang Fan's face turn black.

What a flatterer! How dare the spirits of his people touch him?

Moreover, the Hades intends to sit on the sidelines this time. Without someone particularly powerful to keep the situation under control, Sancai Manor may not be able to survive in the Hades.

"Master, the resurrection soup is here!"

Hua Yueying brought the resurrection soup. It hadn't been used for several days. A small drop every day would add up to a considerable amount.

This time she brought them all. Zhang Fan held the resurrection soup in his hand and gave Wuming a drop. With just one drop, Wuming's injuries recovered rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye.

In just one minute, Wuming's body, which was covered with scars and had broken ribs, miraculously recovered.

This soup can even revive the dead, not to mention that Wuming was only seriously injured and not fatal.

"Thank you, Master!"

Wuming felt the vitality in his body, then he knelt on the ground and kowtowed continuously, and when he looked at the resurrection soup, his eyes were shining with brilliance.

This is truly a treasure. As long as a person is alive, even if he or she only has one breath left, no, even if he or she is dead, if the master does not want you to die, you will not die at all.

But if your master wants you to die and is unwilling to save you, then all that awaits you is destruction.

When he thought that his life was completely in the hands of his master, Wuming became even more respectful. He crawled on the ground and wanted to hug Zhang Fan's legs. He was really very grateful to Zhang Fan.

"Master, don't worry. When I return to Sancai Manor, even if I defend it to the death, I will not bring shame to the reputation of our Tiandi Pawnshop!"

Wuming kowtowed again. He was a member of the Pawnshop of Heaven and Earth. Even if he was just a small servant, he could not let others look down on him and say that he was a coward, so he had to hurry back.

"Wait a moment!"

Zhang Fan saw Wuming was about to get up, so he called him and soon a golden palm appeared in his hand.

When he took out the golden palm, not only Wuming but also Hua Yueying's expression changed drastically.

Because they all recognize this thing. This is the thing that appeared after Wutan's death. Wutan's most powerful move is the slap. A slap can be so terrifying that it is almost like destroying the world.

Wuming was unable to resist at first, and finally Zhang Fan stepped in and used the seal of the Tiandi Pawn Shop to kill Wutan in one move.

Leave this slap.

At that time, Hades did not hesitate to lower himself to ask Zhang Fan for it, but was rejected. This shows how precious this golden palm is.

But at this time, the thing that Hades wanted was taken out by Zhang Fan and handed to Wuming.

"Even if you are a slave, you are still mine. I will not allow anyone to bully you. If anyone dares to bully you, fight back. Even if you poke a hole in the underworld, I will take care of it..."

Zhang Fan usually looks smiling, but today he got angry for the first time.

Damn it, his people, even if they are just dogs or slaves, cannot be bullied by this man like this.

Isn’t the underworld just standing by and watching?

Then he would beat them. He would beat them so hard that all the spirits standing by and watching would be scared. They would all know that he was the one that should not be messed with, and that the Pawnshop of Heaven and Earth should not be messed with.

Many times, some people learn their lessons only after they suffer.

Wuming's eyes turned red and he lay on the bed sobbing again. He had never thought that his master would be so good to him.

Even Hades wants this thing.

But the master gave it to him, which he could not repay even if he were torn to pieces.

"Master, this thing can be integrated into Wuming's body. After he turns to ashes, this thing will fall off. I can help him integrate it. Are you sure you want to give it to him?"

"Well, let's do it!"

Zhang Fan nodded. In fact, when he took the golden palm, he felt the powerful force inside.

Moreover, if Pluto takes a fancy to something and actively asks him for it, he naturally knows that it must be a priceless treasure.

Wuming had followed him wholeheartedly, and he was seriously injured this time, so naturally he should be rewarded. What's more, Wuming's going out also represented his face.

"Thank you for your kindness, Master. From now on, even if you let me go through fire and water and turn me into ashes, Wuming will not have a single complaint. I swear here that if I betray my Master in the slightest, I will be tortured in the Netherworld for the rest of my life, unable to live or die..."

For Wuming, this was the most vicious oath he could think of.

At this moment, there were no words that could describe his mood. He wished he could crawl on the ground forever and kneel at Zhang Fan's feet, because only in this way could he express the endless joy in his heart.

Master, your kindness is like a rebirth!