Chapter 92 [VIP]

That night, Jiang Zhuochen and Xu Xing stood under two precious trees. The glowing fruits swayed slightly as the children picked them, and the light source shone erratically on their faces.

Jiang Zhuochen turned his head to the side. The person beside him was no different from before. When he felt his gaze, he naturally turned his eyes and silently waited for him to continue. There was no difference between before and after his soul was completely restored.

“Alas…our clan’s precious tree…” the Heavenly Father suddenly spoke. It was too short to see the expressions of the two people, and could only scratch its head in worry.

They said the bad guys have been dealt with, but the tree essence has already been used and can't be retrieved.

It consulted numerous ancient texts and finally found records about the essence of the tree. The essence relies on the spiritual energy of heaven and earth to grow, and the more abundant the spiritual energy, the faster it grows. However, this external and intangible thing is invisible and intangible, and it is unknown whether it will live long enough for the essence to grow again.

The Heavenly Father looked up again, wondering how long the remaining fruit would last. Without it, the dumplings would stop growing. What could be done…?

Xu Xing withdrew his gaze, casually flipped his hand, and a pale green halo appeared at the base of the two precious trees, the light surging upwards like flames.

The Heavenly Father looked puzzled and wanted to speak up to stop it, but he couldn't see that the light would harm the precious tree, so he moved his mouth but held back.

Before long, its eyes widened in disbelief. It saw the missing essence of the two trees slowly regenerating, restoring them to their original state under its incredulous gaze.

"This..." The Heavenly Father stammered, his mind still reeling. "How did it grow like this?!"

Jiang Zhuochen proudly raised his chin slightly, as if praising him. "My master is omnipotent!"

The Heavenly Father immediately beamed with joy, threw down his cane, and ran briskly over to the two of them, bowing deeply. "Thank you so much! I don't know how to repay such a great kindness."

"No need." Xu Xing withdrew his hand. It was because of them that the essence of the treasure tree was stolen, so naturally they had to make amends.

“Father,” Jiang Zhuochen knelt down, cradled the Father in his hands, and stood up. “We’re going back soon.”

"So soon?" Heavenly Father was surprised, his gratitude forgotten, and tried to persuade them to stay longer: "Why don't you stay a few more days? We can repay you."

"We still have urgent matters to attend to," Jiang Zhuochen explained earnestly. "We'll meet again if fate allows."

Upon hearing that there was an urgent matter, the Heavenly Father could no longer insist on keeping him. He looked towards the direction of the essence of the two precious trees, then took a step back in Jiang Zhuochen's palm and performed a ritual unique to the Tuanzi Realm.

"Then I wish you both a smooth journey and all your wishes come true."

"Thank you," Jiang Zhuochen said, placing the Heavenly Father back on the ground.

The Father took a few steps back, and the guards behind him also put away their weapons and looked over.

Jiang Zhuochen took one last look at them before turning away.

Seeing that he was ready, Xu Xing activated the Step Void Sword left in the Ghost Domain with his divine sense. In the next instant, a crack was cleaved open in the air. He and his men lightly touched the ground with their toes and leaped across.

In the blink of an eye, all the scenery changed, and the vibrant atmosphere around us was replaced by gloom and oppression.

The first thing Jiang Zhuochen did after landing was to look around for the little devil, before a strong gust of wind blinded him.

"Why?!"

A roar came from afar. Jiang Zhuochen looked over and saw a figure with bloodshot eyes and bulging veins staring at them in disbelief.

"Why are you back so soon?!"

Finding no one in sight, Jiang Zhuochen asked in a deep voice, "Where is the child?"

The Lord of the Ghost Realm paid no heed, seemingly driven mad by their provocation. His power had already been almost entirely depleted in the previous battle; how could he possibly face Xu Xing now?

The other party simply stood there doing nothing, yet the overwhelming pressure was enough to make him breathless.

"No...this is impossible..." The Lord of the Demon Realm staggered backward, his voice hysterical.

Xu Xing didn't waste any more words with him. He raised his hand, and the Step Void Sword hovered in front of him. The sword's entire body flowed with a pale golden light, and the blade reflected a dazzling light, aimed at the crazed figure in front of him.

The Step Void Sword transformed into a golden rainbow that stretched across the heavens and earth, slashing towards the Lord of the Ghost Realm.

The Lord of the Demons' pupils contracted sharply; everything happened so fast that he had no time to react.

No! No!!!

The Lord of the Demon Realm roared in despair, using all his strength to condense all the ghostly energy around him into a thick black shield in front of him, while simultaneously retreating rapidly, trying to escape this place.

However, all the struggles were in vain.

The moment the sword light of Bu Xu touched the black shield, the ghostly energy was sliced ​​through like a thin sheet of paper without any hesitation. The sword light continued forward, piercing through the chest of the Demon Lord.

The Ghost Lord's body froze instantly, his blood-red pupils throbbing wildly before gradually dimming.

"I…"

He tried to speak, unwilling to accept his fate, but his body, starting from the wound that had pierced him, rapidly turned into countless black dust particles, drifting in the air until they were annihilated.

Jiang Zhuochen was no longer disturbed. He glanced at the now calm scene ahead and tugged at Xu Xing's sleeve.

Xu Xing spread his divine sense and soon led his people to a collapsed ruin in the Ghost Realm.

"There."

Jiang Zhuochen tentatively took a few steps forward, circled half of the small hill covered with rubble and tiles, and discovered a small hole.

Jiang Zhuochen crouched down. The soil near the cave entrance seemed to have been manually pressed up, firm and stiff. But when he dug a few times, a chunk of soil collapsed, allowing people to glimpse inside.

At the same time, a low tremor came from inside. Jiang Zhuochen paused slightly, then reached in without hesitation.

He touched it, then used both hands to pull out a 'thing' that was all rolled up in a ball.

The little devil was startled at first, struggling and trembling, but when he saw a familiar piece of fabric, his movements suddenly stopped, and his eyes lit up with surprise.

"Brothers! You're back!"

"Are you alright?" Jiang Zhuochen turned him over and over, and apart from being a little dirty, he couldn't see anything wrong.

"It's nothing," the kid shook his head.

Seeing that Jiang Zhuochen still looked somewhat worried, Xu Xing stepped forward to check him over before nodding gently to him.

"fine."

"That's good." Jiang Zhuochen breathed a sigh of relief and put the little ghost on the ground. "The Lord of the Ghost Realm is dead, you don't need to be afraid."

"Dead?" The kid's eyes widened.

"Hmm." Jiang Zhuochen patted his messy head and straightened his clothes.

He looked up, his gaze meeting Xu Xing's. They stared at each other silently for a moment before he lowered his head again.

Now everything has been resolved. Master's soul has been recovered, and the root cause of the evil spirits' scourge on the human world has been eradicated. If there's anything left to do, it's just one last thing.

He turned to the child and tried to speak softly: "I'm sorry I accidentally dragged you into this. I'll take you away now."

"Are you leaving?" the little devil murmured, staring at the two with a face full of reluctance, as if trying to remember their appearance.

Jiang Zhuochen unusually didn't speak immediately. He couldn't adopt a creature from the ghost realm, but it would be too pitiful to leave it in this world to live the same lonely life day after day without sending it to the afterlife.

Since even little ghosts feel lonely, reincarnation is clearly the most suitable choice.

"Or there is another option."

Xu Xing's sudden voice broke the silence. Jiang Zhuochen and the child both looked over, waiting for him to continue.

“The Ghost Realm is an indispensable part of the world,” Xu Xing explained. “It is responsible for accommodating and purifying the wronged souls who cannot be reincarnated, and maintaining the balance between life and death. To ensure the balance of order in the Ghost Realm, its ruler must be a powerful person.”

Jiang Zhuochen and the little ghost looked at each other, and hesitantly asked, "Does Master mean that he should become the Lord of the Ghost Realm?"

"He has good potential."

Seeing the little imp tilt his head in a daze, Jiang Zhuochen suddenly remembered the child's abilities. Even at such a young age, such potential was already evident; if the child diligently cultivated, he might truly become a force to be reckoned with.

"Me... become the Lord of the Realm?" The little devil was stunned; he didn't even have a vague understanding of what a Lord of the Realm was.

"Hmm." Xu Xing said calmly, "It's up to you. If you want to stay, someone will naturally teach you."

The little imp pursed her lips, remaining silent. Her small hands clenched the hem of her clothes, and after a moment she whispered slowly, "Then... after becoming the Lord of the Underworld, will I still be able to see you all?"

Jiang Zhuochen smiled, "Of course. We'll come see you whenever we have time. And if you manage this place well, you'll have time to come see us anytime."

"Okay!" The kid perked up immediately and nodded seriously. "Then I want to be one!"

The two people and the ghost settled the matter just like that. Jiang Zhuochen was about to ask what to do next when Xu Xing led them to deal with the four elders of the Ghost Realm.

With a little ghost slung over his shoulder, Jiang Zhuochen stared intently at Xu Xing, who was holding a blue-gold jade token of unknown origin. He walked over and handed it to the little ghost.

"This is the Netherworld Seal, the symbol of the Lord of the Ghost Realm," Xu Xing said. "The four elders will assist you in governing the Ghost Realm together."

The little devil glanced behind Xu Xing. The four elders who were lying on the ground lowered their heads in embarrassment after hearing these words, trembling all over, and dared not say anything more.

"Okay." Although a little hesitant, the child had a natural trust in Xu Xing and took the item without hesitation. Finally, he asked, "Can I ask you if I don't understand something?"

Jiang Zhuochen pinched his cheek: "Okay."

"Um!"

The order of the Ghost Realm should be maintained by the people of the Ghost Realm, and it is not appropriate for outsiders to stay for long. So, after the matter was resolved, Xu Xing said to Jiang Zhuochen, "It's time to go."

The little devil's happy smile faded a bit upon hearing those words. He reluctantly climbed off Jiang Zhuochen's shoulder, landed in front of the two of them, and waved sadly.

"Okay, goodbye, brother." He added weakly, "You must come see me!"

"Yes, I will." Jiang Zhuochen bent down and clapped his hands at the swaying hand.

The next moment, the two turned around, their tall figures transforming into two long rainbows, disappearing from this land in an instant.

Then, as the midday sun hung high in the sky, no one noticed that the sky was brighter than usual, but everyone felt a warm current that went straight to their hearts, a feeling of positivity and excitement that circulated within them and then disappeared without them realizing it, and the world returned to normal.