Chapter 243: Remember What I Said

General Hu Buwei was buried among the mountains, with only a small mound of earth and a simple wooden monument erected on it, inscribed with the words "Tomb of General Hu Buwei". More than twenty years have passed, and the words have become somewhat blurred and difficult to decipher under the frost of time.

But Su Zhenzhen was certain that this was General Hu Buwei's grave.

The soul-searching and corpse-finding techniques of the necromancer clan are infallible.

Su Zhenzhen released Li Xuanji from the storage compartment.

Li Xuanji looked around, his rough voice carrying a hint of certainty.

"This is the northern part of Huzhou, the burial place of General Hu Buwei."

Su Zhenzhen pointed to the low grave in front of her, "Do you think this is reasonable?"

Li Xuanji raised an eyebrow and chuckled. When he didn't speak, the heavens and the sun and moon seemed to lose their color.

"When a person dies, they are buried in a handful of yellow earth. Where they are buried doesn't matter?"

Su Zhenzhen almost laughed out of anger, "If that's the case, why does the royal family build imperial mausoleums? Why do noble families spend their fortunes to be buried with them?"

"Naturally, it's because they are ordinary people who haven't yet grasped the true nature of the world. Life and death are nothing more than a game in this world."

As if sensing something, Li Xuanji raised his head and gazed at the distant horizon.

“Miss Su, do you remember? When we first met, I said that when the time was right, I would be sent to be reincarnated.”

Su Zhenzhen's eyes flickered slightly. "Are you leaving?"

Does that mean the finale is coming soon?

Li Xuanji still looked up at the sky, like a stubborn rock waiting patiently for its destined one.

“Miss Su, it wasn’t that the time was wrong before, but that you weren’t ready to help me reach the other side. Now, you can help all the souls in this world, and I’m not one of the special ones.”

Li Xuanji's words were puzzling.

Su Zhenzhen was too lazy to think about it, and simply asked a question.

Do you want to take a boat?

Su Zhenzhen now has two options for helping the deceased souls: one is to let the souls enter the cycle of reincarnation, and the other is to let the souls board that small boat.

The former's soul is bound by causal threads, while the latter's is unaffected.

Let's take a boat.

Li Xuanji turned around and looked at Su Zhenzhen with a rather solemn expression.

"Miss Su, please remember what I said."

Su Zhenzhen nodded with a smile, "Don't worry, I'm not that kind of worldly person, I won't care about what happens after I'm gone."

Li Xuanji's eyes were deep, but he was still somewhat hesitant and did not offer any further reminders.

Su Zhenzhen took out the small boat she carried with her. Without even needing to perform hand seals or chant incantations, she simply used her mind to make the palm-sized boat grow to a size that could accommodate one person.

Li Xuanji floated onto the ship, and surprisingly, the moment he touched the cabin, his feet fell from a height of three feet.

Su Zhenzhen was about to board the ship, but Li Xuanji waved her hand to stop her.

"Don't get on this ship easily, it might shorten your lifespan."

Su Zhenzhen was completely confused. According to her previous guess, she was already a dead person, so how could her lifespan be shortened?

"How do you sail this boat?"

Li Xuanji smiled and said, "Open it with care."

Su Zhenzhen: "..."

Why does it feel like everyone's been telling lame jokes lately?

Where are the comments? If the comments were still there, there would be people to discuss things with.

"Remember what I said, Miss Su, don't get on this ship so easily again in the future."

As Li Xuanji finished speaking, Su Zhenzhen felt as if she were hallucinating.

A river suddenly appeared on the lush grassland of the mountain road, and the small boat carrying Li Xuanji sailed along the river into the distance.

In the blink of an eye, the people and the boat disappeared completely, so fast that Su Zhenzhen felt like she was dreaming.

Su Zhenzhen checked the storage compartments and found that Li Xuanji was indeed not there.

The mountain path on the ground was still covered in lush grass, but under the sunlight it appeared somewhat dry, without a trace of water.

Su Zhenzhen felt like cursing. That boat clearly belonged to the Soul Summoner clan, so how could Li Xuanji, an outsider, use it so skillfully? If he took the boat to the River of Oblivion, wouldn't it return by itself?

Unlike the human world before Su Zhenzhen's eyes, Li Xuanji saw a dim and hazy scene all around him as soon as he boarded the boat.

The water beneath the boat was stagnant and did not flow at all, but the spirit-gathering boat of the necromancer clan could travel freely in the underworld and automatically carry the souls of the dead to the Bridge of Helplessness.

The River of Oblivion does not border the mortal realm, but the Spirit Gathering Ship can enter the Netherworld's Dark Cloud Gorge at any time and then follow the Dark Cloud Gorge into the River of Oblivion's River basin.

The Creator created ten divine generals to guard the ten heavenly realms, but forgot to explain where the souls of the dead went.

Later, the tenth heavenly realm shattered, giving rise to the six realms. The Underworld Emperor did not know how to deal with the souls of the dead in the world.

It was the Lord of Heaven and Earth who vanquished the demon god and emerged out of nowhere. He then found fault with the Dragon Clan's ancestor and tricked the Dragon Girl Meng Xi into becoming his guide.

The Spirit Gathering Boat left Youyun Ravine and arrived at the River of Oblivion. The once calm, stagnant water suddenly surged and roared. If it had arrived out of thin air, it would have been dragged into the river by the vengeful ghosts beneath the River of Oblivion and become one of them.

However, the treasures of the Necromancer clan can travel freely in this area.

The boat stopped under the Bridge of Helplessness.

Meng Xi yawned out of boredom and was about to scoop water to make soup when he suddenly realized that the person below looked familiar.

"You...you seem to be the attendant who was once by the side of the deity?"

The Lord of Heaven and Earth has always lived a secluded life in the Flying God Realm. Even when she needs to summon Meng Xi, it is she herself who descends to the mortal realm.

The deity had no servants by his side, but for a period of time he was accompanied by a young boy, which is why Meng Xi had such a deep impression of him.

"What's your name again? Xuanji? If I remember correctly, that's your name, right?" Meng Xi immediately took out a small mirror from his pocket and reviewed what had happened before.

After reading it, Meng Xi was furious.

"Well, you've reminded Su Zhenzhen time and time again. Do you want all the God's hard work to go to waste?"

Li Xuanji retorted, "Even after being banished to this Netherworld, you still can't rest easy. Don't think I don't know your ulterior motives. The only ones who can stir up trouble in the Nine Heavens and Six Realms and have the power to fight against the Gods are the ancient lonely souls and the remnant souls of the Soul Summoners clan that the Gods painstakingly searched for. Su Zhenzhen has the ability to command all the souls of heaven and earth. You just want to see her go mad and destroy the world so that your Dragon Clan can rise again when the world is in chaos."

Meng Xi felt that the person in front of him was even more noisy than a crow, and his voice was extremely unpleasant. He disdainfully put the spoon into the wooden bucket and waved his hand, saying, "You are just an unknown nobody who appeared out of nowhere. You only have your current fortune because you had the opportunity to meet the God of God and receive guidance. How dare you speak ill of your Dragon Clan's ancestors?"

Li Xuanji intensified his attack with his rough voice, "The Dragon Clan? Weren't they all corrupted by demons? Ancestor of the Demon Clan? Even though the Demon God has fallen, there are still seven Demon Lords in the Demon Realm. What kind of ancestor are you? As for the Demon Realm, although the Primordial Ink Dragon Clan is now of royal blood in the Demon Realm, didn't you separate your clans back when Yao Shen removed the Dragon Clan from the list of gods?"