"Lord Zhong Kui, this is your Qiankun Fan." As soon as Leng Yue returned to the Underworld, she ran out excitedly to return the fan.

"You've come at just the right time; I was just about to leave." Zhong Kui stopped and looked at Leng Yue with a smile. "Not bad, little one. You succeeded on your first try?"

"It was mainly your Qiankun Fan that helped me a lot," Leng Yue said, scratching her head sheepishly. "If it weren't for your fan, I wouldn't have made it back. This Hong Ling is really something else. Without you lending me this Qiankun Fan, I wouldn't be a match for her."

"Not greedy for credit, and self-aware, not bad, not bad. That old man Lu Pan has found a good helper." Zhong Kui stroked his beard and looked at Leng Yue with admiration.

Feeling embarrassed by the praise, Leng Yue lowered her head and smiled sweetly, "No, no, no, you flatter me too much!"

"Just returning the fan? Nothing else?" Zhong Kui found it amusing that Leng Yueguang was holding onto the fan even though she said she was returning it.

Leng Yue nodded sheepishly, "Lord Zhong Kui, this Qiankun Fan can capture demons on its own, but I don't know how to release them. I haven't reported back to the Judge yet, so..."

"Is that old man Lu Pan out gallivanting again? Why didn't he send Ox-Head and Horse-Face?" Zhong Kui looked at Leng Yue. "If he were released, could you possibly control him?"

"I don't think so... What should I do? Please advise me, Lord Zhong Kui!" Leng Yue said, clasping her hands in a fist salute to Zhong Kui.

Zhong Kui stroked his beard and nodded. "In that case, I'll accompany you on a journey to the Avici Hell!" After saying this, Zhong Kui waved his hand and took back the Qiankun Fan, then flew towards the Avici Hell with Leng Yue.

The Avici Hell is characterized by its continuous suffering, physical pain, temporal delay, and physical form.

The Avici Hell is filled with flames, and all those who fall into it are the most wicked and vicious. In this Avici Hell, there is absolutely no hope of liberation. Here, one experiences nothing but unbearable pain.

Leng Yue followed behind Zhong Kui, walking on the suspension bridge, feeling the scorching heat beneath her feet. The suspension bridge swayed back and forth in the air, and Leng Yue gripped the ropes on both sides tightly in fear.

Below the suspension bridge flowed lava, and within the lava lay the suffering criminals. Leng Yue glanced down and was terrified by the gazes of the criminals within the lava.

Upon seeing the new faces arrive, the criminals roared and shouted, oblivious to the flames engulfing their bodies.

"New ghost! New ghost! Throw her down! I want to eat her! I want to eat her!"

"Me too! Throw it down quickly! I haven't had a ghost in ages! I want one too!"

"Get down, get down, let's eat, eat, eat..."

A few sharp lashes of the whip sent the prisoner, who was about to climb ashore, crashing back down. "Quiet down, all of you! What's all the noise about! The whip doesn't have eyes if you keep arguing!"

The whips in the hands of those jailers were dark red with barbs. A single lash would leave even a soul covered in blood and unable to move for a long time.

Such a whip was very intimidating to the criminals, and any criminals who tried to rush ashore trembled at the sight of the jailer's whip.

Further inside, the temperature was even higher, and Leng Yue felt as if her soul was about to evaporate. If the area below the suspension bridge was the erupting lava of a volcano, then this was the unerupted core of the volcano.

There wasn't even a suspension bridge; only a few towering stone pillars stood high above the lava. Below, the lava churned and surged in enormous waves, filling Leng Yue with dread, fearing a wave would surge up and sweep her away.

"Lord Zhong Kui, shall we go further in?" Leng Yue was in so much pain that her hands were starting to become somewhat transparent.

Zhong Kui shook his head. "Hong Ling can be imprisoned here." As he spoke, Zhong Kui opened the Qiankun Fan and shouted, "Open!"

A beam of light shot out from the Qiankun Fan, and a figure emerged from it. Retracting the Qiankun Fan, Hong Ling appeared on a rock pillar.

Hong Ling was clearly very familiar with this place. At this moment, she had completely lost her previous arrogance. She hugged the rock pillar tightly and looked at Zhong Kui in despair, "Why do you have to be so ruthless? Can't I have a chance to repent and start anew? Why!"

“A thousand years ago, when you were Shan Shu, you were already utterly wicked and should have been reduced to ashes. Today, as Hong Ling, you are still incorrigible. Do you think you still have a chance to repent? That's just wishful thinking!” Zhong Kui sneered and waved his hand lightly.

"You can't hold me back. If I can leave once, I can leave a second time. You wait, I will definitely break through the barrier and leave this place..." Hong Ling's face was full of unwillingness as she let out a final roar as the rock pillar sank downwards. Until she was about to completely disappear into the rolling, huge molten wave along with the rock pillar.

Leng Yue had completed her mission, but she couldn't quite describe her feelings; she was simply overwhelmed with shock.

"Little girl, let's go quickly, you can't stand it here." After Zhong Kui finished doing all this, he turned around and found that half of Leng Yue's body had become transparent, so he quickly took her away.

Zhong Kui escorted Leng Yue back to the Judge's Mansion, sighing, "It seems you still have some room for improvement, kid. You'd better work on your training!"

After Zhong Kui left, Leng Yue secluded herself to cultivate for a long time before recovering. The moment she stepped outside, she encountered the Judge.

"My lord, you're back?" Leng Yue was overjoyed. "Now that my mission is complete, can I take a vacation?"

"You wish! Taking a vacation? Go clean up the mess you left behind!" The judge said, tossing a new file to Leng Yue. "Look at this, everyone in the human world is reporting these strange and unusual events, making our outpost in the human world a target!"

Leng Yue glanced at it and said aggrievedly, "My lord, this was Hong Ling's doing, not mine. What does it have to do with me?"

"How can it not concern you? You solved everything by deleting that mortal's memories!" the judge roared. "This matter has already attracted the attention of the higher-ups, you'd better resolve it quickly!"

"How am I supposed to solve this? They love paying attention to this kind of thing, what can I do?" Leng Yue felt helpless.

"I don't care what method you use, just solve it first." The judge had a "I won't stop" look on his face, and Leng Yue sighed.

“My lord, if you ask me, there’s no rushing this. We should wait and see how things unfold. Once this storm passes, no one will pay attention to us anymore. Whatever we do now, they will find out, which is not good.” Leng Yue put the file back on the judge’s desk and said softly.

"Are you sure?" The judge looked at Leng Yue, half believing and half doubting.

"Don't worry, those people always like to focus on trending topics, but new trending topics will always emerge quickly, and the old ones will be forgotten. Let's wait and see, they will soon be attracted to other things."

Leng Yue has been in the entertainment industry before, so how could she not know this?

"The more we do, the more flaws we reveal. We might as well make sure they can't find anything, and eventually not many people will persist. As long as not many people are paying attention, it will soon cease to be news."

"What you're saying makes some sense, but there are quite a few psychics in the world joining in the fun these days. Is it really safe to say nothing will happen?"

"What could possibly happen? Those people are all a mix of truth and falsehood; it's all just a phase. There's no need to take it to heart."

"What did the higher-ups say?"

"Can't I just answer truthfully?"

"You seem to have it easy. If you're so capable, you go try it yourself!"

"That's okay too!"

"Stop right there..."