Chapter 241 This Netherworld is really keeping up with the times!

There is no other reason.

It seems that the Emperor and his future Empress have had a falling out.

Although no arguing could be heard from inside the palace, and the Emperor continued to heal the Empress's wounds every day without fail, the oppressive atmosphere surrounding him was even more chilling than the ice at the bottom of the River of Oblivion.

Whenever the Emperor emerges from his bedchamber, the invisible chill he exudes is enough to coat any unfortunate ghost that passes by with a layer of frost.

The ghost servants who delivered the food were in even more misery; their hands trembled as they held the food boxes, wishing they could put the food down and disappear on the spot.

After a few days of this stalemate, Shen Yuepo took advantage of Feng Jin being invited by several Ghost Emperors to discuss the follow-up matters of the Blood Sea Seal.

She left the bedchamber silently and headed straight for Meng Guichen's Rebirth Hall.

The Hall of Rebirth is located beside the Bridge of Helplessness. Its style is quiet and elegant, unlike the solemnity of other underworld halls, it has a more ethereal and otherworldly feel.

Shen Yuepo, having traveled a long way, asked the ghost messengers for directions and soon arrived at Meng Guichen's usual residence.

Before she even got close to the palace gate, she sensed an unusual atmosphere.

Outside the tightly closed doors of the sleeping quarters, carved with patterns of spider lilies and auspicious clouds, a tall figure was crouching furtively on the ground.

She pressed her ear against the crack in the door, her long ponytail swaying slightly behind her unconsciously.

Even more bizarrely, he was holding a phone in his hand, and speaking in a low, gruff voice, his tone filled with suppressed excitement:

"Ghosts! Do you see this? This is it! Lady Meng Po's bedchamber! Yin Dezan, light it up quickly!"

"Let's get the comments flowing! We're bringing you the latest gossip from the Netherworld: the untold love-hate relationship between the Emperor and Empress, Senior Brother, and Lady Meng Po, live from the front! This is a rare opportunity, don't miss it!"

Shen Yuepo: "..."

She stopped in her tracks, and a vein seemed to throb faintly on her forehead.

What kind of underworld livestream is Horse-Face doing? And is it with her senior brother and Meng Guichen?

Before she could react, a weak howl suddenly echoed from inside the hall:

"Meng Guichen! Let me go! You said you'd help me quickly restore my spiritual power, but all you did was pull down my pants?! You took advantage of me!"

Immediately afterwards, Meng Guichen's somewhat languid voice drifted over, clearly audible even through the palace doors:

"Tsk, Lin Yanxin, the dual cultivation method, which harmonizes yin and yang, is the fastest shortcut to stabilizing the soul and restoring spiritual power."

"Our spiritual power is... cough cough, quite related. Cultivating together now will be twice as effective."

Shen Yuepo's eyelids twitched as he listened.

As she remained silent, she heard the sounds of fabric rubbing and slight struggle coming from inside the hall, along with Lin Yanxin's increasingly frantic yet clearly weak voice:

"Meng Guichen! You...you better not do anything reckless! I'm warning you, if you...if you come any closer I'll scream! I really will scream!"

"Go ahead and yell!"

Meng Guichen's voice, tinged with laughter, grew closer, "This entire Rebirth Hall is protected by a barrier I set up. Shouting until you're hoarse won't do any good. Besides, this isn't the first time between us..."

"Meng Guichen!" Lin Yanxin interrupted her.

Upon hearing this, Shen Yuepo could no longer contain himself.

She tiptoed over to the horse-faced demon, who was still squatting on the ground listening intently and even began to explain in a low voice.

Then... he silently squatted down as well.

Horse-face was engrossed in explaining and eavesdropping when suddenly someone appeared beside him, so close that he was startled and almost jumped up on the spot.

The long, horse-like face contorted with fear, and it looked as if a scream was about to escape its lips.

With quick reflexes, Shen Yuepo put a finger to her lips, gesturing for him to be quiet.

When Horse-Face saw who it was, he was nearly scared out of his wits: "Emperor...Emperor Empress?!"

He abruptly covered his mouth, forcing back a scream, his horse-like face filled with the terror of "I'm doomed, I've been caught."

At that moment, the Netherworld livestream room in his hands, which was originally filled with Netherworld civil servants who were secretly watching the livestream, exploded the instant Shen Yuepo appeared on screen.

[Judge's Pen Shedding Bristles]: Holy crap! What am I seeing?! Even the Emperor and Empress are squatting in the corner?!

[Waiting in line for soup]: Shocking news! I want to report this! Meng Po is derelict in her duties! Neglecting her responsibilities! Instead of preparing Meng Po soup, she's engaging in lewd activities in her bedchamber! And she was caught red-handed by the Emperor and Empress!

[Bullhead is my brother]: Upstairs, your account is gone! But... the Emperor and Empress's squatting posture is so standard (wrong focus). Horse-faced guy, keep the camera steady! We want to see the Emperor and Empress's reaction!

[Besides White, There's Black]: So, did Abbot Lin actually submit? Lady Meng Po is mighty! But the Empress has arrived… is it going to be a scene of rescuing her senior brother? Let's fight! Let's fight! (Fearing the world isn't chaotic enough)

[A few souls were stirred up today]: Am I the only one curious about when the Emperor and Empress's senior brother and Lady Meng Po had their first time? Is there any record of it in the unofficial history of Xujing Temple? Please dig deeper!

The barrage of comments scrolled wildly, with exclamations, complaints, gossip, and comments from people who loved watching the drama unfold.

Shen Yuepo naturally caught a glimpse of those comments, and the corner of his mouth twitched almost imperceptibly.

This underworld is really catching on to people's lives...

Just then, there was a "creak".

The tightly closed palace door was suddenly pulled open from the inside.

Meng Guichen leaned against the door frame, her light blue dress slightly disheveled, a few strands of hair lazily hanging down beside her cheek.

Her face showed no sign of panic or embarrassment, but rather a playful expression that was neither a smile nor a frown.

Her gaze first fell on the horse-faced demon squatting on the ground. Her red lips parted slightly, and her voice was slow and leisurely:

"Was it good, Old Ma? Did you enjoy it...?"

Upon hearing this, Horse-Face shuddered, nearly dropping his phone.

He chuckled dryly twice, and his massive body nimbly slipped behind Shen Yuepo, only peeking out half his head, looking utterly cowardly.

Shen Yuepo stood up without changing his expression, looked at Meng Guichen, and said calmly, "I've come... to see my senior brother."

As soon as she finished speaking, a series of hurried footsteps came from inside the door, accompanied by the rustling sound of clothes being put together.

"Little Moon?! Is that you, Little Moon?! You've finally come!!"

Lin Yanxin staggered out of the hall, his face even paler than when Shen Yuepo woke up, and his lips were bloodless.

The collar of his once neat Taoist robe was slightly open, the belt seemed to have been tied in a hurry, and his black hair was somewhat messy, with a few strands sticking to his sweaty forehead.

When he saw Shen Yuepo, his eyes lit up as if he had seen a lifeline, and he couldn't wait to rush over to her.

Shen Yuepo quickly scanned him from head to toe.

Hmm, although his aura is weak and disordered, his soul fluctuations are indeed much more stable than before. It seems that Meng Guichen's use of those rare and precious materials was not in vain.

Aside from looking pale and disheveled, as if he had just been ravaged, he was otherwise barely alive and well.

Lin Yanxin immediately moved closer to Shen Yuepo, grabbed her arm tightly, lowered her voice, and spoke rapidly, her words filled with pleading:

"Little Moon! Quick! Now! Get me back to the Taoist temple! I don't want to stay here for another second!"

Shen Yuepo felt slightly puzzled and raised an eyebrow at him: "Can't you open the Ghost Gate yourself to go back? With your cultivation, even if you are weak now, it shouldn't be difficult for you to return to the mortal world through the Netherworld."

Although her senior brother usually seemed unreliable, he was quite skilled in spatial magic, otherwise he wouldn't have been able to find the loophole in suppressing the Blood Sea.