Ye Xingchen helped him up and slowly lowered him down, preventing the guy from hitting his head so hard it bled.
"Useless." Ye Xingchen put him down speechlessly, then straightened up.
"Immortal." Wu Wei clasped his hands in a fist salute to Ye Xingchen.
"There's something else I need to trouble you with," Ye Xingchen said. "This old gentleman's granddaughter was in a car accident and lost one of her souls. She's now on the verge of death, and we'd like to ask you to help find her soul."
"No problem, Immortal, please wait a moment, I'll be right back." Wu Wei nodded, then turned around and disappeared without a trace.
When Ye Xingchen turned around, he saw Liu Wuyue, who was over eighty years old, standing there frozen. His hand holding the cane was trembling, and he was obviously frightened by what had just happened.
"Old Liu? Old Liu." Ye Xingchen called out a few times, then patted Liu Wuyue on the shoulder.
Old Liu then realized what was happening, looking as if he had just woken up from a dream: "Ah?"
"That scene just now, did it frighten Old Liu?" Ye Xingchen asked with a slight smile.
"No, no... It was just that I was caught off guard and encountered it suddenly. The impact was so great that I almost couldn't catch my breath." Old Liu slowly shook his head and let out a long sigh: "That was... the underworld?"
“Yes, that’s the Underworld.” Ye Xingchen nodded and said, “The Underworld’s Underworld detains people’s souls and sends them to the underworld. They are indispensable on the road to the Yellow Springs. Although they do not control people’s birth, aging, sickness and death, they are still an important existence in the Underworld.”
"I've lived to be over eighty years old, and this is the first time I've ever seen anything like it." Liu Wuyue muttered to himself, "This old man is nearing the end of his life, and I'll inevitably have to deal with the underworld in the future."
"Old Liu is overthinking it." Ye Xingchen said with a smile, "I see that Old Liu has a full forehead and a ruddy complexion. Judging from his appearance, he is a blessed and long-lived person. He has at least fifteen more years of life left. He has nothing to do with the underworld. Old Liu, please don't overthink it."
"Are you trying to comfort me?" Liu Wuyue shook his head with a wry smile. He didn't believe he could live to be a hundred years old.
Now he is already quite old. His son is in trouble, and his granddaughter is in a coma. He was already prepared to fight those people to the death. If Ye Xingchen hadn't appeared in time, he probably would have already gone to their door. He doesn't dare to hope that he can live a long life. He only hopes that his children and grandchildren will be safe and sound.
"I'm sure I'm not mistaken." Ye Xingchen smiled slightly. "Don't worry, Elder Liu, the name of this underworld official is Wu Wei. He will be back soon."
"Is Mr. Ye Xiao Xiang lost? It's been so long, is it still possible to find her?" Liu Wuyue murmured.
"This time is not too long. There was a guy whose wife was in a car accident five or six years ago and became a vegetable. She also lost a part of her soul, but she was found quickly. Xiao Xiang's situation is the same. Moreover, she was in a car accident not long ago, so there shouldn't be any major problems."
Liu Wuyue nodded slightly. He felt much more at ease after hearing Ye Xingchen's words.
Not long after, a flash of black energy appeared, and Wu Wei reappeared before Ye Xingchen. He clasped his hands in a fist salute to Ye Xingchen and said, "Immortal."
"How is it?" Ye Xingchen asked.
I opened my hands and saw a faint light appearing and disappearing in his palms; this was Liu Xiang's lost soul.
"You've worked hard." Ye Xingchen waved his hand, holding the soul and spirit in his palm. He glanced at Wu Wei and said, "You seem to have refined your spirit more this time than before. It won't be long before you can advance to the general level."
"Thanks to the Immortal's guidance, I absorbed some of the Immortal's malevolent energy last time. After returning, I improved a lot. If I can be promoted to the general level, I can lead a squad of a hundred ghosts," Wu Wei said excitedly.
"Alright, let's inhale some more this time." Ye Xingchen closed his eyes, and the moment he opened them, his aura suddenly changed.
Clusters of black mist, like thick clouds, floated around him, and immense malevolence and resentment swirled around him, causing the surrounding temperature to drop by more than ten degrees.
Liu Wuyue was startled. He staggered back a few steps, gripping his cane tightly to keep from falling.
He was over eighty years old. Although he was just an ordinary person, he had a keen eye for people.
The black aura surrounding Ye Xingchen is the resentment of countless dead spirits. It takes countless malevolent spirits to haunt one person like vengeful ghosts after killing so many people.
Wu Wei became excited. He raised his head, took a deep breath, and saw countless black wisps of energy enter his mouth like a vortex. He closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, his body had swelled up considerably.
Even the underworld officials in charge of the underworld can't withstand absorbing too much of this malevolent energy; they need some time to go back and digest it.
He clasped his hands in a fist salute to Ye Xingchen, then turned around and disappeared without a trace.
Everything before him returned to normal, the sudden drop in temperature slowly rose, and the malevolent energy surrounding Ye Xingchen's body disappeared. He returned to his previous appearance.
Liu Wuyue then let out a heavy sigh of relief, and his expression towards Ye Xingchen became somewhat complicated.
"What happened just now must have startled Old Liu," Ye Xingchen said with a smile to Liu Wuyue.
"It's alright, it's alright." Liu Wuyue waved his hand, then raised his head and asked with a somewhat complicated expression, "May I ask, Mr. Ye, was that black aura that was swirling around you just now a malevolent aura?"
"That's right, it's the malevolent energy formed from countless undead spirits. These people died at my hands, and their resentment after death transformed into this energy. But in my eyes, these things are no different from wandering ghosts," Ye Xingchen replied calmly.
"How many people must have been killed to create such resentment?" Liu Wuyue's hand holding his cane trembled slightly.
He was born with the ability to see things that ordinary people cannot see. The malevolence on Ye Xingchen's body was caused by the sins of killing. He didn't know what had happened to Ye Xingchen that caused so many lonely ghosts to haunt him.
"Tens of thousands, I suppose?" Ye Xingchen looked up at the sky, his tone calm: "A city, those who deserve to die, those who don't, those who should be killed, those who shouldn't be killed, all slaughtered together."
Liu Wuyue fell silent. He let out a long sigh and clasped his hands together, saying, "Since it was you, sir, who killed him, then he deserves to be executed."
"Old Liu thinks so highly of me?" Ye Xingchen smiled.
“I have a discerning eye, and I can see that you are a man of great righteousness. Given time, you will surely become a man of great virtue, and you will be able to stand shoulder to shoulder with the sages. Since you are the one who disregarded divine punishment and slaughtered people, you are naturally the one who deserved to die,” Liu Wuyue said.
"Haha, maybe, but it doesn't matter anymore." Ye Xingchen laughed loudly: "I've already killed the people, so let the heavenly punishment come if it wants to, it doesn't matter."
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