Jiang Xun's tall and imposing figure suddenly appeared beside Lu Fuyue, exuding a powerful sense of oppression that was impossible to ignore.
Lu Fuyue looked up at him, thinking that Jiang Xun had already left.
The surroundings were silent and dark, with only the eerie blue remnants of the souls floating in the air.
Jiang Xun forcibly suppressed the taste of blood rising in his throat, paused slightly, and then looked with deep eyes at the bottomless black hole not far away, and slowly opened his mouth.
"I have already subdued all the evil spirits here, so they can't harm you for now. However, if you want what you want, you'll have to rely on yourself."
"This is all the help I can give you."
Lu Fuyue looked up and saw that the surrounding dark blue souls gradually dissipated, and the chilling feeling also disappeared.
She paused for a moment, then pursed her lips. "Thank you."
Without Jiang Xun, she wouldn't have been able to enter this place at all, let alone obtain the Fire String, given her current strength.
Jiang Xun smiled, but his voice became indifferent, "The thing you say to me most often seems to be just 'thank you'."
Lu Fuyue lowered her eyes, unsure how to respond, and could only remain silent.
That's actually true. Since she came to the Underworld, she has mostly gotten here with Jiang Xun's help.
The debt she owes Jiang Xun is one she can hardly repay.
Jiang Xun's gaze fell on her, and he immediately guessed what she was thinking. He paused for a moment, then said, "Actually, you don't need to feel like you owe me anything. I helped you because we made a deal."
"Just like you and Siyou, you help her refine pills, and she gives you what you want. It's all a transaction between mutual consent, and no one owes anyone anything."
His voice was carried away by the wind and faded into the distance, becoming so faint that Lu Fuyue could not hear it clearly.
...
A moment later, Jiang Xun left.
His aura was too powerful; he couldn't stay by Lu Fuyue's side for too long, otherwise it would affect her gaining recognition for that thing, and it would also attract the attention of those in the Underworld.
In addition, his body had only recently recovered, and he had used a large amount of his cultivation to suppress everything in the Nine Levels of Hell, which made his injuries even more serious.
If we don't leave soon, Lu Fuyue might notice.
But he didn't want to bind her with guilt.
Lu Fuyue entered the Netherworld Cave alone. As soon as she stepped inside, clusters of eerie blue flames suddenly lit up on both sides of the cave walls, instantly illuminating the path ahead.
However, the chilling aura grew stronger and stronger, as if one were being stared at by a venomous snake, sending a chill down one's spine.
Lu Fuyue paused, raised her hand and made a hand seal to summon a phoenix red lotus divine fire. The cold aura around her finally dissipated a bit, but the feeling of being watched by someone still did not disappear.
She became secretly alert, her other hand hidden in her sleeve ready to take out the Weak Water Zither at any moment, and then she walked step by step into the depths of the cave entrance.
Before Jiang Xun left, he told her that the depths of the Netherworld Cave were the center of the Nine Levels of Hell, where the Netherworld Divine Fire, one of the treasures of the Netherworld, was located. It was the main fire of the Netherworld Fire that she had obtained at the Netherworld Inn.
There's a reason why the Netherworld Divine Fire is considered one of the most precious treasures of the underworld. It is extremely yin and cold, grows deep in the nine levels of hell, represents sin and greed, and feeds on the souls of those who were extremely wicked in their previous lives.
However, the Netherworld Divine Fire, though clearly a product of the underworld, possesses a trace of Buddhist nature because it feeds on evil spirits.
Known to the world as the cleanest flame nourished by the most filthy souls, it is said to possess the power to kill gods.
However, to obtain it, one need neither cultivation level, nor talent, nor bloodline.
It depends on fate; no one knows how to refine it.
The last one to refine it was originally just a minor ghost cultivator. However, that ghost cultivator, relying solely on the Netherworld Divine Fire, cultivated to the peak of the Mahayana stage in less than a thousand years and became a Ghost Emperor.
However, the Ghost Emperor also died because of it.
The Ghost Emperor perished because during the process of refining it, it exploited a loophole, causing him to go mad and die.
Jiang Xun had also tried to refine the Netherworld Divine Fire, but he failed. Other ghost kings in the underworld also coveted the Netherworld Divine Fire, but none of them could refine it.
Lu Fuyue gradually pulled herself out of her thoughts, her brows furrowing slightly. If she was right, if she wanted to obtain the Fire Zither String, she would definitely encounter the Netherworld Divine Fire first.
...
Lu Fuyue continued walking cautiously forward when suddenly a drop of liquid fell from above onto the tip of her nose, the icy touch penetrating her skin.
Her expression changed slightly, and she subconsciously turned to the side to avoid it. Then she looked up and met a pair of empty eye sockets. A terrifying laugh echoed in the narrow space. A severed arm fell down with a thud and landed right at Lu Fuyue's feet, splashing liquid and wetting her skirt.
"Why would the high and mighty Phoenix God Clan come to this dark and damp hell?"
Lu Fuyue was startled. Even Jiang Xun couldn't see her true form, yet this vengeful ghost above could be identified at a glance. What was its origin?
With a thought, the Weak Water Zither appeared out of thin air in her arms as she raised her hand. Lu Fuyue looked at the thing on it warily and tentatively asked slowly, "I wonder what Senior means?"
The vengeful ghost seemed to have no intention of killing her.
As the black mist rose, a short old man appeared vaguely within it, but his appearance and cultivation level were impossible to discern.
"I never thought that after so many years, I would still hear someone call me 'senior'."
He looked Lu Fuyue up and down, and when he saw the Weak Water Zither in her hand, his gaze seemed to pause for a moment, then moved up and landed on the red lotus on Lu Fuyue's forehead.
The short old man was taken aback, then suddenly threw his head back and burst into laughter, "So that's how it is!"
I thought it was the descendant of those aloof dead birds, but it turned out to be just a little phoenix that came from the bloodline purified by human cultivators.
However, the fact that she could purify it to this extent shows that this little girl is quite extraordinary.
A hint of confusion flashed in Lu Fuyue's eyes, but she did not speak rashly. The ghost cultivator in front of her seemed to have an extraordinary background and a connection with the Phoenix Clan, otherwise he would not have been able to see her true form at a glance.
At this moment, the short old man glanced at Lu Fuyue and snorted coldly, "You female cultivator are quite bold, daring to come to any place. Even the successor chosen by me has been bewitched by you, and he is even willing to clear obstacles for you."
"Otherwise, with your cultivation level, you would probably have been torn to shreds by the things down there as soon as you entered this place."
Lu Fuyue's pupils suddenly contracted, and she subconsciously took a few steps back. "You are... the Ghost Emperor?"
The short old man stroked his non-existent beard and nodded in satisfaction: "Although his cultivation is a bit low, he is quite clever and has good talent. He is barely a match for that kid."
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