After Shen Zhaozhao, with a dark expression, pressed down the little ghost messenger who was about to rush into the side hall to look up the Book of Life and Death, the chaotic main hall of the Underworld finally quieted down temporarily.
King Yama took a deep breath, as if forcibly invigorating himself, straightened his handsome face, and tried his best to display the majestic demeanor befitting the lord of the underworld. He walked step by step to Shen Zhaozhao, stood still, and then—
"Waaah..."
Under the watchful eyes of everyone, the Lord Yama, who had just been glaring at the client and slamming his fist on the table while cursing the Immortal Lord, suddenly buckled at the knees and slid towards Shen Zhaozhao without warning, performing a perfect sliding kneel.
The fluidity of the movements and the humility of the posture caused even the Black and White Impermanence to instinctively cover their eyes.
Your Majesty is about to go mad again.
As expected, Yan Jun raised his handsome face, his eyes instantly reddening, and glistening tears instantly clinging to his long eyelashes. He sobbed and wept, looking like a little wife who had been bullied by a bully, and began to whine and complain in a high-pitched voice.
“Fairy…Fairy, even if you have Immortal Venerable Mo Yuan standing behind you, you still can’t be so unreasonable…”
As he spoke, he made a token struggle, as if Shen Zhaozhao had really done something to him, becoming even more coquettish and affected: "The Underworld operates on a small scale and does things properly. We really didn't know that you were perfectly fine up there, and then suddenly you came down with a 'snap'..."
"Hey! What are you doing?! Don't try to undress me! In broad daylight, under the clear sky! If you do this, I'm going to scream! I really am going to scream!"
Shen Zhaozhao: "..."
Shen Zhaozhao stared expressionlessly at the drama queen in front of her, her lips twitching uncontrollably.
She could understand the mental state of working people, but with their mental state so poor, perhaps they should try some traditional Chinese medicine to regulate it?
Seeing that Yan Jun was getting more and more into his act, even trying to pull at the collar of his robe, Shen Zhaozhao finally couldn't take it anymore. She grabbed his collar and lifted him up a bit: "Big brother, I'm here to find someone!"
"..."
The air fell silent instantly.
The expression on Yama's face, which was on the verge of tears, suddenly froze. He blinked his still watery eyes a couple of times and asked in a low voice, "So... Fairy... you have a favor to ask of me?"
Before the words had even finished, and before Shen Zhaozhao could give any reaction—
Just moments ago, King Yama was slumped on the ground, crying pitifully, but in a swift motion, he sprang up from the ground.
With a flick of his sleeve, he stood tall and straight like a lone pine tree on a snowy mountain. The tear stains and grievances from before vanished without a trace, and his handsome face regained its cool and noble appearance. His brows and eyes even carried a hint of the aloofness and majesty that belonged to the Lord of the Underworld.
If one hadn't witnessed his tantrum and rage just moments before, one might have been fooled by his deceptively aloof and unapproachable demeanor.
Yan Jun slightly raised his chin, and his voice returned to its clear and steady tone, carrying an official air of business.
"I see."
"However, as you can see, the affairs of the Underworld are complex, and the order of reincarnation in the Three Realms depends on it. I am busy with countless affairs every day, and I really cannot spare the time."
He sighed softly, his tone carrying just the right amount of difficulty: "It's not that I'm unwilling to help, it's just that... I'm powerless to help."
Shen Zhaozhao: "..."
Shen Zhaozhao's lips twitched uncontrollably twice more.
She naturally understood that the King of Hell had become arrogant because she needed his help, and his words were implying that she needed to pay more.
That's so realistic, that bastard.
Shen Zhaozhao pressed her throbbing temples, forcibly suppressing her speechlessness: "Lord Yama, I heard earlier that you seem to be quite troubled by the matter of Immortal Qingxu of the Ascension Path owing you the final payment?"
Yan Jun's aloof expression froze almost imperceptibly for a moment, a hint of secret anticipation flashing in his eyes.
Shen Zhaozhao: "If King Yama can trust me—"
"Oh dear~ So you've come here to help us solve a problem on behalf of the Immortal Lord~"
Before Shen Zhaozhao could even finish speaking, Yan Jun, who had just been putting on airs and saying he was "too busy to help," instantly lost his composure!
He sprang to Shen Zhaozhao like a firecracker, abandoning all his composure and instantly changing his tune: "Look at the mess this has made! It's a misunderstanding! A huge misunderstanding!"
"As long as the Immortal Venerable is willing to step in and help our Underworld recover this bad debt! Fairy, who do you want to find? Just say the word! Don't mention one soul, even ten or eight! As long as they are on the register, I will personally pack them up and deliver them to your door!"
Shen Zhaozhao stared in shock at the Yama King before her, whose face had changed in an instant and who had no bottom line whatsoever. Once again, she sighed deeply and from the bottom of her heart—
In our ghost realm... how about we all drink some traditional Chinese medicine to regulate our bodies?
She suppressed the urge to complain, took a deep breath, and finally managed to smoothly state the true purpose of her trip: "To be honest, I have come here to find the soul of a cultivator who passed away a hundred years ago—the former sect leader of the Tianyan Sect, True Person Xuanji."
"Hey, what kind of elusive soul do I, a fairy, need to find!"
Upon hearing this, King Yama was instantly delighted. The tense atmosphere from before vanished, replaced by a relaxed and cheerful feeling of "You should have said so earlier, it's so easy!" He even had a hint of pride and boastfulness in his tone.
"Master Xuanji! I know him! I know him all too well! He's the top streamer on our Yellow Springs Netherworld Path! The number one streamer in the 'Master Xuanji's Online Chat' livestream!"
Shen Zhaozhao: "..."
Oh.
What the heck?
Shen Zhaozhao felt that she was probably already dead, otherwise, how could she have heard such nonsense one after another?
Completely oblivious to Shen Zhaozhao's numb and empty gaze, King Yama continued enthusiastically, "Master Xuanji is now a model of re-employment that our Underworld is focusing on supporting!"
"Their live stream focuses on 'revealing the unknown side of the immortals' and 'an immersive experience of daily life in the underworld,' and the viewership is phenomenal!"
"Especially the comments on the gossip, scandals, cultivation bottlenecks, and embarrassing things they did over the years by the current immortal lords of the Nine Heavens Palace are incredibly sharp and to the point! The audience loves watching them!"
"The current number one richest woman on the list is the undisputed iron-blooded empress of the 'Phoenix Feather Realm'!"
"I watch the live stream every day and give gifts to Master Xuanji!"
Shen Zhaozhao stood there expressionless, feeling a deep sense of powerlessness wash over her.
She felt that ever since she stepped into this godforsaken place, no matter what outrageous things she heard, she probably wouldn't be shocked anymore.
Destroy it.
Hurry up.
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