However, at this moment, Mingchen resolutely stopped the process of improving his cultivation.
He knew that if things continued, it might lead to unpredictable consequences, since he had no intention of leaving Earth.
As Mingchen's words were interrupted, a mouthful of blood spurted from his mouth, but a bright smile spread across his face.
Because he realized that perhaps he had found another possibility for sound editing.
Music from Earth is the best medicine to heal all emotions, so music can both kill and save. Thinking of this, Mingchen was filled with joy.
Li Xue looked at the sky, which had just been overcast and windy, and was now suddenly clear with a bright moon and few stars, and was filled with surprise.
Turning back, she saw Mingchen laughing like an idiot even after spitting blood, and a strange feeling of tightness in her chest welled up inside her.
"Xiaoxue, don't worry..."
Before Mingchen could finish speaking, Li Xue interrupted him, her eyes blazing with anger, and shouted, "Who's worried about you? What if you make a mess of the floor? If the teachers and classmates see this, what rumors will they spread!"
Ming Chen was stunned by the shout. Are all the people on Earth so fickle? Just yesterday, she was showing him concern and care in every little detail!
On the other side, on the road to the underworld.
Jiang Wanwan and her two companions embarked on the rugged and bumpy road to the underworld. The dead here are not called ghosts; it is said that only those who enter Fengdu City, the ghost realm, can become true ghosts.
Along the way, Jiang Wanwan saw the underworld officials wielding death chains, driving the spirits forward.
Some of the departed spirits cried and refused to move forward, some flattered the underworld officials with sweet words, and some walked forward in a daze.
Of course, some underworld officials noticed Jiang Wanwan and her companions, but they pretended not to see them. After all, the group announcement had just stated that a powerful figure had descended upon the underworld, and they were not allowed to stop or interfere.
Soon, the group followed the undead army to the Viewing Platform.
As the name suggests, the Wangxiangtai (Viewing Platform) is a place for the deceased to take one last look at their loved ones in the mortal world as a final farewell.
Therefore, there were bursts of wailing at the scene. The faces of the dead were filled with sadness, pain or confusion, immersed in their longing for the world of the living, unable to let go.
However, time waits for no one, and soon the underworld officials, carrying large iron chains, led the spirits forward.
Jiang Wanwan and the others continued walking. They didn't curiously stand on the Wangxiang Terrace to take a look, since they were all quite obedient and didn't want to cause trouble.
Not long after, the sound of barking dogs came from ahead, indicating that they had arrived at Evil Dog Ridge.
Sure enough, a pack of vicious dogs appeared ahead, their eyes gleaming with ferocity, their mouths full of steel teeth, and their fur standing on end like steel needles.
These vicious dogs, when standing upright, are almost as tall as an adult, large and imposing.
The underworld officials ignored the pack of drooling, vicious dogs and led a group of people past without looking to either side. Some of the spirits were so frightened that they stood still, and the chains in their hands loosened.
Then, the vicious dogs swarmed forward, tearing at the stagnant undead, and in a short while, they were devoured.
Jiang Wanwan... she's so fierce! I didn't know that becoming a real ghost required going through so many hardships!
Seeing Jiang Wanwan and Yan Ziyan's confusion, Lin Weiguo explained, "Those who were devoured by vicious dogs are mostly the souls of wicked and evil people. They are unable to enter the cycle of reincarnation."
Upon hearing this, Jiang Wanwan and Yan Ziyan breathed a sigh of relief, but recalling the scene of those undead being devoured by the vicious dogs, they still couldn't help but shudder.
The desperate screams and pitiful appearance were truly unbearable.
As Jiang Wanwan and her two companions passed through the pack of vicious dogs, the leader sniffed their scent, rolled its eyes in disgust, and then turned and led its henchmen away into the distance.
Watching the vicious dogs disappear into the distance, Jiang Wanwan smiled helplessly and put away the Han Guang sword she was holding tightly.
She had expected a fierce battle, but the outcome was unexpected.
Soon, the three of them arrived at the foot of Jinji Ridge. The peaks of Jinji Ridge were straight and steep, and there was no way to use spiritual power or take shortcuts; they could only climb up little by little.
It is said that this is a test for the dead.
Jiang Wanwan didn't know what the test was, but after crossing Jinji Ridge, several more spirits disappeared.
Then, after walking only a few steps...
Ahead, a huge square was teeming with people, colorful flags fluttering in the breeze, and people were performing folk dances, lion dances, and dragon dances—it was a lively scene.
This led Jiang Wanwan to suspect that they had returned to the mortal realm.
Lin Weiguo sighed and said, "This is the Wild Ghost Village. What we just saw was just the illusion of those incomplete spirits. They linger here because they have some wish!"
As he finished speaking, Jiang Wanwan clearly saw those incomplete and mutilated spirits wandering aimlessly in the same spot.
Therefore, spirits with physical disabilities cannot enter the cycle of reincarnation.
However, ahead lay their destination: the Bewitching Palace. It was said that the Soul-Guiding Lotus resided in the deep well there.
The group of people took flight and quickly followed a group of undead to the Bewitching Hall.
In the distance, there was a pavilion with a deep well inside, from which billowing white smoke rose—the very well contained the bewitching water.
The spirits were lined up in two rows. Each spirit was asked to drink a bowl of mind-altering water and then led to a screen to answer various questions.
Jiang Wanwan, is the technology in the underworld this advanced now?
Lin Weiguo stared at the light screen and said in a deep voice, "After drinking the bewitching water, those dead souls will no longer be able to tell lies. That light screen is conducting a background check on the dead souls, which is related to their future fate after they become ghosts."
After Jiang Wanwan and Yan Ziyan sighed again, and after the underworld officials led the group away, their gazes turned to the deep well inside the pavilion.
Several people hurried to the deep well, their eyes fixed on the wellhead. The well water churned violently, constantly emitting wisps of white steam, as if concealing endless secrets.
Jiang Wanwan concentrated her mind and began to use her divine sense to probe the situation at the bottom of the well.
Her consciousness gradually deepened to the bottom of the well, where she sensed a strange aura. As her divine sense extended, she discovered the existence of the Soul-Guiding Lotus.
These soul-guiding lotuses clung tightly to the well wall, their petals as thin as cicada wings, swaying gently and emitting a faint glow, like stars twinkling in the night sky.
Just as the group was discussing how to harvest the Soul-Guiding Lotus, the surrounding air suddenly turned unusually cold, and a sinister aura swept over them.
Immediately afterwards, a figure dressed in black robes and holding a soul-catching chain slowly appeared, as if walking out of the underworld.
Upon closer inspection, everyone realized it was Black Impermanence, with a green face, fangs, and a ferocious expression.
When Lin Weiguo saw the Black Impermanence appear, he muttered to himself, "Could it be that King Yama can't even spare a single flower?"
But he quickly put on a smiling expression and cupped his hands to Black Impermanence, saying, "Lord Black, what brings you here?"
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