"Damn it, what's wrong with your hand?" Huang Sheng was busy dodging the Minions, but he noticed Wu Ying and Wang Yao's arrival and heard them shouting loudly.
Upon hearing Huang Sheng's shout, Wang Yao couldn't help but look down at his hands. Seeing that his hands were perfectly fine, without a single stain, he realized that Huang Sheng wouldn't dare to scold him; he must be talking about Wu Ying.
He immediately turned around and discovered that Wuying's left hand was missing, leaving only a bare forearm. It was as if that hand had been severed a long time ago, but Wang Yao remembered clearly that Wuying had used this left hand to answer the phone not long ago.
"You wanted to learn my Shadowless Step before, what did I tell you? You were almost scared to death back then, and now you're asking me?" Shadowless said with a smile.
"Then why don't you take a break? If you die here, there won't be any ghosts to burn paper money for you." Seeing Wang Yao turn the corpse puppet chasing him into a chimney with a "Glass" spell, Huang Sheng hurriedly walked towards Wuying and shouted angrily.
“Everywhere is a rush, where can I find a moment to rest? This is good. Ever since I surpassed you in cultivation level, you haven’t said a kind word to me. You must be incredibly jealous, right? Now that you see me like this, do you feel a little better?” Wuying asked with a smile.
"Where did that stinky fart come from? It stinks so badly it could kill a ghost! I can't stand guys like you who show off like this. You're willing to risk your lives for advancement. Now that the boss and the King of Hell are gone, who are you trying to impress?"
"You're so concerned about saving face that you'll suffer for it! Why don't you tell the immortal that your Shadowless Step is a deadly technique? Is your mouth stuffed with shit?" Huang Sheng roared.
"What's going on?" Wang Yao stopped and looked at Wuying.
"You go about your business, I'm fine." Wuying smiled and shook her head at Wang Yao.
"You're still pretending here, you're disgusting! Ugh..." Huang Sheng made a vomiting gesture, gagged twice at Wu Ying, then turned to Wang Yao. "Lord Yue Lao, this son of a bitch is desperate for advancement, if he won't say it, I will..."
"You surnamed Huang, it's none of your business how I work!" Wu Ying's expression changed, and he shouted sternly.
"Are you fucking poisoned by corpse energy? Are you out of your mind? You're really going to die!" Huang Sheng's expression changed as he anxiously looked at Wu Ying.
"Hey Huang, have you seen this Matchmaker? He's an immortal, from the Heavenly Court's office in the mortal realm. He has absolutely no connection to our Underworld. He wants to come to the Underworld to do some business, but none of us have a single official to pay him any attention. So what is he doing?"
"The lives of our entire floor and billions of ghosts are in the hands of this immortal, and he's been busy until now without uttering a single complaint. What's this little thing of mine? Without the Old Man of the Moon, I would have been a pile of corpse energy long ago. What's there to say?" Wuying glared at Huang Sheng and shouted.
"Is this problem with your left hand caused by your speed spell?" Wang Yao wasn't stupid; he had just been too busy to notice. Now, hearing the two arguing, he could easily guess the reason.
"It's alright. Once the situation stabilizes, it will regenerate after replenishing its yin energy. Please go ahead with your work, my little matter is not worth your trouble," Wuying said to Wang Yao with a smile.
"You..." Huang Sheng glared at Wuying, about to say something more, but Wuying glared back at him. The two ghosts stared at each other like two fighting cocks.
Wang Yao frowned. If the Shadowless Technique was life-threatening, he should give it time to recover and not use the ghost to its death. Besides, King Pingdeng and Gu Qi had both escaped, and he had no way to contact the Immortal Realm. It was uncertain when reinforcements would appear.
The current situation is a protracted war. Wuying is his important assistant. Losing him would be like losing a pair of legs. He can't afford to lose him easily. Just as he was about to say something, Huishuo hurriedly ate something and staggered over.
"Father...Father and Mother, you go ahead with your work, I...I'll chant some more scriptures." Hui Shuo knew the situation was urgent, and he looked like he was already forcing himself to stay awake. He didn't have Wang Yao's immortal body, and he hadn't had a proper night's sleep for a long time. He was also at his limit.
"Hui Shuo, go get some sleep, I'll keep an eye on things for you..." Wang Yao advised him when he saw his appearance.
"No...no need...the experts have all gone elsewhere, I...I'll have to rely on myself here..." Hui Shuo shook his head and shakily took out the wooden fish.
"Huang Sheng, quickly take the holy monk to the back to rest!" Wang Yao shouted hurriedly when he saw that Huang Sheng was swaying and could not speak properly.
"Yes!" Huang Sheng quickly ran over and helped Hui Shuo up. Hui Shuo was already extremely tired. When Huang Sheng helped him up, all his energy was instantly depleted. Before he even fell down, he started snoring softly and fell asleep standing there.
"Oh dear, Holy Monk, you've worked so hard!" Huang Sheng almost burst into tears when he saw Hui Shuo's appearance, and Hui Shuo's admirers swarmed around him.
"What's wrong? What's wrong? Is the holy monk injured?"
"The Holy Monk possesses extraordinary magical power. How could a few high-level corpse puppets be a match for him? How could he be injured? The Holy Monk must be exhausted."
"Yes, yes, we ghosts don't need to sleep, but we forgot that the holy monk, who achieved sainthood in his physical body, did need to sleep. Look at how adorable the holy monk looks when he's asleep..."
"Stop arguing, everyone. Let the Holy Monk get some sleep. He's worked so hard to save us."
"Yes, yes, even if it means death, we must not let the corpse puppet disturb the holy monk's sleep."
"Yes, yes, yes, to die for a holy monk is the most worthy death."
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