Several immortals, smelling the pungent odor of pickled vegetables and other indescribable, suspicious smells emanating from the stairwell, stealthily crept upstairs, climbed the stairs to the fourth floor, and then turned left.
It was pitch black all around, except for the added sweet smell of garbage and the piercing sound of police sirens in the distance; there was no other sound.
"We've arrived," Cao Xian said softly. The immortals arrived at a public bathroom, pushed open the creaking heavy wooden door, and found several shower heads inside. Wang Yao could hear the dripping sound of water falling to the ground, and a rusty smell filled his nostrils.
Cao Xian walked to the wall at the top and suddenly a stick appeared in his hand. He used the stick to push the wall, which was covered with some kind of filthy substance, and the wall opened silently. Cao Xian threw down the stick with a clang, called to everyone, and went in first.
A strong smell of cigars once again assaulted Wang Yao's nostrils. Facing him was a small room, dimly lit, with ghostly shadows.
"Old Cao, we've been waiting for you." A voice rang out. Wang Yao looked around and saw several ghosts with question marks hanging around their heads in the small room. King Wuguan and King Qin Guang were actually there, each of them holding a cigar and sucking it vigorously.
A ghost with a fair complexion, wearing a long robe and resembling a scholar, greeted Cao Xian, and the other ghosts also turned their gazes to them.
"Wow, is this a meeting of the Ten Kings of Hell? Why is King Pingdeng missing?" Cao Xian said with a smile.
"The old man has been poisoned by corpse energy and is under too much mental pressure. He's been writing his will, and he's already written more than a dozen drafts and still hasn't finished it. We're not having a meeting; we've just been waiting for you," said King Qin Guang.
"The King of Equality was poisoned by corpse energy? When did this happen?" Cao Xian asked in astonishment.
"The essence has entered the seventeenth floor," said the scholar-like ghost, Cao Xiandao.
"Semen? Since when did even Yama, the King of Hell, become afraid of semen?" Cao Xian blinked.
“We are not afraid of spirits, but we can’t do anything about them either. King Pingdeng was entangled by spirits and was attacked by high-level corpse puppets, which caused him to be infected with corpse energy. Even Dean Li couldn’t cure him. We’ll have to ask you, Old Cao, to take a look later.” The ghost said.
"Of course, of course. Where is King Pingdeng? Saving a ghost is as urgent as putting out a fire. I'll go see him right now." Cao Xian said, about to leave the room.
"Wait a minute, King Pingdeng has a strong Yin energy, so it's alright to wait a bit. I wonder if you encountered any spirits upstairs? Can the Old Man of the Moon deal with spirits?" Another ghost dressed in Western clothes with a fat head and big ears asked.
"Fairy Maiden, why are there only a few of you here? Where are the other immortals in the office?" King Qin Guang asked the fairy maiden.
"Hey, stop talking. My men have all fled back to Taiqing Immortal City. I've already told them to hurry over. It's just that Xiao Wang's job is difficult. He keeps making unreasonable demands that are impossible for ghosts to meet. I'm furious just listening to him. Wu Guan, just close his interface and tell him to leave the immortal realm."
Cao Xian, however, shouted at the Five Statue King.
"Hmm..." After hearing what Cao Xian said, the Five Senses King agreed and took out his phone.
"Wait!" the fat ghost in the Western-style dress suddenly shouted, raising a hand. "The Old Man of the Moon is making a request? Could it be that the Old Man of the Moon can deal with spirits?"
"Oh dear, even if he can handle it, it's still wrong to ask for such an exorbitant price. King Yama, just have King Wuguan close the interface of the Old Man of the Moon. I refuse to believe that without Butcher Zhang, we'll have to eat that hairy pork!" Cao Xian hurriedly exclaimed.
"Excuse me, which one of you is the Matchmaker?" The fat ghost Yama King in Western clothes ignored Cao Xian's words and asked Wang Yao and the other immortals directly.
“That’s me.” Wang Yao took a step forward and nodded to Yama, the King of Hell.
"You can deal with spirit bodies?" Yama's face, full of fat, trembled as he stared at Wang Yao with his copper bell-like eyes.
“I’ve already killed one of the spirits upstairs, and the fairy is watching from the side,” Wang Yao said.
King Yama looked at the fairy maiden again, and the fairy maiden nodded.
“That’s good. I’ve already heard about your situation from King Wuguan, King Qinguang, and King Pingdeng. It’s good that you can deal with the spirit body.”
"Besides asking me to ban the sale of human-machine interface in the underworld, open your underworld interface, and modify the fate of the little ghost Fang Chengxian, what other demands do you have for my underworld? Feel free to say them all. Besides King Pingdeng, all nine Yama Kings are here. Tell us so we can discuss it on the spot."
The King of Hell said to Wang Yao.
"I still have some fates that need to be modified, involving mortals and immortals in the human realm." Wang Yao didn't expect Yama to be so straightforward, so he didn't hold back and spoke up. After all, asking for an exorbitant price was a strategy he and Cao Xian had planned, so there was no need to hide anything.
"Nonsense!" King Yama, with a cigar between his fingers, stared in astonishment. Before he could even speak, King Five Senses shouted angrily.
"Lord Yue Lao, the Underworld lost the password for modifying the fates of mortals in the human realm a long time ago, so it's impossible to modify them. As for the fates of immortals in the celestial realm, the Underworld has no right to modify them either. This is absolutely true. If you don't believe me, you can ask Immortal Cao."
"You want me to alter those fates in the underworld? That's like forcing a male ghost to give birth to a baby ghost. It's asking the impossible," King Qin Guang said, spreading his hands.
"That's exactly what I'm saying. I've been trying to persuade him for a long time, but this kid insists that we're deceiving him. Don't waste your breath on him, just close his interface and get lost," Cao Xian hurriedly shouted.
“Yes, yes, yes, I’m leaving anyway even if you don’t shut it down, so it’s easier to just close it down. King Qin Guang, didn’t you want to find your friend, Master Bu Ke Bu Jie? Hurry up and find him to face the calamity. I won’t take action unless you agree to my demands,” Wang Yao said with a smile.
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