Immortal Fairies Always Have Designs on Me-Chapter 49 - 41 Netherworld 007

"It’s an honor to meet the two of you."

Seeing the famous Black and White Impermanence, Lu Jin’an was indeed curious and excited, but he was respectful enough not to stare rudely at their faces.

"Seven." Black Impermanence’s voice was deep as he spoke.

Lu Jin’an was taken aback but realized what he was referring to after noticing his gaze—it was the ’Netherworld Validation’ in his hand.

"How many are there in total?" Lu Jin’an asked.

"Nine." Black Impermanence’s voice still sounded muffled: "We haven’t seen one in five thousand years; you’re the first."

"Disappeared?"

"Perhaps." Black Impermanence turned to the side: "You’re a Mahayana Realmer here for the Great Dao of Death, right?"

"Mahayana Realm?" Lu Jin’an blinked: "That system..."

"We know, it’s long obsolete." Black Impermanence glanced at him: "You’ve heard dead cultivators speak that from an unknown point in time, there emerged the saying ’the Golden Core is pregnancy, the Nascent Soul is childbirth,’ and your Human Clan modified the cultivation system. Although there are some differences, they’re largely similar."

Lu Jin’an chuckled: "I think the current system sounds nicer."

"Doesn’t matter." Black Impermanence glanced at the Netherworld Validation in his hand: "With so much blood you’ve offered, you can comprehend for a longer time."

A Validation with blood is a complete Netherworld pass because the people of the Netherworld need to use blood as a medium to maintain communication with the Mortal World.

Netherworld energy may seem different from spiritual energy, but within the range of Yunding Continent, they originate from the same source.

Just like humanity’s beginnings, then dividing into different surnames and blood types.

Lu Jin’an added: "I want to meet Emperor Fengdu."

"You can." Black Impermanence decided without hesitation: "But it will cost half the blood."

"No problem." Lu Jin’an agreed without hesitation.

"Please." White Impermanence made an inviting gesture.

Without hesitation, Lu Jin’an stepped forward, fully prepared for the encounter. Whether his goal could be achieved would depend on the upcoming dialogue with the Netherworld Ancient Sovereign, Emperor Fengdu.

Following behind Black and White Impermanence, truly entering the Underworld, Lu Jin’an only felt a sudden darkness, with Yin Ming Qi swirling around, enveloped in a deadly stillness.

Upper Sky and Lower Nine Netherworlds, the Nine Netherworld designates the Netherworld as the place where the laws of yin and death are most complete and substantial.

Getting used to the Underworld’s light, Lu Jin’an, who recovered, found himself standing at the edge of a cliff. Looking ahead, the Netherworld appeared like a colossal city hidden within the Yin Ming Qi, meticulously organized with nine divisions each serving a function.

"Living people should not observe matters of the Underworld." White Impermanence reminded, constructing a Yinming Bridge in the air leading straight to the Fengdu Emperor Palace.

Lu Jin’an wisely withdrew his gaze. The existence of the Underworld represents a complete Dao of Death, let alone himself; despite achieving the Divine Concealing Realm, cultivators are not beyond the Life Wheel Five Elements and cannot ’transcend’ this world.

Thinking of the information about Netherworld he read in the Wandao Sect’s Library Pavilion, Lu Jin’an couldn’t help but stroke the hilt of his sword with his fingers.

The Netherworld is supposedly the place of reincarnation for the dead, but it doesn’t mean the Netherworld’s ghosts and the living in the Mortal World are in equilibrium.

Everything from birth to death is like the creation of the world from nothing to something; life comes first, then death, and death may not result in life.

The vast majority of life’s essence is new, and souls newly cleansed by the Mengpo Soup in the Netherworld are qualified for rebirth.

Those who have committed monstrous sins, though entering the Netherworld, are forever barred from reincarnation; those sacrificed into the Ten Thousand Soul Banner while alive or with their Divine Souls destroyed cannot enter the Netherworld, let alone reincarnate.

Lu Jin’an thought for a moment and curiously asked: "Does the Netherworld really have a Book of Life and Death?"

"Yes." The long-tongued White Impermanence nodded: "Although cultivators are listed here, their life spans remain unknown."

Because the process for cultivators is about facing challenges and defying fate, how long they live depends entirely on their own talent, cultivation, and courage.

Lu Jin’an nodded slightly, and in no time, the long bridge formed by the Yin Ming Qi reached its end.

"The Great Emperor awaits inside." White Impermanence wiped his hand over the Netherworld Validation in Lu Jin’an’s hand, and the blood within instantly reduced by half.

Unmindful, Lu Jin’an offered his thanks with a bow before leaving the Yinming Bridge and entering the Fengdu Emperor Palace.

Inside, Lu Jin’an saw a towering figure sitting high atop, with a stern face and extremely quick-moving eyes, turning pages and stamping words rapidly...

Like an overtime employee, working tirelessly around the clock.

"Lu Jin’an from the Wandao Sect pays respect to Emperor Fengdu." Lu Jin’an respectfully bowed. ƒreeωebnovel.ƈom

"Speak quickly, I’m very busy." Emperor Fengdu said without raising his head.

Lu Jin’an’s eyes twinkled as he softly asked: "Are you tired?"

Emperor Fengdu’s hands paused, and then he raised his head with a face of resentment, as if he wished for nothing: "I haven’t had a break in twenty thousand years!"

"The damn Heavenly Dao created the Three Realms without issue, and merging Heaven and Mortal realms didn’t pose any problems, but since its inception, the Netherworld hasn’t gained any additional officials. All those ghosts to escort, review, identify, judge, punish, and reincarnate... All require attention from me and just a mere few dozen subordinates!"

"Look at the Eighteen Layers of Hell, look at the Naihe Bridge, the queue before the Six Paths of Reincarnation. Souls from before still haven’t been processed, let alone those now!"

"The damn Heavenly Dao decided that the most egregious sinners should still suffer the tortures of hell, delaying time before total annihilation. I’ve added torture tools and expanded the oil cauldrons, yet they still can’t fit."

"And you humans, every battle involves the slaughter of cities, regions fiercely clashing; you’ve had your fill of killing, but did you ever consider our plight? Why not emulate those Demon Cultivators sacrificing souls into the Ten Thousand Soul Banner so they would be better off dead without entering the Netherworld or reincarnating? That would surely reduce the Netherworld’s workload!"

Boom—

As he continued to speak, an explosive sound rang from outside. Lu Jin’an turned to take a look and recognized it as the action of a residual soul from the Divine Concealing Realm.

"Blast it!"

Emperor Fengdu’s eyes widened, and with a raise and swift pinch of his hand, a sharp scream was heard outside followed by silence.

"And there’s always some jerk thinking themselves irreplaceable when alive, causing trouble after death and wasting my time, blast it!"

Lu Jin’an gazed deeply at the overworked, white-collar-like Emperor Fengdu and finally came to understand that without transcendence, even in the Netherworld, not much could be stirred up despite one’s level.

Just like a small chicken in the domain of stronger cultivators, its fate would be that of a sacrifice.

He heard Emperor Fengdu curse yet again.

"The damn Heavenly Dao won’t allow expansion, fine, but the alien race invasion from fifty thousand years ago that died here still needs processing by the Netherworld. Is this not too much exploitation?"

Bang!

Emperor Fengdu fiercely smacked the table: "If not for my kind heart and principles, I’d have long ignored these chores, letting this place fall into chaos at will, indifferent to its impact on the Mortal World!"

Finally venting, Emperor Fengdu glared at Lu Jin’an before burying himself again in paperwork: "Time wasted again, blast it!"

Seeing this ’Netherworld 007 work schedule’, Lu Jin’an suddenly spoke: "Another era of great strife is approaching."

Emperor Fengdu, in a frenzy of writing, suddenly looked up, his gaze almost like he wanted to bite someone: "I... I... I..."

Lu Jin’an saw that Emperor Fengdu wanted to curse, but he probably wouldn’t utter terms like "damn" or "hell."

So, he cleared his throat, and before the vein-bulging Emperor Fengdu could totally lose it, he spoke.

"I have a strategy, would you like to hear it?"

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