Baby Serendipity: The Whole World Fell In Love With Me
Chapter 462 - 461: Divine Beast Du Ting

Chapter 462: Chapter 461: Divine Beast Du Ting

To differentiate the regions of the Underworld, each area had its own local area network classification, similar to forums.

Fengdu City, King Yama Hall, and the Eighteen Cities of Hell all had widespread access.

"Originally, I was supposed to give this computer to the Buddha of Hell, but he said that with Du Ting by his side, he doesn’t need the internet to know about the things happening all around the world."

When Mianmian heard the name Du Ting, her eyes lit up.

It was said that Du Ting looked like an elephant, its large ears listening to everything, knowing everything.

Could it be that the Divine Beast Du Ting knew where the Fire Spirit that Chu Ye needed was? After all, Yang Xian didn’t want to be Yang Jian right now and, just like Situ Zha, he didn’t have his former memories.

"Uncle Cui, I want to see Du Ting," Mianmian said, staring at Cui Yu with her bright, shining eyes.

She sat in the chair, quite a bit shorter than Cui Yu.

Such a tiny Milk Bun, looking up with a clear, hopeful gaze, who could resist liking her? Plus, considering how much Little Bun had helped the Underworld, how could he let her down?

Cui Yu, his heart soft as a mess, instantly smiled at her plea, "Alright, Uncle Cui will definitely grant your wish."

Then he let Mianmian play on the computer for a while as he said he would be right back.

Mianmian, still accompanied by the souls of passion and tenderness, brought the trembling female ghost to the Underworld; only now did a look of fear appear on her face.

Naturally, while alive, death was terrifying.

Now that she was dead and had become a ghost, able to fly through walls unseen and even do things on the internet she couldn’t do before, she was thrilled. It was for this reason that the passionate and tender spirit was not afraid when Mianmian mentioned punishment.

But upon seeing Cui Yu and experiencing the aura emanating from him, the fibers of cold in her soul suddenly made her realize the gravity of her situation!

When she was in the world of the living, she didn’t feel pain, but now in the Underworld, she did.

In light of that, there probably were places like the Eighteen Layers of Hell. After all, Mianmian had just mentioned the Buddha of Hell and the Divine Beast Du Ting.

"My punishment won’t be too severe, right?" the passionate and tender spirit asked hesitantly.

Mianmian turned and said with a smile, "Not too severe. Just a walk in the Tongue-pulling Hell or the Knife Mountain Hell for about ten days to half a month."

Tongue-pulling Hell? Knife Mountain Hell?

The passionate and tender spirit cried in fear, "How painful would that be?"

She hadn’t had a very good life in the mortal realm either; her mother was too controlling, restricting her friendships even after she was grown, which was why she had been so emotionally invested in a relationship initiated through a game.

And now, after death, she still faced suffering.

"Thinking about pain now is too late," Mianmian said casually as she clicked on the local network of the Eighteen Layers of Hell and saw a Yin Envoy posting a thread.

[Bros, today we’re punishing a Fierce Ghost born 400 years ago! Owing gambling debts he couldn’t repay, and with his family unwilling to cover them, he killed his entire family! Today, it just so happens to be his turn in the Tongue-pulling Hell, we’re getting ready to pull out the tongue!]

In Hell, tongue pulling was done with iron pliers. In the picture, a Ghost Envoy hooked open the ghost’s mouth with two hooks, while another ghost envoy used pliers to grip the ghost’s tongue and pulled it forcefully.

The bloody scene, set against a dark green backdrop, was spine-chilling and terrifying, with the fierce faces of the two ghost envoys sending shivers down the spine of the passionate and tender spirit.

"You are an adult ghost now; you have to be responsible for your own mistakes."

After saying just that, Mianmian continued to curiously browse the Underworld Network.

It was clear that the network in the Underworld was fairly new; the Eighteen Layers of Hell forum took just a few dozen pages to browse through. The Fengdu City forum seemed much busier, likely because it had a lot of modern-day ghosts, and many posts there were quite similar to modern internet forums.

Mianmian found it very interesting, and right as she clicked on a video posted by a singing star, Cui Yu returned.

"All set, let’s go," he said.

Cui Yu then reached out and scooped Mianmian into his arms.

Seeing the evil spirit led by Mianmian, and thinking of the crimes it committed, I did not say anything.

Buddha of Hell usually resides within the eighteen levels of Hell, it was just right to let this ghost have an early look at what Hell is like.

Cui Yu slowly and leisurely held Mianmian as they descended layer by layer. Overcome by shivers, he couldn’t utter a single affectionate or tender word.

Upon reaching the final layer, the affectionate and tender evil spirit was handed over to the Ghost Envoy.

The issue was no longer related to Mianmian, as she had already handed over the captured ghost to the Underworld.

Without the affectionate and tender spirit, Cui Yu then led Mianmian to the presence of the Buddha of Hell.

The Buddha of Hell should have long ascended to Western Paradise as a Buddha. But because he saw too many fierce ghosts in Hell, he declared, "I shall not attain Buddhahood until Hell is empty," and thus he remained in the Underworld.

At that moment, he was seated in his cave, hands joined in prayer, reciting scripture.

Once Mianmian arrived, the Buddha of Hell greeted her with joined hands, "Amitabha."

Mianmian also joined her hands in greeting, "Hello, Buddha of Hell, nice to meet you for the first time, I’m Mianmian."

With kind-hearted and compassionate eyes, the Buddha of Hell gave Mianmian a smile, "Hmm, I am aware of your name. Ask whatever you wish to Du Ting."

Mianmian turned to look at the Divine Beast, Du Ting.

Indeed, Du Ting resembled a giant elephant, lying sprawled on the ground, its pure and clear beast eyes locking onto Mianmian.

Immediately, Mianmian heard a voice: [The answer to your question can be found by the sea.]

By the sea?

Had Du Ting already known she needed to go to the sea? Worthy of a Divine Beast that knows all affairs of the world, that’s truly remarkable.

But Fire Spirit is of fire nature, and the sea is all water. What would Fire Spirit want at the sea?

Just as Mianmian had this doubt, Du Ting’s voice sounded again: [Fire Spirit is not Vermilion Bird itself, so it is not confined by differing attributes.]

Having received answers to her questions, Mianmian was extremely happy, "After I go back up, I’ll bring you and Bodhisattva some fruits to eat."

Hearing this, Du Ting looked towards the Buddha of Hell.

Since the Bodhisattva was in ascetic practice, he did not partake in food.

Being the Bodhisattva’s Spiritual Beast, it had also never consumed any food.

However, what Mianmian offered was different. As a Spiritual Beast, it had the desire to eat.

The Buddha of Hell opened his eyes and smiled gently, "All right."

Only then did Du Ting wag its tail excitedly.

Finding it amusing, Mianmian asked if she could touch it.

Du Ting readily agreed, allowing Mianmian’s small hands to explore its body.

Knowing her limits, Mianmian played with Du Ting for a while before bidding Du Ting farewell.

She needed to return to the mortal world, to ask her friend Chu Ye if he had received an invitation to the Variety Show. If Chu Ye was going too, she could give the Fire Spirit to him once she found it.

If Chu Ye was not going, then she would bring the Fire Spirit back.

When she made the call, it was Chu Ye’s mother who answered.

Hearing Little Auntie ask if her son would go to a beachfront Variety Show, Chu Ye’s mother replied with a smile, "He won’t be going. The seaside is too dangerous for him. He said he doesn’t want to keep troubling you and wishes to be friends with you fair and square."