Urban Undying Lord
Chapter 835: 854: Reunion with an Old Friend

Chapter 835: Chapter 854: Reunion with an Old Friend

A single bowl covers heaven and earth, a shroud beneath which all things crumble.

Meng Po merely offered the broken great bowl in her hand, on that day the Underworld trembled, the Six Paths of Reincarnation halted, and spatial rifts appeared. The lawless Wuxiang Celestial Ghost was captured by Meng Po, instantly refined into wisps of bluish smoke, dissipating within the Underworld.

Terrifying, utterly terrifying, this event cemented Meng Po’s status in the Underworld, compelling anyone who saw her to bow thrice with utmost respect.

Yet today, this mysterious and fearsome Meng Po, actually uttered praises for the first among those below Saints, gifting such recognition to Ye Xuan, leaving the dignitaries of the Underworld in disbelief.

Eyes from all directions converged here; Ye Xuan could clearly feel numerous gazes upon him, causing him to frown slightly and emit a cold hum that made those Underworld figures retract their stares.

“Since Meng Po has requested, I must give her this face.”

Ye Xuan’s demeanor calmed, the Buddha Light around him vanished, while the limping Netherworld Granny staggered to her feet, her gaze towards Ye Xuan filled with deep fear.

“Thank you, senior, for sparing my life.”

The previous arrogance of Netherworld Granny had vanished, bowing thrice to Ye Xuan before transforming into a streak of light and disappearing, evidently terrified of Ye Xuan, fearing she’d have to avoid him at all costs in the future.

Regarding the departure of Netherworld Granny, Ye Xuan felt indifferent; he merely gazed deeply into the depths of the Underworld, where Meng Po stood on Naihe Bridge, a strange look in his eyes.

“Buddha… Buddha, please, Emperor Fengdu is awaiting your presence at Fengdu Palace!”

A trembling voice echoed behind Ye Xuan, White Impermanence extremely humble, his face bearing an ingratiating smile, yet he didn’t dare meet Ye Xuan’s eyes, clearly still haunted by the terror Ye Xuan instilled, ensuring he made no mistake in manners.

“Emperor Fengdu?”

“Ha!”

Ye Xuan chuckled softly; he was an old acquaintance, one whom Ye Xuan along with Fat Huang had once heavily mocked, swapping the Hongmeng Purple Qi, as Fengdu harbored deep hatred for him. Ye Xuan hadn’t expected to meet him upon his initial entry into the Underworld.

“Lead the way,” Ye Xuan smiled softly, surprising White Impermanence greatly, who hastily led the way for Ye Xuan.

Yin Soldiers passing through, living beings retreat; along the road to Ghost Gate, there are sixteen thoroughfares leading straight to Ghost Gate, and on each road, Yin Soldiers and Ghost Generals escorting souls towards Ghost Gate.

Majestic and boundless, extending beyond sight, along the sixteen roads to Ghost Gate black and white Impermanence, and Oxhead and Horseface occasionally waving soul-killing sticks and ghost forks as they roar, more Yin Soldiers wielding long whips to whip reluctant souls forward.

“Wronged, sir, I’m wronged; please release me, if I die how will my family survive?”

“Sir, I died unjustly, I beg you to let me return to the Mortal World!”

“No, I don’t want to reincarnate, I don’t want to.”

Ghosts wailed, winds howled, along the road to Ghost Gate crying and pleading could be heard, causing gusts of eerie winds to arise in this realm.

Ye Xuan walked leisurely forward, while White Impermanence guided him; he viewed these scenes yet remained unchanged, knowing this was the fate of the dead.

The journey was noisy; White Impermanence constantly observed Ye Xuan’s expressions, relieved to find Ye Xuan unperturbed by the ghostly clamor, secretly sighing in relief, fearing these ghosts might anger the Buddha and implicate him!

“Buddha, please disregard; these ghosts are like this everywhere, always declaring injustice. Should you find them bothersome, I’ll crush them swiftly, assured Emperor Fengdu would approve!” White Impermanence spoke respectfully, his words full of flattery.

“No problem.”

Though bloodthirsty, Ye Xuan wasn’t petty towards dead souls, understanding well that all living beings will die. Death isn’t the end; their souls must face Underworld judgment before reincarnation, resuming their existence. It’s Heaven and Earth’s perpetual cycle, unchanged throughout ages!

“No, I refuse to enter the Underworld, release me.”

All of a sudden!

A faint mosquito-like voice arose, surprising Ye Xuan, halting his steps, his eyes reflecting shock!

So familiar, too familiar, this voice filled with sadness though brought the image of a girl’s face to Ye Xuan’s mind!

“How is this possible?”

Ye Xuan coldly murmured, his eyes flashing, stepping forward to appear before the girl, his gaze focused intensely upon her!

Black chains coiled around the girl’s body, her features delicate, surrounded by faint white light, her form seeming ethereal, as if ready to vanish at any moment.

“Ye Yaoyue?”

Recognizing the girl’s face, Ye Xuan uttered in shock, his eyes freezing. He hadn’t expected to see his sworn sister here.

Ye Yaoyue, once the girl Zhuo Ma from Little Stone Village, who he brought to the Heavenly Court after her grandfather died, claiming her as his sworn sister.

But Ye Xuan hadn’t expected Ye Yaoyue absent from the Heavenly Court, only her soul here, apprehended by Oxhead and Horseface en route to Ghost Gate?

“Who…who are you? How…how do you know my name?”

Seeing a monk appear before her, calling her name, the girl looked nervously at Ye Xuan, momentarily stunned.

“My identity is unimportant, but knowing you matters. You are Ye Xuan’s sworn sister; why are you dead, your soul in the Underworld?” Ye Xuan calmed his swirling emotions, his voice becoming steady.

“Identify yourself, make way!”

Suddenly, before Ye Yaoyue could answer, the nearby Oxhead and Horseface shouted in anger, yet hesitated to act; Ye Xuan’s attire suggesting Buddhist ties, faint Buddha Light emitting, cautioning them against rash action without clarifying his rank.

“Impertinent, bow before Qingming Buddha, our most esteemed guest in the Underworld.”

White Impermanence dashed in, his face darkening. Should Oxhead and Horseface offend Ye Xuan, he vowed to personally beat them dead.

“Greetings, Sir Impermanence.”

The arrival of White Impermanence stunned Oxhead and Horseface, hastily saluting, then bowing to Ye Xuan, eyes reflecting panic.

Numerous Impermanence beings exist in the Underworld, yet there’s hierarchy; this White Impermanence was close to Emperor Fengdu, possessing great authority, could slay them easily, so they dared not offend?

“Do not fear, tell me why your soul is here?” Ye Xuan’s eyes calmly viewed his sworn sister, speaking gently.

“My elder brother is Ye Xuan…I sneaked out of the Heavenly Court…caught by the Chan Sect’s Daluo Golden Immortal…He…He forced me to reveal the Heavenly Court’s location…I…I firmly refused…thus…” Ye Yaoyue trembled in speech.

Though she hadn’t finished, Ye Xuan’s face hardened, already discerning the narrative; his lively sister stealthily leaving the Heavenly Court, caught by Chan Sect Golden Immortal, coerced to divulge the Thirty-Three Layered Heaven’s site, refusing, leading to her execution.

“Buddha knows, this person demon Ye Xuan’s sister, Chan Sect sent word for her to be cast into the Eighteen Layers of Hell, subjected to torment to unveil Heaven’s whereabouts…” Oxhead trembled, explaining the situation.

“Release her.”

Ye Xuan spoke calmly, leaving Oxhead and Horseface shocked, thinking they’d misheard.

“Buddha, that…that’s improper…This girl is Ye Xuan’s sister…and the Saint’s Decree involves anyone connected to Ye Xuan…”

Horseface stammered out, cutting off when met with Ye Xuan’s cold gaze, rendering him silent, collapsing to the ground.

“Useless, Buddha instructs freedom, heard me?”

White Impermanence’s eyes shifted, scolding sharply, kicking Oxhead and Horseface to the ground, swiftly casting a spell to release Ye Yaoyue from the chains, then fawningly glanced at Ye Xuan.