Urban Undying Lord
Chapter 845: 864: Heavenly Court Crisis

Chapter 845: Chapter 864: Heavenly Court Crisis

As the fourth day arrived, Ye Xuan and Minghe Ancestor emerged from the Netherworld Blood Sea, surrounded by an endless onslaught of Blood Shadows.

“Stand down,” Minghe Ancestor commanded sternly, causing the Blood Shadows to disperse immediately.

“Master!”

Shiva shot forward, bowing deeply to Minghe Ancestor, a look of deep confusion apparent in his eyes upon seeing Ye Xuan.

“Qingming Daoist and I have reconciled our differences. There is no need for you to meet in battle,” Minghe Ancestor said.

“Amitabha!”

Suddenly, a compassionate Buddhist chant resonated, as Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva approached Ye Xuan and Minghe Ancestor, riding on Diting. A halo of Buddha Light rose behind him as he smiled warmly at the pair.

“Qingming Master Uncle is indeed proficient in his divine skills, even taming Minghe. This humble monk is truly impressed,” Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva smiled, though his expression was peculiar.

“Do you have a death wish, Ksitigarbha?” Minghe Ancestor’s voice turned sinister.

Alas, Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva did not spare a glance at Minghe, for though his cultivation was not as profound as Minghe’s, Minghe could not touch him. It was Ye Xuan before him that truly weighed heavily on his mind.

He had never heard of a Qingming Buddha from the Western Sect, yet the Western Two Saints valued this person greatly. Now, witnessing Qingming Buddha seemingly subdue Minghe Ancestor was nothing short of incredulous.

Moreover, the Other Shore Flower was about to bloom, and Ye Xuan’s arrival at this crucial moment added significant unpredictability.

“Ksitigarbha, diligently guard the Eighteen Layers of Hell and mind your own duties. The rest is none of your concern, or you might find your life at risk.”

A threat! A blatant threat. As Ye Xuan spoke these threatening words, Ksitigarbha’s face subtly changed, but then he smiled and slowly retreated with Diting.

Watching Ksitigarbha retreat with a smile, Minghe Ancestor covertly transmitted a message to Ye Xuan: “You should kill him; he is already suspicious of your identity.”

“If I kill him now, that would truly reveal my identity.”

Ye Xuan’s eyes narrowed slightly, stepping forward to vanish from the Netherworld Blood Sea while Minghe Ancestor quickly followed in pursuit.

…

Fengdu City!

Emperor Fengdu was restless, pacing repeatedly within the palace. Three days remained until the Ten Thousand Ghost Feast commenced, yet Ye Xuan had not returned, leaving him extremely perturbed.

Buzz!

The void flickered, ripples spread, and suddenly two figures appeared before Emperor Fengdu, causing his expression to change drastically as gloomy lights surged around him, alertly watching the newcomers.

“Qingming Daoist?”

Upon recognizing the figures, Emperor Fengdu expressed joyful surprise, eager to step forward, but saw Minghe Ancestor smiling mockingly at him, halting his steps and altering his expression even more drastically.

“Ming… Minghe Ancestor… what… what are you doing here?”

“Why shouldn’t I be here?” Minghe Ancestor laughed mockingly.

“All right, Minghe is already one of ours. With us assisting at the Ten Thousand Ghost Feast, you can rest assured. Even the Northern Ghost Emperor Zhang Heng must comply with you,” Ye Xuan spoke calmly.

“Much… much thanks to Daoist for facilitating,” Emperor Fengdu forced a laugh, though his eyes showed immense complexity.

“You must remember, we can help you regain control of the underworld, but in return, you must do some things for us,” Ye Xuan stated sternly.

“This emperor will keep your words in mind,” Emperor Fengdu bowed deeply, lowering his stance significantly.

…

Bishui Pavilion!

Amidst small bridges and flowing waters, Netherflowers bloomed, and dark green foliage covered the ground. Ye Yaoyue fiddled idly with the flowers and plants in her hand, her expression slightly melancholic as if lost in thought.

“Could he really be my brother?” Ye Yaoyue murmured to herself, her eyes filled with extreme bewilderment.

Tap—Tap—Tap.

The sound of footsteps stealthily approached, startling Ye Yaoyue awake, causing her expression to change slightly as she turned to look toward the source of the sound.

“Who is it?”

“A solid soul body, spiritual power abundant. It seems Fengdu is treating you well, which puts my mind at ease,” Ye Xuan walked over slowly, a smile on his face as he spoke.

Ye Xuan’s appearance left Ye Yaoyue with a complex expression. Her mouth opened as if trying to say something, but the words died on her tongue. Instead, her eyes fixed intently on Ye Xuan, as if awaiting an answer.

Buzz!

Sealing Heaven and Trapping Earth, the void was constricted. As Ye Xuan sealed this realm to ensure no one could see, his form turned ethereal, reverting to his original appearance after three breaths.

“Big… Big Brother… it truly is you,” Ye Yaoyue covered her mouth, seemingly unable to believe her eyes as a tear slowly trickled down.

“You foolish girl, knowing the calamitous plight of the Heavenly Court, you still dare sneak out. If you hadn’t met me, it would truly have meant utter ruin,” Ye Xuan chided sternly.

“Big… Big Brother… little sister knows her wrongs.”

Ye Yaoyue, with tears in her eyes, meekly apologized to Ye Xuan, though the joy in her eyes was undeniable, clasping tightly to Ye Xuan’s waist in joy.

“Alas!”

Ye Xuan sighed helplessly, pushing Ye Yaoyue away, “Tell me, how fares the Heavenly Court now?”

Upon hearing Ye Xuan’s inquiry, Ye Yaoyue swiftly wiped her tears, then slowly began to recount the situation of the Heavenly Court.

In past years, a battle between the two Heavenly Courts left both sides greatly harmed. The Western Two Saints took Ye Xuan away, leaving the Thirty-Three Layered Heaven without its pillar, further obscured under the leadership of Nine Heaven Mysterious Maiden and three Quasi-Saints.

Given Nuwa and Primordial sought to kill Ye Xuan, the Thirty-Three Layered Heaven naturally bore the initial brunt. Thankfully, under the protection of the Heavenly Sect Master, the Thirty-Three Layered Heaven managed to barely survive, now hidden within the ruins of Buzhou Mountain, recuperating.

Kong Xuan, Lord Lao Zi of the Great Monad, and Kunpeng all retreated into seclusion to heal, while Nine Heaven Mysterious Maiden regrouped the Heavenly Court, also leading its members into secluded cultivation.

“Buzhou Mountain?”

Upon hearing Ye Yaoyue’s recount, Ye Xuan’s expression faltered. Buzhou Mountain had long been nonexistent, for years ago, two Ancestor Witches’ battle toppled Buzhou Mountain, causing the Heavenly Vault to collapse, leading to the myth of Nuwa mending the heavens.

“Yes, Buzhou Mountain. It was Sister Nine Heaven Mysterious Maiden who led us there, hiding within the collapsed remains of Buzhou Mountain, or the Heavenly Court would surely have become a pack of homeless dogs.”

At this point, Ye Yaoyue hesitated, seemingly wanting to say something, but seeing Ye Xuan, she swallowed her words.

However, how could Ye Xuan, seasoned as he was, not perceive Ye Yaoyue’s concealment?

“Yaoyue, what happened?” Ye Xuan asked sharply.

“Waa!”

Ye Yaoyue suddenly burst into tears, unable to hold back her flowing tears, completely losing her grip on her emotions, “When we settled within Buzhou Mountain, Nuwa’s Mountain and River Map appeared suddenly, trapping the Thirty-Three Layered Heaven. That Mountain and River Map continually attempted to refine the Thirty-Three Layered Heaven to ashes. Elder Sister Nine Heaven Mysterious Maiden and the demon kings and immortals pulled together the Chaos Absolute Heaven Formation, forcibly breaking a hole, allowing me to escape from the Heavenly Court, tasked with finding the Heavenly Sect Master for rescue. But I…!”

Unable to continue, it became clear what followed. Upon emerging in the Three Realms, Ye Yaoyue had her physical body destroyed by a Chan Sect Daluo Golden Immortal, her soul arriving in the Underworld, leading to her meeting with Ye Xuan.