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Chapter 1319
chapter 0549 part 3
Unfortunately, he was a step too late, and Hela got there first. As for the fate of those people, it was naturally self-evident.
This time, Lane did not want to miss this opportunity again.
"The ghosts in the underworld belong to your Netherworld. As for the Mortal World, with a boundary of thirty years, those who die within thirty years will also belong to you!"
Lane calculated for a bit and began to haggle with Acha. In their back-and-forth, the ownership of a Middle Thousand World and the fate of hundreds of millions of living beings were thus decided.
"Ding!" After a jade chime sound, the basic plan for how to deal with this World was set. All that remained was the specific implementation: how many warships, Heavenly Soldiers, and missionaries the Dou Division needed to send,
how many Ghost Messengers the Netherworld could dispatch. This all required full cooperation between the two departments.
Transferring the population and supplies of a world was a massive project that would require at least hundreds of thousands of people, even for the current Heavenly Court.
After reaching an agreement on how to deal with the A Chinese Ghost Story World, Tang Song began to give his personal lecture to the crowd in the hall.
While the crowd was concentrating spirit and listening to the Dao, one figure quietly left the Great Hall. Not long after, another figure also left the High Heavens Hall.
Tang Song merely lifted his eyelids and let the two go. "Lu Xueqi, what's the situation?"
"I don't know either! They insisted on following us!"
On the ornate canopy cloud fragrance treasure carriage pulled by nine fire phoenixes, Zhang Xiaofan and Lu Xueqi looked at each other helplessly, communicating continuously with their gazes. Inside the treasure carriage behind them sat a large group of women, like warblers and swallows.
"Hmm, this must be the Tianya Divine Sword! Huh, why is it broken!" Zhang Xiaofan's hand relaxed, and the Tianya Divine Sword he had been gripping tightly had appeared in the hand of a young girl with a slightly chubby face, without him knowing when.
Gu Zi Yun drew out the Tianya Divine Sword, looked at the broken sword, and somewhat bored, threw it back to Zhang Xiaofan.
"Let me see your Soul Devouring Rod!"
Zhang Xiaofan looked at the woman in front of him, who was so familiar and casually reached out to ask for his blood-refined treasure. He glanced around, looking at the Heavenly Soldiers around him, clad in shining silver armor, each whose strength was no less than his own.
He then looked at Lu Xueqi, who was frantically winking at him, hesitated repeatedly, and finally took out his Soul Devouring Rod and handed it to her.
"The material is quite good, it's just a bit ugly. Uncle was right, it really does look like a stove poker..."
Unlike Gu Zi Yun, Skye, Rogue, and others were interested in the Joyful Union Bell. For Zhang Xiaofan, the Joyful Union Bell held Biyao's one soul and one spirit. If Lu Xueqi hadn't told him,
that these women were the Heavenly Emperor's Concubines and could help him with Biyao's resurrection, he would never have handed over the Joyful Union Bell to them.
"Nine Nether Yin Spirit, All Heavens Gods and Demons,
With my blood body, I offer as sacrifice.
Three lives and seven generations, forever fallen into Yama, only for love's sake, I shall not regret even death."
Zhang Xiaofan heard a familiar voice ring out from behind the curtain. His eyes instantly turned red, and he desperately wanted to rush into the curtain.
"How dare you!" A Heavenly Maiden Attendant standing by the curtain flicked her sleeve. Her pure white long sleeve struck Zhang Xiaofan's body, and a burst of qi energy directly sent Zhang Xiaofan flying out.
"Biyao!"
After being helped up by Lu Xueqi, Zhang Xiaofan's eyes were bloodshot, and he stared blankly at the curtain.
"He really is a lovesick person, just like the Boss said! Never mind, Mei Xian, let him come in!"
Two Heavenly Maidens pulled open the curtain of the ornate canopy cloud fragrance treasure carriage from the left and right, revealing a group of Female Immortals sitting cross-legged or leaning on the cloud bed, either watching dramas or snacking on fruits and melons.
Even though Zhang Xiaofan's mind and eyes were filled with the smoke-like, misty green figure under the Joyful Union Bell at this moment, this scene still struck him dumbfounded.
He hadn't followed Acha to the Bull Palace to meet the Queens (of Heaven) and Imperial Consorts, but the contrast was simply too great.
However, seeing Biyao's figure again at this moment, Zhang Xiaofan couldn't help but step forward and look at her affectionately. He carefully tried to stroke Biyao's cheek with his hand but touched nothing.
"This Biyao..."
Zhang Xiaofan looked at the figures on the cloud bed, feeling at a loss, just like when he was brought into the Qingyun Sect and faced those majestic Peak Masters, his young mind was overwhelmed.
"Only her one soul and one spirit are sealed within the Joyful Union Bell. There are two methods to achieve her resurrection. One is for me to bestow upon her two souls and six spirits again, but it's hard to say if she will still be your Biyao when she wakes up!"
Acha cracked the melon seeds she had snatched from Gu Zi Yun's hand, seemingly enjoying watching others in a difficult situation. She looked at Zhang Xiaofan with a dark expression. "Since you like her, it shouldn't matter whether she remembers you or not, right!"
Zhang Xiaofan clenched his fists tightly, his fingernails digging into his flesh, completely unaware of the bleeding. He had searched for a method to achieve Biyao's resurrection for decades, and now he had finally achieved his wish.
"As long as she is resurrected, I..." Before Zhang Xiaofan could say the words "Zhang Xiaofan is willing," he was pulled back by Lu Xueqi.
"Acha, what is the second method?" Lu Xueqi asked, looking at Acha.
"How boring..." Acha smoothed her hair, seemingly not feeling disappointed about missing a good show. "The second method is also very simple. I'll take a trip to your World and beat up the Deity who governs the Underworld in your World—is she called the Netherworld Holy Mother?—and make her hand over this Little Girl's two souls and six spirits, then send her directly back to the Mortal World! You'll get a complete wife back, how about it?"
"I choose the second one!" Zhang Xiaofan quickly said upon hearing Acha's words.
"Little friend, you need to think carefully. Asking me to take action once comes at a considerable price!"
(end of chapter)
Unfortunately, he was a step too late, and Hela got there first. As for the fate of those people, it was naturally self-evident.
This time, Lane did not want to miss this opportunity again.
"The ghosts in the underworld belong to your Netherworld. As for the Mortal World, with a boundary of thirty years, those who die within thirty years will also belong to you!"
Lane calculated for a bit and began to haggle with Acha. In their back-and-forth, the ownership of a Middle Thousand World and the fate of hundreds of millions of living beings were thus decided.
"Ding!" After a jade chime sound, the basic plan for how to deal with this World was set. All that remained was the specific implementation: how many warships, Heavenly Soldiers, and missionaries the Dou Division needed to send,
how many Ghost Messengers the Netherworld could dispatch. This all required full cooperation between the two departments.
Transferring the population and supplies of a world was a massive project that would require at least hundreds of thousands of people, even for the current Heavenly Court.
After reaching an agreement on how to deal with the A Chinese Ghost Story World, Tang Song began to give his personal lecture to the crowd in the hall.
While the crowd was concentrating spirit and listening to the Dao, one figure quietly left the Great Hall. Not long after, another figure also left the High Heavens Hall.
Tang Song merely lifted his eyelids and let the two go. "Lu Xueqi, what's the situation?"
"I don't know either! They insisted on following us!"
On the ornate canopy cloud fragrance treasure carriage pulled by nine fire phoenixes, Zhang Xiaofan and Lu Xueqi looked at each other helplessly, communicating continuously with their gazes. Inside the treasure carriage behind them sat a large group of women, like warblers and swallows.
"Hmm, this must be the Tianya Divine Sword! Huh, why is it broken!" Zhang Xiaofan's hand relaxed, and the Tianya Divine Sword he had been gripping tightly had appeared in the hand of a young girl with a slightly chubby face, without him knowing when.
Gu Zi Yun drew out the Tianya Divine Sword, looked at the broken sword, and somewhat bored, threw it back to Zhang Xiaofan.
"Let me see your Soul Devouring Rod!"
Zhang Xiaofan looked at the woman in front of him, who was so familiar and casually reached out to ask for his blood-refined treasure. He glanced around, looking at the Heavenly Soldiers around him, clad in shining silver armor, each whose strength was no less than his own.
He then looked at Lu Xueqi, who was frantically winking at him, hesitated repeatedly, and finally took out his Soul Devouring Rod and handed it to her.
"The material is quite good, it's just a bit ugly. Uncle was right, it really does look like a stove poker..."
Unlike Gu Zi Yun, Skye, Rogue, and others were interested in the Joyful Union Bell. For Zhang Xiaofan, the Joyful Union Bell held Biyao's one soul and one spirit. If Lu Xueqi hadn't told him,
that these women were the Heavenly Emperor's Concubines and could help him with Biyao's resurrection, he would never have handed over the Joyful Union Bell to them.
"Nine Nether Yin Spirit, All Heavens Gods and Demons,
With my blood body, I offer as sacrifice.
Three lives and seven generations, forever fallen into Yama, only for love's sake, I shall not regret even death."
Zhang Xiaofan heard a familiar voice ring out from behind the curtain. His eyes instantly turned red, and he desperately wanted to rush into the curtain.
"How dare you!" A Heavenly Maiden Attendant standing by the curtain flicked her sleeve. Her pure white long sleeve struck Zhang Xiaofan's body, and a burst of qi energy directly sent Zhang Xiaofan flying out.
"Biyao!"
After being helped up by Lu Xueqi, Zhang Xiaofan's eyes were bloodshot, and he stared blankly at the curtain.
"He really is a lovesick person, just like the Boss said! Never mind, Mei Xian, let him come in!"
Two Heavenly Maidens pulled open the curtain of the ornate canopy cloud fragrance treasure carriage from the left and right, revealing a group of Female Immortals sitting cross-legged or leaning on the cloud bed, either watching dramas or snacking on fruits and melons.
Even though Zhang Xiaofan's mind and eyes were filled with the smoke-like, misty green figure under the Joyful Union Bell at this moment, this scene still struck him dumbfounded.
He hadn't followed Acha to the Bull Palace to meet the Queens (of Heaven) and Imperial Consorts, but the contrast was simply too great.
However, seeing Biyao's figure again at this moment, Zhang Xiaofan couldn't help but step forward and look at her affectionately. He carefully tried to stroke Biyao's cheek with his hand but touched nothing.
"This Biyao..."
Zhang Xiaofan looked at the figures on the cloud bed, feeling at a loss, just like when he was brought into the Qingyun Sect and faced those majestic Peak Masters, his young mind was overwhelmed.
"Only her one soul and one spirit are sealed within the Joyful Union Bell. There are two methods to achieve her resurrection. One is for me to bestow upon her two souls and six spirits again, but it's hard to say if she will still be your Biyao when she wakes up!"
Acha cracked the melon seeds she had snatched from Gu Zi Yun's hand, seemingly enjoying watching others in a difficult situation. She looked at Zhang Xiaofan with a dark expression. "Since you like her, it shouldn't matter whether she remembers you or not, right!"
Zhang Xiaofan clenched his fists tightly, his fingernails digging into his flesh, completely unaware of the bleeding. He had searched for a method to achieve Biyao's resurrection for decades, and now he had finally achieved his wish.
"As long as she is resurrected, I..." Before Zhang Xiaofan could say the words "Zhang Xiaofan is willing," he was pulled back by Lu Xueqi.
"Acha, what is the second method?" Lu Xueqi asked, looking at Acha.
"How boring..." Acha smoothed her hair, seemingly not feeling disappointed about missing a good show. "The second method is also very simple. I'll take a trip to your World and beat up the Deity who governs the Underworld in your World—is she called the Netherworld Holy Mother?—and make her hand over this Little Girl's two souls and six spirits, then send her directly back to the Mortal World! You'll get a complete wife back, how about it?"
"I choose the second one!" Zhang Xiaofan quickly said upon hearing Acha's words.
"Little friend, you need to think carefully. Asking me to take action once comes at a considerable price!"
(end of chapter)
