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Yasha finished speaking and turned to flee.
Lingfeng could not let such an opportunity slip away. Just as he was about to strike at Yasha's head, he suddenly sensed something was off!
Yasha, with red eyes and bared teeth, stood with his hands at his sides, laughing coldly, sending chills down Lingfeng's spine.
"The horde of ghosts has already arrived; just wait to become their meal!"
The chilling aura in the air spread out, and gusts of cold wind blew continuously, as if an army was approaching.
"It seems this Yasha isn't lying!" Lingfeng thought, quickly retracting his Spiritual Energy and pulling out a talisman from Xuanji.
"Do you know what it means for a fierce tiger to be no match for a pack of wolves? Hahaha..." Yasha took a breath, sounding as if he had bronchitis, then continued, "Although you are skilled, there are too many Evil Spirits; you can't fight them alone!"
"Really?" Lingfeng showed a horrified expression but then burst into laughter. "I have already released all the Spiritual Energy from my body; I don't believe they still think I'm human!"
Upon hearing Lingfeng's words, Yasha laughed even more arrogantly, pointing at Lingfeng and shouting, "Don't forget, I am a servant of the King of Hell. These Evil Spirits would do anything to curry favor with me to avoid suffering. As soon as I give the order, you will be torn to shreds!"
Lingfeng was not afraid; instead, he revealed a sinister smile, his face darkening.
At that moment, a row of black shadows appeared not far away—it was the Evil Spirits.
Lingfeng dared not waste any more time. Taking advantage of Yasha looking back, he rushed towards Yasha swiftly and jumped onto Yasha's neck, pressing the Plum Blossom Dart against Yasha's throat. He shouted, "Do you think they will tear me apart?" With that, he made a small cut with the Plum Blossom Dart on Yasha's neck, causing a trickle of blood to flow out.
Seeing himself injured, Yasha trembled in fear and cried out with a mournful face, "Grandpa, I didn't know your powers! Please spare me! Please spare me!"
Yasha, who was once powerful and domineering, unexpectedly found himself like a dog trying to please its master in the presence of Lingfeng.
"You can go, but I want to see the King of Hell!" Lingfeng's grip did not loosen at all, and the Plum Blossom Dart pressed another inch into Yasha's neck.
Yasha winced in pain and, not wanting to argue further, agreed, "See the King of Hell, see the King of Hell! Whatever my lord commands, I will do it!"
In an instant, those Evil Spirits had arrived nearby, standing not far from Yasha.
These spirits were notorious in life and had suffered retribution in death. At this moment, they had lost all human features. Some had mosquito-like mouths because they wasted food in life and were demoted to poor ghosts in hell, unable to eat anything. Others had stomach issues, causing them to regurgitate whatever little they managed to consume, never able to feel full...
Lingfeng looked at these bizarre spirits and felt a wave of nausea. He tightened his grip around Yasha's neck and urged, "Why aren't we moving yet?"
Only then did Yasha come back to his senses and shouted at the Evil Spirits, "Get lost! Go find food elsewhere!"
The Evil Spirits then dispersed listlessly.
Lingfeng let out a sigh of relief; fortunately, he was skilled enough and Yasha was somewhat dim-witted; otherwise, he would have been doomed long ago.
After driving away the ghosts, Yasha slowly carried Lingfeng along the road. After a while, he pleaded, "Young hero, can you get down and walk? I promise I won't play tricks!"
Lingfeng simply sat on Yasha's neck and swayed around, tugging at Yasha's ears as he said, "This Hero isn't afraid of your tricks. I just fought with you for a bit and I'm tired; I'll borrow your neck for a while to save my energy!"
"But Hero, I am still a subordinate of the King of Hell. If my subordinates or those wild ghosts see me like this..." Yasha's voice grew softer as if he feared his embarrassing situation would be exposed.
Lingfeng thought for a moment and realized that this was indeed the case. However, these Yasha usually relied on the name of Yama to bully and oppress the Wandering Souls and Wild Ghosts. If they did not teach them a lesson this time, it would be even harder to subdue them in the future. He said, "You usually sit on the heads of wandering souls and wild ghosts, so today I want you to taste what that feels like!" With that, he lengthened the Connecting Rod, aimed at the Yasha's backside, struck it, and shouted, "Go...!"
"Hey, since you are a Yin Soldier, you should be able to ride the clouds and mist. Why are you walking like this instead?" Along the way, the Yasha was carrying Lingfeng on its back.
"As the saying goes, mortals weigh a thousand pounds. If I were to walk with you on my back, that would be fine. But if I were to carry you while riding the clouds and mist, it would feel like a thousand-pound mountain pressing down on me!" the Yasha replied.
Upon hearing this, Lingfeng nodded and recalled a part from Journey to the West where Tang Seng wanted his three disciples to carry him across a river. None of the four dared to try it. Even Sun Wukong, who had the strongest magical powers, felt some trepidation; this illustrated the weight of mortals.
The two passed by Wangsi City, and the Yasha pointed at a huge eerie palace ahead. "That is Yama's Hall, where all ten Yama Kings are located. There is a guarding Cerberus and several Yin Soldiers there. Hero, do you think you can walk over there by yourself?" The Yasha asked tentatively, feeling somewhat fearful of Lingfeng.
"Is it really possible for anyone to enter there?" Lingfeng inquired.
"As long as they are not souls who died from suicide or violent deaths, they can enter!"
Lingfeng frowned and placed his hands under his chin, murmuring with some worry, "This is going to be difficult. I am a mortal and shouldn't be in the Underworld; it seems quite challenging to enter Yama's Hall!"
The Yasha replied, "Actually, it's the Cerberus that identifies the types of souls. You just need to ensure it doesn't catch your scent. As for those Yin Soldiers, you only need to release all your Spiritual Energy to cover up your living aura!"
While it sounded easy coming from the Yasha, turning it into reality was indeed quite challenging.
Moreover, that Cerberus was a creature of the Underworld. Although it wasn't as cunning as the Soul-Devouring Cat, it was still its nemesis, indicating that Cerberus had formidable attack power.
"I've heard that when mortals come to the Underworld, they need to bring some dog food to get past Cerberus. I wonder if there's a place in the Underworld that sells dog food?" Lingfeng asked.
Yasha thought for a moment, looked towards Wangsi City, and said, "On the other side of Wangsi City, there is an Underworld Market, where various supplies are specially prepared for ghosts. Perhaps you can find what you're looking for there!"
Lingfeng was very pleased to hear this and quickly urged Yasha to turn around and head towards the Underworld Market.
Upon arriving at the Underworld Market, Lingfeng couldn't help but marvel. He had only thought that the Underworld was prosperous, but he didn't expect it to be so colorful as well.
In the market, there was a road in the middle with various stalls set up on both sides, displaying all kinds of goods. There were everyday items like lanterns, pots, bowls, and clothes, but they were all made of paper.
After walking a bit further, Lingfeng finally spotted a stall selling buns.
"Stop, stop..." Lingfeng quickly pulled on Yasha and jumped down from its back.
Although Yasha was fierce, most of those who could do business in the Underworld Market were people who had accumulated virtue in their past lives and had received the favor of the King of Hell; thus, they would not run away upon seeing Yasha.
However, Yasha did not have a good reputation in the Underworld, much like the thieves who rob and plunder there.
The mere presence of Yasha in the Underworld Market had already attracted the attention of those ghosts. What was even more curious was that there was a person riding on top!
Lingfeng jumped down from Yasha's back, his living aura unmasked, and swaggered past several stalls until he reached the one selling buns.
The stall owner was a woman who appeared to be in her forties and looked quite friendly. Seeing Lingfeng approach, she quickly asked, "Whose child are you? How did you end up here in the Underworld with Yasha?"
Lingfeng glanced at Yasha not far away and smiled as he replied, "It's not him who brought me here; it's me who brought him here!"
The woman glanced at Yasha and said mysteriously, "Child, you don't need to be afraid. We are all kind spirits here, and because of our good deeds in our past lives, we do not have to suffer the pains of reincarnation. We are favored by the King of Hell, so these Yasha do not dare to provoke us. If you are in any trouble, I will take you to see the King of Hell and send you back to the Mortal Realm!"
Lingfeng knew that the person in front of her was kind-hearted and felt a bit more respect for her. However, it was true that she had indeed brought the Yasha here, which this Aunt did not believe. Since there was no way to explain it clearly, Lingfeng simply pointed at the buns on the table and said, "Aunt, I want to buy some buns!"
Unexpectedly, the middle-aged woman was shocked again and angrily said, "Look, you even want to buy Dog Buns; doesn't that mean you're about to die? You don't need to buy this bun; I'll take you to see the King of Hell!" With that, she took off her apron and pulled Lingfeng away.
Seeing Lingfeng being forcibly dragged by a woman from a distance, Yasha felt threatened and naturally did not dare to escape. Thinking that if he helped her now, it would earn him some merit and perhaps he would be let go, he chuckled softly. Then he swaggered over in Lingfeng's direction.
"Stop!" While Lingfeng was still struggling with the woman, Yasha shouted loudly from behind.
The woman was startled and quickly looked towards Yasha, then sneered, "You Yasha! Instead of doing your job for the King of Hell properly, you're out here harming people. I'll report you!"
Yasha was already afraid of dealing with these spirits; hearing her words made him panic. He forced a smile and said, "Sister-in-law, look, I'm not here to harm anyone!"
"Not here to harm anyone?" The woman frowned and pulled Lingfeng in front of her, questioning, "If you're not harming anyone, then where did this child from the Underworld come from?"
"Uh..." Yasha didn't know how to respond and anxiously said, "I really don't know where he came from!" It was truly a difficult situation.
Lingfeng couldn't help but chuckle at Yasha's distressed expression.
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