God of Pets

Chapter 407 Netherworld Jar

Everyone was watching this person of unknown origin. The Sun God Fist was a famous compound technique.

The founder of this boxing style once competed with the Ten Heavenly Kings for the world. Although he ultimately failed to achieve the position of Heavenly King, the record left by the Sun God Fist is still glorious enough.

The secret techniques that make up the Sun God Fist remain a mystery to this day, and no one has been able to perfectly replicate them.

Some scholars who study the Sun God Fist have developed many secret techniques similar to the Sun God Fist, but the effects can only be described as similar, and they cannot achieve the terrifying effect of the Sun God Fist melting gold and iron back then.

The secret technique this person used, whether it's the real Sun God Fist or not, certainly has the power to inflict damage.

"Should we continue?" Hu Quan asked, controlling his voice.

"No need, you've passed." The woman raised her yin energy, which transformed into cold air, lowering the temperature of the red-hot parts of her armor.

"Anyone else want to take on the challenge?" Nu Yin glanced around again, making sure no one else would challenge her, before leading the five towards the entrance of the Emperor's Tomb.

Chen Guan, Xiu Jieming, and Yang Huai were all sizing up this uninvited guest, trying to guess his background.

Those who can enter the secret realm of Beiman Mountain will more or less have some connection with the Heavenly Court Army, but this person will definitely not be a soldier of the Heavenly Court Army.

People who have received training in the Heavenly Army and served as soldiers have a different temperament and some habitual small movements than ordinary people. This person does not have the temperament of a soldier at all.

While it's possible this was a deliberate disguise, the three are more inclined to believe that this person is not a soldier.

When Hu Quan's gaze swept over Chen Guan, Chen Guan already knew that this was the person who had been following and watching him all along.

Chen Guan thought to himself, "The only people who could come here to follow and monitor me, besides Wang Lian's family, are probably from the Supervision Department. And what a coincidence that someone followed me after the Supervision Department contacted Xiu Jieming. This person is most likely from the Supervision Department."

Xiu Jieming also guessed the same way. He had never met Hu Quan either. When Hu Quan went to the Xiu family, it was not Xiu Jieming who received Hu Quan, and Xiu Jieming was not at home at the time.

Although everyone had their own guesses, no one said it aloud.

The five followed the woman towards the mountain-like tomb. There was no tombstone in front of the tomb, only a gate, above which were engraved the words "Netherworld".

As the woman pushed open the stone door, a cold, damp aura rushed out, sending a shiver down one's spine.

After Chen Guan followed the woman into the passage, he looked around. It was an arched passage made of blue bricks, which was very damp. Moss grew in many places, and some places were even dripping water.

After walking for a short while, they reached the end of the passage, where a grand hall appeared before them. There were no deities or anything like that enshrined in the hall, only a large blue-tiled vat over a meter tall in the center.

As you can see, the tank is filled with water, and the water level is almost level with the rim of the tank, almost overflowing.

Chen Guan looked at the water vat, then looked up at the palace ceiling, which was a wooden structure with nothing but dark, gloomy wooden beams.

Chen Guan's expression was somewhat strange, because a crescent moon was reflected on the surface of the water.

But there's clearly only a roof above, so where does the moon come from?

Yang Huai and the others also noticed the problem and stared at the large vat.

The water in the tank was so clear it looked like glass, yet strangely, it was impossible to see what was inside; only the reflection on the surface was visible.

"There are various imperial artifacts inside. You can each try to retrieve them. What you get depends on your luck. Each person only has one chance and can only retrieve one item. If you are greedy, you will bear the consequences," the female general said, standing by the vat. No one made a move. Yang Huai and Xiu Jieming exchanged glances and then said, "We don't know how we should retrieve them. Could you please demonstrate?"

"Do you believe that the soul enters the underworld after death?" the female underworld general asked calmly.

None of them answered. Cultivators cultivate immortality, which is to say, this life.

If they believe in the soul and the afterlife, why bother with spiritual practice? They might as well just lie down and wait for their next life.

As practitioners, they naturally did not believe in the existence of the underworld.

Even if there really is an underworld, it's nothing more than a secret realm.

Silence is also an answer, the woman continued, "Whether you believe it or not, the underworld exists. It is the final resting place of the dead and the last place for the souls to rest."

The female demon pointed to the inside of the vat and said, "This is connected to the Netherworld, which is the world controlled by our lord, the Netherworld Emperor. You are living people, and living people cannot enter the Netherworld. So if you want to obtain the Emperor's possessions, you can only try to retrieve them. If you have enough luck, you will naturally gain something. If you are not lucky, you will get nothing."

As she spoke, the woman dipped her hand into the clear water.

A strange thing happened: after she put her hand into the water, the part above the water was still there, but the palm of her hand disappeared without a trace after it went into the water, as if it had vanished.

The woman rolled up her sleeves, put her entire forearm into the water, swung it back and forth a few times, and then pulled herself out.

Her arms and hands, which were submerged in the water, were completely intact, and she even had something extra in her hands.

All eyes were fixed on what was in her palm. It was a calligraphy brush, and the tip of the brush was still covered in ink.

"I'm quite lucky." The female general said as she walked to the wall and drew a few strokes on it with the brush.

A lifelike image of a little rabbit appeared on the wall.

Chen Guan and the others suddenly widened their eyes, because the rabbit had actually turned into a living creature, jumped down from the wall, and hopped away.

The woman reached out and grabbed its ears, lifted it up and put it in her arms. The little white rabbit finally calmed down and lay obediently in her arms.

"What kind of divine artifact is this?!" Chen Guan watched in utter astonishment.

Yang Huai and the others stared wide-eyed, their expressions filled with disbelief.

"Your opportunity lies here; what you gain depends on your fate." The woman reached out and tossed the brush back into the water.

Ripples appeared on the water's surface, but quickly disappeared, and the water returned to its calm state. The moon reflected in the water showed no sign of movement.

At this moment, a storm of emotions surged within them. Regardless of what the water was connected to, the magic of that writing brush had indeed astonished them.

The lifelike little rabbit is still in the arms of the female general; such creative power is unimaginable.

"What level of secret treasure is that calligraphy brush?" Yang Huai asked.

"It's nothing special, just a pen the Emperor used when he reviewed documents," the female Yin General said calmly.

(End of this chapter)