By associating with Nezha, I became the darling of the Chinese gods.

Chapter 233 Extra: I'll Give You a Carefree Life

The King of Hell has been feeling quite troubled lately.

No.

To be precise, all the gods in the underworld are quite troubled.

The matter of a young Chinese girl whose lifespan is about to end is now a concern not only for the gods in the underworld, but also for the gods in the heavenly court, who frequently come to inquire about it.

The gods like Yue Lao, Chang'e, the Four Symbols Gods, Wenqu Xingjun, and Taibai Jinxing simply asked politely.

After all, they don't come to the underworld every day.

But the Third Prince actually came in person!
Even in the underworld, he had heard of the name of that god of death!

Not only that.

The Third Prince never came alone; every time he came, he would bring Bingling Gong, Lei Zhenzi, and the God of Justice with him.

Good guy!
These four big shots are all incredibly powerful!

The four of them stood in a row, their imposing presence like an insurmountable wall, so strong that no one dared to stop them even if they stormed all the way to the underworld.

That sight was enough to make anyone's vision go black!

Speaking of which, based on the experience of the past few days, the Third Prince and his entourage should be arriving soon today.

Thinking of this, Yama sighed again in frustration.

The Third Prince and his companions said that Wen Miao had not woken up, so they naturally came to the underworld and demanded Wen Miao's three souls and seven spirits.

But heaven and earth bear witness, where could he possibly find Wenmiao's three souls and seven spirits for them?

As I've already said, Wen Miao's soul wasn't taken to the underworld by the Black and White Impermanence!
Wen Miao hasn't woken up yet. Is it possible that she's sleeping soundly?

"Alas!" Yama, the King of Hell, sighed deeply once again.

Wen Miaoke is someone even the Emperor acknowledges!
How could he be negligent?

More importantly, Wen Miao, single-handedly sacrificing her soul and lifespan, ultimately succeeded in saving all living beings in both realms.

His merits are immeasurable, and his fame has spread throughout the entire Three Realms!

Therefore, even if Wenmiao's soul comes to the underworld, it will not be reincarnated!

Going to the Heavenly Court would be more like it!
Just then, the ox-headed and horse-faced demons outside the hall rushed in as if their tails were on fire, shouting in terror as they ran:

"Oh no!"

"King Yama, something terrible has happened!"

King Yama snapped out of his daze, his expression hardening as he frowned and reprimanded:
"Why are you so nervous?"

Isn't it just the Third Prince and his group coming again?

It's not like it's the first time we've hosted someone like this, why are you so scared?!

Ox-Head and Horse-Face swallowed hard, slapped their thighs, and reported in a trembling voice:

"No, no, no... It's the Great Sage! The Great Sage has arrived!"

What did you say?!

King Yama was startled and jumped up from his seat with a whoosh, his face pale, as if he had returned to the fear of being dominated by Sun Wukong.

That was an ancestor you couldn't afford to mess with!
"What is the Great Sage doing in the Underworld?" King Yama muttered to himself.

"Could it be... that they're here for Wen Miao's three souls and seven spirits as well? Is she still not awake?"

Ox-Head and Horse-Face struggled to catch their breath, their necks red and stiff, and continued:
"Not only the Great Sage, but also the Third Prince is leading the charge!"

"The God of Justice has also come with the Great Sage!"

There was a snap.

King Yama plopped back into his chair, looking unusually dazed.

Nezha, Yang Jian, and Sun Wukong…

What the hell!

Did he hear it correctly? !

These three, if they teamed up, could storm the Heavenly Palace!

King Yama wiped the cold sweat from his brow and hurriedly asked:

Where are they now?

However, before the words were finished, a familiar voice came from outside the hall—

"Go away, get out of my way! I, Old Sun, am going to go and settle this with that old bastard, Yama!"

Finished!

This game is all about him!
King Yama's face twitched for a moment, and then he suddenly felt his old eyes go black.

next moment.

Sun Wukong, Nezha, and Yang Jian led Wen Miao into the Yama Palace in a flurry of activity.

"King Yama! King Yama, come here!"

Sun Wukong leaped lightly onto Yama's table, bent his right leg, and sat cross-legged, his fiery eyes glaring furiously at Yama. Yang Jian sat down expertly to the side, casually pouring himself and Wen Miao a pot of tea, and calmly comforted them:

"Don't worry, it's nothing."

Wen Miao lowered her head and obediently drank her tea.

With the Great Sage and his group around, all she needs to do is cling to their coattails.

Nezha stood with his arms crossed beside Wenmiao, his slightly upturned phoenix eyes giving a cold, sidelong glance to Yama, his posture exuding an imposing aura.

King Yama's heart sank, and he quickly looked away.

The Third Prince has such fierce eyes...

Their eyes met unintentionally.

Even Yama, the King of Hell, was almost crying with joy.

Great! Wen Miao has finally woken up!

The Third Prince and his entourage probably won't come again!
"King Yama!" Sun Wukong opened his palm and questioned:

"Quickly bring me the Book of Life and Death so I, Old Sun, can take a look!"

"The Book of Life and Death..."

King Yama blinked, quickly realized what was happening, and immediately gave the judge beside him a wink.

The judge swiftly moved the entire Book of Life and Death in front of Sun Wukong.

Nezha, Wenmiao, and Yang Jian also came over.

Following the aura of Wen Miao's soul, the four quickly turned the Book of Life and Death to the page where Wen Miao was.

It was clearly written on it—

The phrase "life expectancy of sixty years" is used.

Nezha frowned, "How come you only have such a short lifespan!"

Sixty years—that's barely a fraction of the time he actually lived.

So young, still a child after all.

Yang Jian said with a serious expression, "Yes, only sixty years. It'll be gone in a short time."

Sun Wukong grabbed the writing brush from the table, shoved it into the hand of Yama, and urged him to hurry up:
"Quick! Quickly add a little more lifespan to Wenmiao, that little girl can't die! I, Old Sun, haven't taken her to Flower Fruit Mountain yet!"

King Yama's lips twitched, but he didn't refuse in the end. Instead, he asked proactively:
"How many years do you think is appropriate, Great Sage?"

Sun Wukong scratched his head and thought for a moment, then blurted out:

"Add one more dollar!"

The so-called "one cycle" is equivalent to twelve periods, three hundred and sixty cycles, and four thousand three hundred and twenty generations!
In short, one yuan is equivalent to 129,600 years!

Good heavens!
Upon hearing this, Yama, the King of Hell, trembled three times in his hand holding the pen and instantly lost his will to continue.

Be reasonable!
Giving Wenmiao so much lifespan at once, what's the difference between that and immortality?
Nezha raised an eyebrow, a smirk playing on his lips, his handsome, youthful face radiating an indescribable amusement.

"You little monkey, it turns out you can come up with good ideas sometimes, but..."

Sun Wukong picked up where Nezha left off, grinning broadly:

"Hehe, Brother Nezha also thinks adding one yuan is too little?"

Nezha raised his chin and nodded as if it were the most natural thing in the world:
"Of course."

Yama, the King of Hell, twitched violently.

No, this isn't enough?!
What exactly are you trying to do?!

Wen Miao's eyes lit up when she heard this.

Wow!
How could a mere mortal like her live this long?!
Nezha lifted his eyelids, his tone light and cheerful:

"Life has an end. In my opinion, we should just cross Wen Miao's name off the Book of Life and Death."

Sun Wukong slapped his thigh and exclaimed, "This move is something I, Old Sun, am very familiar with!"

Back then, he crossed out his own name and the names of the monkeys from Flower Fruit Mountain in the same way!

As he spoke, Sun Wukong glanced at Wen Miao.

He nodded repeatedly upon hearing this.

Without saying a word, Sun Wukong snatched the brush from Yama and crossed Wen Miao's name off the Book of Life and Death.

"From now on, the underworld will be unable to control your soul."

“Wen Miao…”

Yang Jian put down his teacup, and together with Nezha and Sun Wukong, they looked at Wen Miao, their eyes filled with smiles:
"From this day forward, your soul will be forever free. You may go or stay anywhere in the vast Three Realms."

"The same applies to Huaguo Mountain, Jinguang Cave, and Guanjiang Estuary."

　(T_T) Sorry, everyone, I'm having a bit of writer's block today.
　　P.S.: The terms "Yuan Hui Yun Shi" and "One Yuan = 129,600 years" in this chapter are not made up; they are based on the fundamental content of the *Huangji Jingshi*.

　　(End of this chapter)