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Chapter 206 Opening the Yin Gate
—The gatekeeper has passed, and the rest of the journey is smooth sailing.

Soon enough, the group stepped into the dark path.

However, the change of scenery also caused a commotion, and some of the physically strong but simple-minded people even hurriedly looked up and shouted in panic.

"What happened? The inn was just a moment ago, how come it's so far away now?"

Having finally gotten the chance to show off, Ben Shan immediately turned his head and laughed sarcastically.

"Should I say you're either ignorant or as stupid as a pig? You've been in Lizhou for so many years, and you've never even seen the underworld?"

Before the man, whose face had turned a deep shade of liver, could retort, Ben Shan mocked him again.

"Alright, alright, let me explain. This is a passage connecting the mortal world and the underworld. Distances in the mortal world have no effect here. Sometimes one li here is equivalent to a hundred li in the mortal world, and sometimes a hundred li is only equivalent to one li. Moreover, because it was destroyed once many years ago, and demons and ghosts roam here, one usually needs the protection of a master who has attained enlightenment to travel safely. However, because my master is extremely powerful and has boundless magical abilities, therefore..."

Before Ben Shan could launch into his usual rambling, Zhou You took over the conversation.

"—Thanks to the merits of the Great Lama Du'en, Zhengde's hell realm has been sealed off. Now this place is just a scenic spot, and the extension of distance is not that significant, so there is no need to be too vigilant."

Despite being forcibly interrupted, Ben Shan wasn't annoyed at all; instead, he kept smiling apologetically.

"Yes, yes, the master is right, that's exactly right."

However, to his surprise, Zhou You did not offer his usual praise. Instead, he suddenly stopped, then gestured to everyone to stop.

"Now that we're here, it means we're not far from Zhengde, so there are a few things I need to tell you first."

Upon hearing this, a chaotic cacophony of voices immediately erupted.

"Please give your instructions, Master."

Please speak.

We will definitely comply with any requests you may have.

Zhou You ignored the disorganized answers, looked around, and then said.

"First and foremost, the most important point is that His Holiness has decreed that no matter what happens, Zhengde must be captured alive—remember, captured alive—so you all need to be careful with your hands."

At that moment, a voice suddenly asked in confusion.

"Master, Zhengde is a highly respected Zen monk. Even if he loses three or four tenths of his supernatural powers, he won't be easy to capture alive. If we insist on doing this, many of our brothers will likely suffer casualties."

However, Zhou You suppressed him with just a look.

"What I say goes. Since you let me capture you alive, don't complain. And then, secondly, Jade Gentleman."

The pale-faced scholar, who had been looking unfriendly all along, simply snorted coldly.

However, Zhou You was not as stern as before. He sighed slightly, then patted the other person on the shoulder and said sincerely.

“Jade Gentleman, I know your brother is very upset about your death, but the Dharma King and I have seen all of this. How about this, after we return, I will report to the Dharma King and grant you one more wish within the bounds of propriety. At that time, whether you resurrect the Bone-Soothing Ghost or do whatever you want, it is up to you. Consider this compensation. How about it?”

Is this really true?

"I guarantee with the future fortune of Bodhi Temple that this will be true. If I break this promise, Bodhi Temple will be destroyed and Tantric Buddhism will decline greatly."

Hearing this solemn promise, the pale-faced scholar's expression softened slightly, and he even began to secretly ponder how to use this extra wish—as for the Bone-Softening Ghost? Who is that? I don't know him!
Seeing that the other party was no longer angry, Zhou You spoke again.

"Since you've agreed, that's fine. You're the only leader left in the team now. You'll lead the team and find a way to storm the inn where Zhengde is. Don't worry about the rest, just be careful of those thieves!"

"A scoundrel? What the hell is he talking about?"
The pale-faced scholar looked up in astonishment, only to see a flash of cold light!
Then, the next moment.

The head of the person on the outermost side of the line fell off on the spot!
—Wait a minute, is it that little thief?

—But wasn't he using a dagger? How could he so easily sever a person's head?

The pale-faced scholar quickly composed himself and looked around.

Although it was barely visible in the shadows, the thief was clearly not holding a dagger, but a deadly longsword!

Moreover, the sword was brimming with murderous aura, almost to the point of being tangible—

The pale-faced scholar suddenly remembered. He had just heard that a killing god had appeared in Lizhou a few days ago, who had killed several bigwigs of the Tantric sect with his swift and deadly sword. Could it be this brat?
However, before he could come up with a solution, the master beside him disregarded his own injuries and stepped forward to take the lead!
The moment his bare palm collided with the longsword, he wasn't injured, but layers of murderous aura swept over him, instantly engulfing his frail body—

After a few breaths.

When the evil aura passed, the master's face was ashen, and he vomited another mouthful of blood.

The pale-faced scholar was immediately taken aback, then quickly became anxious.

Holy crap, no way? The deal we just agreed on is going to fall through?
Thinking of this, dozens of green needles appeared in his hand, and he was about to flick them out to help the master—but the master just raised his neck and roared at everyone.

"Now that this man has come out, it proves that Zhengde is no longer surrounded by guards! I'll hold this guy off for now, and you guys hurry up and go to the inn to capture Zhengde alive!"

"But Master."

"Go quickly!! Whoever can capture Zhengde, I will risk my life to guarantee him the greatest credit!"

Within the Tantric sect, the hierarchy is very strict. Upon hearing this, even if everyone wanted to help, they could only turn around and rush towards the inn.

However, before leaving, everyone, including the pale-faced scholar, couldn't help but feel a sense of melancholy.

—The master is indeed a master; his level of self-sacrifice to feed the tiger and cover the retreat without seeking credit is truly high!

Soon, only four people remained at this border.

The master—that is, Zhou You, the assassin, Ben Shan, and Cai Yuan Kui.

Ben Shan was very self-aware, knowing that he did not have the ability to stand up to Zheng De, so he voluntarily stayed here.

Cai Yuankui unknowingly fell behind, but no one cared. After all, everyone knew he was just there to mediate, and one more or one less person wouldn't make a difference—if he didn't go in, there would be one less person to share the credit.

Listening to the increasingly intense sounds of fighting behind them, and filled with hope that their wishes would come true, the group sped forward.

but.

...Soon, someone noticed that something was wrong.

"Wait, how come we've been running for so long and there's still no sign of the inn?"

"And have you guys felt it? It seems to be getting colder and colder around here."

"I feel the same way, and for some reason, I always get a creepy feeling."

Unbeknownst to them, the group gradually slowed down. Under a sense of unease that seemed to come from nowhere, everyone looked up at the only person now leading the group, who was also personally appointed by Zhou You—the pale-faced scholar.

Even the wild boar's subordinates, who had always been at odds with him, were the same.

At this moment, the pale-faced scholar also felt a chill that penetrated to the bone. He first looked at the still distant inn, then at Zhou You, who had disappeared from sight, took a deep breath, and then said hesitantly.

"Something does seem wrong right now. Should we go back and ask the master?"

however.

He abruptly stopped halfway through his sentence.

The man stared wide-eyed, as if in utter disbelief, at what lay ahead.

The others followed his gaze and then froze in shock.

—Right in their field of vision, a huge spider was perched on a man's head, having already eaten half of it.

Sensing the gazes of the crowd, the spider raised its head, revealing a blood-stained smile on its human face.

All around, countless rustling sounds rang out, and upon closer inspection, all that could be seen were countless strange and greedy monsters.

At this moment, those who understood finally let out a wail.

"Damn it, the gate to the underworld has opened!!!"

(End of this chapter)