Invasion Myth: Starting with the Schoolteacher

Chapter 744 This is also love
Xu Xuan shook his head and sighed, looking compassionate, but he stepped forward without hesitation and walked directly to the Book of Life and Death of the Southern Dipper.

With a flick of his wrist, a judge's pen, entirely black with a blood-red tip, appeared out of thin air.

Thanks to Brother Lu for his generous sponsorship!
Although this incomplete Yin-Yang magic weapon is not perfect, it always comes in handy at crucial moments:
Having judged the Tree Demon Granny and adjudicated the unjust cases of the City of the Dead, it is now the turn of this mortal who deserves to die.

He picked up the pen and began writing, his movements fluid and natural, showing that he was confident and prepared.

With just a few hundred strokes, Xun Ji's sentence was upgraded directly from "several prisons" to "a full experience of the eighteen levels of hell".

Xun Ji, kneeling on the ground, was completely dumbfounded, his lips trembling:

"No... I'm... you're a god..."

He tried to struggle and beg for mercy, but Xu Xuan casually waved his hand and threw him directly onto the Mirror of Retribution.

"This thing glows."

Xu Xuan turned his head and winked at Xiao Qing, his tone as relaxed as if he were introducing some novel gadgets in his own backyard.

Before the words were even finished—"Boom!"

Suddenly, the Mirror of Retribution burst forth with blinding blood light, and the mirror surface surged like boiling black water!
Black mist coiled around the mirror frame like a giant python; the phantom images of the Ten Kings of Hell appeared in the mirror in turn; the red light of sin dyed the entire hall blood-red;
Xun Ji's lifelong misdeeds were laid bare in the void:
His sins in life are like a revolving lantern: at the age of seven, he trampled a beggar to death with his horse for amusement; at fifteen, he forcibly took a girl and caused her to throw herself into a well; to silence her, he poisoned an entire village of fishermen...

The first level of the Tongue-Pulling Hell lasts a hundred years!

The second level...the sixth level...the sixteenth level, the volcanic hell for a hundred years...the bottom level, the saw and knives hell for eternity!

The entire underworld was shaken—the River of Oblivion surged without wind; ten thousand ghosts on Yin Mountain wept in unison.

"Wow! Another tough nut to crack!"

"That guy from last time..."

Xun Ji on the platform finally broke down and shouted, "Xu Xuan! You'll get what's coming to you! Ughhhhhh!"

His mouth was clamped with iron pliers, and it seemed he was about to be sent directly to the Tongue-Pulling Prison to begin his sentence.

Xu Xuan stared at the gradually dissipating bloody light of the Mirror of Retribution and clicked his tongue in regret.

He originally wanted to conduct an experiment—

If one's sins exceed the eighteen-level limit, can one be directly sent to the Avici Hell?

After all, Avici Hell is one of the eight hot hells, under the jurisdiction of King Pingdeng of the Ninth Court, and theoretically it is a parallel system to the eighteen levels of hell.

If Xun Ji can do it, then I can certainly reach the Avici Hell as well; this is a kind of self-confidence.

pity……

The experiment failed, so the karmic fire within his soul was activated, burning him to ashes.

It's not that I'm kind-hearted and don't want the other person to suffer, but rather that hell is currently unregulated by any deities and is full of loopholes. What if the enemy takes advantage of it?

Caution is important.

Xu Xuan turned to look at the evil cultivator beside him.

The man who had just been plotting to steal the sword manual was now trembling like a leaf, his very soul nearly scattered from fear.

'What kind of monster have I provoked?!'

'Casually sentencing someone to the eighteen levels of hell? Burning souls like burning paper money?!'

He knelt down with a thud and kowtowed frantically: "Immortal, spare my life! I'm willing to serve you like a slave—"

Xu Xuan smiled and raised his hand: "Don't be nervous, our Bao'an Hall values ​​cooperation and win-win results."

The heretical cultivator had barely breathed a sigh of relief—if they didn't cooperate…

"Snapped!"

With a single palm strike, the evil cultivator didn't even have time to scream before his soul was scattered and turned into a wisp of green smoke.

Since they are unwilling to cooperate with the experiment, they have no value to me.

Then, they took Xiaoqing to the nearby Dizang Temple to meet up with Qilicha and Zhang Hua to form this righteous squad.

On Mount Luofeng in the north, the Lord of Consumption Ghosts was squinting as he observed the strange phenomena at the Ten Kings Palace from afar.

Suddenly, his heart skipped a beat; the damage... was about to happen!
And it's quite large!

He slammed his hand on the armrest of the throne, his bony fingernails scraping against the stone chair with a piercing sound.
"Wasn't this the same thing two years ago?!"

"A shocking incident has occurred in the Sixth Prison: the City of the Wrongfully Dead has vanished, and the Black Mountain Demon has fled overseas overnight?!"

The ghosts in the hall were stunned at first, then erupted in uproar!

"right!"

"The Mirror of Retribution was just as bright back then!"

"Could it be... that great demon from the mortal realm has returned?!"

A yaksha demon weakly raised its hand: "But didn't the Yin-Yang Dharma King say a couple of days ago that the latter two major cases were the work of the Black Mountain Demon?"

"Ha!" The chief demon king, seated in the second seat, sneered, his crimson ghost eyes filled with disdain. "Only a few months have passed in the human world, and he can find out the truth? You're kidding me!"

He suddenly stood up, his black robe billowing like dark clouds:

"That fellow must have been after the 'investigation reward' that our Five Directions Ghost Emperor Dojo had put together, so he just made up a story to get by!"

"The oath of Heaven must not be deceived..." the Demon King of Calamity said sinisterly, "But that monster, whether human or ghost, may possess some evil magic that can deceive the will of Heaven!"

The ghosts were in an uproar, like birds startled by a bow.

It's not just the Lord of Consumption Ghost King who could have thought of this; other ghost kings like the Great Anazha King also remembered something.

As a result, chaos and turmoil ensued in the shady mountains, with the sounds of war and the cries of cranes filling the air.

Everyone was on high alert. Xu Xuan, however, didn't care about any of that. He found the Examination Office parked outside the Ksitigarbha Hall and successfully joined forces with the Underworld Branch of the Baoan Hall.

Upon seeing Xu Xuan, Qi Licha immediately adopted a fawning expression, his over ten-foot-tall body hunching over.

"Master Xu!!!"

His voice trembled as if he had seen the King of Hell—no, even more terrifying than the King of Hell!
It was as if I had witnessed the descent of immortals and Buddhas, or the arrival of a demon king.

Just now, I even wanted to call him Demon Lord Xu to show my respect.

Zhang Hua, holding the divine sword, naturally stood to one side and introduced the several geniuses he had recruited to Master Xu.

They were all wild ghosts he had saved, and each of them possessed remarkable qualities.

Ge You was even more excited and asked Xu Xuan if his cousin was alright.

Xu Xuan said that your cousin has a bright future, and maybe everyone will benefit from your success in the future.

After they meet, a storm is about to form.

Xu Xuan's first action was to have a heart-to-heart talk with Wang Shusheng and You Feng.

He sat with his legs crossed in the examination room, tapping the armrest lightly with his fingertips, his gaze sweeping back and forth between the two men.

The man was a handsome scholar, and the woman was gentle and charming.

It perfectly fits the script's requirements; it's clearly a classic human-ghost romance.

He was tired of love stories; now he just wanted to know the location of the Yin-Yang Dharma Realm and information about the Yin-Yang Dharma King.

You Feng lowered his head, his fingers twisting the hem of his clothes, his ghostly body trembling slightly, like a frightened rabbit.

Honestly, she didn't want to provoke that monster anymore... Any ghost or monster that has lived in the Yin-Yang realm will understand how terrifying the Dharma King is.

Even now, she can't believe how she mustered the courage to save people a while ago.

If... if only no ghosts from the Dharma realm were chasing after us, then being a carefree ghost couple with Wang Lang in the underworld would be the best choice.

Therefore, she avoided the question somewhat.

Xu Xuan narrowed his eyes and looked at Wang Shusheng again.

Why does this scholar also seem to be avoiding eye contact?

Sensing something amiss, he gave Xiaoqing a wink, indicating that they needed to have a private conversation.

After the female ghost left, Wang Shusheng cried out with a mournful face, "Immortal Xu, I don't want revenge anymore, I just want to live... Madam You is very kind, but my wife is still waiting for me at home, my land, my academic achievements..."

Qi Licha stood aside and snorted coldly, thinking, "You wish!"

Defying the laws of life and death is terrifying. Even if the Heavenly Demon King had this ability, he wouldn't use it on such a piece of trash.

"No." Xu Xuan's straightforward reply was indeed quite direct.

Wang Shusheng was struck dumb, collapsed to the ground, and burst into tears.
Being a ghost is nothing compared to the joy of being a human!

They couldn't see the sun, couldn't eat hot meals, and even Yu Feng's hands were cold to the touch!

Xu Xuan could sense the other person's wavering resolve and his various wild thoughts, and knew that this scholar was already useless.

Not everyone is Ning Caichen, a scholar who, despite having a family, could fall in love at first sight and want to take a concubine, marrying a woman of unknown origin.

This audacity and reckless behavior are not rooted in courage.

Therefore, the breakthrough point was placed on the other side.

On the other hand, Xiaoqing first tried to build rapport, talk about personal matters, and listen to stories, pretending to be a close friend.

However, the other party was simply unyielding, ignoring all attempts to reason with them and their self-centeredness, which angered the little monster.

Although I'm trying to understand you, well... let's use some tactics.

His expression changed, as if a cold and ruthless judge had shattered the female ghost's defenses.

"You think you can get away with it by hiding?"

She visualized Xu Xuan, lowered her voice, and spoke slowly and deliberately:
"The Yin-Yang Dharma King will find you sooner or later."

"It will break you up."

"They'll even tear Wang Shusheng's soul to shreds, or sell it to other female ghost kings as their lovers!"

"You know it will do that!"

A peculiar, abnormal fluctuation surged from Xiaoqing's soul, enveloping the female ghost before her.

It made her vaguely see everything that had just happened in the text.

Jealousy, resentment, bitterness, and despair alternated in my heart.

You Feng's pupils suddenly contracted, and his ghostly aura surged! His magical power increased rapidly!

Whoever dares to touch her Wang Lang?! They will die!

Even the Yin-Yang Dharma King must die!
Ghosts are extremely susceptible to being influenced. Even when Xu Xuan was dead, he harbored deep resentment. How could an ordinary female ghost possibly break the rules?

After the ending was revealed, it quickly slid from one extreme to another.

Blood-red ghost flames instantly ignited in his eyes: "I can not only tell you where the Yin-Yang Realm is, but I can also take you there!"

"I have only one request: that Wang Lang never think of returning to the mortal realm again!"

She knew Wang Shusheng was unwilling to accept his fate, and she also knew that he still had many other people in his heart, but...

Anyway, this... is also about love.

(End of this chapter)