Ning Chen picked up the purple talisman.

"The judges and ghost soldiers of the Underworld Law Division bowed their heads in obedience, as ordered by Qingyangzi."

Then, he picked up another piece of ghost money.

"The ghost money also came from Qingyangzi."

Ning Chen frowned slightly. "Have you ever seen this person before?"

"No...no, he used a purple talisman to send the order."

The paper money for the dead is also burned and sent to the underworld; I do not know what it looks like.

The judge in purple swallowed hard and said cautiously,

"Lord Cui may know this person's background, but..."

But he had already died by Ning Chen's sword.

Ning Chen stroked his chin and murmured:

"Qingyangzi is just a Taoist name. I'll find some time to ask my senior brother if he knows this person."

There was another thing that puzzled him.

That is why this person is also targeting me.

He rarely intervened in the supernatural world.

He spent most of his time inside the mortuary and the Candle Dragon Cave.

He never expected that he could make enemies like this.

"I'll give you a chance to live."

Ning Chen glanced at the purple-robed judge on the ground and said indifferently,

"If that person sends another message to the underworld, tell me immediately, and I will spare your life if I do it well."

If you outwardly comply but inwardly defy me, I guarantee you'll die a hundred times more miserably than that judge surnamed Cui.

"Subordinate to obey!"

The judge in purple felt a chill run down his spine and quickly agreed.

Then, Ning Chen drifted away, leaving the gates of hell.

After watching Ning Chen leave,

The judge in purple wiped the sweat from his brow, cursing Qingyangzi inwardly.

"Damn it! That damned Taoist priest from the mortal realm, saying this person is proficient in Taoist arts..."

"What kind of Taoist magic is this! To kill the judge in charge of the Underworld's Law Division with a single sword strike—whose Taoist magic is so powerful?!"

"Guards! Thoroughly examine the Book of Life and Death!"

Find out the entire lineage of this stinking Taoist priest Qingyangzi, including his ancestors for eighteen generations.

Throw him straight to the eighteenth level of hell!

……

When they returned to the mortal realm, it was already broad daylight.

Ren Tingting was still fast asleep.

Ning Chen quietly left and returned to the mortuary.

"Qingyangzi?" Uncle Jiu shook his head. "I've never heard of this person."

Ning Chen nodded silently.

Tell my senior brother to be careful these days.

Then he opened the gate between the two worlds and descended into the Douluo World.

Ning Chen walked through Notting Academy.

A lively girl in a pink dress skipped and hopped over.

She pounced on him, her two slender legs wrapping around his waist.

She clung to Ning Chen like an octopus.

"Teacher, where have you been? Why did it take you so long to come back!"

Xiao Wu wrinkled her little nose, almost bursting into tears.

"Teachers also have their own things to do."

Ning Chen gently pinched her nose.

Then I noticed by chance that there was a faint, obvious bloodstain on the back of her neck.

Immediately, Xiao Wu saw her teacher's gaze gradually turn cold.

Ning Chen slowly asked, "Who hit me?"

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When asked by the teacher, Xiao Wu subconsciously adjusted her collar.

A hint of embarrassment immediately appeared on her face.

I thought the teacher wouldn't notice, but I still couldn't hide it well.

"That scoundrel keeps coming to ask the teacher to be his apprentice."

They spend all day squatting outside our dormitory.

He wouldn't leave even when I asked him to, and even said he wanted to have a match with me.

If he wins, I cannot stop him from becoming an apprentice.

If I win, he'll leave immediately and never bother the teacher again.

Ning Chen pulled Xiao Wu towards the dormitory, saying helplessly:

"And you agreed?"

This kind of provocation tactic always works on these young men and women.

Tang San is such a shameless bastard.

"Yes, teacher, I'm so annoyed with him."

I was thinking of getting him away as soon as possible, since my grappling skills were firmly in control.

I was afraid of hurting him, so I used less force.

Xiao Wu waved her little fists indignantly, puffing out her cheeks in anger.

"I didn't expect him to ambush me!"

I don't know what he used, but I felt a pain in my back.

Then he fell down and lost to him.

After returning to the dormitory,

Ning Chen immediately told Xiao Wu to pull down her clothes to reveal her back.

Xiao Wu is simple-minded, and the other party is her teacher.

She had no doubts and obeyed without question.

On her smooth, jade-like back, there were fine, bright red blood spots.

Ning Chen placed his finger on the bloodstain and pressed it gently.

Xiao Wu was already gasping for breath in pain.

"Teacher, it still hurts a lot. It's been five days and it's still not better."

"Wait a moment, I'll heal you right away."

The coldness in Ning Chen's eyes intensified.

This injury was not caused by martial arts at all.

Instead, she was injured by a hidden weapon, which was still inside Xiao Wu's flesh.

This is undeniably malicious!

Ning Chen opened his palm, and his soul power flowed into Xiao Wu's body like water.

They went deep beneath the skin and carefully removed the tiny needles, as fine as cow's hair.

An hour later, Xiao Wu was drenched in sweat.

The process of pulling out the hidden weapon was extremely painful.

She never expected Tang San to be so vicious.

Mom was right, humans are cunning and ruthless.

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