Holding a lantern, guiding souls across, Lady Hou comes from the underworld.

The "Soul Guiding Technique" is considered a superior technique among the spells of Yunhe Mountain.

Yan Zhengchu only used it once when he was thirteen years old, when he was young and fearless and had achieved some success.

Because of that incident, he was confined to the Cliff of Repentance by his master for a whole month, and for the next six months, his master did not teach him any magic.

Having learned his lesson, he dared not use the "soul-summoning technique" again, nor did he dare to investigate further.

Until today, he decided to take it out, and not only that, he also had to take the risk of bringing another wisp of soul with him to the underworld.

"Young Marquis, although my method can lead to the underworld, if we're not careful, we might never be able to return. Think carefully, are you really sure you want to do this?"

Yan Zhengchu couldn't help but ask again.

Ren Fengjue did not hesitate. "I know the chances are slim and the dangers are great, but I have to try no matter what."

They all knew that even if they took a huge risk to enter the underworld and meet the Lord of the Underworld, they might not have a chance to bring Mo Gu back to the mortal realm, and might even lose their own lives.

But they all wanted to give it a try.

"Okay." Yan Zhengchu nodded. "I'll go with you."

Ren Fengjue was slightly stunned, seemingly wanting to persuade him, but then he thought that Ling Chu's feelings for Mo Gu were no less than his own.

That was also his junior sister, whom he wanted to protect with his life.

So he swallowed back the words that were about to come out and nodded in agreement.

At this moment, Yu Lang and Zhao Wan had already arrived upon hearing the news, unaware of what had happened.

Seeing that Tianqing had closed the courtyard gate tightly, as if afraid of revealing even a hint of the news, the two were completely bewildered.

Until they entered the room and saw Xia Ximo's lifeless body, their expressions changed drastically.

"How...could this be?"

The bridal chamber was still filled with joy, the red candles had not yet burned out, but the bride had already turned into a cold corpse.

Zhao Wan hadn't expected to see such a scene, and for a moment, she couldn't believe her eyes.

"I must be hallucinating! You two just got married, and didn't Xia Ximo say she had two more years?"

Yu Lang, unaware of the details, found it even more difficult to accept. "Princess, what do you mean by that? What two years? And what happened to Miss Xia...?"

Ren Fengjue was heartbroken and his thoughts were in turmoil, but he still forced himself to explain, "Master Yan and I called you here because we hope you can stay here for the time being and not let anyone know what's going on here."

"In case Master Yan and I do not return, please give this letter to the Marquis and his wife."

Yu Lang was startled again.

Yan Zhengchu then handed over a letter, fighting back tears, "If I don't return, I'll have to trouble my fellow disciples at Yunhe Mountain!"

As he spoke, he almost knelt down before Yu Lang.

Yu Lang grabbed him and was even more at a loss, frightened by their actions.

"No..." He staggered back a few steps, somewhat distraught. "What do you mean by this? What... what kind of mess is this?!"

"Yu Lang".

Ren Fengjue's expression turned solemn, and his voice deepened: "There's no time to explain."

Yu Lang was speechless for a moment, and could only bite the bullet and take the two letters into his hands.

Ren Fengjue knew he couldn't delay any longer, so he turned to Yan Zhengchu and said, "Daoist Master, let's get ready."

Yan Zhengchu nodded, then sat cross-legged on the couch with him and explained the key points of the soul-guiding technique to him.

At this moment, his logic was exceptionally clear, and his words were concise and explicit.

Ren Fengjue is highly perceptive and has a foundation from his previous life, so he can grasp things almost instantly.

The two closed their eyes and focused their attention, contemplating their noses and minds. Before long, their souls left their bodies one after another.

Knowing the path from the mortal realm to the underworld, Yan Zhengchu led Ren Fengjue on that journey.

Along the way, they were blocked by sandstorms and wandering ghosts. They finally arrived at the crossroads of the underworld, only to be intercepted by two underworld officials.

"You audacious living souls! Your lifespans are not yet over; the underworld is not a place for you!"

Yan Zhengchu remained silent and directly used two immobilization spells.

Then, he took out two invisibility talismans and took the opportunity to blend into the ghost group.

The aura of a living soul is different from that of a ghost. Even if their illusions are not immediately exposed, the other underworld officials will still be able to detect them.

"Quickly report to the Soul Envoy that something has infiltrated!"

Yan Zhengchu was waiting for the two soul messengers, Black and White Impermanence. He gave Ren Fengjue a wink, and the two immediately drew their jade swords. The dazzling white light made it impossible for the ghosts to open their eyes.

This threw the underworld, which was always shrouded in gloom, into chaos.

Until two soul tablets descended from the sky, knocking the jade sword from mid-air to the ground.

The Soul Reaper said coldly, "Yan Zhengchu, how dare you!"

When Yan Zhengchu saw the two envoys appear, he forced a smile and said, "Envoys, how have you been?"

The Soul Reaper didn't bother trying to get on his good side: "Back then, you trespassed into the Underworld, and the Earth God spared you because you were young and ignorant. Now you dare to come again?"

Not only did they come, but they also brought a wisp of a living soul with them!

Ren Fengjue stepped forward and said, "Envoy, I have come for my newlywed wife and wish to see Lord Dijun."

The Soul-Locking Envoy snorted, "The Earthly Lord is not someone you can see whenever you want! Get back to the mortal realm!"

Yan Zhengchu also hardened his tone, "While I was in the mortal realm, I quelled many troubles for your underworld. The rulers of the mortal realm also treated me with great respect. Why can't you even see the rulers of your underworld?"

"How dare you!"

Enraged, the Soul-Locking Envoy caused the ghosts to retreat.

Just as it was about to take out the Soul-Hooking Lock to capture this arrogant and ignorant soul, the Soul-Hooking Envoy stopped it.

"Young Taoist priest, the underworld has its own rules. Forcing your way in like this is a grave offense!"

Yan Zhengchu didn't care. "What kind of bullshit rules are these? I've already broken through them. You just need to inform the Earth God. Otherwise, if you disrupt the order and delay the reincarnation of the hundred ghosts, it will be troublesome."

The Soul Reaper paused for a moment, while the Soul Locker beside him could no longer restrain himself and flung out the Soul Reaper Lock.

Upon seeing this, Ren Fengjue immediately used his jade sword to parry, managing to block the attack.

It should be noted that this jade sword, though seemingly gentle and unassuming, has slain many demons and monsters, and is by no means an ordinary object.

Just like Bai Jue and Ren Fengjue, both of them appeared to be gentle and modest gentlemen, but hidden beneath this appearance were decisive and fearless courage.

The Soul-Locking Envoy was surprised that this living soul was also quite capable. Just as he was about to continue his attack, he was stopped by the Soul-Hooking Envoy once again.

Secondly, when minds are in sync, a single glance is enough for understanding.

The soul-reaper immediately shouted, "You audacious soul, how dare you attack a messenger from the underworld! I will immediately go and consult the Earth God for punishment!"

After saying that, the two envoys rushed off to the Ghost King's Palace.

Yan Zhengchu scratched his head, somewhat puzzled, "I haven't even made a move yet!"