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

Before long, Yan Zhengchu and Ren Fengjue were brought to the gate of the Ghost King's Palace.

Before they even entered the door, they could see Mo Gu's figure in the distance.

"Mo'er!"

"Junior Sister Xiao Mo!"

Upon hearing these two calls, Mo Gu's back stiffened noticeably. After a moment, she slowly turned around and looked at the two people at the door.

"you…"

She barely uttered a word before her voice choked with emotion, then immediately turned away, steeling her heart, and said, "This is not a place for you!"

Yan Zhengchu said, "Since we're already here, we must see the Earth Lord no matter what."

As he spoke, he entered the palace and knelt directly before the Lord of the Underworld, saying, "Lord Earthly Lord, Mo Gu has been trapped in the Nine Netherworlds for a hundred years. Now that the Soul-Ferrying Lamp has been lit, he has lived up to the trust placed in him by the Underworld!"

"As for me, I died in the North, and I should bear the consequences myself!"

Before the Earth Lord could speak, Mo Gu said, "I no longer need any chance of reincarnation. I only want my senior brother to live a good life in this one."

Yan Zhengchu immediately looked at her, "Junior sister! This isn't worth it!"

Mo Gu kept his eyes downcast and said, "Of course it was worth it. Back then at the foot of Mount Ling, you risked everything to save me. Not only did I not have a chance to repay you, but later, I even caused you to be harmed by Chong Li..."

"I've never done anything for you, except this once."

Upon hearing her words, Yan Zhengchu hurriedly said, "You are my junior sister, and as your senior brother, protecting you is only natural! Besides, the one who killed me was Chong Li, so what wrong have you done?"

He turned to the Lord of the Underworld and said, "Please, Lord Earth, rescind your decree!"

The Earth Lord looked at the two siblings and gave a cold laugh. "What do you two take my Underworld for? If everyone comes to me to plead for mercy, what order will there be between the Yin and Yang realms?"

Wuyou, standing to the side, muttered under her breath, "Not everyone has this ability; it's only once every thousand years that such an example appears..."

As soon as it finished speaking, it was glared at by the Ghost King, and it was so frightened that it quickly turned into a wisp of smoke and hid inside the Soul-Crossing Lamp.

Mo Gu then said, "The Earthly Lord's word is as good as gold; how can he go back on his promise?"

She turned and glanced at Yan Zhengchu behind her, and said, "Senior brothers, you should go back. Don't make another mistake."

Yan Zhengchu never expected her to block the road so directly, and for a moment, he was stunned and speechless.

At this moment, Ren Fengjue stepped forward and called out, "Madam."

Upon hearing this, Mo Gu was clearly startled.

She didn't answer, but you could tell from her back that she was also struggling internally.

Ren Fengjue added, "The three of us have waited a hundred years for this opportunity to reunite. Even if the Lord of the Underworld punishes us today, I will have no regrets."

As he spoke, he walked up to the Lord of the Underworld and said, "A hundred years ago, the massacre of the entire Spirit Sword Sect by Mo Gu was caused by Chong Li. It was he who plotted to make Mo Gu go mad, which led to this tragedy."

"But in the end, the underworld blamed all the crimes on Mo Gu alone, making her suffer the extreme cold in the Nine Nether Hell for a full hundred years."

"Mogu has never offered a word of defense for himself."

"Now, the hundred-year period has passed. The Earthly Lord has sent Mogu to the mortal realm to guide souls in exchange for a chance at reincarnation, but he has also dragged her back into the grudges of a hundred years ago. What is his true intention?"

After these words were spoken, the temperature in the already chilly Ghost King's Palace suddenly dropped, becoming even colder to the bone.

The soul messenger outside the door felt the chill and couldn't help but feel a chill run down his spine...

Sure enough, a chilling laugh emanated from beneath the Ghost King's mask, sending shivers down the spines of all the ghosts: "Ren Fengjue, are you questioning me?"

"I dare not question it."

Ren Fengjue remained upright and calm, his brows revealing an unyielding stubbornness and an indomitable spirit. "I just feel that Mogu has been treated unfairly."

He continued, "Chongli's soul has been hiding in the human world for a hundred years, during which time he has disrupted the order of the human world, committed many evil deeds, and even bewitched the gods of the underworld to steal the Book of Life and Death..."

"Given what he has committed, it wouldn't be too much for him to be imprisoned in the Nine Nether Hell for a thousand years."

"But in the end, the Underworld eliminated Chongli without firing a single shot, all with the help of Mogu."

"But the sacrifices made by Mo Gu, Daoist Yan, and those of us who were caught up in it are insignificant."

"Lord Earth, we mortals are of meager abilities and are indeed unworthy to speak of justice with you. However, Mogu is my lawfully wedded wife and the person I will protect for all eternity. Therefore, even knowing that these words are presumptuous, I have no choice but to speak them!"

After Ren Fengjue finished speaking, the Ghost King's Palace was so quiet you could hear a pin drop.

Wuyou couldn't help but peek half her head out from under the lamp and glance timidly at the Lord of the Underworld.

The expected fury did not materialize; the Earth God seemed quite calm.

Yan Zhengchu's hope was rekindled, and he walked to Mo Gu's side, standing shoulder to shoulder with her.

"Please, Lord Earth, rescind your decree! Spare Mogu from imprisonment! I... am willing to pay any price to bring Mogu back to the mortal realm!"

Mo Gu looked at the person beside him in astonishment: "Senior Brother..."

Ren Fengjue then spoke up, saying, "I am willing to endure all suffering for my wife, and I wish her to be free from worry and live a long and happy life in peace and tranquility for all eternity to come."

Wuyou couldn't help but speak up, "I... can relinquish all my cultivation in exchange for... a happy ending for lovers!"

Outside the door, the two messengers of death exchanged a glance and couldn't help but sigh.

Mo Gu had been utterly despondent, but now, a fire seemed to rise in his heart, burning ever brighter.

At this moment, the Earth King finally spoke up, "Very well, since you are so loyal and righteous, then I will give you a chance!"

"If we can complete this successfully, I will allow Mogu to return to the mortal realm with you."

"If that's not possible, then let's throw them all into the Nine Nether Hell, how about that?"

Upon hearing this, Yan Zhengchu's eyes immediately lit up. "I do!"

Ren Fengjue: "I would like to hear the details."

Worry-free: "I...I can do it too!"

Three pairs of eyes turned to Mo Gu, all waiting for her reply.

At this moment, Mo Gu also regained her usual aloofness and said to the Earth Lord, "As long as the Earth Lord is not deliberately making things difficult for me, I am willing to give it a try."

The Earth King was somewhat displeased again, and immediately snorted coldly, saying, "If you really want to make things difficult, will your good husband and good brother still be able to see me?"

That makes sense.

It was only then that Mogu realized that the Earthly Lord might have foreseen their arrival...

Yan Zhengchu, unable to wait any longer, asked, "So, what does the Earthly Lord want us to do?"

The Earth Lord raised his hand and plucked the zither in front of him, coldly ordering, "Simple, go to Mount Jiuxiao and retrieve the zither score from the Fengzhuo clan for me."

Everyone: "..."