After guarding the gates for a hundred years, I drove the Heavenly Saint to madness.

Attention all die-hard fans of Qiu Qianren! The latest chapter of "Guarding the Gate of Gods for a Hundred Years, I Driven the Heavenly Saint Mad" has been released!

Jiepai Pass, an underground secret chamber.

When Consort Pingxin revealed the secret of his inner creation, Xiao Wuji did not panic. He simply met her deep eyes with composure.

After a brief moment of amazement, Empress Pingxin's expression returned to its usual composure and majesty.

She no longer concealed her intentions, staring intently at Xiao Wuji, and bluntly stated her true purpose for crossing over tonight.

"The real reason I've come here is for the twelve golden figures that suppress the earth's veins in your great formation."

Empress Pingxin's voice revealed a hint of barely concealed agitation and doubt.

"During the great calamity of the Lich Kingdom in the past, my twelve elder brothers fought to the death for the sake of the Lich Clan. Their true bodies disintegrated between heaven and earth, leaving not even a drop of essence blood behind. This is my greatest regret over the past ten thousand years."

"But these twelve golden figures contain the purest essence of the ancestral witches!"

"Especially within that earth-golden figure, I actually discovered my own essence blood. What's most interesting is that I never remembered losing such a portion of essence blood, yet its pure aura felt completely unfamiliar to me."

"General Xiao, I only want to know, where did you get this ancestral witch origin that should have been completely extinct?"

She stepped forward, and the oppressive aura belonging to the Lord of the Underworld faintly emanated from her.

It's unimaginable for anyone to be unaware of their own essence and blood. If one hadn't actually seen it, one would think it was utterly ridiculous.

She wasn't Xuanming, who was solely focused on reviving the Wu tribe and completely overlooked the loopholes in the plan.

Considering the current situation of the Great Calamity and the state of the Jie Sect, she had reason to suspect that this was likely a scheme targeting the Witch Clan or her.

After all, it hasn't been a matter of just a day or two since the various sages tried to get their hands on the Netherworld.

At the scene, Xiao Wuji, upon hearing Pingxin's name, remained expressionless, staring directly at Consort Pingxin without backing down, and naturally changed the subject.

"Your Majesty, why delve into the origins of past karma?"

"No matter where this source came from, it is now in my hands and has not disgraced the ancestral witch's reputation."

"Instead of getting to the bottom of things, I believe that there are some more pressing matters that Your Majesty should truly care about."

Empress Pingxin frowned slightly: "What do you mean?"

Xiao Wuji smiled faintly, directly striking at the other party's weakness:

"This junior observes a hint of sorrow in Your Majesty's brow. Although Your Majesty has incarnated in the cycle of reincarnation and gained immeasurable merit, the Netherworld still lacks a strict and orderly system."

"Although the Six Paths have been established, there is no one to govern them. Wandering ghosts and evil spirits roam freely, while malevolent spirits linger in the Nine Netherworlds. This chaotic state forces the remnants of the Witch Clan to suppress vengeful spirits day and night in the Sea of ​​Blood. Their karma not only fails to dissipate but accumulates instead."

"Your Majesty's visit tonight, ostensibly for the sake of the Golden Man, is actually out of concern that someone is coveting the Underworld?"

Upon hearing this, the temperature inside the sealed room plummeted.

Empress Pingxin's smile vanished. In its place was the majesty and cold scrutiny of a ruler of the land, comparable to that of a saint.

"General Xiao, do you know what the consequences will be for recklessly discussing the affairs of the Netherworld?"

She didn't panic; suspicion and vigilance instantly took over.

Empress Pingxin's gaze was like a knife, and her oppressive aura of reincarnation pressed down on Xiao Wuji's shoulders like a mountain.

"You're just making things complicated; do you even know what the consequences of plotting against a sage will be?"

Despite the oppressive pressure from the Saint-level, Xiao Wuji stood tall with his breathing perfectly steady.

Meeting Empress Pingxin's suspicious gaze, he calmly spoke: "Whether you're just being deliberately mysterious, why don't you hear me out first?"

Empress Pingxin stared at him for three breaths, then slowly withdrew her oppressive aura and uttered a single word: "Speak."

She wanted to see what this young man could say.

Xiao Wuji calmly and deliberately presented the mature underworld framework from his previous life's mythology.

"If the Netherworld is to be stable and karma to dissipate, it is not enough for the Empress to persevere alone. A strict official order must be established beneath the Nine Netherworlds—a system called the Underworld!"

Empress Pingxin's gaze remained indifferent: "What is the underworld?"

"Build a system where each part has its own function."

Xiao Wuji spoke eloquently: "The Empress should sit behind the scenes and oversee everything. On the surface, the Emperor of Fengdu will be in charge, ruling over the entire underworld; below him will be the Ten Kings of Hell, in charge of judging good and evil; and then there will be the Four Judges, Black and White Impermanence, and Ox-Head and Horse-Face, responsible for collecting souls and apprehending wandering spirits."

"For the most heinous criminals, build eighteen levels of hell, where they will be subjected to punishments such as having their tongues pulled out, being thrown into mountains of knives, and being boiled in oil, according to their sins, to terrify all living beings in the primordial world!"

"The entrance to reincarnation is marked by the Gate of Hell, which determines the balance between Yin and Yang; the Road to the Underworld and the Bridge of Helplessness are built to guide the way home; Meng Po's Soup is brewed at the bridgehead to wash away the memories of the deceased souls, ensuring that the six realms of reincarnation are pure and flawless."

As Xiao Wuji meticulously explained this seamlessly integrated system of institutions, positions, and penal procedures.

Empress Pingxin's originally cold gaze gradually froze.

As the master of the underground, she only needed to do a little deduction to understand the feasibility of this system.

Are the Ten Kings of Hell in charge? Are the Eighteen Levels of Hell punishing evil? Does Meng Po's soup wash away karma?

This idea fills every loophole in the operation of the underground passage. If it is implemented according to this structure, the resentment of the underworld will be sorted out, the karma accumulated by the witch clan will be resolved, and it may even be able to gather a huge amount of underground luck!

The way she looked at Xiao Wuji changed completely, from suspicion and wariness to deep trust.

"Great goodness... great goodness!"

Empress Pingxin took a deep breath, her avatar rippling with emotion, her eyes filled with approval.

Compared to the grand plan of stabilizing reincarnation, the origins of the Twelve Golden Men are no longer important.

"General Xiao's words have cleared the fog from my mind!"

Empress Pingxin's expression was solemn, and her tone was no longer disrespectful.

"Such a vision will benefit future generations. You not only relieved my heart's burden, but also saved the Wu clan. I will remember this great cause and effect."

"Whether or not this matter is truly about coveting the Netherworld, I will accept your kindness."

"There's no time to lose; I must return to the Netherworld immediately to begin preparations for the establishment of the Underworld!"

Empress Pingxin was a decisive person; once she found a way to break the deadlock, she didn't want to linger for even a moment longer.

Before leaving, she stopped and raised her delicate hand in the air.

hum.

A lotus platform shimmering with rich purple energy appeared out of thin air in front of Xiao Wuji.

The lotus flower has twelve petals, and flowing from them is the supreme Daoist charm that points directly to the origin of reincarnation, as if countless beings are born and die among the lotus petals.

This is an equal exchange, and a reward for the wise.

"You helped me break the deadlock, but it is not convenient for you to have your hands on the Netherworld. So I will give you this Twelve-Petaled Reincarnation Purple Lotus."

Empress Pingxin solemnly declared, "This Twelve-Petaled Reincarnation Purple Lotus was formed from a lotus seed of the Chaos Azure Lotus that fell into the Blood Sea. It is not only a core treasure of the Netherworld, but also contains the complete Great Dao of Reincarnation."

"Today, I bestow this treasure upon you to settle the debt of your guidance. With this lotus protecting you, all evil will be unable to invade. If you encounter a life-threatening crisis, you can also use its power of reincarnation to reshape your true spirit."

"Also, if you ever need anything in the future, you can come to the Netherworld to find me. I will owe you a favor."

As soon as she finished speaking, Lady Pingxin nodded slightly, transformed into a gentle breeze, and rushed back to the Netherworld.

Xiao Wuji was the only one left in the secret room. He looked at the twelfth-grade Reincarnation Purple Lotus in front of him, and a look of wild joy flashed in his eyes.

This deal was incredibly profitable!

He obtained a top-grade innate spiritual treasure for free simply by reciting some theories from his past life myths; it was a completely unexpected joy.