Each of the nine dragon maidens possesses extraordinary abilities.

Without saying a word, Ghost King grabbed Lu Yueyuan's hand and tried to lead him to the back to become sworn brothers, but was quickly stopped by the three agents and Bei Feng.

They were all speechless. That's just how the Ghost King is—he loves them to death and hates them to the point of wishing them dead. His father had died in Zhongzhou, so the Ghost King hated everyone there, wishing he could slaughter them all someday, even shattering the eggs in the hen's belly of the Nine Yi Sect. Now that Lu Yueyuan had come representing the Nine Yi Sect's leader and cured his beloved wife, he wanted to become sworn brothers with him.

What else is there to say? I'll kowtow to you, brother.

Lu Yueyuan, who had been upgraded from son to younger brother, remained calm. He accepted the Ghost King's kindness and said that since sincerity had been shown and the three agents from Youzhou had also arrived, let's talk about specific cooperation.

The three agents exchanged glances; they were just in the mood to see what this agent of the forbidden god intended to do.

To their surprise, Lu Yueyuan was very sincere. He not only recounted the events in Qingzhou in great detail, but also clearly expressed his intention to oppose the Four Gods. His words were sincere, and he seemed to know them very well. The three deities acting on their behalf did not find it difficult to communicate with him; on the contrary, they found it very smooth, as if they had known each other for a long time.

“I see. The guardians of the veins and the Four Gods are not of one mind. Judging from the Four Gods’ trajectory, they must be trying to steal the origin of the world, so they started by attacking the earth veins. The time in Qingzhou, it was because the guardians of the veins and the agents of the Four Gods broke down in negotiations. They were too impatient,” Xunlan said.

“That’s right, Sister Lan. The Guardians and the Four Gods’ Agents are not of one mind. Moreover, the Four Gods are also wary of each other,” Lu Yueyuan said.

Xunlan glanced at him, thinking to herself, "We've only been chatting for a short while and you're already calling me 'sister'?" But whatever, she still seemed to enjoy it, so she continued, "You said you have the ability to make [Death] leave Youzhou?"

"The existence of the Netherworld is to resist death. He and His followers are the ones who should leave the world the most, but He stayed here for some reason. The Netherworld was indeed destroyed by human hands this time, but even if no one destroyed it, how long could it resist? It's just a temporary fix. I came here this time to solve the problem of death."

The three agents fell silent for a moment, and finally, Su Changming spoke up: "What should we do?"

“I want to set up a grand formation that covers the entire Youzhou.” Lu Yueyuan threw out the blueprints and tossed them to Su Changming. “I want to ask the three agents to build this formation. By the time I finish dealing with death, I think the grand formation you set up should be almost complete. At that time, we will work together to deal with the guardians and the four divine forces that have settled here.”

"This grand formation combines the characteristics of mountains, water, and qi, and it fits our three powers so well. Could the one who designed this grand formation be the reclusive hermit of Qingzhou?" Su Changming asked.

“That’s right, she is now a follower of my god.” Lu Yueyuan smiled.

Such a clever tactic; even Su Changming had to admire it.

He wasn't referring to the reclusive hermit, but rather to Lu Yueyuan. The Central Plains Sect Master's lineage was the weakest force within the Nine Peaks Sect, and only a handful of geniuses were renowned within it. Su Changming had never heard of Lu Yueyuan, meaning he wasn't a genius from that lineage. Yet, this very person had become a divine agent, resolving the Qingzhou crisis, winning over the Langya Gang, and even bringing the strongest figure in Qingzhou to his side.

Now, he has cured the Ghost Queen's illness, become sworn brothers with the Ghost King, and his subsequent plan leaves the three of them with no reason to refuse.

Su Changming suddenly felt that their Youzhou would probably be dragged along by this young man from now on.

But never mind...

Lu Yueyuan's methods are not something ordinary people can imitate. After healing the ghost, driving away the "death" is itself an extremely beneficial thing for Youzhou. In addition, Lu Yueyuan is also dealing with those two guardians who are giving the three agents a headache.

They had absolutely no reason to refuse.

Su Changming was the first to agree, and the other two also promised to complete the construction of the great array covering the entire state when Lu Yueyuan returned.

Seeing that everything was almost settled, Lu Yueyuan said, "In that case, I will go outside the Netherworld now. Before I return, please remain restrained and try not to fight with the Guardians and the Four Gods."

The three agents all nodded, and the Ghost King asked, "Brother, it's very unsafe outside the Netherworld. Do you need anything to protect yourself?"

"Not for now, I..."

"Aren't you being too polite with your brother? Come on, take all of these, otherwise your sister-in-law and I won't feel at ease!" He poured a bunch of things out of his storage ring and pushed them to Lu Yueyuan.

Lu Yueyuan took a step back to avoid being hit by the pile of things. He glanced at them and saw an inconspicuous little box in the pile. He reached out, picked it up, and opened it. Inside was the pill he had taken in the simulation.

"This is enough," Lu Yueyuan said.

"Hahaha, brother, you have a good eye! This elixir was personally refined by your older brother, using all sorts of rare and precious materials. It can revive the dead and heal the wounded. Even if the soul is scattered, as long as there is still a breath left, it can condense the body and reshape the soul, pulling the person back from the road to the underworld." The Ghost King laughed heartily.

"He's just bragging. He's not that powerful. He can only heal and repair. Kid, take all of these with you." Bei Feng glared at the Ghost King, then spoke gently to Lu Yueyuan.

Lu Yueyuan shook his head and put the box into his storage ring: "This is enough."

Having given his full account, Lu Yueyuan left the Fengdu Ghost Palace and returned to the immortal boat parked not far away.

Arrogance and jealousy were still there waiting for him.

Jealousy built more and more gadgets, and those small mechanical creations have begun to function. They can perform some basic tasks, such as cleaning and cooking.

Arrogance has been cultivating all along. She doesn't need to eat and is also skilled in cleansing magic. Recently, for some reason, her faith in the Holy Emperor has wavered, and she can't go any further on this path.

Is it that her faith is not pure enough, or that her understanding has diminished?

With an arrogant sigh, she realized that her comprehension was indeed too low; after all, she had barely broken through to the Dao-Mastering Realm using a secret treasure.

And recently... no, I shouldn't say recently, but I don't know when it started, she has become more and more concerned about Lu Yueyuan. Every time she talks to him, she feels a throbbing in the depths of her soul, and then there is that strange feeling.

It's hard to explain, hard to define.

She had already offered sacrifices in an attempt to sense the Holy Emperor, but he simply wouldn't respond. When she asked Lu Yueyuan, he vaguely replied that now was the crucial moment.

The so-called critical moment is when you enter the realm outside the veil of darkness.

That was the realm of death, devoid of any trace of the living. There, besides the boundless wasteland, were only wandering souls.

Despite Lu Yueyuan's nonchalant demeanor, Aoman knew that he was actually quite nervous.

...Huh? How did she know?

It's strange, isn't it? It's just that strange. She thought she wasn't familiar with Lu Yueyuan, so why did all sorts of strange sensations come over her after she became his weapon? She subconsciously felt that Lu Yueyuan probably knew the answer, but he just liked to play the riddle and was deliberately not telling her.

Have I seen you a long time ago? Why do I have such complicated feelings for you?

She got no answer. Neither the Holy Emperor nor Lu Yueyuan would say anything; those two were birds of a feather.

In her arrogant eyes, all these things ultimately turned out to be her own wishful thinking.

She kept telling herself to focus on liberating the Holy Emperor, but Lu Yueyuan's voice kept echoing in her mind.

She was almost obsessed, unable to distinguish right from wrong, feeling that the Holy Emperor was now just like Lu Yueyuan.

She even had a crazy idea that maybe the Holy Emperor didn't have an agent, and that Lu Yueyuan was the Holy Emperor's physical body. The Holy Emperor was approaching her now to test her, and that she would become the agent in the future.

Now, her arrogance has grown increasingly frivolous, and she finds it difficult to enter a state of enlightenment, even struggling with the simple act of circulating spiritual energy.

She went out feeling lost and saw Jealousy riding on a small mechanical contraption, playing a suona (a traditional Chinese wind instrument) with a ticking sound. She felt a little envious. How wonderful, so carefree.

Most importantly, Lu Yueyuan values ​​her highly, and everyone likes her. Heh... Arrogance suddenly slapped herself. She was truly possessed. Who Lu Yueyuan liked to be close to was none of her business.

But he broke his promise. He's a hypocrite, always saying that only you are the most important and that no one else should be involved, but what happened?

"arrogant."

Arrogance snapped back to reality, looking at Lu Yueyuan: "Ah? Proxy, sir, you're back?"

Lu Yueyuan's eyes shone with golden light as he calmly looked at Arrogance.

He saw that Pride and himself were entangled in a mess of threads, some red, some black, and even some a mixture of red and black, countless in number. He took out a box from his storage ring and threw it to Pride.

"It's for you."

"what is this?"

"Gift."

"A gift, a gift for me?"

"Ah."

Why are you suddenly giving me a gift?

"I'm afraid you'll chop me up."

"Hey?"

"Just kidding," Lu Yueyuan said. "This is a pill refined by the Ghost King. It can save your life in a critical moment. You can keep it."

Chapter 103: I hope you live on, until 3.8 billion years from now (6k)

In order to deal with Qing Zaishan, who has been hiding his powers, Lu Yueyuan is determined to use all his strength.

Aside from using his trump cards only when absolutely necessary, Lu Yueyuan collaborated with the Fengdu Ghost Mansion, quickly gaining their approval based on his understanding of them in the simulation, and even risking his life to help them dispel the threat of death.

This is no easy task.

However, with Lu Yueyuan's preparations and the Holy Emperor's protection, death was not insurmountable.

In addition, from an efficiency perspective, the area outside the Netherworld is also a very suitable place to improve combat experience. In order to prepare for the upcoming decisive battle, Pride should also be upgraded.

As a tool, she needs to become sharper.

Lu Yueyuan: "This is the technique I'm going to teach you. How is it? Not difficult, right?"

Arrogance opened her eyes; she had already finished absorbing the energy.

This is indeed a very ingenious technique, and it fits her celestial phenomena and magical artifacts perfectly, as if it were tailor-made for her.

She looked at Lu Yueyuan: "I don't think it's that difficult. With a few more practice sessions, I should be able to master it."

Lu Yueyuan nodded.

Arrogance's innate magical artifact and extraordinary abilities are actually quite good, with a high potential for development. As long as he is more confident, challenging opponents of higher levels is not a problem.

But ironically, beneath his arrogance lay a touch of inferiority.

While failure is the mother of success, a mother's "lessons" for her child are often merciless. Therefore, prolonged failure not only fails to bring one closer to success but can also leave one utterly devastated. Lu Yueyuan was quite certain that arrogance needed to be built on self-confidence, and this self-confidence could not come from faith in the Holy Emperor but rather from within oneself.

Only in that way can her abilities be fully developed, and arrogance will become the best weapon in Lu Yueyuan's hands.

Lu Yueyuan said, "In battle, we must maintain the utmost respect, not be afraid, not back down, and not act recklessly. We must always be clear that battle is a life-or-death struggle; it is either you or me who dies."

He nodded arrogantly.

She thought for a moment, then said, "I'm going to find the dead souls to practice fighting. What are you and Jealousy going to do?"

Lu Yueyuan said, "Jealousy will stay by my side. I need to build an altar in a certain place. During the process of building it, dead souls will come from all directions in an endless stream. Your task is to protect me."

He paused, then said, "This process will take about ten days. During these ten days, you can use your natal magic weapon and celestial phenomena, but you can only use the techniques I teach you. Do you understand?"

He said arrogantly and anxiously, "What if I can't stop them?"

Lu Yueyuan looked at her calmly: "Then jealousy and I can only die."

"Hey?"

“I need to focus on making the altar, and in the realm of the dead, even the Holy Emperor cannot offer protection. Therefore, I am most vulnerable during these ten days. So if you cannot stop the dead souls, then Jealousy and I will only die—do you think that child can stop them?”

His arrogant face instantly turned deathly pale: "Even if you wanted me to have a real fight, there's no need..."

Lu Yueyuan interrupted her: "It's necessary. If you can't even deal with the dead souls, don't even think about fighting the other guardians."

"But we don't even have Ming Huaiwei..."

“Ming Huaiwei held back,” Lu Yueyuan said. “If she had used her full power of Returning to the Void from the beginning, I wouldn’t have had any chance. And are you going to attribute the victory to the enemy’s mercy? Even if the guardians of the meridians can hold back, what about the Four Gods’ agents? Can they do the same?”

He muttered arrogantly, unable to speak.

That's just the kind of person she is; if Lu Yueyuan is even slightly assertive, she immediately backs down.

Having finished explaining his arrogance, and seeing that the immortal ship had already entered the Netherworld and was about to reach the outside of it, Lu Yueyuan contacted the Holy Emperor one last time.

He whispered in his mind, "Then, let's proceed according to the plan we agreed upon."

The Holy Emperor chuckled, like a child about to do something naughty, and replied, "If arrogance cannot meet the conditions, then I will not bestow the blessing."

"I believe in her, she definitely will."

"That's outrageous! You kept killing her before, and now you're trying to use her. Do you think she'll hate you if she finds out?"

Lu Yueyuan said, "Whether it's love or hate, it doesn't matter to me. To be honest, this is the last time. I don't know how far I can go. If she wants my life, she can take it anytime."

The Holy Emperor was displeased again: "You are now my representative, how can you speak of life so lightly? Do you really wish to throw yourself into the arms of the god of death?"

Lu Yueyuan said, "I'm just stating the objective facts. Don't worry, if it really comes to the worst, I'll go to the Netherworld Sea to be with you."

"Okay, I'll wait for you."

buzzing-

The celestial ship, sailing through the darkness, trembled violently before finally breaking through the darkness.

The vast and boundless land of death, a dimly lit space with only black and white light.

No living creatures live here; only dead souls wander here.

Two dead souls sitting on the hill looked up and saw light falling from the sky.

boom!

The white light engulfed everything, and the two dead souls vanished into nothingness before they could even utter a scream.

The celestial boat descended from the sky and gradually dissipated, leaving Lu Yueyuan and the other two on the ground.

He gazed into the distance, where countless dead souls, like densely packed black dots, wandered about.

This is the highest point.

With a flick of his wrist, Lu Yueyuan released a dark gold hexagonal prism from his storage ring, which then spun and rose into the air.