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and outlook are different from ours.His aura was too complex, those who played with power were both righteous and evil, his heart was probably unfathomable to anyone.Perhaps seeing my expression of he..."You, you said you weren't here to kill and steal treasure! That's, that's mine... No one is allowed to take it!" He seemed to come back to life, struggling to get up from the ground!

I took two steps back and shook my head. “If you wanted to kill and steal, why would I have saved you in the first place! That little demon inside you won’t be long before it kills you. Once you’re dead, what do you care about treasures or magic artifacts You’ll have nothing left, your life is more important, isn’t it”

His body simply wouldn't allow him to do strenuous exercise. I looked at Jiang Qiyun and whispered, "Perhaps... perhaps we should save people first Could you take me to a place with signal so I can call for rescue..."

Jiang Qiyun let out a cold snort: "This place is so desolate, even if the doctor came, it's estimated that dragging him back would just be a waste of time."

"What are we going to do then Will you save people" I asked hopefully.

The Nether Clerk, who was following Jiang Qiyun and listening to his commands, bent down and whispered, “….My Lady, you’re really joking. Our Lord Emperor is a revered god of the Underworld. In simple terms, he only deals with the dead… saving people”

Oh... I asked a stupid question.

Jiang Qiyun frowned slightly and said, "One reaps what one sows. Just looking at him, you can tell he's taking the wrong path. What does it matter what karmic obstacles he faces If he dies now and goes to the underworld, wouldn't it be the same to question him there"

Well, judging the dead is much simpler than judging the living, for the gods of the underworld.

"But he's still angry, I need to borrow his magic treasure from him, could you...could you...maybe give me some leniency..." I flushed red and looked at Jiang Qiyun.

My voice was as small as a mosquito's, and in this bustling night wind, I couldn't even hear myself "hum."

But Jiang Qiyun heard it, he smiled wryly, folded his arms and shook his head.

I thought he had rejected me, and for a moment I didn't know what to do. My phone had no signal, there was absolutely no one around, and even if I wanted to call for help, I didn't know where the nearest village was. Or should I just try running

Maybe if we run a distance, there will be signal

Jiang Qiyun grabbed my arm. "What do you want to do"

"Hmm... let's try calling. Maybe we'll get signal if we walk further away." I replied.

He let out a helpless sigh and pinched my face, saying, "Mu Xiaoqiao, do you have to be so kind"

"This isn't about being kind or not, it's about trying to save them while there's still a chance. Otherwise, wouldn't I be indirectly killing and stealing Not saving someone in need is also a form of murder." I said anxiously.

He's different from ordinary people. Celestial beings and gods shouldn't interfere with human affairs, I understand that. Then there's no problem if I try my best, right

I tried to wriggle out of Jiang Qiyun's grip. He glared at me fiercely, "He hurt you, that account hasn't been settled with him yet, even in the underworld."

"It's just a minor injury," I quickly explained.

Jiang Qiyun pulled up my sleeve, and underneath the windbreaker, my forearm was deformed and swollen, with a bruise that stood out.

"Just a scratch" he glared at me coldly.

I kept silent, afraid to speak. Even the slightest touch made me wince in pain. I don't know if any bones are broken.

"Mu Xia Qiao." Jiang Qiyun frowned and said, "You..."

He let out a long sigh, a self-deprecating smile on his face: "… Seemingly weak, the stubbornness in my bones has never changed."

Then, he raised his hand and cast a spell, summoning a shadowy official with a tall hat behind him.

I have seen this official before. His hat and clothing are different from ordinary officials, looking quite grand and luxurious. His position must be extraordinary.

It was this corrupt official who allowed me to witness Jiang Qiyun's commanding presence and his way of directing his subordinates with a mere glance.

As soon as the underworld official appeared, several of his attendants summoned the local Earth God. Another one wearing a felt hat - the local Earth Gods really have their own regional characteristics here.

Guodaxiener, who was lying on the ground, pointed with a finger at Jiang Qiyun.

The big and small yamen officials immediately turned to whisper amongst themselves, passing the news down layer by layer. Then, that official with particularly elaborate attire, respectfully presented the Book of Life and Death.

Jiang Qiyun turned his head and glanced at him, saying coldly: "According to the law of rewarding good and punishing evil, this person has damaged the immortal official of the underworld. Thirty years have been deducted... However, his life is not meant to be cut short. The immortal official shows compassion and forgiveness, giving him a helping hand, adding another twenty years."

"Yes." The Yin official respectfully disappeared with the little ghost messenger.

My Adda and Meng in my bag, feeling so many colleagues appearing, vying to come forward, nestled on the edge of my bag, whispered in admiration: "Our venerable god is truly cold-faced and selfless, dealing with things one by one."

OMG! You're lying through your teeth!

Jiang Qiyun was clearly angry, but he made the punishment so "official" and impersonal. It was incredibly cold and detached!

"Little Imperial Sister, it's not that simple. How many mortals can receive the aid of divine beings This is his virtue depleted, karma borne by Heaven. If His Majesty doesn't save him, even if he lives, he'll be a cripple and suffer greatly! He might even find death preferable to life, but he wouldn't be able to die!" Ameng hurriedly explained to me.

"But since the Celestial Emperor is now planning to save him, it's his great fortune! With a celestial deity taking action, he's suffered far less pain. This is all due to his good fortune!"

"So the Celestial Emperor did this, completely within the rules of Heaven's burden-bearing, giving him a little punishment. It's better than dying and living an extra thirty years, or even living another twenty years well, that's a gain for him."

After hearing Amy's explanation, I felt a little more at ease.

Jiang Qiyun is definitely more thorough than me when it comes to doing things.

"...And a sentence of the Immortal's compassion and forgiveness, granting help, all the merit goes to you. Sigh sigh, too much love for his wife~" Ah Meng was suddenly possessed by a lemon essence.

Jiang Qiyun's cold gaze swept over, scaring Ah Meng and Ah Dai back into my backpack where they continued to quietly act like two lotus roots.

I can't spare a thought for the red-robed ghost wailing in the hole now. I walk to Jiang Qiyun's side, bowing my head with an apologetic air.

He worries too much about me.

"Sorry..." I whispered an apology.

If he wasn't followed by a ghost, I would have hugged him for warmth.

Jiang Qiyun lowered his gaze and looked at me, saying nothing. He only curved his fingers and gently brushed across my face.

That icy touch, like jade, made my nose a little sour.

I used to say he forced me, humiliated me and hurt me, disregarding my will, using both me and the child as tools...

I am but a mere mortal ant. My existence is insignificant, negligible compared to the world, all beings, and the three realms ten directions.

but received his merciful compassion.

And, love.

》》》

Jiang Qiyun, once he sets his mind on doing something, he will ignore everything around him.

Occasionally, he would give a few people face, but most of the time, he did whatever he wanted and nobody dared to object.

Such a deity who commands life and death, with the Underworld as their domain, would even consider my affairs. This is already the greatest fortune I could ever ask for.

My mind was in a daze, my eyes and heart filled with the image of his figure hunting under the moonlit sky amidst rolling clouds and howling winds.

I didn't notice when the little boy appeared, until he creeped up beside my shoulder and whispered mischievously, "Oh~~ Little Empress~~ Do you love Lord Di Jun even more now~~ Hee hee... Give birth to a few more little fairies and little immortals for us to play with!"

Are you born

The moment I heard the word, my whole body trembled with fear.oism, "nine" is an imaginary number, symbolizing "the utmost." The Nine Netherworlds even represent the deepest level of hell.That imposing black fortress, I presume, is the deepest level of the Nine...