At the edge of Spirit City of the Underworld stood a private residence built in a classical style.
Very few people went near the estate. Every jailer and staff member living in the underworld knew that the most senior and longest-serving of Huaxia Country's three Jailer Ministers lived here.
By the pond in the residence's backyard, Elder Wu sat on a small wooden chair with a fishing line lowered into the water. Yet with even the slightest perception, one could tell there was not a single living creature in the pond. There was nothing to fish for.
However, Elder Wu was not truly fishing. He used the tranquil setting of angling to empty his mind, allowing himself to perceive the profound knowledge within higher-dimensional spaces. At the same time, he used the clear pond before him to gain insight into the entire human world.
But at that moment, the silver line hanging vertically into the water without a ripple somehow snapped in the middle.
"Hmm?"
Elder Wu's eyes suddenly opened, and the laws of spatial comprehension spilling from within him dissipated. He frowned deeply.
"What is this sudden great calamity that has befallen my disciple? The human world's assimilation rate has remained at 40% without any change. My true body still cannot intervene. I can only hope that brat Zhang Chen can help my disciple survive this ordeal."
Chong Ying, seated in the sixth seat, had unexpectedly carried a trace of hostility in her words toward Wang Yizhi.
Although Green Ghost wanted to smile at the sight, his face remained calm as he continued answering Wang Yizhi's earlier question.
"Faceless gave her all the Corrosive Heart Water he brought back from the Chaos Realm to drink. Of course, that was entirely Faceless's own decision. I tried to stop him