Little Underworld Soul Retriever? Don't Make Me Go to the Little Underworld and Beat You Up

After taking a sip of Baijiu, the three princesses choked and coughed one after another. The baijiu had a high Baijiu content, and they had never drunk such a strong Baijiu before. It was their first time drinking it, and they were a little unaccustomed to it.

To relieve the burning sensation in their throats and lower abdomens, the three of them instinctively picked up their chopsticks and ate a few slices of beef.

More than two thousand years ago, Lance taught them how to use chopsticks.

"Drink slowly, this Baijiu is strong."

"It was my first time drinking it, and I wasn't used to it."

Lance smiled and handed the grilled skewers to Christine and the big vampire, and also let Meredith try some of his skewers.

After eating Lance's skewers, Meredith instantly lost her appetite for grilling. She sat down opposite Christine and waited for Lance's skewers.

"You'll feel more comfortable chatting when you eat and drink, and get a little tipsy. You often drink red wine, so you should have experienced that tipsy state before."

"You want to get us drunk?"

"You're overthinking it. Even if I get you drunk, I'll still have to send you back to the capital."

Meredith stared at Lance for a while, then picked up the bottle and took another sip of Baijiu. Lance was right about one thing: a slightly tipsy state is more suitable for chatting.

Christine and the Great Vampire were relatively quiet. After more than two thousand years, they were unsure what to chat about with Lance Lance.

They weren't like Meredith, the Succubus, who talked to Lance about everything.

Ultimately, they were still a little reserved.

Having a little alcohol, being slightly tipsy, will allow me to communicate better with Lance.

Lance hadn't thought that far ahead. The Baijiu he brewed wasn't ordinary Baijiu; it was Medicinal Wine. Even Extraordinary Person could get drunk from drinking too much of it.

If Meredith, Christine, and the Great Vampire Krasitihela drink enough, they'll still get drunk.

In the beginning, he brewed ordinary Baijiu. Later Baijiu, he discovered that Baijiu was suitable for both humans and ordinary Extraordinary Person.

It was not suitable for him, a dragon, to drink. Realizing this, he began to improve it, slowly brewing some Baijiu that was suitable for him to drink. After nearly five hundred years of experimentation, he slowly brewed Medicinal Wine that was suitable for him to drink.

It can also be called an extraordinary Medicinal Wine.

To prevent the Baijiu from being too monotonous, he also brewed some fruit-flavored Baijiu, which has a lower Baijiu content but a higher alcohol content than Fruit Wine.

Why did you leave the abyss back then? To go to the human world?

"Because by then I had already achieved my predetermined goal, the abyss no longer held any appeal for me. If I hadn't left the abyss then and had continued to stay there, I could probably guess what my daily life would have been like."

That's not the kind of everyday life I want.

After downing half a bottle of Baijiu, Meredith took a couple more Baijiu, her cheeks slowly flushing red. "If you had stayed there back then, what would your daily life have been like?"

Lance placed the grilled meat skewers and vegetables on the table, glanced at the barbecue and the few remaining skewers, and beckoned to Young Dragon: "Didn't you guys say you wanted to have some drinks? Come on over, the rest of the skewers are yours, and I have some fruit-flavored Baijiu here, you can have that too."

Upon hearing Lance's words, the five little ones, their bodies, hands, and faces covered in mud, threw their shovels to the ground and ran to Lance with the [Time Capsule] they had dug up.

I received a beautifully packaged fruit-flavored Baijiu from Lance.

The young dragon took the apron from Lance and was responsible for grilling the rest of the barbecue, as her four witch companions didn't know how to grill skewers.

"Who wants to learn how to grill skewers with me? You can earn money if you learn. I'm not charging tuition today, but if you want to learn after today, I'll have to charge you tuition."

"It looks fun, I want to try it."

Medusa Princess Fuleiya, the young Medusa, came to the opposite side of the baby dragon. Upon seeing this, Meredith put the wine bottle on the table, took off her apron, and gave it to Fuleiya.

"Don't change the subject, you haven't answered my question yet."

"Does this question even need an answer? If I hadn't left the abyss back then, there would have been two possible outcomes. One, as the highest judge of the Judgment Royal Court, I would have slowly become a powerful minister. Although I'm not particularly interested in power, I might have had that thought in a state of extreme boredom."

Become a powerful minister, support a puppet ruler, and ignite a war in the abyss.

That's the first possibility. The second possibility is that as we get to know each other better, my relationship with the princesses of the Abyss Royalty gradually becomes more complicated, and as we spend time together day after day, you gradually develop feelings for me.

They start to entangle themselves with me, and even try to get me to assist them in order to get me. As time goes by, our relationship will gradually become ambiguous.

Given my personality, I'm probably the type to have my cake and eat it too. That means I have to seriously reject you all, while simultaneously enjoying the sense of superiority that you admire me and fight over me.

Oh, there's another possibility: subordinates like Suman might gradually develop feelings for me.

You might say it's impossible; with your standards of beauty, you would never like someone as ugly as me.

But you've probably never heard the saying, "I may be ugly, but I'm gentle. Besides, I'm not ugly at all; I even have a little bit of talent."

Therefore, the two possibilities I mentioned are highly likely to occur. Of course, besides these two, there are many other possibilities.

No matter how many possibilities there are, they all boil down to one thing: either I become a powerful minister and focus on my career.

"Either I become a powerful minister, building my career while getting entangled with you all."

Lance explained what might happen if he didn't leave the abyss, a conclusion he had reached after deducing the situation.

Meredith, Christine, and the Great Vampire Krasitihela blushed, wanting to refute, but as the words reached their lips, they felt that such a possibility was not impossible.

A love-hate relationship.

They will continue to target Lance, trying to win Lance over. In their future interactions, it's possible that they will gradually become attracted to Lance.

"So, you mean you chose to leave the Abyss because you were afraid of falling in love with us?" Meredith rested her chin on her hand, looking at Lance with a half-smile.

"To be precise, I chose to leave the abyss because I was afraid that you would fall in love with me."

"You're quite thoughtful. Do you think someone in our position would fall for you?"

There is a very high probability that it will.

Lance smiled and raised his bottle. Meredith, Christine, and the Great Vampire Krasitihela instinctively followed suit, raising their bottles and clinking them against Lance's.

He downed the rest of the wine in two quick gulps.

Lance naturally unscrewed the caps off the remaining bottles of Baijiu on the table and handed the wine to the three of them.

It's almost dawn. A few more bottles and I can go home and sleep.

They all know each other, and if they get drunk, they can sleep in the Devil King City.

Suman will take care of them.

"You're overthinking it. From beginning to end, you've never been one of my criteria for a partner. I don't even have the intention of dating. I just want you to submit to me so that I can prove my strength."

"Your idea is excellent, keep it up. As a princess, you must never be love-struck. Being love-struck will only make you miserable and unambitious in the future."

"Don't focus on romance; concentrate on your career. With your abilities, you'll become Empress who reigns supreme sooner or later."

The domineering Empress Meredith's Peach Blossom Eyes gradually became dreamy. "Empress... that sounds good. If I become the Abyss Empress, would you be my little dog?"

Lance laughed and punched Meredith, spouting wild words.

"If one day an Empress truly appears in the abyss, it will surely be me!"

The Demon Princess Christine tilted her head back and took a big gulp of Baijiu, exuding an aura of dominance.

"Not bad, not bad. I see in you the aura of sweeping across the world and swallowing the eight wastelands. As long as you are willing to open your eyes to the abyss, you may well become the Empress of the abyss."

"This Demon Emperor, others can do it, but you, Christine, can't?!"

Lance praising Christine, isn't that right?

What's the point of staring at him every day? Look to the world, compete for the title of Demon Emperor, and become the Empress who reigns supreme over the Abyss, the ultimate female ruler of the Abyss.

At that time, she will probably have as many suitors as followers.

"If those two can become Empress who look down upon the world, what about me? Can I become Empress who looks down upon the world?"

The Great Vampire Krasitihela got up and walked to Lance's side, placed her hand on Lance's shoulder, leaned close to Lance's face, and asked softly.

"You are just as outstanding as them, so you naturally have the opportunity to become Empress looks down upon the world. The future of the Abyss belongs to the three of you. You will divide the world into three parts. As for who will eventually unify the Abyss, that depends on your abilities."

"And you? Aren't you really interested in the Demon Emperor Position?"

"I'm too busy raising my cubs to compete for the Demon Emperor Position."

The Great Vampire Krasitihela wanted to say something, Lance didn't give her the chance. He secretly tapped Krasitihela with his finger.

The Great Vampire Krasitihela felt a little dizzy.

"You can't hold your liquor very well, you're already drunk? Let me help you lie down for a bit."

Lance got up and helped Krasitihela toward her seat. As he passed Christine, he subtly touched Christine.

Christine felt her head spinning; she wasn't drunk yet, but she thought she might have drunk a bit too much.

Not long after the great vampire sat down in his seat, he lay down on the table and fell into a deep sleep.

Christine put the wine aside, rested her head on her left arm, and closed her eyes, seemingly half asleep.

"Their alcohol tolerance is about the same, but yours seems to be pretty good."

Lance walked around to Meredith's side, and the moment his hand touched Meredith's head, he silently cast a sleeping spell.

Meredith hummed in response, mumbled a few words, and then slumped onto the table, drifting off to sleep.

When Suman saw this, she suspected that Lance had done something wrong, but she dared not say anything.

After all, Lance was her boss and also her mentor.

"Suman, the three of them are drunk. Take them back to the capital and let them get some sleep."

And you?

"I won't be leaving the Abyss for now. I'll be taking the dragon cubs around the major royal cities for the next few days. They can contact me anytime they wake up."

"You're not lying to me, are you?"

"Won't."

Lance smiled and took out five or six bottles of Baijiu from the Diamond Cutter, tossing them to Suman, "Take them back and have a taste."

"Thank you, Lord Lance."

"Go."

Suman used magic to take Christine, the Great Vampire, Meredith away.

Young Dragon and her four friends were having a great time, eating, drinking and chatting.

They would also discuss their dreams from time to time.

Lance took out a rocking chair, lay down on it, and waited quietly for the little ones to get drunk.

They don't have a high alcohol tolerance; a few more bottles and they'll be drunk.

Just as he guessed, the kids did get drunk, but it took them almost three hours to get drunk.

It was already daylight by then.

Seeing this, Lance simply set up an invisibility and disguise array in the area, then lay down on the rocking chair and fell into a deep sleep.

Sleep during the day.

Work at night.

Soul-stealing.

Around 8 p. m., Lance woke up from his deep sleep.

Seeing the young dragon and her four companions lying sprawled on the ground fast asleep, he didn't disturb them. He left a Image Stone and headed to the royal city of the Fallen Angel.

10 PM, Angel City.

The Fallen Angel Justin lay on a rocking chair in his garden, dozing with his eyes closed.

In a state between sleep and wakefulness, he vaguely sensed ripples in the void in front of him. He opened his eyes and saw a death god shrouded in a wide black robe emerge from the void.

He wields Death God Scythe and is bound by soul-reaping chains.

"Death God... No, you're not the Death God of Hell, you're Soul Retriever from the Small Underworld?"

"Lord Justin guessed correctly, I am the Soul Retriever of the Small Underworld. Lord Justin's time to die has come, and the Ghost King has sent me to escort Lord Justin to the Small Underworld. Hmm?"

As if sensing something, the Soul Retriever of the Small Underworld looked up at the blood moon in the sky. He saw a death god shrouded in a black robe walking slowly down from the sky, bathed in the glow of the blood moon.

He seemed to be able to teleport; one second he was in the air, and the next he appeared above the manor. With another step, he appeared directly in front of him.

This isn't Soul Retriever from the Small Underworld, it's a death god from hell! This aura and presence are that of a true death god from hell.

"Fallen Angel Justin, your time to die has come. I have come to guide you to hell. Come with me."

"The Soul Retriever of the Small Underworld wanted to guide me, and now you, the god of death from hell, also want to guide me. Why don't you two fight? Whoever wins will guide me?"

Lance, shrouded in the black robes of death, glanced at the Small Underworld Soul Retriever not far from him.

The Small Underworld even wants to guide the souls of Fallen Angel; does it really want to grow bigger and stronger?

To create new glories?

"Go back. The soul of the Fallen Angel Justin will be taken by Hell. You had better stop using the name of ' Small Underworld ' to collect souls."

"The affairs of our Small Underworld are none of your business, you Grim Reaper of Hell."

"The Grim Reaper of Hell has no right to interfere in the Small Underworld, but I do."

Lance suddenly raised his hand and slapped the Small Underworld Soul Retriever, turning the death god's black robe on the Small Underworld Soul Retriever into Black Mist.

"Go back. In a while, I will personally go to the Small Underworld."