Meng Po's Mount

You know, if you hadn't brought it up, Xiao Ran really would have forgotten about it.

That Nine-Lives Flood Dragon had claimed to be the White Emperor's mount. Besides him, there were also Star Swallowing Colt, Eight-legged Earth Dragon, Six-winged Golden Insect, Golden Mane Howl, and several others.

Some of them were even mounts belonging to the masters of the Six Heavenly Palaces.

Those mounts had run rampant for years, and the entire Underworld had been powerless to stop them. That was because their masters were all people with immense power and influence.

But in the City of Wrongful Deaths, they had all become stepping stones for Xiao Ran, each sentenced to a hundred thousand years in hell.

Even with time flowing faster in the Netherworld, those beasts would still have to spend an extremely long time there.

And by doing this, Xiao Ran had thoroughly humiliated the masters behind them.

If Xiao Ran went to ask them for help now...

Heh...

Guess how warmly they'd welcome him.

Now Xiao Ran was at a loss, too.

"Then we won't go to the masters of the Six Heavenly Palaces. Are there any other powerful figures in Fengdu?" Xiao Ran looked at Chongshan, Cao Shi, and the others.

"There are, of course, but not many powerful enough to deal with a thing like the Guai Creature. If you went to the City of Wrongful Deaths now, Senior Brother, you could ask Celestial Master Zhong for help. But here in Fengdu..."

Chongshan and the others wore grave expressions.

For a moment, they genuinely couldn't think of anyone who could help.

"Boss!" Cao Shi suddenly smacked his forehead. "I can think of someone."

"Who?" Xiao Ran asked, glancing at him.

Cao Shi leaned close and spoke quietly in Xiao Ran's ear. "This person keeps