Upsetting the Underworld

"Hehehe... Sun Wukong, your lifespan has ended. Quickly come with us to the Underworld!"

The one speaking was the White Impermanence, dressed in white, with a white face and white hat, holding a mourning stick.

"Little White, why so much nonsense? Once I hook this monkey's soul, we'll just drag him away!"

Fan Wushe, with his dark, charcoal-like face, clearly had little patience.

The Soul-Hooking Lock in his hand flashed with a faint blue light, and without another word, he aimed it directly at Sun Wukong's soul.

The sharp hook flew towards Sun Wukong, but it was not blocked by his body.

The Soul-Hooking Lock only hooks souls!

Half a second.

Sun Wukong's right hand was already entangled by the Soul-Hooking Lock, and he felt his body become light and floaty.

He looked back and saw the golden-furred monkey lying on the ground in coarse cloth clothes, stiff as a straight pole!

His soul had been hooked?!

"Old Black Ghost, you dare to hook my soul, you have some nerve!"

Sun Wukong glared fiercely at the Black and White Impermanence before him, but his heart was already in turmoil!

What the immortal in the river had said, and what was recorded in the Primordial Diary, were all coming true now!

It seemed the journey to the West was also true!

While Sun Wukong was shocked, his mind began to race.

The immortal in the water was not here now. It seemed his only hope to break free was that diary!

The Black Impermanence, holding the other end of the Soul-Hooking Lock, said with a dark face, "Monkey, you are already dead and cannot remain in the mortal realm! Come with us obediently, lest we resort to forceful measures!"

Although Sun Wukong had learned various skills, his strength was naturally greatly diminished with his body and soul separated.

As a Ghost Messenger, the Black Impermanence was fully confident in carrying out his orders to hook the soul.

"Nonsense! I, Old Sun, have learned the Immortality Technique, how could I possibly be dead? You must be an abusive dog ghost messenger, asking for a beating!"

Sun Wukong flicked his arm, only to find he couldn't break the iron chain.

Had his strength already been restricted by this Soul-Hooking Lock?

The monkey was confused, but he saw the Black and White Impermanence reveal smug smiles, confirming his thoughts.

"Fine, since my lifespan has ended, I will naturally go with you to the Underworld. Lead the way!"

The White Impermanence was stunned. Why was this monkey suddenly so agreeable?

He had been planning to give the monkey a couple of whacks with his mourning stick!

"Since that's the case, quickly escort Sun Wukong back to the Underworld."

The White Impermanence said to the Black Impermanence.

"Okay."

Sun Wukong obediently followed behind the Black and White Impermanence.

On one hand, he wanted to see what would happen next. On the other hand, Sun Wukong kept flipping through the Primordial Notebook · Supplementary Volume, hoping the mysterious person behind it would write down some guiding words.

But as they walked, Sun Wukong kept opening the diary.

Unfortunately, apart from the first page, no additional text appeared.

As Sun Wukong grew anxious, he saw a gloomy gate appear in front of him, with three large characters on the plaque.

Ghost Gate Pass!

Stepping through the Ghost Gate Pass meant truly entering the Underworld.

The living were not allowed.

Only the dead could enter!

Ox-Head and Horse-Face were already waiting at the entrance.

"Brother Ox, Brother Horse, Sun Wukong is now in your hands."

The Black Impermanence released the chain, and after completing the handover, he and the White Impermanence departed.

The burly and tall Ox-Head and Horse-Face stared at Sun Wukong before them, scrutinizing him as if examining an object.

This was the Stone Monkey born from a spiritual stone of heaven and earth?

They heard he had even caught the attention of the higher-ups. Now, looking at him, he didn't seem all that impressive!

"Let's go. After passing the Ghost Gate Pass, there's still a long way to go."

Horse-Face, seeing Sun Wukong constantly peeking into his embrace, couldn't help but urge him on.

Sun Wukong sighed. The diary still hadn't updated.

What should he do!

After the Ghost Gate Pass came the eight hundred li of the Yellow Springs Road.

The Shore Flowers bloomed on both sides, like an unquenchable karmic fire.

At the end of the Yellow Springs Road was the River of Forgetfulness, where a foul wind raged.

The blood-yellow River of Forgetfulness was filled with lonely souls and wild ghosts, who endured a thousand years of torment just to find their loved ones!

"Guest, would you like a bowl of Meng Po's Soup? We're having a special promotion right now, with a chance to win a prize: another bowl!"

A withered old woman held a pitch-black soup bowl and spoke to Sun Wukong.

Sun Wukong looked at the viscous liquid in the bowl and frowned, "No, no, this old monkey doesn't like soup!"

He then said to Ox-Head and Horse-Face, "Hurry up and take me to see King Yama."

Ox-Head and Horse-Face said nothing.

"That won't do. If you don't drink this Meng Po's Soup, you won't be able to cross the Bridge of Helplessness."

Meng Po revealed a sinister smile and immediately handed the soup to Sun Wukong, "If you can't cross the Bridge of Helplessness, you'll just have to soak in the River of Forgetfulness. Drink Meng Po's Soup, forget all the karma from this life, and you can reincarnate sooner."

I can't drink it!

Sun Wukong understood that if he truly drank this soup, he would be dead in the truest sense of the word!

Chen Tong didn't know how long he had slept.

When he woke up, he had no idea how many cycles of day and night had passed.

"I almost slept like a log. I wonder how the monkey is doing. I just woke up, and for some reason, I feel like writing something..."

Others get inspired to write poetry when they drink.

Chen Tong wanted to write in his diary after waking up.

He took out his Diary, and his pen tip was already dancing across the page.

[I won't write about the weather today. The weather is getting colder, and a single dog like me should add more clothes. I just woke up, so there's not much to write about. I'll just write about that Sun Wukong again!]

[Speaking of which, Sun Wukong will be captured and brought to the Underworld later. Then, the Underworld's inhabitants, under the Jade Emperor's instruction, will deliberately let him change the name on the Book of Life and Death. But all of this is just a conspiracy.]

[If the monkey really does this, then the subsequent developments will naturally proceed as those guys planned.]

[It's a shame only I understand these things. If only the monkey understood too...]

Sun Wukong had intended to kill his way to the Hall of the King of Hell and cross out his name himself if the Diary didn't show any signs of working.

But when he opened it, the Diary had updated!

Upon opening it, he was enraged once more!

"So, everything this old monkey thought was within their calculations. In that case, this old monkey will do more than just cross out a name. I will turn this Underworld upside down!"

Sun Wukong let out a cold snort and smashed the Meng Po's Soup onto the ground.

"You, are you trying to rebel?!"

Meng Po exclaimed in shock, trembling with anger.

"Rebel?" The monkey cupped his hand to his ear, his eyes seeming to burn with flames, "I will shatter this Underworld!"