Still Have to Work After Death? The Underworld is Too Dark!

Qin Guang Wang's legs had been cramping the entire way.

He had lived for countless eons and become the head of the Ten Yama Kings, witnessing all sorts of scenes.

But today, he felt all the courage he had accumulated in his life was about to be scared out of him.

Qin Guang Wang listened, his heart pounding, but he didn't dare to retort a single word.

What could he say?

He was afraid that the moment he opened his mouth, that little ancestor would think, "Wow, this is even more fun," and dive right back in.

Using the Tongue-Cutting Hell as a swing and the Intestine-Slitting Hell as a trampoline. The tragic scenes of the Blade Mountain and Sea of Fire were still vivid in his mind.

"You in the black clothes, walk faster! Are you slacking off because you don't want to do this?"

Xiruan's clear voice came from behind him, nearly making Qin Guang Wang kneel on the spot.

"Grand Auntie! I... I'm walking faster now!"

He quickly picked up his pace, cursing Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva in his heart.

It was all that bald monk's fault!

Now look, he had washed his hands of it and run off, leaving him here to be the guide for this little Devil King. What a mess!

The group finally passed through layers of hell and arrived before a colossal black city.

Above the city, black mist billowed, and resentment surged to the heavens. Countless mournful wails of ghosts emanated from within.

A massive plaque hung above the city gate, inscribed with three ferocious characters: City of the Wrongly Dead!

"Grand... Grand Auntie, this is it."

Qin Guang Wang pointed at the terrifying city, his voice trembling slightly.

"Most of the Intercepting Sect's... employees were imprisoned here by Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva."

Xiruan stopped, her small brows immediately furrowing.

She could sense many familiar presences within the city, presences very similar to her father's.

The presences were weak and in pain, as if they might extinguish at any moment.

Those familiar presences were being constantly tormented and bullied by a cold and malevolent force.

It was like the pigsty at Butcher Wang's house in the village. The pigs were confined in a small, smelly sty, constantly starved and whipped by Butcher Wang.

"This is too much!"

Xiruan's small fists clenched tightly. Her little head conjured a tragic scene.

Her father's employees worked hard for him, but after they died, their souls were captured by this black-hearted company called the Underworld.

Even if they were captured, they weren't given wages or food, and they were locked up in this dilapidated, wailing place!

This was even more black-hearted than Zhou Bapi, the most ruthless landlord in the village!

Zhou Bapi at least let his laborers eat their fill, but here, even after death, they had to work overtime, and for free!

"BOOM--"

An indescribable rage erupted from Xiruan's small body.

Wudang Holy Mother and Qin Guang Wang, standing beside her, clearly felt the surrounding air instantly solidify.

"You two, step back a bit."

Xiruan said in a childish voice, her tone ice-cold.

Wudang Holy Mother and Qin Guang Wang instinctively retreated more than ten steps.

Xiruan, without a word, raised the Chaos Baby Bottle above her head with both hands.

"Bad guys' company! Ope--n the door!"

The Chaos Baby Bottle smashed fiercely towards the gate of the City of the Wrongly Dead.

"CRASH--!"

The gate, along with a large section of the city walls on either side, was blasted away by Xiruan!

Qin Guang Wang's mouth hung open, his entire being stunned.

Again... another move!

Did this little ancestor only know this one move?

No matter what she encountered, she just smashed it with a Baby Bottle!

And yet, this move was damn invincible!

"All employees, listen up!"

Xiruan, carrying the Baby Bottle, stood on the ruins and shouted into the city:

"I am the daughter of your boss, Tongtian! My name is Xiruan!"

"I'm here to save you and bring you home!"

"Now! I declare! You are—free!"

The childish voice pierced through the layers of restrictions in the City of the Wrongly Dead, reaching every imprisoned true spirit clearly.

For a moment, the entire City of the Wrongly Dead fell into an eerie silence.

Within the city, countless true spirits of the Intercepting Sect, who were being burned by yin fire, shackled by iron chains, and gnawed by evil spirits, suddenly trembled at the sound.

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Master... when did he have a daughter?

Is this an illusion?

Have they been tormented for too long, their souls disoriented, and are they hallucinating?

Before they could react.

They saw a Baby with Pigtails, wearing a Red Bib, carrying a Baby Bottle, swaggering in.

Her small figure seemed out of place in the grim and terrifying surroundings.

But wherever she went, the usually fierce and terrifying Yakshas and evil spirits responsible for guarding them acted like mice seeing a cat.

They let out terrified screams, exploded into masses of black energy with a "bang," and dissipated into the air.

The chains that bound their true spirits also shattered into pieces before this incredibly domineering power!

Freedom!

They were truly free!

Countless true spirits of the Intercepting Sect stared blankly at the small figure, which was like a little sun, frozen in place.

It's real!

This isn't an illusion!

Someone really came to save them!

"It's Junior Sister! Wuyun Immortal Senior Brother!"

"And Qiushou Immortal Senior Brother! Jinguang Immortal Senior Brother! You... you're all here!"

Wudang Holy Mother was so excited that tears streamed down her face, her voice choked with emotion. She saw too many fellow disciples.

"Senior Sister! It's Wudang Holy Mother Senior Sister!"

"Senior Sister, you're okay too! That's great! Wuwuwu..."

The true spirits of the Intercepting Sect recognized Wudang Holy Mother, and one by one, they excitedly gathered around.

Tens of thousands of years of torment and grievances erupted at this moment, and everyone burst into tears.

Xiruan watched the touching reunion of her employees and felt quite happy.

It seemed this trip wasn't in vain.

She walked up to a true spirit who looked the largest and had the strongest aura.

It was a burly man with a pair of black wings, a rugged face, and an imposing presence, Wuyun Immortal, one of the Seven Immortals who served back then.

Xiruan tilted her small head, sized him up, and then asked very seriously:

"Are you the foreman here?"

Wuyun Immortal was stunned by the sudden question.

Foreman?

What is a foreman?

Although he didn't understand the meaning of the word, he replied with utmost respect: "Disciple Wuyun Immortal, greetings... greetings, Junior Junior Sister?"

He really didn't know how to address the person in front of him.

Call her Uncle-Master? The seniority is wrong.

Call her Miss? It doesn't seem quite appropriate either.

Seeing her young age, calling her Junior Junior Sister should be correct, right?

"I'm asking you," Xiruan didn't care what he called her. She was only concerned with one question now, a very serious question.

"While you're here, did that bald boss pay you wages?"

"Wages?" Wuyun Immortal was even more confused.

"You know, money!"

Xiruan saw that he didn't understand and was so anxious she stomped her foot.

"You're burned by fire and shackled by chains every day here, working so hard. Doesn't he give you even a penny?"

Burned by fire... Chained up... Is this for work?

Wuyun Immortal didn't know how to answer for a moment, only managing a wry smile and a shake of his head:

"Senior Sister, we're imprisoned here, constantly burned by karmic fire day and night. Our souls are about to be ground to dust. How could we... how could we possibly have any wages..."

"What?!"

Upon hearing this, Xiruan's face turned red with indignation, her Pigtails even standing up straight in anger.

Dying and still having to work was one thing!

But working without pay?!

This wasn't just a scummy company anymore! This was a Devil enterprise that ate people and didn't even spit out the bones!

"This is outrageous!"

Xiruan yelled in fury.

"Let's go!"

"We're going to find that bald factory manager right now!"

"Make him cough up all your wages, bonuses, overtime pay, and compensation for emotional distress!"

"If he's short even a single cent, I'll tear down his crappy company today!"