"D-destroy his company?"
Immortal Wuyun and the Interception Sect True Spirits who had just been freed looked at one another, utterly bewildered by Xiruan's bold declaration.
Their Little Ancestor seemed to be... going to demand justice on their behalf?
"Little Senior Sister, you mustn't!"
A gentle-looking female immortal with delicate features hurriedly urged her, her expression anxious.
She was a disciple of Guiling Holy Mother, and the gentlest of them all.
"Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva is a mighty quasi-sage with vast supernatural powers. He also has the Two Saints of the West backing him. You... you can't possibly be his match alone!"
They had been imprisoned here for countless cycles, enduring the torment of Ksitigarbha's vows day and night. They knew firsthand how terrifying he was.
The Little Senior Sister before them had made an awe-inspiring entrance, smashing open the City of the Wrongly Dead with a single blow from her milk bottle. She seemed incredibly powerful, but she was still only a three-and-a-half-year-old child.
They couldn't bear to let her take such a risk.
"That's right, Little Senior Sister!"
"You came to save us, and we're already grateful beyond words. We'll never forget it! Please take Senior Sister Wudang and leave! Don't worry about us!"
"Exactly! We're content just to see the light of day again and look upon our fellow disciples one more time! We can't drag you into this!"
The Interception Sect True Spirits all spoke up to dissuade her.
The Investiture of the Gods had already brought disaster upon their Master and the entire Interception Sect.
How could they let it drag their Master's daughter into trouble too?
They would rather their souls be scattered than see anything happen to the Little Senior Sister.
"What's there to be afraid of?"
Xiruan looked at their worried faces and waved her little hand dismissively.
"That bald factory manager already ran away when I beat him up! He's all show and no substance. He looks impressive, but he's useless!"
What?!
At her words, the City of the Wrongly Dead fell silent once more.
Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva... the quasi-sage who had held the Underworld in his grip for countless years, the one even the Saints feared... had been driven off by her?
Could that be true?
They looked at Xiruan's cherubic, innocent face, which practically screamed "I'm super fierce," and didn't know whether to believe such an unbelievable tale.
"Everything the senior said is true!"
Holy Mother Wudang's face shone with pride and fervor as she spoke up in Xiruan's defense.
"Just now, that fool Ksitigarbha brought out the Twelve-Grade Karmic Fire Red Lotus and tried to harm the senior!"
"But the senior blew out the flames that filled the sky with a single breath!"
"In the end, Ksitigarbha didn't even dare utter a threat. He fled with his tail between his legs!"
With every sentence she spoke, the Interception Sect True Spirits' mouths fell open a little wider. When she finished, they were all left stunned.
She... blew out the Crimson Lotus Karma Fire? What... what kind of terrifying power was that?
Their eyes on Xiruan changed in an instant. Their gratitude and affection turned into boundless adoration and fervor!
No wonder!
No wonder she'd smashed open the City of the Wrongly Dead's gates so casually with a milk bottle and rescued them from their plight!
She wasn't a child who needed protection at all!
She was an unfathomably powerful Great Being, far beyond the level of a quasi-sage! A savior who had come to lead the Interception Sect back to its former glory!
"The Interception Sect... is saved!!"
"Heavens have answered our prayers!!"
Immortal Wuyun could no longer contain his excitement. Tears filled his eyes as he bowed before Xiruan.
"This disciple, Immortal Wuyun, is willing to follow Little Senior Sister for all eternity and brave any danger for her!"
"We're all willing to follow Little Senior Sister! We'll restore the Interception Sect to its former glory!"
"Rumble—"
Thousands of Interception Sect True Spirits dropped to their knees in unison, their expressions fervent as their voices shook the depths of the Underworld!
"Okay, okay, get up. The ground's cold."
Xiruan hated it when people kept kneeling at the drop of a hat. What a hassle.
"I told you, I'm here to save you. Now everyone, come with me! We're going to get that bald factory manager to pay our wages!"
Just as she was about to charge toward Ksitigarbha's lair,
a sudden gust of cold wind swept over the City of the Wrongly Dead, filling the air with ghostly energy.
Two familiar figures arrived with more than ten thousand Yin Soldiers and Ghost Generals, surrounding the entire city in a dense formation.
They were Black and White Impermanence, whom Xiruan had tied up earlier.
"How dare you, demon! You've raided the City of the Wrongly Dead and released its prisoners! This crime deserves death!"
Black Impermanence pointed his Crying Stick at Xiruan and shouted.
This time, he'd brought plenty of reinforcements.
He had summoned every elite Ghost General from the Underworld's First Hall. He'd even spent a fortune in the Youming Blood Sea to hire several Ghost Kings whose strength rivaled Taiyi Golden Immortals to help him!
He refused to believe that all these people still couldn't take down one little girl!
Last time, he'd let his guard down and failed to dodge. This time, he'd get back everything he was owed—with interest!
White Impermanence swayed the Soul Snatching Chain in his hand and gave a sinister laugh.
"Little girl, you ignored the road to heaven and barged right into the gates of hell!"
"Today, I, Seventh Master, will show you what it means to have your soul truly scattered!"
The two of them had just gone to report what had happened to the other Ten Yama Kings, only to find them all acting like cowards.
They couldn't stomach the humiliation, so they'd decided to raise their own troops, recruit reinforcements from the Blood Sea, and return in force to settle the score.
The little girl might have a few strange tricks, but she was still all alone.
They had an army of more than ten thousand, with Ghost Kings to lead them!
They could drown her in spit alone!
Xiruan hadn't expected the two defeated underlings she'd beaten and hung up to come back with a whole swarm of shrimp soldiers and crab generals to cause trouble for her.
"Oh, it's you two again?" She waved her milk bottle. "What, didn't you get enough of a beating last time?"
"Want me to tie you up again?"
Black and White Impermanence's faces darkened instantly.
"Don't get cocky!" Black Impermanence howled furiously. "Today we have an army of more than ten thousand! And Ghost Kings from the Blood Sea to back us up! We'll send you to the Eighteen Levels of Hell, where you'll never be reincarnated!"
"Oh? Is that so?"
Xiruan pursed her little lips, completely unfazed by his threat.
She glanced back at the thousands of Interception Sect employees who had just been freed.
Then she looked at the dense ranks of Ghost Soldiers and Ghost Generals.
She counted the people on her side with a little finger, then counted those on the other side.
She reached a simple conclusion.
They had fewer people.
The other side had more.
If they got into a brawl, being outnumbered would put them at a disadvantage.
What should she do?
Xiruan thought for a moment.
Got it!
She pulled a small, ancient-looking flag from her little apron.
It was golden yellow, embroidered with the sun, moon, and stars, as well as mountains, rivers, plants, and trees. A vast, weighty aura of the earth emanated from it.
It was the Top-grade Innate Spirit Treasure—the Wuji Apricot Yellow Banner—that she'd borrowed from that mean old Yuanshi Tianzun to play with!
"Th-that's... the Chan Sect's treasure, the Wuji Apricot Yellow Banner?!"
Holy Mother Wudang's pupils shrank as she cried out in shock.
How did the senior get that magical treasure?
It was Uncle Yuanshi's treasure!
Could it be... before coming to the Underworld, the senior had also gone to the Jade Void Palace?
And done something to Uncle Yuanshi too...?
She didn't dare think any further. If she did, she feared her Dao Heart would collapse on the spot.
...Xiruan had planned to bring out the little flag at her Daddy's company's New Year party to cheer on the employees.
Now she could put it to use early.
She tossed the Wuji Apricot Yellow Banner into the air, cleared her throat, and cried out in a babyish voice:
"Employees behind me, don't be scared!"
"They may have more people, but we have cheats!"
"Minions, transform for me!"
At her command, the Wuji Apricot Yellow Banner suspended in midair suddenly blazed with light!
Streams of Primordial Qi poured down, instantly enveloping the Interception Sect True Spirits below.
Under the horrified gazes of Black and White Impermanence and the Ghost Soldiers and Ghost Generals,
the thousands of Interception Sect True Spirits, who had been so weak moments ago, suddenly sprouted suits of gleaming golden armor, magnificent and imposing!
Their empty hands filled with swords, spears, and halberds formed from golden light!
Their once-flickering bodies became solid, and their listless auras surged higher and higher beneath the force of that immense power!
Heavenly Immortals!
True Immortals!
Mystic Immortals!
Golden Immortals!
Immortal Wuyun, Immortal Qiushou, and the others, who had already been at the peak of the Da Luo Golden Immortal realm, saw their auras surge in an instant, as if they were on the verge of breaking through to quasi-sainthood!
In the blink of an eye,
a fearsome golden-armored army of thousands of Golden Immortals and Taiyi Golden Immortals had appeared out of nowhere!
The dazzling golden light illuminated the whole gloomy, terrifying City of the Wrongly Dead as if it were broad daylight!
"What... what kind of demonic sorcery is this?!"
Black and White Impermanence's legs began to tremble.
What kind of joke was this?!
She'd instantly powered up thousands of remnant souls who weren't even Heavenly Immortals into Golden Immortals and Taiyi Golden Immortals?
What kind of heaven-defying method was that? This was absurd!
"Minions!"
Xiruan was very pleased with her handiwork. She waved her little hand and gave the order to attack:
"Charge!"
"For wages! For bonuses! For our year-end dividends!"
"Take them down!"
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