Primordial World: Dad Under House Arrest? I'll Smash Hongjun with My Baby Bottle!
Chapter 41

To Collect Their Wages, They Stormed the Underworld!

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"For the wages!"

"For the bonus!"

"For the year-end dividends!"

The Jie Sect Disciples had eyes only for Little Senior Sister.

"Charge!"

Immortal Wuyun was the first to respond. The boundless battle intent that Ksitigarbha had suppressed for countless ages was utterly ignited at that moment.

His golden armor blazed with dazzling light, and he spread his black wings before charging fearlessly toward the Ghost General army!

"Jie Sect Disciples, charge with me!"

"Roar!"

The Jie Sect Disciples, now armed to the teeth, roared in unison.

One by one, their fighting spirit soared as they followed close behind Immortal Wuyun, charging toward the vast, dark army of Ghost Generals!

At that moment, they were no longer imprisoned remnants of souls. They were the Jie Sect Disciples of old, who had once shaken the Primeval World and drawn countless immortals to pay homage!

They would wash away the humiliation they had endured for tens of thousands of years with their enemies' blood!

They would make all the beings of the Three Realms remember the Jie Sect's might!

An unprecedented, bizarrely mismatched battle erupted above the City of the Wrongly Dead.

"Boom! Boom! Rumble!"

Golden immortal light and black ghostly energy crashed violently against each other in midair, unleashing earth-shaking booms!

The violent shockwaves spread in every direction.

The entire City of the Wrongly Dead shuddered under the terrifying impact, and buildings collapsed in row after row.

King Qin Guang, who had been standing at a distance, was so frightened that he hid. Every now and then, he poked half his head out to watch the battle.

They were crazy!

Every last one of them was crazy!

Was this really the Underworld? Had the battlefields of the Investiture of the Gods ever been this intense?!

At first, Black and White Impermanence had relied on their numerical advantage, hoping to direct their troops into a battle formation and wipe out these reckless Jie Sect Disciples in one fell swoop.

The moment the two sides actually clashed, they realized just how terribly wrong they had been!

The ghost soldiers' sharp weapons couldn't even leave a white mark on the Jie Sect Disciples' armor!

But the golden blades and spears in the Jie Sect Disciples' hands cut through the Ghost Generals like they were chopping vegetables!

One exchange!

Just one exchange!

The thousand Underworld ghost soldiers at the very front were sent flying, suffering devastating losses!

Immortal Wuyun was like a god of slaughter. His spear flashed like a dragon, sweeping across the battlefield and turning hundreds of Ghost Generals into clouds of black mist!

All by himself, he carved a bloody path through the tens of thousands of Ghost Generals!

"Hold the line! Hold the damn line!"

"Form up! Hurry, form the Netherworld Ghost Fiend Formation!"

Black and White Impermanence screamed in fury, their eyes bloodshot.

Once the tide turned, defeat came like a landslide.

Faced with the Jie Sect Disciples' utterly unreasonable, crushing tactics, the Ghost General army's morale collapsed in an instant.

"Run! Run for your lives!"

"We can't beat them! They're monsters! They just won't die!"

"Mom! I want to go home! I don't want to be a ghost constable anymore!"

Countless ghost soldiers and Ghost Generals fled in disarray, dropping their armor and weapons and crying for their mothers. Their earlier arrogance was nowhere to be seen.

The Asuras whom Black and White Impermanence had paid a fortune to hire were even more terrified. They fled in a panic, diving straight back into the depths of the Blood Sea without looking back.

A stick of incense later,

only Black and White Impermanence remained, two lone commanders trembling in the cold wind.

They stared at the Jie Sect Disciples, their faces full of bewilderment.

How were they supposed to fight this?

Their opponents were cheating! This wasn't fair!

"Run!"

If they didn't flee now, they'd both end up dead here today!

A babyish voice drifted softly into their ears.

"Trying to run?"

Black and White Impermanence froze.

Slowly, they turned around.

The Little Devil King who haunted their dreams had somehow appeared behind them.

"Y-You... What are you going to do?"

White Impermanence's voice quavered. His long tongue had even shrunk back in fear.

"I'm warning you, we're official Underworld gods appointed by the Heavenly Court! We're protected by the heavenly laws!"

"You... You can't kill us!"

Black Impermanence tried to frighten her by invoking their powerful backing.

"Kill you?"

Xiruan looked at the two of them and shook her head earnestly.

"No, I won't kill you."

At her words, Black and White Impermanence let out a huge sigh of relief.

So she did have some scruples. She didn't dare kill official gods of the Heavenly Court.

"If I killed you, who would lead me to your boss so I could ask for my wages?"

Xiruan spoke as if it were perfectly obvious. "So you two had better come along with me obediently."

The Zhuxian Formation Diagram appeared in her hands once more.

"That thing again!"

Black and White Impermanence saw the familiar formation diagram and immediately turned to run.

"Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!"

Four streaks of sword light flashed.

Once again, the two of them were bound up tight.

"All done!"

Xiruan clapped her little hands in satisfaction, then called out to the Jie Sect Disciples, who had finished the battle. "You lot! Have you cleaned up all the spoils?"

"Reporting to Little Senior Sister! We've cleaned everything up!"

Immortal Wuyun flew over excitedly. They'd looted plenty of good things from the fleeing Ghost Generals.

"Great!" Xiruan nodded with satisfaction. "Then let's go find the next boss and collect more wages!"

Her big eyes swept over King Qin Guang, who was completely numb with shock.

"Hey, you in black."

King Qin Guang hurried out from behind a rock and replied with a pained expression, "M-My lady, what can I do for you?"

"Whose territory is the next hall?"

"R-Right ahead is the Second Hall. It belongs to... to His Highness King Chujiang..."

King Qin Guang considered things for a moment and made a decision.

"Great! Our target is the Second Hall!"

Xiruan waved her little hand, full of bravado.

"Let's go!"

A scene worthy of being recorded in the history of the Primeval World unfolded in the Underworld.

A three-and-a-half-year-old toddler led the way, carrying an enormous Milk Bottle over her shoulder.

Behind her marched thousands of golden-armored soldiers, their killing intent soaring.

At the very back, Black and White Impermanence struggled constantly, dangling from strands of sword energy.

And guiding the procession was none other than King Qin Guang, chief of the Ten Yama Kings, who was now crying like a three-hundred-jin baby.

The mighty army of wage collectors met no resistance as it swept toward the Second Hall.

The Second Hall, King Chujiang's Hall.

King Chujiang paced back and forth in the main hall. Through the Water Mirror inside, he already knew everything that had happened.

Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva had been driven away.

The reinforcements Black and White Impermanence had brought had been crushed by their opponent's single move, "Beans to Soldiers."

Now the Little Devil King had taken his elder brother, King Qin Guang, hostage and was storming straight toward him!

"What should I do? What am I supposed to do?" King Chujiang was sweating profusely with anxiety.

There was no way he could win a fight. Hadn't he seen his elder brother surrender already?

Where could he even run?

Just as he was at a complete loss,

"Boom!"

A deafening crash rang out.

The doors of the Second Hall were kicked open.

"Yama King! Open up! We're here to bring you some warmth—no, wait... to collect our wages!"

Xiruan barged in with the wage-collecting army, its overwhelming presence and imposing bearing on full display.

King Chujiang saw the world-ending procession and his knees buckled. He dropped straight to the floor.

He scrambled over to Xiruan, snot and tears streaming down his face, and wailed:

"My lady! I was wrong!"

"I'll pay! I'll give you everything! The wages, the bonuses—I'll give you all of it!"

"Please, don't hit me!"

(Thanks, babies, for the gifts ∩_∩, and thanks for all the requests for updates. I've been reading all your comments~~~)

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