Red Cloud Reincarnates as a Human (2/5)

The moment Xuan Heng entered the Netherworld, Pingxin sensed him and immediately sent Ox-Head and Horse-Face to lead him into its depths.

"Senior, Her Majesty is waiting for you inside."

Xuan Heng walked all the way to an unremarkable little thatched cottage. Ox-Head and Horse-Face, who had accompanied him, did not proceed any farther. Instead, they turned to Xuan Heng and spoke.

Xuan Heng looked at the small thatched cottage before him, his expression pausing slightly.

This was the depths of the Netherworld, yet there was not the slightest eerie feeling around the cottage before him.

A small path lay before the house, with several pale yellow flowers blooming by its side. In the distance, the waters of the River of Forgetfulness flowed softly, while the power of reincarnation settled in the deeper reaches, quiet and weighty.

Xuan Heng stepped up to the door.

Before he could speak, Pingxin's voice came from within.

"Fellow Daoist Xuan Heng, come in."

Xuan Heng pushed the door open and entered.

The furnishings inside were extremely simple: a wooden table, two meditation cushions, and nothing else.

Pingxin sat beside the table and looked up at Xuan Heng. Her appearance had not changed at all; she still bore Houtu's face. Yet her aura was now utterly different.

Xuan Heng cupped his hands in salute.

"Greetings, Lady Pingxin."

Pingxin glanced at him.

"Fellow Daoist Xuan Heng, you seem rather distant now."

Xuan Heng smiled faintly.

"Within the Earthly Dao, Pingxin should be honored."

Pingxin immediately asked upon hearing this.

"Then what about outside the Netherworld?"

Xuan Heng answered naturally, "Naturally, Fellow Daoist Houtu."

Pingxin looked at him, a faint smile appearing in her eyes.

"Fellow Daoist Xuan Heng certainly knows how to distinguish the two."

Xuan Heng sat across from her.

"If I could not even