Blood Soul

"Little Friend Mo Chen, have you learned any useful information?"

The mosquito suddenly transmitted its voice to Mo Chen through spiritual sense.

Only then did Mo Chen realize that this seemingly ordinary mosquito was actually Zheng Qiufeng in disguise.

"So it was Senior Zheng!"

A flicker of surprise crossed Mo Chen's face before he answered with a smile, "Of course I have. It's all recorded in this jade token. Have a look."

As he spoke, he took out a jade token and handed it over.

The jade token vanished from midair in an instant and appeared inside Zheng Qiufeng's storage pouch. With a sweep of his spiritual sense, Zheng Qiufeng was immediately overjoyed.

"Good, good, good! Excellent! Information like this is of utmost importance."

It contained all the relevant information Mo Chen had selected and recorded.

For instance, Li Chonglou was imprisoned on the seventeenth level of hell.

It also included information about the relevant officials in hell, their cultivation levels, and their daily routines.

In any case, while he had been inspecting hell in Rody's place, he had seen quite a bit of information concerning hell. Writing these things down had been no difficulty at all.

Brimming with excitement, Zheng Qiufeng carefully stored the incomparably precious jade token away in his storage pouch. Then he looked at Mo Chen with shining eyes and said fervently, "Little Friend Mo Chen, this information is so important that I must return at once and let the Immortal Realm know. Other than this, is there anything else you need this old man to assist you with?"

Mo Chen shook his head slightly and said slowly, "There is nothing else. I only hope Senior Zheng can take Shangguan Zijin back to the Immortal Realm with you."

Hearing this, Zheng Qiufeng replied, "Naturally, that will