Chapter 63
"You're saying this is the one you found?" King of Hell pointed at Ye Zhenzhen, his face filled with disbelief. Had they found the wrong person?
"That's right, it's her! She has that scent you're looking for, boss, hidden between her eyebrows." The Long Nose's nose, which had been pinched and was both sore and itchy, couldn't help but let out a loud sneeze, "Achoo!"
The violent shaking sent Ye Zhenzhen tumbling all over. This wasn't fun at all! She jumped off the Long Nose with a start, then quickly climbed onto the King of Hell of Hell and rode on his neck.
King of Hell was tall and imposing, the most untamed horse in the area. In previous Storybook, he was described as the supreme king, the only one who could tame others and make them bow down in submission.
But the more difficult he was to tame, the more excited she became.
"How dare you! Get down here right now!" King of Hell roared, trying to pull her down with his hands. But the Little Glutinous Rice Ball was more agile than a monkey, climbing and darting all over him, and finally firmly taking hold of his neck.
King of Hell:...
After all, he would need to ask her for a dangerous favor later, and this was a young girl. Even the King of Hell dared not use force, for fear of accidentally hurting her, and also worried that he would upset her and she would refuse to help.
Even though he is the King of Hell, receiving the worship of countless ghosts, there are times when he has no choice but to treat others with reverence.
When the Long Nose Ghost Guard saw that even the King of Hell couldn't do anything about this Little Bean, they couldn't help but want to laugh, but they dared not. The muscles in their faces twitched, and their chests also convulsed with discomfort.
The fat Ghost Guard, having finally retrieved his head, quickly reattached his beloved head to his body. The feeling of being whole again was truly wonderful, and he laughed happily a few times.
However, his laughter sounded extremely harsh to King of Hell, as if it were a blatant mockery of him.
"How dare you!"
He waved his hand at the fat Ghost Guard, and the fat man's head and body separated again, unable to reunite for three days. The fat, muscular man shed tears. Only then did he feel that the great fire rising in his heart had been vented a little.
He is the King of the Netherworld, and even the gods of the Heavenly Realm show him deference. No matter how the Storybook of the Netherworld are written, his image is always one of supreme power. How could he possibly lose his sacred and inviolable aura of a king because of a Little Bean?
If that problem hadn't plagued him for thousands of years, why would he have condescended to let a Little Bean?
Never mind, solving the problem is the priority.
"Little Bean, come with me to a place." King of Hell said, carrying Ye Zhenzhen to the outside of the King Yama's Hall, crossing a small path beside the River of Forgetfulness, and arriving at a towering archway.
Along the way, Ye Zhenzhen received countless stares from the Ghost Guard, especially since Little Bean was riding on their leader's back. Recalling the popular Storybook circulating in the Netherworld recently, the Ghost Guard privately speculated whether this Little Bean was the illegitimate daughter of King of Hell of Hell, and some woman.
The answer must be that, otherwise how could she possibly get so close to him?
The Ghost Guard couldn't help but glance at Ye Zhenzhen a few more times. They had to memorize her appearance thoroughly, lest they accidentally offend this little Yama and end up losing their heads without even knowing what they did wrong.
Seeing this, Ye Zhenzhen politely waved to them, saying, "I'm just a child who rode on your king's back, so show some respect when we meet again."
Eighteen Ghost King guard both sides of the archway, and in the center are three powerful characters: "Ghost Gate".
So this is the Ghost Gate, the legendary entrance between the realms of Yin and Yang. But what does King of Hell, want with her here?
The King of Hell led her to the city wall of the Ghost Gate, where an ancient scroll, weathered by millions of years, came into view—a painting titled "The Goddess Transforms into a Drought Demon." A continuous stream of intense resentment flowed from the scroll, transforming into wisps of black mist that enveloped the entire Ghost Gate, disturbing the minds of all who beheld it.
"Little Bean, this painting has been threatening the safety of all beings in my Netherworld for a long time. Every day, these Ghost Kings and I have to use many Law Treasure and expend a lot of spiritual power to dispel this resentment. If you can help me take this painting away, you will be a great benefactor of my Netherworld and can walk around here with impunity from now on."
"Me?" The Little Glutinous Rice Ball raised its head.
She could clearly sense the resentment in the painting, howling and screaming in her ears, as if trying to devour everything around her. Strangely, this resentment also had a very familiar feel to it, making her irresistibly drawn to it.
When her little hand touched the painting, a strange force pulled her into it.
Night falls at the entrance to the Divine Domain.
A little girl with pigtails, having finally waited for her father to return home, rushed into his arms like a little bird. "Father, let me ask you a question: what is the most powerful thing in the world?"
The little girl was the young Goddess Ba, and her father was the Yellow Emperor.
The Yellow Emperor glanced at his daughter's innocent and bewildered eyes, smiled, picked her up, and lifted her high above his head, saying, "Of course, it's the power to destroy the heavens and the earth. With great power, one can rule this world."
"Oh, I see..." A bright, radiant smile bloomed on the little girl's face. "Father, you're strong enough now, no one can beat you. Do you have time to play with your daughter for a while?"
After the little girl finished speaking, she nervously bit her fingers while waiting for her father's answer, afraid that he would reject her again.
"Not enough! My strength is far from sufficient. I haven't even defeated Chi You yet!" The Yellow Emperor's knuckles cracked. Without hesitation, he put his daughter down and went back to his secluded cultivation.
The Female Drought Demon sadly, and the stars in her eyes lost their luster.
The Wilderness of Zhuolu.
The scene then shifts to the battlefield where the Yellow Emperor battles Chi You.
As the battle raged on, Chi You dispatched the Wind Master and Rain Lord. In an instant, the sky darkened, a violent storm raged, and the Yellow Emperor's soldiers suffered a crushing defeat, with countless casualties.