"How do we use this Meng Po Soup?" Xu Yuan asked.
"Make it drink," Li Bai said.
"It has three heads. Which one do I feed?"
"...It might not open its mouth. Here, give me a moment."
Li Bai took out a ballpoint pen, quickly wrote a few words on white paper, and tossed it to Xu Yuan.
Xu Yuan caught it and saw two large characters written on the paper:
"Open your mouth."
Brilliant!
Xu Yuan understood at once and slapped the Paper Strip onto the Ancient God.
In an instant.
All three of the Ancient God's heads opened their mouths.
Xu Yuan divided the Meng Po Soup into three portions and fed one to each mouth.
Then he looked back at Li Bai.
Li Bai gave him a thumbs-up, slammed down the courtroom block, and barked:
"Who stands before this court for judgment? Speak at once!"
In his other hand, he held a Command Token engraved with the words "Tell the truth."
The Command Token flashed.
But the Ancient God, bound on the floor, remained dazed and silent.
Li Bai was surprised.
That shouldn't have happened.
The Command Token held unfathomable Divine Might. With Li Bai standing in as King of Hell, no god, human, ghost, or monster could resist its power.
Was there something strange about this Ancient God?
It didn't look especially formidable.
Unless...
"How many spoonfuls of Spirit-Bone Powder did you put in the Meng Po Soup?" Li Bai asked.
"Nine," Xu Yuan said.
"...Why nine?"
"It said, 'If the enemy is too fierce, add two to three spoonfuls as needed.'"
"Three is the maximum! Why did you add nine?"
"It has three heads, each with a brain. Three spoonfuls per brain makes nine."
"..."
Li Bai silently put away the "Tell the truth" Command