The Lord of Fate and Heavenly Dao Hongjun naturally noticed the Demon Emperor's movements as well.
"Forget it. Let him go. We have no say over matters in the Netherworld Office. Besides, is Lady Pingxin of the Netherworld Office really so easy to persuade?"
"She is the only Sage in the Netherworld Office. She won't take risks lightly."
"The Netherworld Office has very few Quasi-Saints. Even if they join us, they won't be able to do much."
Neither of them thought much of the Netherworld Office. That could not be helped; its strength was there for all to see, and it was relatively weak.
In fact, the Netherworld Office had existed for even longer, but its inhabitants ultimately had ghost bodies. Their innate talents were severely restricted, leaving the cultivators there with an extremely slow cultivation pace.
They primarily cultivated the laws of the Ghost Dao.
When the Demon Emperor appeared in the Netherworld Office, Lady Pingxin came out to welcome him personally.
"Brother Daochen, how did you find the leisure to visit my Netherworld Office? Could it be because of the resentment?"
Demon Emperor Daochen chuckled. "Indeed, Sister Houtu. It's been years since we last met, and you're still just as clever."
"I wouldn't come knocking at the temple gates without a reason. I hope the Netherworld Office can send troops to help me quell those Resentment Ghosts this time."
Lady Pingxin hesitated, then sighed softly.
"Actually, Heavenly Dao Hongjun came here before you did. I went out to take a look myself. Those Resentment Ghosts are no weaklings. I'm afraid the Ghost Soldiers of the Netherworld Office can't handle them. And we don't have many powerhouses here, so I fear we wouldn't be much help."
She wanted to help, too. After all, opportunities to see the Demon Emperor