Tang Wulin gradually regained consciousness.
A somewhat sultry male voice drifted into his mind.
"You're awake?"
"Congratulations, little Tang Wulin. The operation was a success. You're a cute little girl now."
Tang Wulin: !
Tang Wulin jolted fully awake and sat bolt upright, panic plain on his little face. He reached between his legs, and only when that reassuring sensation registered in his mind did he slowly breathe a sigh of relief.
Who was scaring him for no reason?
Yet when he took in his surroundings, a flicker of alarm crossed his eyes.
W-where was this?
Apart from the stone-paved path beneath his feet, everything around him was gray and hazy.
The figures of Yue Guan and Gui Mei were reflected in his eyes.
Wariness appeared on Tang Wulin's little face, and he politely asked, "Excuse me, gentlemen... where are we?"
"The Netherworld." Yue Guan studied the child before him with great interest.
According to his Master, this was Tang San's son.
The Netherworld?
Tang Wulin's expression instantly froze.
According to some of the Church's records, the Netherworld was the World of the Dead ruled by the Yanluo Heavenly Son-the place souls went after death.
Was he dead?
No, he couldn't be! He hadn't become a powerful Soul Master yet, hadn't given his parents a good life. How heartbroken would they be if they found out?
Tang Wulin bit his lip, unwilling to believe that answer. He hurriedly looked down and checked his body, trying to find evidence to refute it.
"Is this really the Netherworld?" he asked again, refusing to give up. His fingertips could still feel the strong heartbeat in his chest. No matter how he looked at it, he wasn't a dead person.
"Hehe, you're quite a calm little fellow." Yue Guan pinched Tang Wulin's cheek.
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