Xiu Yuan watched until well past midnight before slowly making his way back to the house on Celestia.
"Is he... asleep?"
Xiu Yuan found the Lord of the Underworld lying motionless on the bed with his eyes closed, seemingly sleeping soundly.
"He needs sleep too?" Xiu Yuan found it incredible. After all, since becoming the Heavenly Principles, he had inexhaustible energy and no longer needed to eat, drink, or relieve himself.
By all rights, the same should have been true of the Lord of the Underworld. Why was he sleeping?
"Who's sleeping?" Just as Xiu Yuan was puzzling over this, the Lord of the Underworld slowly opened his eyes and sat up.
"Then what were you doing? Resting your eyes?" he asked in confusion.
"Sending someone a dream," the Lord of the Underworld replied.
"A dream? Who did you send it to?"
"That woman I brought back to life earlier. I think her name was Guizhong."
"Guizhong? Why did you send her a dream?" Xiu Yuan was even more puzzled. The Lord of the Underworld shouldn't have known Guizhong.
"I gave her a new life. She ought to give something in return. There's no such thing as a free lunch." The Lord of the Underworld shrugged helplessly.
At those words, Xiu Yuan narrowed his eyes, like a leopard lying in wait, ready to pounce at any moment.
"What do you want her to do?" he asked with a hint of displeasure. The spatial power within him began circulating, ready to strike at any moment.
"Nothing particularly troublesome. I just gave her the power to guide departed souls and told her to lead them to Wuwang Hill. I have no interest in going out and gathering them one by one."
The Lord of the Underworld's words made Xiu Yuan pause, as