Wang Quan had only visited the Second Layer of the Underworld two or three times.
This time, he had intended to descend directly through Unorthodox Path methods.
But just before descending, he suddenly gained an insight.
Then he called the Officiant Daoist Nun. "Prepare the six livestock and seven fowl for me, then prepare a Five-Colored Altar of the highest standard."
The Officiant Daoist Nun asked no questions and replied directly, "It'll be ready in the time it takes to drink a cup of tea!"
"Your beacon!"
Wang Quan gave her his beacon.
In merely the time it took to drink a cup of tea, the Officiant Daoist Nun actually came in person.
She skipped over to Wang Quan. "Man, what are you going to offer sacrifices to?"
As she spoke, she patted her Hundred-Treasure Pouch, releasing the altar and the livestock and fowl.
The altar had five tiers, shimmering with myriad colors. Far more beautiful than other altars, it possessed an ancient, desolate sense of sanctity just from its appearance.
The livestock and fowl were all monsters, each equivalent to a human in the Purple Mansion Realm.
Bound with five-colored ropes, these monsters were overjoyed at the sight of Wang Quan. "Lord Flower-Scatter, hurry up and sacrifice us!"
Wang Quan coughed. "Everyone, after this sacrifice, your souls will inevitably fall into the Second Layer of the Underworld."
"And the Second Layer of the Underworld is terrifying. You could lose your lives at any moment."
"If you're unwilling, I'll use other livestock and fowl."
The livestock and fowl laughed. "My lord, we all came willingly."
"Besides, vast as the world is, danger lurks everywhere."
"Death is death, wherever it happens. What difference is there between dying sooner and dying later?"
Wang Quan had no answer.
A little while later, he