"General!"
Seeing the general collapse, the female lieutenant quickly dropped her weapon to catch her, but a golden-white light transformed into a silken blanket and wrapped around her body with gentle force, before settling her gently on the ground.
"Lord Wujing, where have you been? The General activated the royal Blood-Burning Secret Technique to fight against the demons in order to find you. It's extremely intense and demanding. Please fly there quickly and bring the General back to the palace. Only Her Majesty the Queen can save him now."
Looking at the pale-faced, beautiful, and unconscious female general Western Liang Fake Wujing, Xiao Tian, who was still frowning, felt a pang of self-reproach.
He had caused the soldiers of the Women's Kingdom of Xiliang to suffer because of his own attempt to pass the Undying Deva Path. He thought of the families of those fallen soldiers and how they would be devastated if they received this unfortunate news.
"It's my fault. I'll give you a satisfactory answer. Now, let me help this older sister heal her wounds."
"It's useless, Your Excellency Blood-Burning Secret Technique has been used beyond its limits, depleting your essence and potential. Only the royal family can save you," the adjutant said.
That's not necessarily true.
The Fake Wujing Xiao Tian's palm surged with magical power, and his thin fingernails slashed at the pulse of his other arm.
In an instant, pale golden blood, sparkling with light and emitting a strange fragrance, dripped down like silk threads.
The Fake Wujing Xiao Heavenly Eye quickly, immediately casting a spell to open and hold the unconscious female general's mouth shut, allowing the immortal blood to flow in.
Upon witnessing this scene, the adjutant and the female soldiers around him couldn't help but feel a glimmer of hope. After all, they had never seen such extraordinary blood before, and it might have miraculous effects.
The First of the Figure Spirit Clan by the Nüwa Sage using various special Breathing Soil, combined with great supernatural powers and magic, resulting in a product of wisdom. Their very essence contained the creative power of the Houtu things, and they were living dead flesh.
Although Xiao Tian's primordial spirit was in disguise, under the shielding and protection of the Immortal Heavenly Dao System, the effects of that blood were even stronger than the immortal blood of the Figure Spirit Clan; it was holy blood.
The female general from Western Liang gradually emitted a faint golden light, and her body began to float up, expelling all the dust and dross around her.
The lieutenant and the others only saw the female general's face return from pale to rosy, and after a long while, her eyelids blinked.
"I..."
"What did I drink? Why do I feel so full of energy...?"
The female general looked confused and puzzled.
Because the Fake Wujing Xiao Tian stopped in time, the female general didn't see that she was drinking his blood.
"My lord, how are you feeling now?" the lieutenant asked with concern.
"Excellent, better than ever before! It seems I've cultivated the royal family's inner power to a mysterious and impossible level."
"That's wonderful!" Upon hearing this, the deputy general and the others couldn't help but be overjoyed.
The ancestor of the Western Liang royal family was a very powerful martial arts immortal. Now, the female general has cultivated to that highest realm, which is the Martial Immortal.
This is the best news for the Women's Kingdom of Xiliang! As a result, the demons who pose a danger to the Women's Kingdom of Xiliang will no longer dare to cause trouble.
"You drank so much of my blood to reach the Heavenly Immortal? What's there to be happy about? I think that lousy cultivation technique is useless. It just so happens that my brother, the Earth God, likes to mess around with cultivation techniques. You can try this one."
The Fake Wujing Xiao Tian looked disdainful, and a ray of golden light shot out from his little finger as the mental cultivation technique entered the mind of the Western Liang female general.
The female general from Western Liang felt a surge in her brain, and after absorbing the memories, she was utterly shocked.
The Eight Desolations Invincible Undying God of War Art!
The entire essence revolves around one key point: using war to sustain war!
"What a powerful cultivation method! Is this the cultivation method of immortals? Truly extraordinary!"
"Little guy, thank you so much!" The female general smiled, her face beaming with delight. She stood up, opened her arms, and quickly and tightly embraced the Fake Wujing Xiao Tian, who was floating in the low air.
The Fake Wujing Xiao Tian was groped by the female general, leaving him feeling suffocated and helpless.
"That's great! By the way, little one, is your tummy better? Who is this little one?"
Little Evil, sandwiched between two halves, blinked her innocent yet slightly aggrieved, bright eyes.
"My son."
The female general was stunned, as were her adjutant and the others.
They knew that the Fake Wujing Xiao Tian had drunk the Mother-Child River and was pregnant.
Soon, the female general led a burst of laughter, her body shaking with mirth, tears streaming down her face.
"Great news! Great news! Hehehe..."
A man giving birth – that's absolutely big news!
The Fake Wujing Xiao Tian regretted it; he felt he would be recorded in history!
But that's not right! He's fake; ultimately, all the pressure will fall on 9527.
"The little guy's son is also a little guy, a cutie too. He hasn't been named yet, right? How about we call him Xiao Shui? Look at those bright, adorable eyes."
Little Evil looked aggrieved and disgusted, and rubbed against the Fake Wujing, Xiao Tian.
"His name is Little Evil." The Fake Wujing Xiao Tian, looked exasperated.
" Little Evil, what a nice name."
"Don't be afraid, Little Evil, let your big sister give you a kiss too."
After a long while, they returned to the Women's Kingdom of Xiliang.
After dinner, the Fake Wujing Xiao Tian approached Monkey King and shared his thoughts.
"You want to go to the Netherworld? Why?" Sun Wukong frowned.
"Brother Monkey, I sneaked out for a while. The people of Western Liang suffered heavy casualties, which is my responsibility. So I have to go down to the Underworld."
Sun Wukong understood what the boy was thinking.
"You little brat, you want to copy me and cross the names of all the monkeys from Flower-Fruit Mountain off the Book of Life and Death, huh? No way, the Netherworld isn't a place you can just go to anytime."
Looking back on his past actions, Sun Wukong felt there was a lot of shady dealing involved. Considering what he had seen and heard in the Heavenly Palace, and his obligation to escort Tang Sanzang on his journey to the West to retrieve the Buddhist scriptures, everything seemed meticulously planned.
Sun Wukong understood that the Underworld, the final resting place for the souls of the dead and the place of the Six Paths of Reincarnation, was far from simple.
"Okay, then I won't go."
Watching the Fake Wujing Xiao Tian leave, Sun Wukong felt it necessary to keep an eye on him to prevent the kid from causing any more trouble.
In the middle of the night, Sun Wukong didn't doze off, keeping watch, but as time passed, he noticed something was wrong; there were strange noises coming from inside the house.
Sun Wukong burst into the house, and only when he got closer did he realize that the boy had been crying the whole time.
"No wonder I, Old Sun, didn't think it was raining; why did I keep hearing the sound of dripping water?" Looking at the soaked blanket, Sun Wukong was speechless.
"Hey kid, what are you crying for?"
"Aba aba..." Little Evil was being held by the Fake Wujing Xiao Tian, and they both turned over.
Staring at him by two pairs of pure, bright eyes, Sun Wukong couldn't help but sigh.
" The Netherworld isn't so easy to navigate. Do you think the Book of Life and Death is your personal property?"
"Brother Monkey, I know the Netherworld is dangerous. I don't blame you for not letting me go, but... I'm heartbroken, all because of me... Waaah..."
Sun Wukong couldn't help but scratch his head and cheeks, his mood instantly soured by the crying.
"Alright! I, Old Sun, will take you on a trip to the Netherworld! But you must listen to me, Old Sun, and you're not allowed to lose your temper with the officials of the Underworld."
"Good!"
"It's best not to bring this little guy along."
Little Evil understood what was meant and bared its teeth and claws at Sun Wukong, but due to its extraordinary talent, it willingly separated its soul.
"Fine, let's go together then. You protect your son, kid!" Sun Wukong said helplessly.
The Fake Wujing Xiao Tian almost rolled his eyes, thinking to himself that once he got to the Netherworld, getting into the Book of Life and Death would be a piece of cake.
After all, the original body has already made contact with the people of the Netherworld.
Sun Wukong, along with his son Little Evil, descended to the Underworld in their primordial spirits and souls.
Ghost Gate Pass!
When Ox-Head and Horse-Face saw the three primordial spirits radiating golden light, they were terrified and quickly hid inside the Ghost Gate Pass to report the news.
"Hey! What are you running for when you see me, Old Sun! Come out here!"
Soon, a judge emerged from the Ghost Gate Pass, wearing a slightly restrained, obsequious smile.
" Great Sage Sun, please."
Its gaze secretly swept over the Fake Wujing Xiao Tian and Little Evil.
"Judge, I, Old Sun, have business with King Yama."
"Yes, Great Sage Sun, I'll lead the way for you right away."
The Yanluo.
Sun Wukong hadn't expected to meet King Yama, so easily.
"Kid, this is the kind of person I, Old Sun, am."
Seeing Sun Wukong's smug look, the Fake Wujing Xiao Tian almost burst out laughing.
If it weren't for his own connections, Sun Wukong would have been lucky to even make it to the Asura Hall further ahead.
The King Yama standing before us now was once the Ancestral Witch of the Witch Clan, Quasi-Sage- level combat power.
King Yama, with a warm and gentle smile, instructed the Asura maid to serve him tea.
" Great Sage, what brings you down here this time?"
Sun Wukong pointed helplessly at the Fake Wujing Xiao Tian, and then explained the whole story, as well as his request to resurrect the Western Liang female soldiers who died while searching for the Fake Wujing Xiao Tian.
"Well, the Samsara of Deva Path is in motion, and life and death are ordered. Because of what happened to the Great Sage last time, the Book of Life and Death is no longer under our control."
" King Yama, what do you mean?" Sun Wukong's heart skipped a beat.
King Yama chuckled dryly, " Great Sage, the Book of Life and Death is now solely under the control of Lady Pingxin, the ruler of the Six Paths of Reincarnation. We only have the right to view it, not the right to modify it."
" King Yama, how do I meet Lady Pingxin?" Sun Wukong couldn't help but ask curiously.
The Lord of the Six Paths of Reincarnation, what kind of being is he? I really want to meet him.
King Yama's expression turned solemn, and he whispered, " Great Sage, the Lady Pingxin, the ruler of the Six Paths of Reincarnation, is an ancient and powerful being. Not just anyone can see her. If you truly wish to see her, you must brave the 19th level of Hell in the Six Paths of Reincarnation."
"The 19th level of Hell? Isn't it the 18th?" Sun Wukong was shocked.
"As for the specifics, I cannot say more, Great Sage. The choice you make next is up to you."
Sun Wukong frowned and looked at the Fake Wujing, Xiao Deva Path, "Boy, what are your thoughts?"
"Of course I'll go for it! What have I ever been afraid of! No matter what, I will bring back to life the female soldiers of Western Liang who died because of me, and those innocent demons."
"Alright! Based on what you've said, I, Old Sun, am definitely going to help you!"
Before long, King Yama, led the way, and the gates of the Nineteenth Level of Hell appeared before them.
A desolate and ancient aura assaulted the senses, seemingly capable of weathering away bone and skin, leaving the soul and spirit icy cold.
"It is full of unknowns, but I know that so far, a total of 9,300 people have entered this place, including 6,000 immortals, gods, Buddhas, and demons, 3,000 Demon Clan, and the rest from various other races. They all had the idea that they had to enter, but none of them came out."
Sun Wukong was not frightened; on the contrary, his fighting spirit grew even stronger.
"What if we make it through?"
King Yama laughed and said, "If you pass through, you will naturally be able to meet Lady Pingxin. As the ruler of the Six Paths of Reincarnation, she has an absolutely supreme position and control over the Underworld. Therefore, once you meet her, you can express your innermost thoughts."
"Alright!" Sun Wukong's eyes gleamed, and he turned to the Fake Wujing, Xiao Deva Path, saying, "Kid, just you wait for me, don't come in."
After saying that, Sun Wukong crashed headfirst into the gates of the 19th level of Hell.
"Hehe, you two little guys, you can try to go in too, otherwise, Great Sage Sun might die inside." King Yama smiled, though there was a hint of mockery in his expression.