Chapter 276: Yang Jiao's Departed Soul

"Prince Consort, what you mean is, you also have acquaintances in the underworld?"

Madam Yin couldn't help but ask.

What is this?

Most of the time, people often say, they have someone above them.

Right now, Ao Yifan, does this mean there's someone below?

Suddenly, thinking back to recent times, Ao Yifan often went on long trips, each lasting a day or two, and Madam Yin couldn't help but flash a doubtful look in her eyes.

Prince Consort, is your acquaintance in the underworld male or female?

Madam Yin suddenly spoke up and asked.

Upon hearing that, Ao Yifan's mind flashed with figures, finally settling on King Yama with his big beard.

Although most of the people Ao Yifan knows in the underworld are beautiful women, it's undeniable that he really does know some men.

Furthermore, the matter of the Marquis of North Bo also needs to be entrusted to King Yama for handling.

So, Ao Yifan said with full confidence: "Madam, this time I go to the underworld to see King Yama of the Ten Courts, naturally a man."

Hearing that, Madam Yin couldn't help but secretly resent herself: how could she misjudge the Prince Consort again?

Feeling guilty, Madam Yin decided to properly compensate Ao Yifan.

This perfectly fits the line: "On the moonlit night of the Twenty-Four Bridges, where will the fair one teach to play the xiao!"

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"Old Man Yama, I've come to find you again!"

When Ao Yifan arrived at the Hall of King Yama, what he saw was indeed King Yama with a worried face.

"It's the Prince Consort!"

Upon seeing it was Ao Yifan, King Yama immediately greeted him with a smile.

He knew well that this person was the Prince Consort of the Heavenly Court, and even had an ambiguous relationship with Hou Tu Niangniang, who rules the underworld, so King Yama's attitude toward Ao Yifan was as respectful as possible.

"How come? You look like you have something on your mind."

Ao Yifan looked at the worried King Yama and casually took out two bottles of immortal brew.

"Come, let's drink and talk, so I can find out what could still worry you, Lord Yama."

"Sigh——"

After letting out a sigh, King Yama didn't stand on ceremony with Ao Yifan, after all, the immortal brew in his hand was truly excellent; having tasted it once, he couldn't forget its flavor.

"It's not because of that person you had me look into recently, Prince Consort!"

King Yama took a sip of wine and sighed, saying: "Speaking of which, Prince Consort, you've really given me a tough problem this time!"

"Oh? Have you found that person?"

Ao Yifan's eyes lit up.

During this period, he frequently entered the underworld just to find that person's whereabouts.

After all, that person has always been a emotional knot between Yunying and Yang Chan.

Ao Yifan, who deeply loves his woman, would even take the initiative to untie that knot for her, even if she didn't say anything.

"Found it!"

King Yama let out a sigh and said: "I finally understand why the Heavenly Court expressly forbids immortals from contemplating the mortal world; a child born of an immortal and a mortal is truly a thorny problem for our underworld. This Yang Jiao is about to be sent into reincarnation, yet we don't even know which path to send him on."

That's right; the person Ao Yifan has had King Yama help look for recently is none other than Yunying's eldest son, Yang Jiao!

Originally, when Yunying was captured and taken back to the Heavenly Court, her husband and eldest son were killed.

Yang Tianyou had already entered reincarnation, and after Yunying became involved with Ao Yifan, she no longer lingered over him.

However, according to Yunying's calculations, Yang Jiao seems to have remained stuck in the underworld all along, and this has become an emotional knot for her.

Nowadays, Yunying is being kept in a luxurious residence by Ao Yifan, so it's naturally inconvenient for her to show herself publicly.

After learning of Yunying's worries, Ao Yifan proactively went down to the underworld, sought out King Yama, and checked on Yang Jiao's condition.

Now, Ao Yifan also finally understands why Yang Jiao has been dead for so long yet never entered reincarnation.

It turns out that the underworld itself doesn't know how to handle a being like Yang Jiao, who is half-human, half-divine.

"Sigh, this is troublesome!"

King Yama said with a headache.

Seeing this, Ao Yifan smiled and patted King Yama's shoulder, saying: "Old Yama, if you trust me, how about handing over Yang Jiao's departed soul for me to handle?"

"Well..."

Upon hearing that, a hint of hesitation flashed in King Yama's eyes.

"What? You don't trust me?"

Ao Yifan placed his right hand on King Yama's shoulder and said with a sinister tone: "Or perhaps this matter is too difficult, and I need to invite Hou Tu Niangniang herself to come and handle it?"

King Yama's heart jolted; since the previous incident, these underworld officials and deities have come to fully understand who really calls the shots in this underworld.

Even though handing over a departed soul to Ao Yifan would violate the underworld's rules,

but who made the one standing behind a person be the very rule itself?

"Since the Prince Consort has said all that, Little Yama has nothing more to say!"

King Yama laughed and waved his hand; immediately, a departed soul appeared before the two—namely, Yang Jiao's departed soul.

Yang Jiao's departed soul seemed unaware of what had happened, his eyes full of confusion.

Seeing this, King Yama flipped his right hand, and the Book of Life and Death immediately appeared in his grasp.

Next, under Ao Yifan's gaze, King Yama erased Yang Jiao's name from it.

Watching this old guy's practiced movements, Ao Yifan guessed that he probably hadn't done this just once or twice.

"Good grief, this thing, over time, who knows how many bad debts and lost accounts it's accumulated—no wonder some monkey later could so easily snatch the Book of Life and Death."

Ao Yifan gave King Yama a deep look.

Noticing Ao Yifan's gaze, King Yama seemed to guess his thoughts, feeling a bit embarrassed, and put the Book of Life and Death away again.

Hehe, Prince Consort, drink, let's keep drinking!

King Yama also had one less burden, feeling much more relaxed, and immediately began urging drinks.

Hearing that, Ao Yifan smiled, waved his right hand, collected Yang Jiao's lingering soul, and then joined King Yama in drinking.

San Qi, your mother isn't here again?

After laying King Yama down, Ao Yifan went to the Afterlife Inn, intending to ask Meng Po a few questions about cultivation.

However, what surprised Ao Yifan was that the inn only had San Qi, who was boiling Meng Po soup, and he didn't see Meng Po's figure.

Looking up and seeing Ao Yifan, San Qi smiled and said, "Oh, it's Uncle Ao; my mother took my father to the Eighteen Levels of Hell again."

Er...

Looking at the pretty little girl before him, with her bright smile, Ao Yifan even began to doubt whether the so-called Eighteen Levels of Hell was some tourist attraction.

Oh, I see, but Meng Po really never gets tired of this; I really don't know what's the point.

Ao Yifan said, "San Qi, bring me a jug of Meng Po wine; I'll wait for your mother to return."

Oh!

San Qi responded, quickly scooped a spoonful of Meng Po soup, then added some ingredients, turning it into a jug of Meng Po wine, and brought it over to Ao Yifan.