Chapter 363

The sound of funeral music.

A hundred ghosts sigh.

Li Xian sat on the ground, watching the coffins and jars disappear with the funeral, his eyes full of envy.

A skinny Yin messenger asked him: "Since you envy them, why don't you go back with them?"

Li Xian sighed.

His ability to break the Paper Immortal's Greed Realm wasn't actually smooth sailing.

Everyone has greed, so Li Xian was easily confused. Under the Paper Immortal's power, he saw what he wanted most.

He didn't have to hide under the bridge anymore, but could walk on the street openly like a normal person.

He could have healthy parents, a beautiful wife, filial children, and could have classmates, teachers, friends, and all other interpersonal relationships that normal people should have.

The Paper Immortal gave Li Xian a beautiful dream that belonged only to him, one he didn't want to leave.

But the beautiful dream only lasted for a moment before shattering. When Li Xian reacted, the world turned blood-red, his parents, wife, children, relatives, and friends were all lying on the ground, and he was standing in the center of a pool of blood, covered in blood.

Thus Li Xian realized again.

He liked killing by nature and didn't deserve a beautiful future.

Even staying in the cruel Fudi was better than not being able to control himself in reality and committing another tragic murder.

Li Xian withdrew his thoughts.

He found that where the coffins had disappeared, a gloomy gate tower appeared out of thin air, and opposite the gate tower was a void.

The road to the Underworld had been opened.

The Fuyuan Chenghuang stood excitedly in front of the gate tower, sending a signal for help inside, praying for the messengers of the Underworld to come and save the human world in dire straits.

He waited for a long time, from excitement to silence.

There was nothing inside the Underworld; it was empty, without any response.

The Fuyuan Chenghuang sat on the ground, his eyes dull, his soul lost, his face turning pale.

"It really is so, it really is so..."

The Fuyuan Chenghuang had always known.

If there was no problem with the Underworld, how could the mere Three Immortals cover the sky with one hand and cut off the path between Yin and Yang?

But the Fuyuan Chenghuang only had this one hope, so he fantasized that the Underworld just couldn't open the door from that side, and as long as he opened the door, he could set things right.

Now, the hope was shattered.

"It's over, everything is over."

The Fuyuan Chenghuang was disheartened.

Everything in the Yin Realm slowly disappeared: the hall, the mass grave, the Fuyuan Chenghuang, the Yin messengers...

But the Fuyuan Chenghuang didn't know.

A total of two Underworld passages had been opened.

The other one opened in an ordinary family. A child wearing imperial robes, carved from jade, walked out of the passage with a steady pace and said loudly to the terrified man and woman.

"I'm hungry, hurry up and get me some milk buns to eat!"

When Li Xian woke up.

He found that it was early morning, and he was standing alone in the empty He residence, looking around to see boundless dark clouds pressing toward this side.

It must be that the Three Immortals of other cities knew about the death of the Three Immortals of the Undead City, so they wanted to retaliate against the Undead City, driving away evil and sending spirits, wanting to make the Undead City bleed and corpses pile up.

Li Xian smiled bitterly: "I thought I could at least live peacefully for a while."

Just at this moment.

Li Xian heard strange sounds coming from behind.

He turned his head and saw more than a dozen people looking at him cautiously. Among these people were men, women, old, and young. Some had calm expressions, while others were full of terror.

A steady middle-aged man with glasses walked out and asked Li Xian.

"May I ask what place this is?" Li Xian was stunned for a long time before smiling at the crowd.

"You are all Retainers, right? Welcome to the Undead City."

"Is it convenient to tell me what the requirements on your credentials are? I think I can help with some things."

Li Hen Tian.

Yama-style Retainer Temple.

Wu Xian crawled out of the coffin, and a clear energy wrapped around him. All his injuries were healed, but the fatigue accumulated in the Fudi remained, causing his dark circles, which had finally faded, to reappear.

"Finally back..."

Wu Xian's eye sockets felt a bit sore. The last Fudi was simply not a place for humans to live; he had to take care of the elderly in Wuzang Village, and it had been raining constantly in the He residence.

"Huh, there's no disaster backtracking this time."

After thinking about it a little.

Wu Xian understood.

The disaster in the last Fudi hadn't reached the point of doomsday, and they hadn't found the root cause of the Fudi disaster, so it was expected that there was no disaster backtracking.

Wu Xian lay on the ground, his eyelids starting to fight.

"I hope our actions can bring some changes to the situation in that world..."

Wu Xian fell into a deep sleep.

He didn't know how long he slept.

After waking up, his body was aching from the golden floor. This time, no matter what, he had to use Yin virtue to exchange for a bed.

Then Wu Xian opened his credentials.

He found that the immortals and gods had finished their evaluation of him. The reward items this time were few, only three.

【Congratulations to Retainer Wu Xian for passing this Fudi 'Death Without Burial', rewarded with thirty days of rest time and one takeout card from the Kitchen God.】

The first item was a cliché, and Wu Xian was a bit tired of seeing it.

But the Kitchen God's takeout card made Wu Xian's eyes light up. He reached out, and a small card appeared in his palm. The front of the card was printed with a spell, and the back was filled with the names of dishes.

As long as he had this takeout card.

Wu Xian could recite the spell and consume the card at any time in any Fudi to obtain a takeout from the Kitchen God. This takeout could choose four dishes, one soup, and one pot of staple food.

"Good stuff, good stuff!"

This takeout card didn't help with combat, but Wu Xian still happily put it away.

Only those who had experienced the Fudi understood what a happy experience it was to have a full meal in the cruel Fudi. Perhaps this meal could give someone who couldn't hold on the courage to fight the Fudi.

Then Wu Xian looked at the second item.

【Your performance in this Fudi was evaluated by the immortals and gods as 'Outstanding', rewarded with three years of lifespan, +1 Dao practice, and +1 slot for the Spirit-Storing Box.】

"Hmm, outstanding, a bit lower than last time..."

Wu Xian's contribution in this Fudi was indeed not small, and the others weren't just for show, so the evaluation of 'outstanding' could be considered reasonable.

Wu Xian happily accepted the three years of lifespan.

The slots for the Spirit-Storing Box were naturally the more the better.

What surprised Wu Xian the most was the +1 Dao practice.

After the Dao practice increased, Retainers could use god-worship abilities in reality, the effect of using god-worship abilities in the Fudi would be slightly enhanced, and there would be a certain increase in various body attributes.

But for Wu Xian, the final attribute increase was almost meaningless.

He could indeed run faster, see further, have a more sensitive sense of smell, and have more strength, but these were at most within the scope of ordinary people, and the effect wasn't as obvious as the gym.

The hurdles he couldn't pass before still couldn't be passed after the Dao practice increased.

But this time, when the Dao practice reached three, Wu Xian clearly saw the change!

(End of chapter)