Chapter 503

"My name is Sun Wukong. I see you also practice the sword, but it looks like you have taken the wrong path in your sword Dao!"

Because Sun Wukong wanted to keep Yan Chixia in Guobeixian, he spoke directly and bluntly.

"The senior's lesson is well-taken!" Upon hearing this, Yan Chixia admitted it very candidly.

After all, in front of a living sword immortal, if he says your skills are not refined and your sword Dao is wrong, could he be wrong?

"You are merely a top-tier swordsman in the mortal world; among mortals, no one can surpass you. But when encountering demons and monsters, relying solely on the sword in your hand will not be enough to deal with them!"

Sun Wukong then turned his head to look at Xia Hou, who was standing beside Yan Chixia, and spoke.

Teaching one is teaching, and teaching two is also teaching. Since Xia Hou had followed, it naturally meant he also had good fortune, so Sun Wukong did not favor one over the other.

In any case, as long as Xia Hou could stay behind and guard Guobeixian together with Yan Chixia, that would be enough.

Furthermore, if one were to really speak of it, in terms of sword Dao.

Xia Hou was still quite impressive; being able to stand on equal footing with the cultivator Yan Chixia was enough to demonstrate Xia Hou's talent for the sword.

"I possess a pure Yang body, and my Yang energy has never leaked out. Ordinary demons and monsters simply cannot withstand the Yang energy contained within my body!"

Hearing Sun Wukong say this, Xia Hou spoke with a rather proud expression.

Unlike Yan Chixia, Xia Hou had practiced the sword for his entire life; it could be said that the sword had become an inseparable part of his life, and it would not be an exaggeration to say it was his lifelong faith.

Now, hearing Sun Wukong speak this way, even though he was a living sword immortal, Xia Hou dared to refute him.

Sun Wukong did not say anything in response to this, but instead took out three jars of wine from behind him.

"To eliminate this great demon that has harmed the human world for so long, and to avenge those who died unjustly, one should drink a jar of fine wine..."

As Sun Wukong said this, he threw a jar to Xia Hou and one to Yan Chixia.

This wine was naturally no ordinary object; it was brewed by Sun Wukong using the thousand-year-old heart of the Tree Demon Grandmother.

If consumed directly, even Yan Chixia, who had a cultivation base, would be burst apart by the thousand-year-old tree heart, let alone a mortal like Xia Hou.

Therefore, Sun Wukong used this gentler method instead.

At this moment, Sun Wukong looked at Yan Chixia and said: "Hey, Big Beard, I see your cultivation is messy and chaotic, without any system. I wonder..."

"Senior, you may not know, but I once obtained the inheritance of an unnamed senior in a blessed land. It is just that this inheritance is only a partial one, so..." Yan Chixia slowly recounted his opportunity.

Hearing this, Xia Hou was astonished!

Originally, Xia Hou thought Yan Chixia's sword cultivation was on par with his own, and that he must have been like him, forgetting to eat and sleep for the sake of practicing the sword.

He did not expect that Yan Chixia would actually have the spare time to practice Daoist arts.

"Are you willing to learn the sword from me, to uphold the human way, pacify the world, and return a clear and bright universe to the human realm!"

Sun Wukong stated his purpose directly.

"This?"

Yan Chixia did not expect things to develop to this point. Originally, he had come here only hoping to receive guidance from this senior, Sun Wukong.

However, what he did not expect was that this senior seemed to want to take him as a disciple.

"I am only teaching you sword Dao; I have no intention of taking you as a disciple."

Sun Wukong had no thoughts of taking disciples; in his view, doing so was nothing more than a transaction.

Sun Wukong would teach Yan Chixia sword Dao, and in return, Yan Chixia would have to guard Guobeixian.

"With your talent, it would be a real pity if you stopped here. I will guide you, and you will guard Guobeixian for me."

"Of course, I am not asking you to guard it forever, just for a period of one hundred years."

Hearing this, Yan Chixia had a hesitant look on his face.

For a cultivator like Sun Wukong from the Primordial world, one hundred years was merely the blink of an eye.

But for the Liaozhai world, one hundred years was already a lifetime.

Sun Wukong naturally saw through Yan Chixia's thoughts, so he spoke again: "Do you think the wine you drank is ordinary? This jar of wine, not to mention how much it can increase your cultivation, is enough to extend your lifespan by three hundred years alone!"

"Ah!?"

Hearing this, Yan Chixia was completely stunned.

Over the years, Yan Chixia had traveled far and wide and had seen many things, but he had truly never seen a treasure that could extend one's life by three hundred years.

On the other side, Xia Hou heard this and, without a word, picked up the wine jar in his hand and drank it all in one gulp.

"Alright, I, Old Sun, am not giving you these things without conditions; you must guard Guobeixian for me for one hundred years."

Yan Chixia and Xia Hou looked at each other, and then said in unison:

"Senior, please, we dare not refuse, and it is our wish!"

After this, Sun Wukong brought Yan Chixia and Xia Hou to Guobeixian and personally taught them for two months.

Although Sun Wukong did not understand sword Dao, with his cultivation base as a Da Luo Golden Immortal, he was fully capable of guiding Yan Chixia and Xia Hou from a position of superior insight.

Seeing that the strength of Yan Chixia and Xia Hou now far exceeded that of the original Tree Demon Grandmother, Sun Wukong stopped teaching and prepared to go look for the special mission.

"Senior, hearing you say that, I think you should go look for the Black Mountain Old Demon!"

Sun Wukong had absolutely no clue regarding the special mission of investigating why the immortals and Buddhas had not appeared, so he had mentioned it to Yan Chixia by chance.

Thus, Yan Chixia expressed his own view:

"Does Senior know why there are so many ghosts in the human world?"

Yan Chixia did not intentionally keep him in suspense and then said directly:

"Because the Underworld no longer exists. The City of Wrongful Death, which was originally the place for reincarnation in the human world, has now been occupied by the Black Mountain Old Demon."

"Under the occupation of the Black Mountain Old Demon, any ghost or monster that gives offerings to him can use the City of Wrongful Death to come directly to the human world. If Senior can eliminate the Black Mountain Old Demon and reclaim the City of Wrongful Death, you might know the reason why the immortals and Buddhas have not appeared."

"Good, hearing you say this, I will go to the City of Wrongful Death, slay that Black Mountain Old Demon, and thoroughly investigate the City of Wrongful Death!"

Sun Wukong originally had no leads, but now Yan Chixia had proposed a perspective. Although it was uncertain whether eliminating the Black Mountain Old Demon would complete the special mission.

But compared to wandering around like a headless fly, Sun Wukong now believed that slaying the Black Mountain Old Demon was a relatively clear path.

The City of Wrongful Death, just as its name suggests, is the place in the Netherworld where the souls of those who died wrongfully reside.

Sun Wukong did not feel unfamiliar with the City of Wrongful Death.

Not to mention the time Sun Wukong wreaked havoc in the Underworld.

In the Primordial world, the City of Wrongful Death was created by Ksitigarbha, so Sun Wukong was naturally very familiar with it.

Of course, in this Liaozhai world, there were naturally no great beings with supernatural powers like Ksitigarbha.

However, the City of Wrongful Death did exist, but no one knew who had built it.

Originally, the Underworld should have been managed by the Ten Yama Kings, Ksitigarbha, and other great powers, but in this Liaozhai world.

The Underworld had been completely occupied by demons, monsters, and ghosts, and the City of Wrongful Death had been occupied by the Black Mountain Old Demon, who had become a demon king.

To kill the Black Mountain Old Demon, one naturally had to enter the Netherworld.

In the original Liaozhai world, one could only enter the Underworld through special methods.

But for Sun Wukong, wasn't the Underworld a place he could come and go as he pleased?

Especially the Underworld in the Liaozhai world, which had absolutely no obstacles at all.

At this moment, Sun Wukong brandished the Golden-Hooped Rod in his hand.

He split the Yin and Yang directly, and then stepped into the Netherworld that belonged to the Underworld.

In an instant, upon entering the Underworld, Sun Wukong could clearly feel the scenery between heaven and earth dimming.

Even with his Fiery Eyes, Sun Wukong could only see black and white colors in this Underworld.

After all, this was the Underworld, which was naturally not comparable to the human world. Of course, more importantly, the Underworld was incomplete, so it could not restore the complete appearance of the human world.

Sun Wukong had arrived in the Netherworld, and because there was no jurisdiction by Underworld ghost officials, everywhere Sun Wukong looked, there were lonely ghosts and wild spirits.

They had no thoughts or will here, and could only wander around based on instinct.

This was the Underworld, the final destination for the dead; this was no longer a world for the living.

Not to mention the Underworld in the Primordial world, the Underworld in the Liaozhai world was the world where souls ultimately belonged; in other words, it was the Yin realm that souls entered after a person died and the soul left the body.