Chapter 9: Underworld Commander of the Yellow Springs

And after this refining, the sliver of divine light in his body seemed to have grown stronger. This sliver of divine light only appeared after he refined the City God clay statue. It was different from the spiritual Qi of heaven and earth he absorbed, but he could vaguely sense that it seemed more mysterious, and its power seemed stronger, but he hadn't yet figured out the way to trigger this sliver of divinity.

Finally able to move freely, Su Yuanshan felt great, walked out of the main hall with his hands behind his back, and smiled lightly at Bai Wugou, who was guarding outside the hall door.

"That's right, it is this Lord. These days you have been running back and forth for this Lord, it has been hard on you. As a reward, this Lord will teach you some Dao techniques, are you willing to learn?"

The little white fox was naturally filled with spiritual Qi, intelligent, and had a simple nature. It was a good seedling for cultivation. It would be a pity not to cultivate it. After all, he still had to rely on it to find treasures in the ancient tomb.

Bai Wugou was overjoyed when he heard this and bowed repeatedly.

"Xiaobai is willing to learn, please teach me, Master!"

Su Yuanshan reached out and helped it up.

"Get up, no need to call me Master, this Lord has no intention of taking disciples.

Just pointing you out a bit!"

What Su Yuanshan taught it was the art of sensing spiritual Qi. After all, if one cannot sense spiritual Qi, no matter how outstanding the talent is, it is useless. This is the most basic, but this art of sensing spiritual Qi is a human cultivation technique. Su Yuanshan cannot guarantee whether Bai Wugou can comprehend it.

The sky was getting late, the bright moon was rising, and Bai Wugou was still immersed in cultivation. Su Yuanshan looked up at the moon, full of melancholy. It happened to be the Mid-Autumn Festival, but he had no relatives or friends, and felt lonely.

"In childhood, I didn't know the moon, calling it a white jade plate.

I also suspected it was a Yao Terrace mirror, flying in the blue clouds."

He didn't expect that as soon as the words fell, someone said in mid-air.

"Nanzhou City God is truly elegant, still in the mood to chant poems? Your jurisdiction is rampant with demons and the people are living in misery, do you know your crime?"

Su Yuanshan was startled when he heard this. He saw a black cloud drifting in the sky, covering the bright moon. Not long after, three semi-transparent figures walked down from the cloud mountain. One of them had a 'Night' character embroidered on his chest, but it was blurry and not very clear.

This is...... Night-Roaming God?

According to the "Huainanzi": The Night-Roaming God, whose duty belongs to the Underworld, drives black clouds to walk in the human world, rewarding good and punishing evil, with a character embroidered on his chest: Night.

Su Yuanshan's heart jumped. Meeting a real deity as a fake deity, it was inevitable to be uneasy, but he still pretended to be calm, cupped his hands and smiled lightly.

"So it is the Night-Roaming God messenger. You came here, could it be that you really came to question my crime?"

He saw the Night-Roaming God lower the cloud head, walk to Su Yuanshan, and sneer.

"Does this still need to be said? You are the City God of Nanzhou Town, yet you are negligent in your duties, lazy in government affairs, and have been missing from your post for more than a year, making the Nanzhou region rampant with demons and the people living in misery, causing us to be punished by our superiors as well.

I am acting on the decree of Guang Wang to take you. Come with me to the Xuanming Palace for a trip!"

Hearing this, Su Yuanshan felt both relieved and worried.

What was gratifying was that even the Night-Roaming God didn't discover that he was a fake. What was worrying was that the conviction of underworld officials was more severe than that of the human world.

Just being absent from his post was probably enough for him to drink a pot, not to mention other crimes such as letting demons run rampant.

But he couldn't tell the truth about the real situation. Could he say he wasn't the original City God but just a fake?

So he sighed.

"Night-Roaming God messenger blames this deity wrongly, it is not......"

However, the Night-Roaming God didn't show any mercy and said coldly.

"You don't need to argue with me, just go to Guangwang Shenjun and say it! Please!"

The Night-Roaming God made a gesture of invitation. Clearly, he gave him some face because he was a City God and didn't use shackles to take him.

The Night-Roaming God is one of the Ten Underworld Commanders, with a status higher than City Gods, Land Deities, Kitchen Gods, River Earls, etc. Not ordering the underworld messengers and puppets under his command to lock him up was already giving him face.

Su Yuanshan naturally couldn't be ignorant.

He glanced at the little white fox Bai Wugou. It was still immersed in cultivation, clearly unaware of the situation around it.

Seeming to notice Su Yuanshan's small movements, the Night-Roaming God said.

"This is your spirit beast, right? You don't need to worry. Before you return from reporting your duties, I will send underworld messengers and ghosts to guard this place. No one dares to hurt it."

Su Yuanshan cupped his hands.

"In that case, I have to trouble the messenger."

He heard the Night-Roaming God urge.

"City God, no need to be polite, let's set off immediately!"

While speaking, he saw him beckon with his hand, and suddenly a black cloud surged from under his feet, carrying them straight to the bright moon.

For the first time, Su Yuanshan experienced the feeling of riding the clouds and driving the mist. In his ears was the sound of the wind, but under his feet, it was light and airy, as if stepping on cotton. The mountains and rivers became smaller and smaller, finally becoming small dots.

He didn't know how long he flew. The Night-Roaming God pressed the cloud head, landed at the foot of a pitch-black mountain, and then waved his hand, taking Su Yuanshan and walking underground step by step. The originally hard mountain stones were like nothing, and their bodies gradually turned into phantoms and disappeared into the thick fog of the mountain forest.

At this moment, Su Yuanshan was traveling underground, without any hindrance. Once underground, it was like changing to a different world. Everything around was gray, and not long after, they arrived at a checkpoint. Guarding the door were a dozen strong men holding steel forks, with green faces and fangs, wearing tiger-skin skirts. One of them was particularly tall and fierce. Su Yuanshan looked up and saw the three characters 'Kui Gate' written on the archway, and a small line of reminder next to it, 'No permit, disperse; with permit, pass.'

Those guys were shouting loudly from time to time, trying to drive away the wandering souls trying to enter the pass, and their attitude was not very friendly. However, when they saw the Night-Roaming God, they changed their faces and smiled and said to Su Yuanshan and the Night-Roaming God.

"So it is the Roaming God and Weiling Mansion Lord, Chiguo pays his respects!"

Saying this, he scolded a group of subordinates.

"What are you all dawdling there for? Quickly disperse the wandering souls and let the Roaming God and Mansion Lord pass!"

Amidst the scolding, Su Yuanshan and the Night-Roaming God and others passed through the checkpoint.

However, what met their eyes was a pitch-black, strange mountain forest. Thick fog rose on both sides of the mountain forest, and the distant scenery could not be seen at all. What could be seen were some strange trees covered with black scales and tentacles-like things wriggling one by one.

This was definitely not an ordinary mountain forest, and it was extremely dangerous! This was Su Yuanshan's first feeling when seeing this strange mountain forest!

The road was full of yellow mud, appearing somewhat muddy and difficult to walk, as if one would fall into it and never be reincarnated if not careful.

Fortunately, this section of the road was not long, and Su Yuanshan had already heard the sound of flowing water not far away.

Soon Su Yuanshan walked out of this mountain forest, and even the Night-Roaming God and the two puppets seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, as if there were things in the mountain forest that even they feared.

A river, a very wide river appeared in front of Su Yuanshan and them. The scenery on both sides of the river was very beautiful, and the river bank was full of red flowers, just like blooming June chrysanthemums, bright red like fire. ===== CHAPTER 10 =====