Chapter 2716: The Mad City Lord's Rules of Love and Kill 40

The new emperor had just taken the throne, the dragon seat not yet warm, but he already knew who must not be provoked above this imperial power.

He had personally witnessed how Jin Chen stormed the deep palace, how he casually executed the resurrected father emperor—something beyond human capability.

After weighing the options, the new emperor made the wisest choice.

He devoted the nation's full strength to wholly support Jin Chen's actions.

Without the Imperial Tutor faction's hindrance, the new emperor's orders flowed unimpeded; the Imperial Forest Army and the cultivators who answered the call joined forces to inspect the moat.

Iron chains spanned the river, spiritual nets sank deep; countless corpses forgotten in the mire were hauled ashore, some already turned to white bone, others still retaining distorted forms.

After this, Jin Chen's reputation rose like the sun at noon.

Adepts and eccentrics from far-flung realms gathered here, no longer for secret manuals or wealth, but truly to safeguard mortal peace, working together to prevent the tragedy of yin-yang imbalance.

Whenever night fell, Jin Chen used primal spiritual power to scout the capital and even the continent, seeking a chance to restore the yin-yang order; at dawn, when yang qi was abundant, he returned to the barrier to keep Yin Chaosheng company.

That cold palace—no, perhaps it should no longer be called that—Jin Chen poured much thought into arranging this place.

Ancient tree branches and leaves grew ever lusher under the nourishment of spiritual qi; the swing was moved into the courtyard, and every brick and tile here were soaked with Jin Chen's spiritual power.

In daylight, the blazing yang qi made it especially hard for the unstable-souled Yin Chaosheng; most of the time he curled in Jin Chen's embrace, drawing on that pure spiritual power's nourishment to soothe himself into an uneasy slumber, thus countering the pain of soul attrition.

Jin Chen then held him, either sitting at the bedside or gently rocking on the swing.

At night, lights would flare up one by one inside and outside the barrier; Yin Chaosheng's condition waxed and waned, and when it was good he liked to kiss Jin Chen on the swaying swing.

Sometimes he would sit directly on Jin Chen's lap, his wide red robe trailing the ground, with no trace of the Ghost King's wild ferocity in his brows, nuzzling him, indulging in utmost tenderness.

Sometimes the Red Yin Ghost King's mischievous streak would surface; before Jin Chen returned from his outing, he would lay a netherworld flower‑seed maze in the courtyard, watching Jin Chen break through each obstacle, then he would grinningly leap from the eaves into his awaiting embrace, leaving a moist kiss under the cold moonlight, enough to entwine.

Thus, the cycle repeated.

Exactly forty‑nine days.

On the forty‑ninth day, just after midnight.

All cultivators in the capital, regardless of rank, felt something at that moment and suddenly looked up at the night sky.

The yin and yang, stagnant for who knows how many years, began to flow again.

Along the moat's banks, the water's edge glowed with a soft, otherworldly light—the barrier long separating the netherworld from the mortal realm, now reappearing.

Jin Chen stood alone by the moat, his sleeves fluttering in the cool night wind; he abruptly turned and gazed toward a nearby spot.

"Senior Brother!"

Chu Jiu Shan and Zang Huai An, one on the left and one on the right, dragged Fu Lingjing out from behind the trees.

"This sneaky rat hiding here—what does he intend to do?!"

Jin Chen walked over slowly, looking at Fu Lingjing pinned to the ground as if at an insignificant corpse. "I had actually forgotten you."

Jin Chen raised his hand, a faint spiritual light gathering at his fingertip, about to press it to Fu Lingjing's forehead to end this trouble completely.

"No! Don't! Immortal…" Fu Lingjing screamed in despair in his mind.

Then an abrupt change occurred.

"Ahhhhh!" Fu Lingjing clutched his head and let out an utterly wretched shriek.

Jin Chen raised an eyebrow. "I haven't even moved yet."

Suddenly, a orb of flashing blue‑tinged netherlight drifted out from Fu Lingjing's forehead.

"Lord Jin Chen, wait, wait! Spare me! I'm coming out myself!"

Both Jin Chen and the Fu Lingjing rolling on the ground could hear that voice.

Fu Lingjing endured the pain, incredulously staring at that cluster of blue light.

He had never heard an immortal utter such a feeble, terrified sound!

"Hey!"

Ling Gun Gun poked his head out, warily fixing on that blue cluster, "Where did you wild system come from? Report your name!"

Jin Chen raised his hand to signal Chu Jiu Shan and the others to hold steady, "Leave this to me; the netherworld barrier has appeared—go rest first."

Liu Shuoyue glanced at the riverside's ethereal boundary, knowing Jin Chen spoke true; with the netherworld reopened, yin qi would surely surge, and mortal bodies could hardly endure it long.

She nodded, exchanging a glance with Zang Huai An.

Hei Yi then said succinctly to Jin Chen, "If you need us, call anytime."

The four then departed, full of doubts.

After they had gone far, Jin Chen turned back to that cluster of blue‑tinged netherlight, glanced at the dying Fu Lingjing whose soul was wounded, and spoke lightly.

"Who are you?"

The blue netherlight hurriedly circled Jin Chen once, "It's me, it's me! Lord Jin Chen, I am the spirit of the Five Elements Divine Water! Lord, quickly take me in… ow!"

Before it finished speaking, Jin Chen flicked it away with a finger; it tumbled several times in the air before steadying.

Jin Chen raised an eyebrow, his tone cool with amusement, "You know who I am, yet you dare aid the protagonist against me?"

Strange—he has gathered nearly all the Five Elements Divine Objects, yet the Divine Water alone has gained sentience.

The Water Spirit hurriedly replied, "No, my lord! You've misunderstood… this is a plot that must unfold in this world line!"

"Otherwise this protagonist is so weak he'd be slain by you at the start, which wouldn't do either."

As it spoke, it extended a tiny tentacle, touching Jin Chen's shoulder to show affection.

The result was that Ling Gun Gun slapped it away with a claw, unsparing.

Ling Gun Gun held his head high, "Who knows what you're scheming."

The Water Spirit shrank back its tentacles, aggrieved, "Lord Jin Chen, you see clearly—I know my own mind! I'm just letting him give you a bit of obstruction, stir up a little trouble."

"But every time he gets hurt and loses, it's him! Look, I'm just going through the motions, fulfilling the world line's task…"

Jin Chen listened to the Water Spirit's shameless display of loyalty, lifted his eyelids slightly, and chuckled.

Fu Lingjing lying on the ground: "…"

He listened to that exchange, then reflected on his own recent ordeal, his throat filling with blood from rage, nearly vomiting, feeling only absurd despair.

Seeing that Jin Chen had no intention of destroying it, the water spirit hurriedly took the opportunity to promote itself.

Jin Chen, I'm very useful! The operation of all things in the world cannot be separated from the power of the Five Elements; the stability of souls and the guidance of reincarnation—I can also help with that. I can nurture the Main God's soul for you, until you have chosen the most suitable reincarnation body for him in this world!

Its words actually struck Jin Chen's heart.

His eyes flickered slightly, he extended a finger, and the water spirit immediately obediently landed on his fingertip.

Jin Chen gently stroked it and praised, "This can be kept; it's indeed very useful."

Ling Gun Gun suddenly felt a sense of crisis!

This upstart actually dares to vie for its favor!

It jumped up, 【Host! I can transfer the auspicious aura of the Pixiu to the Main God's soul, ensuring his reincarnation in this world goes smoothly, safe and healthy, rich and noble, with lasting blessings——】

Jin Chen: "……"

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Jin Chen played with the docile water spirit on his fingertip, communicating with its consciousness.

【Five Elements Divine Objects are hard to come by; since this labor has come to the door, exploit it if you can—what are you mixing in for the fun?】

Ling Gun Gun suddenly realized, 【Indeed! Host is right—let it work itself to death!】