Chapter 987: Underworld Trade, Immortal Script Secured

“Master, I’ve decided! I can handle double the heavenly tribulation without issue!” Luo Bingyao said.

“The human race is only just beginning to recover; it’s better to leave them more safeguards.”

He Pingsheng smiled.

The human race’s protection this time is truly sufficient.

He pulled out the blood-red turtle shell and handed it to Luo Bingyao: “If you can’t withstand the eighth wave of tribulation, activate this!”

“Also, here is the eighth-rank defensive talisman I drew for you!”

“All of them are top-grade.”

“At a critical moment, they can help you block the heavenly tribulation!”

“Oh… and two ninth-rank ones too.”

He Pingsheng handed his disciple a pile of items all at once.

It wasn’t favoritism toward Luo Bingyao, nor was he being stingy with his son, He Tianya.

The dangers they faced were simply different.

He Tianya only faced the Seven-Nine Heavenly Tribulation, while Luo Bingyao faced the Eighth-Rank Heavenly Tribulation.

Don’t be fooled by just one level difference—after doubling, the final level’s power can exceed ten times the force of the seventh wave.

Boom…

Boom…

Waves of heavenly tribulation descended.

Relying on the talismans and turtle shell He Pingsheng gave her, Luo Bingyao perfectly weathered the ascension tribulation and ascended to the Immortal Realm.

Suddenly, He Pingsheng felt profoundly alone.

Da Lun Mingwang and Su Zhen were both sealed within the Small Spirit World.

His son had ascended!

His disciple had ascended too.

“Huh…” He Pingsheng exhaled deeply, gazing at the azure sky and murmuring: “Once I’ve handled what’s before me, I’ll ascend too.”

“Then what am I supposed to do before you ascend?” Jin Ku asked, voice bitter.

A bitter expression also surfaced on He Pingsheng’s face.

This was indeed a real problem.

“I have an idea!” He Pingsheng exhaled, saying: “But I won’t tell you yet—once we return from the Underworld, we’ll resolve it.”

“You’ll accept my solution too.”

With that, He Pingsheng instantly transformed into a streak of light and shot toward the Nine You Heavenly Abyss on the Tianhuo Continent, Tianpeng Emperor Domain.

Then he plunged straight in.

He Pingsheng and Jin Ku activated the [Six Paths Soul Seizing Art] simultaneously.

A river of Huang Quan opened before them.

They flew along the Huang Quan, soon exiting the Spirit Realm into the Void; after a stick of incense’s time, they entered the Underworld.

Familiar sensations and qi washed over them.

On the narrow river’s surface, faint heavenly light flickered.

He Pingsheng floated slowly forward, wondering if he might encounter Zhao Xiangdu again.

But after traveling only a short distance, before encountering any river patrol ghosts, he looked up and saw Cui Jue in white robes.

Apparently, Cui Jue had sensed He Pingsheng’s aura and arrived directly.

“Cui… Cui Senior…”

He Pingsheng bowed respectfully to Cui Jue, stunned.

You sensed me the moment I entered?

That means you knew when I came last time?

That time you deliberately let me enter the Yin Court to rescue someone—was that all just a trap laid for me?

Damn.

I thought I’d cleverly saved Zhou Qingmei, but I’d just walked straight into a pit they’d dug.

“He Pingsheng… we meet again!” Cui Jue smiled faintly: “Did you bring what was promised?”

“Brought it!” He Pingsheng waved his hand, producing a golden large dou.

Inside the large dou, it was brimming with cosmic fortune energy.

“Hehe…” Cui Jue chuckled: “Good… very good… excellent… you’re a man of your word!”

The large dou landed in his hand.

In his other hand, Cui Jue now held a fly whisk; he gave it a slight shake and said: “He Pingsheng, our transaction is complete. Should we meet again in the Underworld, I’ll spare you.”

“Farewell!”

“Senior, wait!” He Pingsheng quickly called out, bowing: “I have one more request!”

Cui Jue turned and asked: “What else?”

He Pingsheng said: “By chance, I acquired a celestial scripture from the Immortal Realm, but I cannot read its script. Could you please grant me some Immortal Script?”

“Oh?” Cui Jue’s interest spiked: “What scripture?”

He Pingsheng had prepared this—he pulled out a green jade slip and handed it to Cui Jue.

Cui Jue examined it intently.

After two breaths, he sneered: “I thought it was something earth-shattering—turns out it’s just common Immortal Realm trash?”

“He Pingsheng… you don’t need to learn it; ignore the technique on this slip!”

“Once you ascend, you’ll naturally understand its mysteries!”

With that, Cui Jue turned to leave.

“Senior!” He Pingsheng called out again, this time pulling a celestial peach from his storage space and offering it: “I’ll trade this celestial peach for a copy of Immortal Script!”

He knew the peach’s rank wasn’t high.

He’d previously strengthened it with the Treasure Basin.

If it were higher, it couldn’t have been strengthened.

But after strengthening, this peach was now top-grade.

Cui Jue stared at the peach for two glances and said: “This is a Rank-One Immortal Fruit, called the [Zheng Immortal Peach].”

“Not particularly rare, but this one is top-grade.”

“Hmm… I have no use for it myself, but I can give it to ghost officers and messengers as a reward.”

“I’ll give you the Immortal Script—but answer me one question.”

“Where did you get these Immortal Realm items?”

He Pingsheng said: “In our True Spirit World, there is a hidden realm called Piaomiao Mountain—a fragment of the Immortal Realm.”

“This fragment normally hides in the Void, only appearing once every six hundred thousand years during the Jiazi Heavenly Blindness.”

“About two thousand seven hundred years ago, the Jiazi Heavenly Blindness came to our Spirit Realm—I entered that Immortal Fragment and obtained all these items from it.”

“Good!” Cui Jue said: “Immortal Script is forbidden to be passed to beings of lower realms. You may have it—but swear you will not spread it to your world!”

“Yes, Senior!” He Pingsheng didn’t hesitate—he immediately swore the Heavenly Oath.

Then Cui Jue pulled out a speck of light, no bigger than a grain of rice, and tossed it to He Pingsheng: “After absorbing this speck, you’ll gain the ability to recognize Immortal Script and understand Immortal Tongues.”

“Has Zhou Qingmei been revived yet?”

He Pingsheng shook his head: “Not yet.”

Cui Jue said: “Are you secretly hoarding some fortune energy? Fine, I won’t ask. My share is already secured. But I’ll warn you—if you encounter obstacles reviving Zhou Qingmei later, use that fortune energy to shield her.”

He Pingsheng was overjoyed, took the speck of light, and tucked it away: “Thank you, Senior.”

He bowed deeply.

But when he lifted his head, Cui Jue had vanished.

“Gone!” He Pingsheng turned and shot back along the Huang Quan at full speed.

Within an hour, he had returned to the Spirit Realm.