Chapter 177: Give You Three Years

Even if it's you, don't even think of stopping me!

As soon as his words fell, the darkness that had been torn apart spread again! Under the night sky, this darkness seemed to merge with heaven and earth, its power surging like a heavenly flood pressing toward Yu Lin!

Yu Lin merely raised his hand lightly.

Hum—

A massive golden palm print instantly condensed in midair, its lines clearly visible, emitting an awe-inspiring pressure.

Wherever the palm print passed, the darkness melted away like ice under a scorching sun, leaving not a trace!

The young man shouted to the heavens: "I don't believe you're really that strong!"

His body suddenly swelled, a pair of curved demon horns burst from his forehead, bat wings unfurled from his back, instantly transforming into his true demon form!

Both hands gathered dark red light waves, imbued with terrifying demonic power, shooting toward the palm print!

However.

Before the golden palm print, this terrifying light wave was as fragile as a child's toy.

The moment the light wave touched the palm print, it shattered instantly, unable to even block for a moment!

The young man's pupils contracted sharply as he poured all his demonic power into the light wave frenziedly, yet it was still useless.

He could only watch helplessly as that golden palm print slowly pressed down—

Boom!!!

In the deafening roar, smoke and dust shot up into the sky!

When the smoke cleared, the young man had returned to human form, half-kneeling on the ground, his clothes torn, blood at the corner of his mouth, gasping heavily.

Yu Lin stepped forward, looking at the young man half-kneeling on the ground.

"You submit?"

"...... I submit."

"What's your name?"

"Feimeng."

"All right, Feimeng, go home."

"I won't go back!"

"You won't listen, huh?"

"You're not my father—what right do you have to boss me around?"

"Then your father just told me not to beat you to death—what do you say?"

".........."

Feimeng fell silent, not knowing what to say for a moment.

After thinking for a long time, he finally said: "Three years, give me three years."

"If I don't achieve anything, I'll go back on my own!"

"Will that work?"

Yu Lin thought, took out his phone, opened the world map: "How about this?"

"There's another country next door—go there."

"I can't control what happens there, but of course you may only act against evildoers—you must become a benevolent demon who does good, accumulates virtue, and loves peace, got it?"

"I'll give you three years."

Feimeng, hearing this, saw him relent and immediately nodded: "Sure! Thanks."

"What about my father over there......"

Yu Lin gave a slight smile: "I'll talk to him."

"Of course, if you cross the line, come back here, or do something you shouldn't, making me lose face in front of others, you know the consequences, right?"

Feimeng looked at his smiling face, a premonition of death unbidden rose in his heart, and he quickly nodded:

"Yes yes yes, I promise I won't cross the line!"

"Uncle, just rest assured!"

Even calling him "uncle" now.

Not bad.

Yu Lin was pleased with his ability to yield and stand firm, turned his head to the black- and white-faced men, and smiled:

"Give me some face, you two?"

The black-faced man waved his hand: "You've handled it like this—what more is there to say?"

"Leaving it to you is perfect; the higher-ups know we're doing this and won't complain."

"Thanks, want to go get a late-night snack together?" Yu Lin rubbed his stomach and said:

"I'm actually a bit hungry."

After the black- and white-faced men exchanged a glance, the white-faced man nodded:

"It's not impossible."

"Then let's go."

Yu Lin turned and walked back the way he came, the black- and white-faced men following.

As they walked, Yu Lin stopped again, turned back to Feimeng and said:

"Feimeng, aren't you coming?"

Anything else about him?

Feimeng seemed not to have expected Yu Lin to call him too, stared for a moment, then said:

"Okay."

"Hmm, there's one more thing: send the person lying on the ground back."

"Alright."

Soon after.

In front of a street stall.

Yu Lin swallowed the fish meat in his mouth, smiled at the two Black and White Impermanences, and asked, "Are you the Black and White Impermanences?"

The two Black and White Impermanences nodded, "Yes."

"Xie Bi'an."

"Fan Wuj​iu."

There are many Soul Reapers, but there is only one Hei Bai Wuchang.

Yu Lin nodded, "I've heard of you for a long time, indeed."

"Do you have a phone? Let's add a contact so we can stay in touch later."

Hearing that, Xie Bi'an shook his head:

"This is a matter of the mortal realm; unless the two of us receive an order to stay in the mortal world for some time, we are not permitted to get involved according to the rules."

"Humans and ghosts walk different paths; it's better that we do not interfere with each other."

Fan Wuj​iu slapped his thigh and said, "Hey, big brother, did you forget?"

"We can burn Talisman Paper to send a message."

As he spoke, he immediately took several yellow Talisman Papers from his pocket and handed them to Yu Lin:

"These are our two‑person contact Talisman Papers. If anything happens, write the content on one, burn it, and the two of us will receive it."

"However… I feel that if it's a matter you can't resolve, the two of us might not be able to resolve it either."

"Just to show our goodwill, haha."

He laughed heartily, lifted his beer and took a big gulp, but before the drink could reach his stomach, he suddenly coughed hard, spitting directly onto Fei Meng's face beside him.

"What are you doing?!" Fei Meng shouted angrily, about to stand up, when he felt a huge hand press on his shoulder, pushing him back into the chair.

Just as he tried to see who it was, the two Black and White Impermanences rose and bowed, saying:

"We have met Judge Zhong."

The newcomer was burly, wearing a black baseball cap, a mask covering his face, revealing only a pair of sharp eyes.

His gaze was fierce as a Ferocious Tiger, as if it could pierce the heart, enough to frighten timid children to tears.

Yet his voice was surprisingly gentle and pleasant, forming a stark contrast with his appearance:

"No need for formalities, you may continue eating."

Having said that,

He walked straight to Yu Lin's side, extended a broad hand, smiling in his eyes, and said, "Hello."

"Hmm, you as well," Yu Lin replied, shaking hands, and asked, "Zhong Kui, Judge Zhong?"

"Did you also come because of this guy's matter?"

"Hmm." Zhong Kui nodded, glanced at Fei Meng sitting obediently beside him, and said with a smile:

"Since you've already dealt with his matter, let this issue be concluded for now."

"I won't disturb your meal any longer, goodbye."

After saying that, he turned and left, disappearing into the shadows.

He arrived suddenly and left just as suddenly.

It seemed that the issue with Fei Meng was merely an excuse; seeing Yu Lin was his real purpose.