Hell Emperor.

Chapter 281 Shura Jie-Wish
After hearing Moro's words, Ye Jie was in great confusion and couldn't calm down for a long time.

After a while, he finally spoke, tentatively asking, "If I were to leave the Demon Palace, would my realm also be abolished?"

Moro raised his eyebrows, revealing a bit of contempt and teasing, his eyes as bright as stars, seeming to mercilessly laugh at Ye Jie's naivety: "Keep it, it's a reward for you."

Ye Jie breathed a sigh of relief. Even if he left the Demon Palace, he would be able to retain his current cultivation level of the peak of the fifth level of the Immortal Sealing Realm.

Looking at the leftovers on the table, Ye Jie couldn't help feeling a little distressed. If such precious materials were used to make pills instead of being eaten directly, he would have gained even more improvement, and breaking through to become a ghost immortal would not be a dream.

His realm was preserved, and Ye Jie couldn't help wanting more, so he continued to test: "Then why is my technique..."

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Moro:

"You have no right to bargain with me. You can only accept what I give you. You can't take what I don't give you. This is the rule, my rule."

She spoke in a teasing tone, but the content of her voice revealed an unquestionable meaning. Any questioning would be a challenge to her authority and would inevitably be met with a thunderous punishment.

Ye Jie was silent. He was powerless to disobey the Lord of the Demon Palace and had to do as she wished.

However, there was still one thing that puzzled Ye Jie. If he didn't ask now, he might not have the chance to ask in the future. He took a deep breath and then spoke solemnly: "Your Highness Moro, when did you see the changes in me?"

"From the beginning."

Moro answered slowly. Her words made Ye Jie's heart tremble and he felt his breathing completely stagnant.

It turned out that the changes in me had been seen by Moro from the beginning, but she did nothing. She did not order King Shura to capture me, nor did she take back the six-sided stitching pages. Instead, she let me do whatever I wanted, used the six-sided stitching pages to modify the files, and finally took back the main account of the Nether Spirit Hall. Even when I asked to leave, she only asked me to hand over the six-sided stitching pages and the skills obtained from them.

Moro raised his chin, his manner was calm and elegant, but Ye Jie felt a sense of awe from the bottom of his heart. Moro's sophistication and majesty deeply impressed Ye Jie.

As time passed, Ye Jie was in a dilemma. Should he give up his skills and the innate magical powers he might obtain in the future and leave the Demon Palace?

Ye Jie sighed. Without any skills or innate magical powers, it is useless to have a certain realm.

If he leaves now, he will still be as mediocre as in the past, unable to do anything except the Secret of the Netherworld. He will become a burden to his family and hinder their progress.

Ye Jie remained silent. He didn't want his family members to have to divert some of their energy to protect themselves when facing a strong enemy. He didn't want to hold others back.

As if seeing Ye Jie's hesitation, Moro said at the right time: "It seems that you have concerns. How about this, if you bring me another main account, I will let you keep all the abilities you get from the main account, whether it is a technique or something else, you can take it away. I can even leave the main account suture page to you."

Moro's proposal made Ye Jie's eyes light up. The Lord of Moro Palace always keeps his word. Once he has made a promise, he will never go back on his word.

And that also means that Ye Jie is expected to leave the Demon Palace safely with all his skills and innate magical powers, plus seven stitching pages, but the prerequisite is that he must get another main account. In fact, at that time, it will not be seven stitching pages, but eight stitching pages.

Even though the road ahead is difficult, there is still hope.

Thinking of this, Ye Jie finally made a decision. He reached out for the Shura mask placed aside and was about to put it on when he suddenly heard Moro's words in his ears.

"Wait a minute, let me take a good look at you."

Moro's words made Ye Jie stunned for a moment. Before he could react, he saw the space in front of him twisted. The next moment, Moro flashed in front of him.

A cold wind blew past, and Ye Jie's whole body froze. Deep in his soul, he could not muster the slightest desire to resist. With Moro's strength, killing him would not be much more difficult than crushing an ant.

Moro looked at Ye Jie's face, but he felt it was not enough, so he stretched out his hand to pinch Ye Jie's chin and pushed his head left and right. After a while, he showed a satisfied look: "Very good, it seems that you have a pretty perfect face."

"what?"

Ye Jie was stunned, thinking he had heard wrongly.

Ye Jie certainly knew what he looked like. He had an ordinary appearance and was not handsome at all. He didn't know why Moro said that.

Could it be that those delicious foods made him look more handsome? Or did he learn the Divine Dragon Transformation and take on some of the aura of a true dragon? Just as Ye Jie was making random guesses, he heard Moro reveal:

"Your appearance is neither outstanding nor eye-catching, and your aura is neither ostentatious nor gloomy. You are the type that is forgotten once you see it. You can blend in with the crowd very well, which is a natural advantage. You are the perfect choice to carry out the assassination mission. In this case... you should go and assassinate the Lord of the Witch God Temple!"

"Assassinate...who?"

Ye Jie coughed dryly, thinking that he had misheard. But when he saw that Moro's face was serious and she was not joking at all, he realized that she really wanted to assassinate the King of Hell himself.

Ye Jie quickly said, "Your Highness Moruo, the Lord of the Wushen Temple is the King of Hell just like you. Is this assassination...inappropriate?"

"Same as me? Hahaha..."

Hearing this, Moro laughed out loud, and his unruly laughter echoed wantonly. Anyone who heard it had their soul trembled, as if they had fallen into the abyss. They could only kneel on the ground, not daring to raise their heads for a long time.

Ye Jie knew he had said something wrong, so he lowered his head, sweat oozing from his forehead, and heard Moro snort coldly:
"What is his virtue, to be like me? Since he refuses to hand over the main account, I think he is tired of living. Anyone who stands in my way must die!"

Seeing that Moruo had made up his mind, Ye Jie did not dare to ask more questions and quickly changed the subject: "However, with my strength, how can I be a match for the master of the Witch God Temple? I am afraid that I will fail to assassinate him and be killed by him instead. My death is a small matter, but I am afraid that it will hurt the relationship between the Witch God Temple and the Moruo Temple..."

Moro raised his eyebrows and a pleasant chuckle escaped from his throat: "How come I didn't realize that you care so much about the relationship between the Yama Palace?"

Ye Jie was embarrassed and didn't answer. Fortunately, the embarrassment didn't last too long. He heard Moro say, "Don't worry. The equality formation of Dongsheng Shenzhou will suppress the realm of immortals to the third level. You can defeat Su Miao. Your strength is similar. In addition, the assassination was deliberate and unintentional, which is enough to make him fall into the trap."

Ye Jie nodded slightly. With the blessing of the seven stitching pages, he might not be unable to defeat the master of the Wushen Temple under the suppression of the equality formation. Moro had calculated this point and asked him to carry out the mission. "In a few days, it will be the most grand annual festival of returning to the sun in the East. I will let the master of the Golden Wheel Temple cooperate with you. You don't have to wear the Shura mask. If something goes wrong, the Demon Luo Temple will not give you any backup. All your actions are also instructed by the master of the Golden Wheel Temple. Do you understand?" Moro smiled playfully and spoke meaningfully.

Ye Jie's heart trembled. Sure enough, Moro had planned it all in the morning and shirked all responsibility. Even if the Lord of the Witch God Palace guessed that she was the mastermind behind the scenes, he could only swallow his anger and dared not ask the Lord of the Moro Palace for an explanation.

"This mission is extremely difficult and dangerous. I am afraid that I will fail in my mission. Otherwise, you should seek help from someone else..." Ye Jie was in a dilemma. He did not dare to take on the task of assassinating the Lord of Yama Palace lightly.

Seeing Ye Jie still shirking his responsibility, Moro looked unhappy, her eyebrows sank, and invisible pressure emanated from her, causing Ye Jie's bones to creak. Then she said:
"I never treat any of my subordinates unfairly, and similarly, I will never let any of my enemies go. You should think carefully before you answer."

Seeing this, Ye Jie quickly changed his words: "I am willing to serve His Majesty Moro at all costs, even if there are thousands of difficulties and dangers, I will not refuse."

Hearing this, Moro nodded with satisfaction, and a smile appeared on his lips: "That's right, when you kill the master of the Wushen Temple and bring him back to the Wushen Temple's main tent, I will reward you handsomely. Don't you want to make another wish? Don't you want to regain your freedom with all your magical skills?"

Ye Jie was silent. If he wanted to be free, he had to complete the mission of the Demon Palace Master, assassinate the Witch God Palace Master, and take away the Witch God Palace Master's account.

"The main account suture pages are with you first, you can use them as you like. The master of the Golden Wheel Palace is in the Goguryeo Kingdom in the east, go find him and let him arrange the assassination." Moro reminded.

At this time, Ye Jie seemed to remember something and took the initiative to speak: "Your Highness Moro, I haven't made the wish I just made yet..."

Moro smiled and said, "Have you decided what you want? I must remind you that the master of the Wushen Temple is proficient in summoning spirits, so he is not so easy to deal with. If you wish for a magic weapon, maybe you will get something special?"

Ye Jie calmed himself down and took a deep breath: "I want..."

After hearing what Ye Jie said, a trace of astonishment flashed across Moro's starry eyes, but he quickly regained his composure and looked at Ye Jie deeply again: "Well, if this is your wish, it has come true."

Hearing this, Ye Jie breathed a sigh of relief, then said goodbye respectfully and left the hall.

Outside the hall, seeing that Ye Jie had not returned for a long time, those waiting couldn't help but feel a little anxious.

Lin Hanyan clenched her fists tightly: "Why hasn't Brother Jie come out yet? Could it be... that His Highness Moro is unhappy with him and plans to punish him severely?"

Beside her, Ren Changhong stood with a sword on his back, his temperament was extraordinary and calm: "Don't worry, His Highness has always been clear about rewards and punishments. Ah Jie has made great contributions this time. If you bring him back to the main tent of the Nether Spirit Palace, he will be rewarded heavily. There will be no danger."

"That's what I say, but..."

Lin Hanyan sighed. If that were true, it would be fine. But the problem was that she had seen the extraordinary qualities of Ye Jie, which obviously involved some unknown secrets. If Moro blamed him for this, he would be in big trouble.

At this moment, the butterfly on Ren Changhong's shoulder seemed to have discovered something and began to dance up and down. The two were stunned at first, then reacted and looked up, only to see a familiar yet unfamiliar figure slowly returning.

They said he was familiar because the aura on him was exactly the same as the impression they had of Ye Jie. They said he was strange because his face was no longer covered by the Shura mask, and he just walked over with his face bare.

"That's great... It seems that His Highness Moro didn't make things difficult for you."

Seeing Ye Jie returning, Lin Hanyan breathed a sigh of relief, and her tone became excited.

In the Tianxuan Palace, Lin Hanyan had seen Ye Jie's original appearance before, but her memory was a little vague, so she didn't dare to confirm it at the first time. However, Youdie immediately took off when she saw Ye Jie, as if she was extremely familiar with his appearance, as if she had seen it many times before.

Fortunately, Youdie's strange behavior did not attract their attention, otherwise Ye Jie would not know how to explain it.

"Wait a minute, your realm..."

Ren Changhong looked at Ye Jie carefully, with an incredible look in her bright eyes. She remembered that not long ago, Ye Jie had only reached the late second stage in the competition in the Nether Spirit Palace. She didn't expect that after such a short while, when he returned, he had already reached the peak of the fifth stage like her.

The sudden change made Ren Changhong unable to believe his eyes. He thought he had made a mistake. The person in front of him was not Ye Jie at all, but another powerful Shura.

Hearing this, Lin Hanyan also noticed Ye Jie's changes. Besides being surprised, she couldn't help but feel a little puzzled and wanted to figure out what had happened to Ye Jie.

In response, Ye Jie just smiled faintly: "Thanks to the reward from the Lord of the Demon Palace, she treated me to precious delicacies. The taste is probably only enjoyed by immortals. I heard that those ingredients are worth hundreds of billions of Yin De. They have made my realm advance by leaps and bounds."

"Hundreds...billions?"

Lin Hanyan opened her eyes wide, thinking that she had heard it wrong. That huge number was simply beyond the imagination of an ordinary ghost.

Seeing her expression, Ye Jie joked: "Are you surprised? When I heard this number, I was also shocked like you. Lord Mo Luo, it really is..."

He shook his head, not knowing how to comment. The Lord of the Mara Palace aspired to become the Emperor of the Underworld. Perhaps, this was the spirit that only the Emperor of the Underworld was worthy of possessing.

On the side, Ren Changhong looked at Ye Jie, and his eyes under the Shura mask were also filled with a bit of complexity.

Seeing Ye Jie's strength rising, she was sincerely happy for him. He was only at the second level in the past, but now he was able to leap to the peak of the fifth level, and was only one step away from becoming a ghost fairy. This opportunity was not something that everyone could have.

"You took off the Shura mask. It seems that this is your wish..." Ren Changhong spoke softly, immediately attracting the attention of several people. "Now, you have finally broken free from the shackles of the Demon Palace and gained the freedom you always dreamed of. Congratulations!"

At the end, Ren Changhong couldn't help feeling a little melancholy. She had practiced for so many years, and only Ye Jie had deeply touched her heart. Unfortunately, they were about to part.

After taking off the Shura mask, it seems that Ye Jie will not stay in the Demon Palace any longer, and he will never be seen again. This situation inevitably makes Ren Changhong feel a little disappointed.

Seeing this, Ye Jie laughed: "You are wrong, this is not my wish."

After saying that, Ye Jie stretched out his hand, and under Ren Changhong's astonished gaze, he took off the Shura mask on her face, revealing a beautiful face with skin as white as snow.

(End of this chapter)