Hell Emperor.

Chapter 288 Xia Wei-Confirmation
"Master, it turns out that you are still alive. Where are you..."

After listening to Ren Changhong's story, Xia Wei's face was filled with melancholy, and she felt more certain in her heart.

He once transformed into a third-grade divine weapon, considered his family more important than himself, had known Youdie for a long time, and was even willing to use the opportunity to make a wish to the Lord of the Demon Palace on his companions...

A single sign may not mean anything, but when all these events are added together, a gradually clear silhouette emerges in Xia Wei's mind. If it's not Ye Jie, who else could it be?
Even though he was in the Demon Palace, Ye Jie's nature remained unchanged, so much so that Xia Wei, who was familiar with him, could immediately confirm his identity based on the description given by Ren Changhong.

When Xia Wei thought that her master was still alive, she felt a deep joy in her heart. However, after knowing that Ye Jie was trapped in the Demon Palace, her joy turned into distress and she didn't understand what had happened.

Hua Xiaomei's body trembled, and she clenched her fists, but she still suppressed her excitement and asked, "Wait a minute, when did the Shura Jie you mentioned join the Demon Palace?"

"When? I saw him in the Demon Palace one day before the summer solstice this year..." Ren Changhong replied.

After checking, everyone found that the date mentioned by Ren Changhong was almost the same as the date when Ye Jie died. This result also made everyone more convinced that it was indeed Ye Jie.

Li Ba's pupils shrank. This incident completely overturned her cognition and made her hard to believe: "Wait a minute... we saw with our own eyes that Brother Jie's soul was scattered. How can he be resurrected after his soul is scattered? This is unheard of. I'm afraid there must be a mistake..."

Ren Changhong also fell silent, thinking: "Perhaps it was Her Highness Moro who took action... Her Highness Moro has reached the ninth level, and the various methods she has mastered are far beyond the imagination of ordinary people. Maybe she saved Ah Jie."

Hearing the name of Moro, everyone exclaimed in surprise. They all remembered the stunning look that Moro Palace Master left on them at the end of the battle with Guangwang Palace Master.

From this perspective, it is indeed possible that Moro saved Ye Jie, but what puzzles everyone is why she did this? As the strongest of the Ten Kings of Hell, well-known in the Three Realms, why did she go out of her way to save Ye Jie, who in her eyes was as weak as dust?

Just by the name of Mara Palace and Shura, the Baosha monk, who was just full of anger, gave up resistance and accepted death obediently. The reputation of the Mara Palace Lord was so terrifying.

At this moment, Nan Linghe seemed to remember something and covered his mouth in surprise: "Palace Master Mo Luo... I seem to have seen her at the Talisman Competition of Tianxuan Palace."

Hua Xiaomei's eyes lit up. She was also present at the time and analyzed, "Yes, I remember that the main account of Tianxuan Palace was handed over to the Lord of Moluo Palace by Brother Jie. At that time, the Lord of Moluo Palace was very happy and said that he would remember Ye Jie. Could it be that it was because of this incident that he was finally rescued?"

Everyone nodded in agreement. This was the most likely outcome. Otherwise, they would never have imagined how the Lord of the Demonic Palace, who was feared by all three realms, was related to Ye Jie.

The voices of people talking rose and fell, some were happy, some were sad, and their expressions varied. Only Li Fei'e and Shen Qingge did not join in the discussion, but looked absent-minded.

Xia Wei noticed their changes and couldn't help but feel a little worried: "What's wrong? Sister Fei Moth, you have been a little absent-minded since the beginning. Is there any accident?"

Li Fei'e was very nervous and didn't say much. However, Shen Qingge looked at Ren Changhong beside him with a complicated expression, "Master, you didn't say before that the competition of the Nether Spirit Divine Art will determine the ownership of the Nether Spirit Palace's main account..."

"Didn't I tell you?" Ren Changhong was slightly stunned. After thinking about it carefully, it seemed that apart from borrowing Youdie, she did not tell him the details of the competition.

Shen Qingge sighed: "Youdie is the companion butterfly of Mo'er, but now it is openly against the master and stands on the side of the Demon Palace, causing the main tent of the Nether Spirit Palace to be lost. Now, I am afraid that we have all become traitors to the master..."

"It's just lending out the Youdie, is it that serious?" Xia Wei was shocked and asked quickly.

Ren Changhong was aware of the seriousness of the problem and frowned, "I was careless about this matter. After my death, I left the sect and sought another way out in the Demon Palace. I ignored you... If the sect investigates, you can say it was me and let them come to me."

Shen Qingge looked worried, and turned his head to say: "It's not entirely Master's fault. When I heard about the competition of the Nether Spirit Divine Art, I should have thought of the main account, but I neglected it at that time. However, this is not entirely a bad thing..."

At the end, she looked at Ren Changhong deeply, with a bit of relief in her eyes: "If it weren't for Youdie, Master wouldn't be able to escape from the Demon Palace and come back to us, let alone bring back news about Ajie."

Li Fei'e also put aside his worries and nodded repeatedly: "You are right. Even if the master investigates, we can find a solution. As long as we can be with our families, we can overcome all difficulties!"

Xia Wei stepped forward and assured Li Fei'e: "Don't worry, I will protect you. If anyone dares to hurt you, I will kill them all!"

Shen Qingge was so upset that he quickly tried to persuade them: "The people in the Nether Spirit Palace are inextricably linked to the Xuannv Sect, so it's not appropriate to kill them. I'll just step in when the time comes."

As he was talking, Li Fei'e also picked up the fluttering Youdie and asked curiously, "Youdie Youdie, is the Shura who turned you into a fourth-grade magic weapon really Brother Jie? You were so close to him, you must have recognized him."

Li Fei'e's words undoubtedly attracted everyone's attention, and they surrounded Youdie, wanting to hear her answer. No matter how they guessed or judged, none of them were as accurate as Youdie's answer.

Surrounded by the crowd, Youdie seemed a little shy. It flew up and hid behind Li Fei'e, refusing to stick its head out no matter what.

Normally, Li Fei'e took good care of her companion spirit butterfly and let her act like a spoiled brat. But this time, since it was news about Ye Jie, she couldn't just let Youdie escape and had to get a result from her.

Being caught by Li Fei'e, Youdie was a little embarrassed. Ye Jie had told her not to reveal her identity. If she answered now, wouldn't it be against Ye Jie's instructions? And she also didn't want to deceive her master.

In desperation, the butterfly closed its wings and pretended to be dead. The light on its body dimmed and it just stayed quietly in the palm of Li Fei'e.

"Youdie, what's wrong with you? Wake up." Li Fei'e opened her eyes wide. No matter how she called, Youdie didn't respond at all. "Strange, what happened to Youdie?"

Shen Qingge saw something, and a light of wisdom flashed in his cold eyes: "Okay, E'er, don't make things difficult for Youdie anymore. If I'm not mistaken, Ye Jie must have specifically told her not to reveal the news, which made her very embarrassed and had to resort to this last resort." Hearing this, Xia Wei was also stunned: "Master doesn't want us to know about him? Why..."

Shen Qingge stroked her forehead. In her opinion, Ye Jie was probably afraid that Xia Wei would act impulsively and irrationally after learning the news. If she offended the Lord of the Demon Palace, she would not have a good life in the future.

However, Shen Qingge changed his words and said, "I believe that Ajie must have his own difficulties in this matter. We just need to trust him."

"Really..." Xia Wei's eyes trembled, her lonely and helpless slender body shook constantly, and she felt indescribably lost in her heart. Could it be that she did something wrong, which made Ye Jie unwilling to recognize her?
Li Fei'e patted Xia Wei on the shoulder and comforted her, "Don't worry. Knowing that Brother Jie is still alive is more important than anything else. One day, we will go to the Demon Palace and ask him for clarification."

Nan Linghe also nodded vigorously, and the gloom of the past few days was swept away, revealing a sweet smile: "That's right, Sister Xia Wei, we will all go with you."

Hearing the encouraging voices of her family members, Xia Wei pursed her lips tightly, her heart filled with speechless emotion. She secretly vowed that no matter what she encountered ahead, she would rescue her master from the Demon Palace.

Ren Changhong's attention was not here. She looked around and soon noticed something strange. She walked over with curiosity on her face.

Seeing this, everyone was a little puzzled, but they still followed her closely. Soon, a strong golden light appeared in front of them.

Ren Changhong stopped and in front of her was a towering stone pillar wrapped in golden light. The surrounding area was in a mess and the lower part was almost buried in ruins, but the upper part was intact.

Everyone couldn't help but look at Xia Wei. The ruins around were all Xia Wei's masterpiece. Logically speaking, all the buildings in the Vajra Temple were destroyed by her indiscriminate magic light, but this stone pillar could still stand here and was not damaged at all. The texture was quite solid.

Xia Wei was a little puzzled, so she looked at Ren Changhong for advice: "Sister Hong, why did you bring us here? Is there something special about this stone pillar?"

Ren Changhong smiled and said, "The fact that it was able to remain intact under the magic light just now already shows its extraordinaryness. In addition, it is not a stone pillar, but a golden wheel that is unique to the East."

"Turning the golden wheel?"

Hearing this name, a hint of curiosity flashed in Xia Wei's bright eyes. She reached out and touched the stone pillar, only to find that the surface of the stone pillar was smooth and thick, without any rough texture from being weathered.

Ren Changhong nodded. With her knowledge, she could recognize the extraordinary nature of this object at a glance. However, when it came to others, it seemed a little bit lacking. Even though the object was very close to them, they still could not get a glimpse of the mystery inside.

"Is this the Golden Wheel? I heard that the ghosts in the Golden Wheel Palace have replaced ordinary ghost messengers with the Golden Wheel. I thought the Golden Wheel looked even more extraordinary..."

Hua Xiaomei looked around the golden wheel, curiosity glittering in her eyes. Having worked as a ghost catcher in Guangwang Palace for many years, she was very curious about what was so special about this so-called golden wheel. A small stone pillar could absorb all the souls within a hundred miles and maintain the process of reincarnation without the need for ghost catchers to intervene.

Unlike the curious crowd, Nan Linghe was a little absent-minded. As she was walking, she suddenly stumbled and fell to the ground. Even Li Fei'e, who was standing by, couldn't stand it anymore and took the initiative to pull Nan Linghe up, asking with concern: "Sister He, are you okay? Don't get hurt."

Nan Linghe smiled embarrassedly: "I'm fine, just a little careless..."

Li Fei'e scratched his head and said jokingly, "You are too careless, aren't you? I remember Xia Wei taught you the Flowing Wind Returning Snow Step. You have learned advanced body movements, so why do you still fall while walking?"

Li Fei'e's eyes twitched. She had never seen anyone fall while walking after practicing advanced body skills. Only Nan Linghe, who was usually confused, would be so careless.

Nan Linghe stuck out his tongue: "I think I stepped on something just now, so I couldn't stand steadily..."

Hearing this, everyone started laughing. Not because they were mocking her, but because they thought Nan Linghe's innocent look was very adorable.

Only Hua Xiaomei seemed to have discovered something and couldn't help but touch her chin: "Wait a minute, how could Sister He fall down out of nowhere? She must have stepped on something precious! That must be it!"

She had full confidence in Nan Linghe, and she immediately began to search around the place where Nan Linghe fell. She wished she could dig the entire land three feet deep to find the secret that caused Nan Linghe to fall.

Unfortunately, things did not go as planned. No matter how Hua Xiaomei tried, there was no result in the end. There was no dazzling treasure underground, but some inconspicuous garbage buried instead.

"Sister Mei, have you found any treasure?" Seeing Hua Xiaomei's busy work, Xia Wei smiled with her hands covering her mouth. She was also very curious about what kind of treasure Hua Xiaomei could find.

Hua Xiaomei replied dejectedly, "There are no treasures, but there are a lot of miscellaneous garbage buried here, such as rags, sacks, and purses. Sister He was tripped by a broken box exposed on the ground... By the way, these are from other travelers, right?"

"Pocket?"

Hearing this, Xia Wei's pupils shrank slightly, and an idea flashed in her mind. She remembered the headless ghost before, so she decided to look for a unique purse.

Seeing that Xia Wei was so concerned about the purse, Hua Xiaomei did not doubt it and handed over the purse she found underground: "It is this purse. It is just an ordinary purse, not even a ninth-grade spiritual weapon. It is not difficult to understand why those monks buried these things here. It turns out that this place is simply a landfill for worthless garbage."

Hua Xiaomei was speechless for a while. She thought that with Nan Linghe's talent, the thing that could trip her must be some extremely precious treasure. Unexpectedly, it was just a pile of worthless garbage. She was so excited about it for a long time, but in the end it was all in vain.

Xia Wei didn't think so. There was a bit of lingering joy in her eyes as she looked at Nan Linghe: "This purse is exactly what the evil ghost who died unjustly was looking for. I didn't expect it to be buried here... If it weren't for Sister He, I'm afraid we wouldn't be able to find the whereabouts of the purse even if we turned this place upside down. Now we have found it in one go! Let's go and return the purse to the evil ghost now."

(End of this chapter)