Hell Emperor.

Chapter 389 Ye Jie - Wine Pool
"I'm finally back... I wonder what changes have taken place in the palace during the time I was on duty? Has the Document Hall been built?"

Inside the Golden Wheel Palace, a tall ghost figure walked slowly forward. She had a slender figure, but her face was covered by a hideous Rakshasa mask, which was intimidating.

She looked left and right, exclaiming in amazement from time to time. The rapid changes in the hall were beyond her expectations.

Her figure was also seen by the ghosts in the hall, and they started talking about it for a while.

"The Shura Mask... It's the Shura from the Demon Palace!"

"Be careful, is there another special ghost messenger here? Don't bump into her, or the tragedy will happen again."

When they saw Shura, the ghosts tried to avoid her as much as possible. They didn't dare to say a word to her and hurriedly lowered their heads and left.

All these changes made her a little confused. It seemed that something extraordinary had happened in the Golden Wheel Palace during the time she was on the mission.

When she was confused, a familiar figure appeared in front of her. She hurriedly stopped him and said, "Are you the ghost messenger Shan Yao? Yes, I saw you before I left."

Being called by her, Shan Yao was slightly startled. Looking at the ferocious Rakshasa mask, he also recognized her identity: "Are you... Shura Yan? Speaking of which, I haven't seen you for a while. Where have you been?"

After being recognized by Shan Yao, Lin Hanyan waved her hands and explained:
"During this period, I have been carrying out the tasks assigned by Brother Jie. I have been gathering intelligence on the Witch God Temple outside the East China Sea. The time chosen by His Highness Moro is approaching, so I rushed back... But what I didn't expect is that the current Golden Wheel Temple seems to be very different from when I left..."

At the end, Lin Hanyan couldn't help but sigh. When she left, there were only a handful of ghost officials in the Golden Wheel Palace, and there were not many buildings that could be named. It was a desolate place as far as the eye could see. But now it is bustling with people, and the buildings are well-planned. It is completely different from the place she remembered.

"What exactly happened in the palace during the time I was away?" Lin Hanyan asked curiously.

"Well...you should go ask the Palace Master yourself." Shan Yao did not answer but sighed.

"Do you know where he is?" Lin Hanyan looked up, her sight falling on the bright palace in the distance. "That palace is so magnificent, I think it must be the Palace of Documents. As the Palace Master, he should be in charge of administration in the Palace of Documents."

Shan Yao shook his head and pointed in another direction: "Go this way, to the hot spring outside the temple, maybe it will be easier to find him."

Lin Hanyan was stunned. From Shan Yao's serious look, she knew that Shan Yao was not lying and there was no need for him to lie to her.

Following the direction of Yam, Lin Hanyan soon arrived at a reed field.

The reed field looked ordinary and had no protection, but Lin Hanyan soon discovered something strange. She tried to enter it, but no matter how hard she tried, there was an invisible force blocking her in front of her, making it impossible for her to find the way out.

Just as he was feeling helpless, the reeds ahead swayed, the road parted, and a girl in green with a sad face walked out. Lin Hanyan immediately stepped forward and asked:
"Excuse me, is Brother Jie here? I don't know what these reeds are about. Could it be that the formation master has set up a maze here? I can't even get in..."

Being stopped by her, Xie Xinyu was slightly stunned, and asked tentatively: "Look at the mask on your face... Are you Shura?"

Lin Hanyan did not hide it: "Yes, I am Brother Jie's friend. You can call me Shura Yan. I have important information about the Wushen Temple and I need to report it to him."

"Xura Yan?" Xie Xinyu was slightly stunned, and some memories seemed to flash through her mind. She couldn't help but open her mouth wide, "Do you still remember me? Have you forgotten? In the talisman competition in Tianxuan Hall before, you also rated my talisman..."

Hearing this, Lin Hanyan seemed to remember something and showed a surprised look on her face. After a quick look, she recognized Xie Xinyu and couldn't help but sigh: "It turned out to be you. I didn't expect that after so long, I would meet you in another continent. I remember that your talisman seemed to be defeated by another contestant, and that contestant finally won the talisman competition... I'm talking about her."

What surprised Lin Hanyan was that the reeds swayed, and another quiet girl in a blue skirt with a shy face walked out. It was Nan Linghe who defeated Xie Xinyu in the competition that day.

Seeing that the past embarrassing incident was mentioned again, Xie Xinyu smiled but didn't smile, and said unhappily: "I also remember that you threatened Brother Jie and forced him to hand over the main account to the Demon Palace. I have nothing to say to you."

Lin Hanyan had no choice but to ask Nan Linghe for help: "I have something important to report. Please take me to see Brother Jie."

Nan Linghe pursed his lips, his eyes reddened, and said in a sad voice: "He is immersed in the pain of losing his family and won't see anyone."

Lin Hanyan was stunned. She didn't expect such a big change to happen. "This...what on earth is going on? Family is the most important thing to him. At the beginning, I threatened him with his family, but he would rather give up the main account and betray the entire Tianxuan Palace to save his family. How could it be that now..."

Xie Xinyu felt bitter in her heart and shouted angrily, "Are you here to make fun of him? The family member he lost now is the one you used to threaten him! Poor Sister Mei, you have been a ghost messenger for so many years, and you finally became a judge. You haven't enjoyed a few days of happiness, but the result is..."

Lin Hanyan was speechless for a moment, not knowing how to answer. At this time, the reeds made a slight sound and Ren Changhong walked out slowly, which stopped the dispute between the few people.

"Follow me." Ren Changhong said without a trace of emotion.

Lin Hanyan followed her into the reed field and asked with concern, "I just found out about this. Is Brother Jie... okay now?"

Ren Changhong sighed, "He refused to accept anyone's comfort. He just wanted to be alone and drink to drown his sorrows... This blow was quite big for him. He lost two family members at once. One was a life and death partner and a close confidant, and the other was a disciple he taught and watched grow up. Only he knows the sorrow he feels."

Lin Hanyan felt something and was also worried about Ye Jie. Soon, she saw the scenery in front of her changed. The snow-like reeds on the ground disappeared, and in their place was a desolate and silent plum forest.

The plum blossoms that once stood gracefully on the branches and bloomed proudly are now falling one by one, fragile and grayish, covering the ground. The bare branches look particularly lonely.

In the desolate plum forest, a pool of hot springs was filled with mist, and the hot air was mixed with the intoxicating aroma of wine. By the pool, golden cups and jade bottles were scattered randomly. Ye Jie was lying drunk beside him, as if he felt that drinking from a cup was not enough, so he buried his head directly into the pool and drank it in big gulps. Lin Hanyan covered her mouth in surprise. In this withered plum forest, there was actually a luxurious wine pool. The wine pool covered a vast area, wide enough for people to paddle a boat. It was filled with mellow and precious nectar, crystal clear and flawless. Even if you just get a little closer, you will feel drunk.

Seeing someone coming from behind, Ye Jie raised his head, as if choked by the wine, and coughed twice. His gray face looked melancholy, and his pupils were mixed with red bloodshot:
"Isn't it said that forgetfulness wine can make one forget all sorrows? Why can't I forget? The more I drink, the more sober I become. As long as I close my eyes, her image is all over my mind..."

Ren Changhong sighed and advised: "Ah Jie, you have drunk enough. This Forget Worry Wine is a fine wine from the wine country, not an ordinary thing. If you drink more, your spiritual power will collapse and it will be harmful."

"Don't persuade me, I know what I'm doing, I just..." Ye Jie's face was full of sorrow and his tone was sad. Whenever he thought of the situation that day, he was heartbroken. "How could Xia Wei do such a thing? How could she hurt her family?"

Ren Changhong glanced at Lin Hanyan and introduced, "Ah Jie, Shura Yan is back. She brought back information about the Wushen Temple."

Ye Jie shook his head, still immersed in sadness, and didn't listen at all: "Why did things come to this? Why doesn't Xia Wei understand her family?"

Lin Hanyan was embarrassed and silent, always feeling that she came back at the wrong time.

Meanwhile, Ren Changhong could no longer bear to watch, so he pulled up the drunken Ye Jie and looked him straight in the eyes:

"Ah Jie, you must be in great pain right now, but you have more family members around you than just those two. We are all here with you! Don't be depressed anymore. We are all worried about you. Cheer up!"

Ye Jie was filled with grief and said, "But Hua Xiaomei... she has already lost her soul. Even if I cheer up, can she come back?"

Ren Changhong stared at him and said seriously, "If you cheer up, I can't guarantee that she can come back, but with the way you are now, she definitely can't come back."

Ye Jie was stunned, and quickly asked as if he was grasping at a life-saving straw: "You mean... is there any way to get her back?"

Ren Changhong took a deep breath and answered uncertainly: "I can't guarantee it, but I heard you say that in order to transform Xia Wei into a sword, you burned out the last of your soul's strength, and your soul was shattered and no longer existed. It was His Highness Moro who saved you."

"Morro..."

Muttering the name mentioned by Ren Changhong, Ye Jie's eyes trembled, as if he remembered something.

When a person dies, he becomes a ghost. However, after a ghost dies, its soul will be scattered and it will never be reincarnated. Logically speaking, when a ghost disappears, there is absolutely no way to revive its soul. However, Moro did it, and Ye Jie was an eyewitness to this incident.

In this whole world, only Mara has the ability to revive a scattered soul!

"Yes... With His Majesty Moruo's extraordinary ability, he can really do this and bring back to life a soul that has been scattered! But how can we ask His Majesty Moruo to help?"

Ye Jie was in a dilemma. Moro's realm had reached the ninth level and he was the most proud in the world. Ye Jie could become the master of the Golden Wheel Palace because of Moro. But what should he do to ask His Majesty Moro to take action and revive Hua Xiaomei's soul?
At this time, Lin Hanyan at the side finally spoke: "Brother Jie, have you forgotten the task that His Majesty Moro gave you? As long as you bring back a main account for His Majesty Moro, you can get a wish from her. Then you can make a wish and revive Hua Xiaomei's soul."

After hearing what everyone said, Ye Jie's pupils suddenly shrank, his dragon body shook, the drunkenness on his body was swept away, and his eyes showed a long-lost brilliance: "That's right... As long as we take back the main tent, we can ask His Highness Moro to take action and revive Hua Xiaomei's soul!"

Thinking of this, Ye Jie felt that the depression in his heart was swept away, and instead, he had a very clear goal, he must get the main account of the Book of Life and Death of other Yama Palaces!
"The most practical target to seize right now is the Wushen Temple, which is also located in Dongsheng Shenzhou! It just so happens that His Highness Moro has already ordered me to assassinate the head of the Wushen Temple during the Resurrection Festival. This assassination is secondary. The most important thing is the main account stored in the Wushen Temple. No matter what, I must get the main account!"

Ye Jie was determined that no matter how difficult it was to seize the main account of the Witch God Temple, he would never give up in order to revive his family members who had been scattered to the afterlife!
Lin Hanyan smiled slightly and said excitedly: "I have been collecting intelligence around the Wushen Temple for some time, and now it can finally come in handy!"

Ye Jie looked at her inquiringly: "Regarding the Lord of the Wushen Temple, what should I pay attention to?"

Lin Hanyan did not hide anything and revealed the important information she had collected during this period: "When it comes to the Lord of the Witch God Temple, the first thing to talk about is those witches."

Ye Jie nodded. The witch was the ghost messenger in the Witch God Temple:

"Mikos? I heard that they are known as ghost messengers walking in the human world. They are very close to the mortals there, but they do not live together. Instead, they live in relatively independent shrines. Is there anything worth noting about them?"

Lin Hanyan nodded, confirming Ye Jie's statement: "Even a witch who has just embarked on the path of cultivation, as long as she has undergone some kind of secret method, even if her realm is only the first level, she can see ghosts and show extraordinary strength to complete the task of exorcising evil spirits."

Ye Jie nodded, and Lin Hanyan continued, "In Japan, which is under the jurisdiction of the Witch God Temple, the ghosts there are quite fierce and they are colluding with local monsters, posing a considerable threat to the human world. If it weren't for the local witches to come forward to protect them, I don't know how many people would have died. The witches are much stronger than practitioners of the same realm, and they can do all this because of the secret techniques they have."

"Secret method... I don't know what effect it has." Ye Jie muttered secretly, "Since it is a secret method, it should be very secretive and will not be easily known to outsiders."

Lin Hanyan nodded: "That's right. During this period, no matter how much I searched around the territory of the Witch God Temple, I couldn't collect any information about the secret method. I almost alarmed the local witch..."

Ren Changhong frowned and sighed, "Doesn't that mean there is no gain at all?"

Lin Hanyan didn't think so: "Although I haven't investigated the detailed information of the secret method, I overheard the witch talking about it. She said that a spiritual vein occupied by the Witch God Temple was taken away by another Yama Temple not long ago, and that spiritual vein is filled with heart-eating souls related to the secret method."

“Spiritual vein? Corroding the heart and soul? You mean…” Upon hearing this, Ye Jie was stunned. He and Ren Changhong looked at each other and both saw through each other’s thoughts.

(End of this chapter)