Hell Emperor.

Chapter 391: Longevity Old Man
Upon learning that Old Man Wanshou was about to arrive, Ye Jie could no longer sit still.

Old Man Wanshou is the second elder of the Northern Qinglian Palace. He has a group of shady businessmen under his command and controls a huge trade network. His business even extends to the Heavenly Palace. It is not an exaggeration to say that he is as rich as a country.

Even though Ye Jie has done a lot of good deeds now, this is all thanks to the business with the Yin merchants. Otherwise, even if he unlocked the trade of Yang longevity, it would be quite troublesome to exchange Yang longevity for good deeds. It requires the maintenance of an entire industrial chain, and all of this is in the hands of Old Man Wanshou.

Facing the distinguished guest who was about to arrive, Ye Jie was a little unsure and asked Shou Fa, "I wonder what the old man's preference is? Does he like luxury or simplicity? I can prepare a banquet to entertain him and welcome him back."

"My master is different from me. He pays attention to pomp and circumstance. The dishes in this cafeteria are too simple and not suitable. Let's go to a brighter place." Shoufa reminded.

When it comes to brightness and grandeur, it must be Aunt Meng's Winery. In the entire Golden Wheel Palace, there is no place more suitable for a reception.

Ye Jie seemed to remember something, and he touched his chin and said, "The ghost messengers just brought back a batch of fresh ingredients from the East China Sea, including deep-sea king crabs several stories high, delicious sea urchins, and spirit turtle eggs that contain vitality. I think it will be enough to satisfy the old man Wanshou."

Hearing this, Shoufa's expression suddenly changed, and he quickly reminded: "Palace Master Ye, you don't know my master's habits. I think it's better to forget about this turtle egg. Don't bring it to my master..."

Ye Jie was stunned, but since Shoufa said so, he certainly had no reason to insist. He was just a little curious: "I will let the maids pay attention. By the way, does Old Man Wanshou have any dietary taboos? I can inform the Jiuxiang maids in advance to avoid breaking any taboos."

Shoufa raised his hand and wiped the sweat off his head. His small eyes were filled with lingering fear. This banquet almost turned into an accident. He quickly reminded: "My master doesn't eat two things: turtles and snakes."

Ye Jie raised his eyebrows: "I see... But, these turtle soup and snake gall are both delicious tonics. Even if ordinary ghosts want to taste these delicacies, I'm afraid they don't have the chance. Your master doesn't eat these two things. What's the reason?"

Shoufa explained, "My master doesn't eat turtles because they are greedy for life. Whenever there is danger, they will shrink into their shells and save their lives at all costs. They don't hesitate to carry a heavy turtle shell on their backs. My master doesn't eat snakes because they are afraid of death. The slightest movement will scare the snakes half to death. They would rather hibernate in the ravines for a thousand years and endure to transform into dragons, rather than come out to fight against heaven and earth."

Ye Jie nodded. So there was a reason for this: "Because they are afraid of death, so they are allowed to live? It seems that Old Man Wanshou is quite kind-hearted. I will ask the maid from the wine country to pay attention."

After informing the maids of the impending arrival of Mr. Wanshou, Ye Jie asked them to make good preparations and not neglect the distinguished guest. Ye Jie then led the judges in the hall and waited outside the hall for Mr. Wanshou's arrival.

During this time, Su Miao looked unhappy: "I didn't expect that even the old man Wanshou would come... Ye Jie, do you really think that the world is not chaotic enough?"

Ye Jie glanced at her and said seriously, "Old Man Wanshou didn't want to kill them all, so he gave those cowardly ingredients a chance to live. I think he's not a bad person. With him around, the world should be a better place."

"You..." Su Miao was so angry that she didn't know what to say for a moment. Finally, she turned her head away and said, "Forget it. I'm too lazy to argue with you. Anyway, it's only a few days away from the opening of King Kong City. By then, we will go our separate ways. I'm too lazy to care about your troubles here."

Ye Jie did not answer, but just silently calculated the time in his heart.

Coincidentally, the opening of the King Kong City ruins happened to coincide with the Return to the Living Festival when he was planning to assassinate the Lord of the Witch God Temple.

During her time as a judge in the palace, Su Miao demonstrated extraordinary administrative abilities. Whether it was advancing the administrative agenda or resolving various incidents, big or small, in the palace, she was familiar with all of them. This was what she specialized in doing during her hundred years in the Palace of the Underworld.

It can be said that if Su Miao had not been there, the Yangshou trade would not have been able to proceed smoothly. She alone is equivalent to a large group of clerical ghost messengers.

The reason why Su Miao was expelled from the Nether Spirit Palace was because she was defeated by Ye Jie in the Nether Spirit Divine Art competition and thus lost the main account of the Nether Spirit Palace.

For this reason, and with Su Miao's help during this period, Ye Jie had planned to take advantage of the opening of the King Kong City ruins to assist her in entering the ruins, and retrieve the relics of the founder of the Xuannv Sect, so that she could return to the Nether Spirit Palace. Unfortunately, the overlap in time made Ye Jie unable to cope with the situation, and he was afraid that he would not be able to help Su Miao.

"Fairy Miaorou, if you need help when exploring the ruins of King Kong City, no matter what you need, the ghosts in the palace will help you." Ye Jie said sincerely.

Su Miao just waved her hands and snorted, "Who wants your help? You should solve your own problems first before you come to help me."

As he was speaking, he saw the dark fog in the distance stirring, the earth was shaking faintly, and a powerful aura was approaching.

"Master is here..." Shoufa's eyes lit up and he quickly stood still respectfully, waiting for the arrival of the owner of the breath.

Upon hearing this, Ye Jie and the judges beside him also looked forward to it.

The dark fog in the distance broke apart, and in the pitch-black fog where one could not see one's hand in front of one's face, a huge black shadow suddenly appeared. The black shadow was a thousand feet long, and as it moved, it was like a moving mountain range, which was breathtaking. In front of that behemoth, everyone was like tiny ants.

After seeing the whole picture of the black shadow, Xie Xinyu took a deep breath and showed surprise: "Is this... is this the Wanshou old man? I thought it was a human, how come it is a giant turtle..."

Shoufa coughed dryly and explained, "As you can see, this is Master's mount, the Black Scaled Snapping Turtle. Master is on the turtle's back."

As if to confirm what Shoufa said, the giant alligator turtle soon stopped and several ghost fairy guards with strong auras floated down from its back. Each of them showed the cultivation level of the peak of the third level under the suppression of the Equality Formation.

The guards lined up in neat rows, like stars surrounding the moon, respectfully welcoming an old man in the middle of the turtle's back to come down from the ground.

This time, everyone finally saw the appearance of the old man Wanshou, but they found that he was old, as if he was a living fossil. His skin was lifeless and dry like dead tree bark. His eye sockets were deeply sunken and his wrinkles were squeezed into mountains. His sparse hair was a grayish-white color that was extremely decayed, like endless grass roots. He looked like a dead corpse. It was hard to imagine that he was still alive, and was a six-turn immortal who was famous throughout the continent.

Ye Jie's pupils shrank. The body and soul of the old man Wanshou were still there, and he was not a ghost immortal. This was obviously beyond his expectations, but he did not show any abnormality on his face. He said respectfully: "The Lord of the Golden Wheel Palace and the judge of the palace respectfully welcome the visit of the old man Wanshou."

"Palace Master Ye... Shoufa told me about... your situation..."

The old man Wanshou spoke slowly, his tone was hoarse and vague, and the tone was not clear at all. Only the hoarse friction sound could be heard. After each sentence, he had to rest for a while, take a few deep breaths, and then squeeze out the next sentence with difficulty. In addition, his slow tone made everyone anxious and wanted to finish his words for him. Nan Linghe also followed curiously and asked in a worried whisper: "He looks so uncomfortable, he won't choke to death here..."

Nan Linghe's realm was low, so her words naturally could not be hidden from the powerful ghost immortals around her. The guards of Old Man Wanshou all widened their eyes and glared at Nan Linghe, as if she had said something she shouldn't have said.

Seeing this, Nan Linghe was also frightened, and hurriedly hid behind Ye Jie. He only dared to stick his head out and quietly look at Old Man Wanshou.

Compared to the angry guards, Wanshou Laoren looked calm. He was not angry at Nan Linghe's words. Instead, he showed a kind smile that was uglier than crying: "I'm fine... don't worry..."

Seeing this, Ye Jie raised his hand and made a gesture of invitation: "I have set up a banquet in the winery in the palace to welcome the arrival of the immortal. Please follow me."

Under the leadership of Ye Jie, Old Man Wanshou, supported by a wooden stick, walked slowly and steadily towards the wine country, attracting the attention of the other ghosts, who wondered whether the terrifying power of the Sixth Transformation Immortal was really hidden under such an old body.

On the side, Nan Linghe was still worried about what happened before, so he pulled Xie Xinyu over and said, "Did I say something wrong? What if Elder Wanshou gets angry? What should I do?"

Xie Xinyu waved her hand: "It's okay, Elder Wanshou doesn't care."

After a pause, Xie Xinyu seemed to remember something and couldn't help but say, "Besides, Dongsheng Shenzhou has the Equality Array to suppress it. Even if it is a sixth-turn immortal, it can only exert the strength of the third-turn realm at most. With Brother Jie here, there is no need to worry... I heard from Sister Su Miao that the only place here that is not suppressed by the Equality Array is inside the King Kong City Ruins. But don't worry, at least in the Golden Wheel Hall, Elder Wanshou can't do anything to us."

Hearing this, Nan Linghe was relieved, but he still looked at Old Man Wanshou with confusion. He didn't understand how long he had lived and how he had become like this.

When you arrive at the wine country, you will hear the melodious and pleasant sound of the pipa, which makes you feel relaxed and happy, and you will unconsciously immerse yourself in the beauty of the music.

In the private room on the upper floor, exquisite dishes were served one after another, filling the air with fragrance and whetting one's appetite. The table contained all kinds of delicacies from land and sea, and it was so sumptuous.

The maids remembered Ye Jie's previous instructions and deliberately avoided the two taboos of Wanshou Old Man, and instead chose other rare foods as substitutes.

As the banquet was going on, Ye Jie looked at the delicious food and his movements suddenly trembled, with a hint of dazedness in his eyes. He remembered that the last time he came to the wine country to enjoy the food, it was with Hua Xiaomei.

The dishes were as delicious as Ye Jie remembered, but the person who had enjoyed himself with him was no longer there.

As if he could see Ye Jie's sadness, Wanshou old man clicked his wooden stick, making a bang, which immediately attracted the attention of everyone around him. Then he spoke in an unquestionable tone:
"I have something to discuss with Palace Master Ye... The rest of you please leave here..."

Hearing this, everyone quickly stood up, leaving the space to Ye Jie and Wanshou Old Man.

Ye Jie sat there with a serious expression, not knowing whether there was any other purpose behind Mr. Wanshou's visit, other than deepening the cooperation in Yangshou trade.

After everyone left, Elder Wanshou cleared his throat and spoke again, his voice becoming much clearer: "Palace Master Ye, I came here this time and brought you a gift."

"Gift?" Ye Jie raised his eyebrows, feeling somewhat curious. As the second elder of the Qinglian Palace, Wanshou Lao Ren was fond of displaying his talents, so the gift he brought out would definitely be in line with his status. It would not be a small gift. If the gift was small, it would be a loss for his status.

Just as Ye Jie was curious, he saw old man Wanshou put his hand into his sleeve. When he took it out again, two spirit turtles were lying on his wrinkled palm.

The turtles were not big. Two of them together just fit in the palm of Old Man Wanshou. The immature turtle backs were a light golden color, which was festive and auspicious. It was obvious that they were not ordinary creatures.

Ye Jie was surprised. He took the two turtles and couldn't help but be curious: "Forgive my poor eyesight, there are thousands of species of turtles in this world. What kind of turtle is this? Why does it look so extraordinary?"

The old man Wanshou said slowly, "This is a longevity turtle that I bred and improved using the blood of the black tortoise. Each longevity turtle can live for at least 10,000 years... However, everything has its merits and demerits. Apart from a long lifespan, longevity turtles are not good in other aspects. Their realm can never be improved. Don't expect longevity turtles to achieve enlightenment like alligator turtles."

"Ten thousand years? Is that so long..."

Ye Jie was a little surprised. This tiny longevity turtle could live for ten thousand years. He wondered how many changes in the world it would experience. An ordinary soul might not be able to live for ten thousand years after a hundred reincarnations. This showed how long its lifespan was.

“However, no matter how long I live, if I can’t achieve enlightenment, these longevity turtles can only be used for viewing. It would be a pity to waste thousands of years…” Ye Jie sighed as he looked at the two longevity turtles in his palms.

The words that Wanshou Elder said next startled Ye Jie, who stood there in a daze:

"The longevity turtle cannot be cultivated, but if it is replaced by other people, it can be done. With the longevity of the longevity turtle, even if it is a person with poor aptitude, after ten thousand years, he should be able to achieve the Tao and become an immortal..."

Thinking of all that had happened before, Ye Jie's heart trembled, and then he understood the true meaning of the longevity turtle: "You mean..."

Elder Wanshou nodded and said, "The longevity turtle understands human nature and listens to people the most. Even if someone asks it to give up all its life span, it will do so... Take good care of these two longevity turtles. The blood of the baby longevity turtles they give birth to will be much weaker, but they can also live for thousands of years. If you do this over and over again, you can get a long life span."

Ye Jie's pupils shrank. This longevity turtle was so human-like. In other words, it was specially prepared for the longevity trade. With these two longevity turtles, he would have countless years of longevity!
Now Ye Jie finally realized the value of the longevity turtle. It turned out that the gift given to him by Old Man Wanshou was not just two ornamental turtles, but a turtle that laid golden eggs. This was much more valuable than ordinary gifts.

Ye Jie took a deep breath: "These two longevity turtles are so valuable, how can I have the nerve to accept them..."

Elder Wanshou had expected this: "It just so happens that I have something to do, and I want to ask Palace Master Ye for help. I hope Palace Master Ye will not refuse..."

(End of this chapter)