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Chapter 221: The Judge's Pen

Chen Shi was stunned. Wuwang City was the remnant of the tongue-pulling hell in the underworld?
He had more things on his mind.

Those who are not delusional will not follow evil ways and will not dare to be deceitful.

According to legend, anyone who sows discord, slanders others, or is smooth-talking, makes clever arguments, or tells lies will go to the tongue-pulling hell, where their tongues will be pulled out!
This partially overlaps with the realm of ghosts and gods in Wuwang City where those who lie will have their tongues pulled out!
Many questions suddenly popped up in his mind, and he blurted out: "Master, why did the fragments of Tongue-Pulling Hell fall into the world of the living? Why did the Tongue-Pulling Hell break into pieces? Who broke it? How did you get the fragments of the Tongue-Pulling Hell and build the Wuwang City?"

Lord Wuwang smiled, and waited until he finished asking, then he said with a smile: "I was originally a cultivator in the human world. In the year 5187 of the Jiajing reign, I was cultivating in Qianyang Mountain..."

"The seventh year of the Jiajing reign?"

Chen Shi was stunned. "It is now the 6642nd year of the Jiajing reign. So, you are at least 1,400 years old?"

Lord Wuwang smiled and said, "To be exact, it should be one thousand four hundred and ninety-six years old."

Chen Shi’s eyes widened. He didn’t expect that other than him, there was anyone else who could live so long!
However, Chen Shi cultivated to the great perfection of the Golden Core Realm, which is why he only has a lifespan of 600 years. The fact that Lord Wuwang can live so long should be related to his acquisition of Wuwang City, and not due to his cultivation.

Lord Wuwang led him to the tea room in the mansion, which was a pavilion. When he opened the window, he saw the scene of hell on the other side of the pavilion. The mountains and rivers were hazy and boundless, and there were faint ghost lights, like fireflies all over the underworld.

The cold wind blows, and it feels cool.

It seemed as if this coolness could blow into my bones, and it felt like my blood was frozen.

Chen Shi stimulated his qi and blood and felt extremely cool, which was very comfortable. A warm current flowed through his body, which actually increased his vitality.

"As expected of a corpse-reincarnating immortal."

Lord Wuwang exclaimed in admiration, "Your body is not afraid of the erosion of the underworld, but can absorb the power of the underworld. This is the body of a ghost immortal."

Chen Shi's heart moved slightly. His body seemed to be indeed different from that of others. He was like a fish in water when he entered the underworld. Unlike others, he was not always hurt by the negative energy of the underworld.

Maybe it is indeed the effect of water and fire.

Lord Wuwang invited Chen Shi to sit down, and a little ghost was making tea for him.

The little ghost was a green-skinned monster, four or five feet tall, with a big head, pointed ears, fangs in his mouth, and he was very hardworking and clever.

It is a creature from the underworld, possessing a physical body, and wearing only a pair of tattered white linen pants.

"Take Nannan downstairs to play. You don't need to serve here." Lord Wuwang ordered.

The little kid said yes and took his daughter downstairs to play.

Chen Shi was worried that the ghost would harm Nannan, so he signaled Heiguo with his eyes. Heiguo understood and followed.

Chen Shi didn't know much about Lord Wuwang. Although the Lord was invited by the big snake Xuanshan, one should always be on guard against people one doesn't know.

Lord Wuwang didn't take it seriously. He raised his hand and pointed to the underworld in the distance, saying, "The ghost fires you see are actually graves with the owners of the graves sitting on them. The ghost fires are the flames on the heads of these ghosts."

Chen Shi looked in the direction of his finger, but saw endless ghostly sparks.

"These ghost fires are still in the world, and they still remember their ghosts. Because their descendants in the world of the living burn incense and paper money for them during festivals, they have incense and fire, and their flames will not go out after death, and their lives will be long."

Lord Wuwang made some tea, threw in some tea leaves, and said, "As long as people in the living world remember them, they can live in the underworld as long as they do."

Chen Shi asked, "What if the incense is cut off? Or what if the future generations forget about them?"

Lord Wuwang drank tea and said with a smile: "When the incense is cut off or the descendants forget about them, the flames above their heads will gradually dim and eventually go out, and they will slowly die."

"Ghosts can die too?"

Lord Wuwang said, "It is said in the Netherworld Records that when a person dies, he becomes a ghost. When a ghost dies, he becomes a demon. When a demon dies, he becomes a sage. When a sage dies, he becomes a barbarian. When a barbarian dies, he becomes a weevil. In fact, it is not that troublesome. When the world forgets you, you die. In the end, you turn into ashes and cease to exist."

He poured tea for Chen Shi and said with a smile: "The ancestors of those aristocratic families are also powerful families in the underworld. They have people worshipping them from generation to generation, and the incense is constantly burning. As for ordinary people, it is difficult for them to survive, so who can remember their ancestors?"

Chen Shi looked further away and saw a huge coffin standing between heaven and earth. It was so huge that it was like a mountain. He was moved and asked, "Whose coffin is that?"

"There?"

Lord Wuwang smiled and said, "That is the coffin of Jinghu Villa. Can you find your own coffin?"

Chen Shi's eyes widened. It turned out to be the scene of Jinghu Villa in the underworld? !

"The place occupied by Jinghu Villa is a very dark cave in the underworld, called Yinquan Sea, which leads directly to the depths of the underworld."

Lord Wuwang said, "The geography of the underworld corresponds to the world of the living, but it is countless times larger. The Yinquan Sea corresponds to the Mirror Lake of Mirror Lake Villa. There are many large springs in the sea, which rotate and spray out Yin energy, forming large whirlpools. The coffin of your Mirror Lake Villa stands above the Yinquan Sea, absorbing the extreme Yin energy, and using this to replenish your vitality and prolong your life."

Chen Shi was in turmoil.

Jinghu Villa was built by my grandfather and some friends. Back then, my grandfather and his friends must have been exploring the mysteries of the underworld to find places like Yinquan Sea and create a sanctuary for recuperation.

However, using the darkest place in the underworld as a holy place for recuperation is such an evil method that I'm afraid only ordinary people like my grandfather can come up with it.

Lord Wuwang drank his tea and said, "There are five people kept in the coffins of Jinghu Villa, but these guys are too old. They are surviving by relying on the Yinquan Sea. However, they have absorbed too much Yin energy. They deserve to die but are not dead yet. It is easy for them to transform into demons."

Before Chen Shi could say anything, he saw one of the coffins suddenly open, and a huge figure like a demon flew straight out of the Yinquan Sea and disappeared into the twilight of the underworld.

Lord Wuwang said, "This one is the first one to transform into a demon. He is almost turning into a creature of the underworld. This time he is flying away to prey on ghosts and monsters in the underworld."

Chen Shi's heart trembled slightly, and he quickly took a sip of tea to moisten his throat and suppress the shock in his heart.

The people in the coffins were people that even my grandfather was a little afraid of. I didn't expect that these five people were kept in Jinghu Villa and they were almost turning themselves into demons.

How terrifying would it be if the five demon species were to undergo a transformation?
Lord Wuwang put down the teacup and said with a smile, "You don't have to worry. They are now in a deep sleep and still have some rationality. If they wake up, they will die immediately, and then they will transform into demons. Now, as long as they don't wake up, they won't die, and if they don't die, they won't transform into demons."

Chen Shi felt relieved after hearing this and said with a smile, "Jinghu Villa is sparsely populated, no one will wake them up." Lord Wuwang continued the previous topic and said, "I discovered this place more than 1,400 years ago, when I had just cultivated to the Spiritual Transformation Realm. With my aptitude and understanding, cultivating to the Spiritual Transformation Realm is already the limit, and there is basically no hope of entering the next realm in this lifetime. But I never gave up, and heard that the True King's Tomb was hidden in Qianyang Mountain, so I went to Qianyang Mountain to try my luck. Unexpectedly, this time, I got a great opportunity and lived forever."

He told Chen Shi about his experiences in Qianyang Mountain.

At that time, Lord Wuwang had cultivated to the Spiritual Transformation Realm, and could only be considered a mid-level cultivator in Xiniu Island, and was in an awkward position. He did not have a good family background, and he was unwilling to be a minor official, and he did not have the family background to be a local official.

If one could go one step further, make a breakthrough, and enter the realm of divine descent, perhaps he could be appreciated by the imperial court and become a local official.

He came to Qianyang Mountain, where evil spirits were everywhere. Some of them were so powerful that even he didn't dare to provoke them.

He searched everywhere during the day, but the mountains were rugged and the geography was changeable, making it extremely difficult to find the true king's tomb.

That night, he rested in a deserted temple, thinking that his money was all gone. If he couldn't find the real king's tomb, he would have to bow to the secular world and work as a minor official. At this moment, the ground suddenly shook, the mountains collapsed, and rocks flew everywhere. An unimaginable earthquake occurred in Qianyang Mountain!
Within a radius of dozens of miles, most people, whether humans, animals or evil spirits, were killed in the earthquake!

His cultivation was quite strong and he survived the earthquake. He looked towards the center of the earthquake under the moonlight and saw an extra piece of land there.

This flying land was filled with a ghostly aura, covered in blood, and had huge corpses of ghosts and gods.

It is embedded in Qianyang Mountain and is in an extremely unstable state, appearing and disappearing from time to time.

He walked in bravely and explored this flying land.

He found an extremely powerful magic weapon next to the corpse of a ghost in the place where he flew from. It was a broken judge's pen, with only half of it. The end of the pen shaft and the end of the pen tip were missing.

But when he held the broken pen, he became the new owner of this place.

Holding the broken pen, he discovered the realm of ghosts and gods in this flying place, and found that he could use the vitality of heaven and earth here to practice and discover the secret of the immortality of ghosts and gods.

He made many more discoveries, such as this flying land was in the underworld during the day and appeared in the world of the living at night.

"I got this land by chance and lived here. With the help of the half-judge's pen, I became one with the world. Therefore, I built Wuwang City and was honored as the Lord of Wuwang City. This place also became a passage connecting the Yin and Yang. I gradually found that my life span was almost not wasted."

Lord Wuwang was also filled with emotion, and said, "Many people of my generation, even those who were born with talent, could not resist the passage of time, and eventually grew old and died. But I seem to have been forgotten by time, and have been living in Wuwang City."

Although his aptitude and comprehension were not good, he spent ten times more time practicing than the average person, and he was able to break through the realms that restricted him one by one.

Others, no matter how high their qualifications, talents, or skills they practice, will ultimately live no more than a hundred years.

And he lived for more than 1,400 years!
Even if he practiced the most common skills, his magic power became extremely strong, and even if he practiced the simplest spell, its power became incredible.

Over a thousand years, he was able to turn ordinary iron into a magical weapon of incredible power, and he could also cultivate himself to become a god or demon.

He cultivated to the pinnacle, his skills were unfathomable and no one could match him.

"But I also discovered the end of my lifespan."

Lord Wuwang sighed and said, "Having lived in Wuwang City for so long, I thought I would live as long as the heaven and earth. I didn't expect that later on, I would find out that my life span has come to an end. I only have 200 years left."

Chen Shi held up the teapot, poured tea for him, and said, "A lifespan of two hundred years is already very impressive. Master Kuzhu, who was at the Mahayana realm, struggled hard but only lived for over a hundred years."

Lord Wuwang said: "Although I am trapped in Wuwang City, I still want to live longer. I think there must be something wrong with the Judge's Pen in my hand."

Chen Shi asked in confusion: "What's wrong?"

"The Judge's Pen is left with only the pen shaft, and the energy within it has been slowly draining away. Although it is draining away very slowly, at this rate, the energy will be exhausted in two hundred years."

Lord Wuwang said, "It's the same as the life span I have left. So I was thinking that the moment I found the Judge's Pen, my life span might have been connected to the life span of the Judge's Pen. If it dies, I will die too."

He paused and said, "At night, Wuwang City will return to the underworld. The underworld that you monks have seen is only the surface of the underworld, and hell is deeper in the underworld. Living people are not allowed to enter. Especially in the Tongue-Pulling Hell, ghosts are rampant, and it is difficult to survive if you enter it. Over the years, I have been searching for the whereabouts of the other half of the Judge's Pen, and I found it not long ago."

Chen Shi drinks tea.

Lord Wuwang said, "But that place is beyond the boundaries of Qianyang Mountain. My life is tied to this city and I cannot leave. The farther I leave, the faster I will die. So... I have an unreasonable request."

He looked directly into Chen Shi's eyes and said, "Please help me find the tip of the Judge's Pen!"

Chen Shi frowned slightly, feeling a little embarrassed, and said, "If it's a simple job, I can still help you, but the underworld is too dangerous..."

He looked into the distance, the scene of his companions from Jinghu Villa flying out just now was still vivid in his mind.

If I encounter that thing, I'm afraid my life will be in danger.

Lord Wuwang said sternly, "Your body is a resurrected corpse immortal, and you are not afraid of the erosion of the Yin energy in the underworld, so I made this unreasonable request. I also know that asking you to take risks will put your life in danger. Over the years, as Lord Wuwang, I have also had some influence in the underworld. Nannan will not stay in the world of the living for her whole life. She will surely awaken her memory and return to the underworld to be a great master. At that time, I am willing to serve you at your service!"

Chen Shi thought for a moment, then moved sideways and approached Lord Wuwang, saying, "Lord, have you heard of Heaven? My grandfather founded an organization of independent people called Heaven."

He introduced the purpose and manpower of the Heavenly Court, and said, "The Heavenly Court is short of manpower now..."

Lord Wuwang remained calm and said, "I wish to follow the lead of the True King!"

Chen Shi smiled and said, "Master, where is the writing brush?"

Lord Wuwang came downstairs and took out a spear, saying, "This thing is made from a pen holder. I added a spear head to it and used it as a spear. The pen head is in the underworld and is made from dragon whiskers. Over the years, I have sent countless little ghosts to search for the whereabouts of the pen head and finally found it. But the little ghosts can't get close. If the True King follows the map, he can find this thing. But the road is full of dangers..."

Chen Shi carefully examined the geographical map. After a moment, he looked up and asked, "Is there a corresponding geographical map of the mortal world?"

Lord Wuwang was slightly startled: "Map of the Yang World?"

Chen Shi pointed to the location of the Dragon Beard Judge's Pen on the map of the underworld and said with a smile, "Since it's so dangerous to go through the underworld, can't I just come here from the living world? Why bother to fight my way through the underworld?"

Lord Wuwang was slightly shocked and asked in a lost voice, "Is there such a method?"

(End of this chapter)