fairy family

Chapter 316 If I were the King of Hell or the Demon King in the future

When Yu Que finally came to his senses from his daze...

He discovered that his Yin Spirit was not far from reaching the perfection of the Qi Refining stage.

This also caused a slight rift to develop between his soul and his physical body.

This situation demonstrates how rapidly his Yin spirit has grown, to the point that his physical body cannot keep up.

"This is truly amazing."

Yu Que was both surprised and astonished by this.

He quickly regained his composure, no longer letting his divine sense spread recklessly, but instead focusing it on his physical body, absorbing the almost endless incense energy from the surrounding area to refine his physical form.

After a long period of adjustment, the slight sense of separation between their soul and body vanished instantly.

However, the feeling of his Yin spirit growing so rapidly still lingered in his mind, making him waver.

Reflecting on his feelings just now, Yu Que realized that he had actually had a slight impulse to break free from his physical body and focus solely on cultivating his Yin spirit.

However, because he possessed a celestial garden within his body in addition to his physical form, this impulse vanished before it could even arise.

"Oh, right, and there was that shout that suddenly rang out from the temple just now."

Yu Que pondered to himself, realizing that he might have touched some kind of restriction or inheritance in the Yama Temple.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have shown so many unusual symptoms.

Just as Yu Que was about to carefully ponder and thoroughly investigate the surroundings to see what kind of wonders were hidden in this Yama Temple, he discovered that the memorial tablet he was currently inhabiting began to shake violently.

The incense offerings and spiritual energy within the temple suddenly became restless, surging and rolling like ocean waves.

Exclamations of surprise immediately echoed throughout the temple:

"This is how the same thing!"

"Damn it, I did nothing wrong, why are you driving me away?"

These exclamations all came from the ancestral tablets in the temple.

Those deities who entered the temple with Yu Que found themselves being repelled by the incense and fortune of the Yama Temple, and their bodies involuntarily began to leave the place.

Compared to the immortals who were kicked out earlier, they had been behaving themselves the whole time, without making any unusual moves.

Yu Que heard the exclamations of surprise from the others in the temple, and he was also taken aback.

Although he was not rejected by the incense offerings and fortune in the Yama Temple, he was also unable to actively control the fluctuations in fortune.

Soon, a dark light rippled through the Yama Temple, and all the memorial tablets in the temple, except for the one in the shrine where Yu Que was, fell over onto the offering table.

The immortals who were just shouting and cursing were all asked to leave, leaving only Yu Que behind.

However, Yu Que felt a sense of rejection from his surroundings. He tried to leap lightly and jumped out of the memorial tablet, appearing in the very center of the Yama Temple.

At this moment, Yu Que was no longer possessing anything; he was standing directly in the Yama Temple in his true form.

Looking around, he momentarily thought he had been shrunk.

Because at this moment, his size is only about the same as the memorial tablet in the temple, and he looks at most three feet, or even three inches in size.

Fortunately, he soon realized that he hadn't been shrunk, but rather that the furnishings in the Yama Temple were truly enormous; the beams, eaves, bricks, tiles, tables, chairs, and so on were all made to resemble the height of a giant.

Yu Que stood in the Yama Temple, looking up at his surroundings with a sense of wonder.

At this moment, a "little person" about the same size as him suddenly walked out of the shrine where he had been. The person was all black, wearing a black robe and a black crown. His face was not visible, but his demeanor was very dignified.

The other person stood on the offering table, looking down at Yu Que, and uttered heavy shouts:

"Those of you below the stage, since you have already seen the King of Hell, why don't you bow down?"

Upon hearing this, Yu Que's gaze fell upon the man in black robes, and his expression showed even more surprise.

He had never heard of any living beings existing in the ancestral temple.

After all, if such a being existed, whether it was human, ghost, demon, or monster, it would likely use the immense fortune and blessings of the offerings to create something extraordinary, or even become an immortal or ancestor.

"Just who is this person? Could he be a predecessor who secluded himself here, intending to become an immortal?"

Yu Que truly did not believe the words "King Yama" spoken by the man in the black robe.

However, on the surface, after a pause, he still bowed to the "little figure" on the altar and said:

“I am Yu Que, a member of the Huangshan Taoist Temple. I came here by chance and have inadvertently disturbed you, senior. I hope you will forgive me.”

"Huangshan Taoist Temple?"

The man in black robes listened to Yu Que's answer, chewed it over for a moment, and then burst into laughter:
"From this day forward, you are no longer a member of the Huangshan Taoist Palace, but a member of my Yama Temple!"

Yu Que frowned slightly. He scrutinized the rather rude fellow, trying to gauge the extent of his magical power.

The man in black robes seemed to notice Yu Que's displeasure. He laughed and continued to shout:
"What, you're not willing?"

Before Yu Que could answer, the other person put his hands behind his back and said arrogantly:
"I am the 127th Yama King in the world, and I have ruled the world and temples for nearly a thousand years. I will ascend to heaven and depart soon."

Today, you, child, are destined to be with me. You may stay with me in this temple for a hundred years to observe the government. When I ascend to heaven, that will be the time for you to ascend to the highest position and attain the status of Yama, the King of Hell.

how is it? "

Upon hearing the words of the man in black robes, Yu Que couldn't help but shift his gaze to the massive bricks, tiles, beams, and pillars surrounding him, as well as the memorial tablets that were as tall as people.

He always felt that the words spoken by the man in the black robe in this temple of giants were quite ridiculous, like a little puppet in a shadow play, speaking shamelessly.

"Moreover, this person claims that he will ascend to heaven soon... Where can he ascend to? In the tens of thousands of years of the Dao Secret Realm, has anyone ever successfully ascended to heaven?"

Yu Que muttered to himself. If someone from the Dao Secret Realm had successfully ascended, the conflict between the immortals and evil cultivators in this realm would have been resolved long ago, instead of causing so much turmoil.

A thought suddenly occurred to him: "Could this guy who calls himself 'King Yama' actually just a puppet, a Taoist soldier, or an incarnation of a lingering remnant spirit?"

Immediately, Yu Que cupped his hands and asked the man in black robes:
"May I ask, sir, what kind of cultivation method do you practice, what is your current realm, and to which realm will you ascend to?"

Upon hearing Yu Que's question, the man in black robes answered frankly:
"I, the King, hold the lineage of the King of Hell, and naturally cultivate the methods of the King of Hell. My current realm is that I have already cultivated my primordial spirit to perfection, and I will soon become a true immortal and leave this place."

As for the place of ascension, I will inform you by telepathy after my ascension.

After the other party finished answering, they asked Yu Que:
"Well then, would you be willing to become my disciple and serve as the Crown Prince of Yama?"

The man in the black robe asked with confidence and arrogance.

Little did it know that upon hearing this reply, Yu Que felt an overwhelming sense of amusement:

"Just because you've cultivated your primordial spirit and are about to become a true immortal, does that mean you can ascend to heaven?"

The other party's statement was truly ignorant and narrow-minded. Yu Que muttered to himself, "Could it be that the place you ascended to is the Dao Secret Realm outside?"

At that moment, he was even more certain that the man in black robes was not the "King Yama" as rumored by the world, but most likely just a puppet or a lingering remnant.

Buzzing.

Immediately, bursts of purple spiritual light rose up around Yu Que's body.

It was his primordial spirit that manifested, bestowing its own magical power upon him.

Yu Que smiled at the man in black robes:
"Unfortunately, I might ascend to immortality even earlier than you."

The black-robed man in front of the shrine immediately froze, looking at Yu Que with a hint of surprise and doubt.

After a few moments of silence in the temple, the other person couldn't help but ask:
"You've also cultivated a primordial spirit? Could it be that you're a reincarnation of a primordial deity? Or perhaps you descended from the Celestial Court?"

Yu Que was too lazy to tease the other party anymore, so he shook his head and said, "No, no, I just came from the outside world to collect the fortune of this temple to nourish the mortals who are cultivating. I have not yet become an immortal."

These words left the black-robed man with a look of surprise and uncertainty, and he looked at Yu Que with considerable apprehension.

Yu Que then called out:

"Alright. May I ask, did you summon me here merely to bestow upon me the title of Crown Prince of Yama? If I were to become Crown Prince of Yama, what specific benefits and drawbacks would I encounter?"

The man in black robes was still pondering what he had heard from Yu Quekou, his expression shifting. But upon hearing the four words "Prince of Yama" from Yu Quekou...

The man suddenly became serious and said in a measured tone:
"You are a blessed person. I will ascend to heaven at the latest within a thousand years. If this place is without a presiding monk, the temple's fortune will be constantly stolen by fools in the world, thus ruining my lineage of Yama."

If you inherit my position, you can instantly become a primordial spirit, and after another thousand years, you can also ascend to immortality.

However, from this day forward, you may not leave this place. You may only remain here to guard the destiny, uphold the lineage, and cultivate inner peace.

The other person rattled off a string of words.

Yu Que listened carefully and found that the other party's main points were only two.

One option is to stay here and guard the temple, which can extend one's lifespan to a maximum of a thousand years. The other option is that once one agrees, one's soul cannot leave and can only serve as the King of Hell here.

He concluded in his heart:

"So, the so-called Yama in the temple is actually just a 'temple guardian ghost'."

Such spirits used to guard treasures and sacred sites are crafted in various Daoist palaces throughout the world. Some use vengeful ghosts directly, while others select the souls of disciples who died in battle.

Yu Que immediately understood why he felt that the King of Hell's behavior was somewhat strange and familiar.

"No wonder my Yin Spirit grew rapidly after I probed into that shrine with my divine sense, and even had the urge to shed its shell," he thought to himself.
"It turns out I was almost mistaken for a 'temple guardian spirit'."

Fortunately, he had a solid foundation, so he only tasted the benefits and was not truly trapped here.

But the next moment, a sudden surge of excitement arose in Yu Que's heart: "If I could completely borrow the position of the King of Hell and use it to cultivate, wouldn't it not be long before I could cultivate my primordial spirit?"

He pondered this point repeatedly, his anticipation growing ever stronger.

Even if this place can only help his Yin spirit advance to the Yuan Shen realm and become an immortal, it cannot help his physical body.

This was an incredible opportunity for him, or for any immortal cultivator in the world.

"It's easy to borrow, but hard to return. If I agree and accidentally let my soul get trapped here, that would be a huge joke."

He pondered the matter, but Yu Que remained quite hesitant.

Suddenly, he brazenly asked the man in black:

"May I ask you, Your Excellency, if I wish to enjoy the benefits of being the King of Hell without taking on the responsibilities, and especially without being trapped here, what should I do?"

Upon hearing this, the man in black robes immediately flew into a rage, pointing at Yu Que and shouting:

"The Yama Temple is the ancestral temple of all the immortals in the world. You young man, instead of thinking about selflessness and public good, you only think about enriching yourself at the expense of the public. You are truly hateful."

"Hey! I'll teach you a lesson today and shatter your delusional fantasies!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the other person's figure suddenly disappeared from the offering table and appeared in front of Yu Que.

The other party's angry and disappointed attitude made Yu Que feel a little ashamed.

However, Yu Que wouldn't just obediently take the hits from his opponent.

Furthermore, his question just now implicitly contained the idea of ​​provoking the other party and testing their mettle.

Therefore, Yu Que was prepared for the man in black robes to make his move.

His figure swayed, instantly dodging the black-robed man's attack.

Clang!

In response, Yu Que unleashed a sword aura with a wave of his hand. The sword aura transformed into white light, tightly encircling the opponent's side, preventing him from advancing an inch.

However, the black-robed man was indeed a ghost god at the primordial spirit level. With a forceful pull of his hands, he tore through Yu Que's sword energy with a hiss and continued to pounce on Yu Que.

At this moment, Yu Que stopped dodging and stood still, staring directly at the other person.

A figure flickered on his body, and his two-faced, four-armed primordial spirit soldiers immediately flew out, engaging in a stalemate with the Yama King and his ghosts, locked in a struggle.

One wielded swords, spears, axes, and halberds, while the other transformed into a long tongue and long arms; each attacked the other fiercely, trying to defeat the other.

A dark aura filled the air, creating an eerie atmosphere.

But suddenly, Yu Que, standing to the side, acted immorally.

Taking advantage of the stalemate between the Yama King and his own Taoist soldiers, he suddenly released the Immortal Garden and pressed it down on the Yama King.

The other party staggered and was suddenly grabbed tightly by the Yuan Shen Dao soldier, unable to break free. Then, together with the Dao soldier, they rolled into Yu Que's Immortal Garden.

Upon entering the Immortal Garden, Yu Que had only one thought in his mind when an immense pressure descended upon the Yama King and the Ghost God, suppressing them so completely that they couldn't even speak.

Just as he was pondering and planning to interrogate the ghost in the fairy garden, the Yama Temple where his physical body was located underwent another sudden change, attracting his attention.

Clang, clack!

Suddenly, the shrine on the altar shattered, and the memorial tablets inside turned into a wisp of black smoke and vanished into the temple.

Instead, there was a completely black talisman that looked like it was formed by wriggling snakes and insects, and its appearance was quite similar to the legendary ancient talisman.

It is slowly floating in the temple, echoing the surrounding energy.

Yu Que examined it carefully and found that the talisman only had two words written on it—King Yama.

(End of this chapter)