Douluo Continent: The Ten Kings of Hell, I am the Emperor of the Underworld

Chapter 103 Send them all to the underworld! The chosen one for Lord of the Frozen Purgatory

Ning Fengzhi never expected that Ning Qiuyang would take advantage of the situation and even set his sights on him.

"How can I help you? I'm a support-type Soul Master. For fighting and killing, just ask Uncle Sword and Uncle Bone."

"It's really not about fighting and killing."

As the underworld becomes more and more complete, more and more souls are entering it.

Although Ning Qiuyang had Tianmeng Ice Silkworm gather all the souls of the dead at Taozhi Mountain for safekeeping, it was not a long-term solution.

Once the Five Directions Purgatory and the Six Paths of Reincarnation are perfected, they will still be placed into the Five Directions Purgatory according to cause and effect and karmic debts, or allowed to enter the cycle of reincarnation and be reborn.

These things aren't done now, but rather saved for later use.

Instead of letting things pile up, it's better to start categorizing the souls entering the underworld now, so as to save trouble later.

Ning Qiuyang himself didn't have the time to judge each of the deceased, but in his opinion, Ning Fengzhi was a suitable candidate.

Having served as the sect leader for so many years, he has always handled affairs in an orderly manner. Moreover, as a support-type Soul Master, he also possesses the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School's Distraction Technique, which makes him even more adept at dealing with these matters.

"How about it, Uncle Ning, can you help me with this?"

Ning Fengzhi remained silent for a moment. Although it was called helping, he knew it was definitely a good thing for him.

What he hesitated about was how to choose between his personal future and the future of his sect.

He didn't hesitate for long before making his decision.

Sect rivalry is child's play; going to the underworld might create a completely new situation.

In a word.

He, Ning Fengzhi, has lost all humanity.

"Summon all disciples of the sect, I have something to announce."

After making the decision, Ning Fengzhi immediately summoned all the disciples of the sect.

The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School will have to change its survival mode from now on. The two Super Douluo and he, the sect leader, all have their own things to do. The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School will be too conspicuous if it continues to be as it was before.

Ning Fengzhi decided to make the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School go from the open to the shadows, abandoning the so-called three upper sects and becoming a reclusive sect.

Ning Fengzhi even decided to relocate the entire location of his sect.

This is not something that can be accomplished in a short time, but we can start working on it now.

……

One day later.

"Elder Dugu, I entrust everything to you," Ning Fengzhi said sincerely.

Dugu Bo: "Sect Master, this is not a good idea."

After Ning Fengzhi announced the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School's decision to retire, the entire school immediately sprang into action to prepare for the relocation.

There's no need to search for a new place to relocate; a large sect like the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School naturally understands the principle of having multiple burrows.

They had long prepared for the decline of the sect, setting up bases in several secret locations to ensure that if the sect were to suffer a calamity one day, there would still be a chance for it to rise again.

Ning Fengzhi entrusted the relocation matters to Dugu Bo, giving him full authority.

Dugu Bo was dumbfounded.

He's just a guest elder. The sect leader and two super Douluo are all running away, but they're leaving the sect to him, a guest elder. Is that reasonable?

"Elder Dugu, there's nothing wrong with it. We have absolute trust in you."

"That's not what I meant," Dugu Bo quickly said.
"I mean, you've all left, you can't just leave me alone, Qiuyang, is there anything I can do for you, or I can stay with Yanyan?"

Dugu Bo was a loner his whole life. He had just started to feel a sense of belonging in the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School when everyone just scattered.
Ning Qiuyang thought for a moment and said:
"Elder Dugu, please help with the relocation of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School first. Once you're done, I'll take you to the Underworld."

"Uh……"

Dugu Bo felt that there was something wrong with what he said.

"Alright, I will definitely settle the disciples of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School properly, so you can rest assured."

With Ning Qiuyang's words, Dugu Bo was immediately full of energy.

"Uncle Ning, please come with me."

Ning Qiuyang left the matter to Dugu Bo and waved his hand to summon the Yellow Springs Road.

Stepping onto the Road to the Underworld, Ning Fengzhi, Sword Douluo, and Bone Douluo looked around curiously. It was their first time treading the Road to the Underworld, and their first time entering the netherworld.

"Qiuyang, I heard that after becoming a god, you have to enter the God Realm, right? This place doesn't seem to belong to the God Realm, does it?" Ning Fengzhi asked in confusion.

“My divine succession is different from other divine positions. You can regard the underworld as an existence on par with the divine realm. The god-king of the divine realm has no jurisdiction over this place.”

Ning Fengzhi knew very little about the God Realm, but he knew that Ning Qiuyang's divine position was definitely extraordinary.

"Ugh~"

Before they even reached the Bridge of Helplessness, Ning Fengzhi and his companions heard a sound of vomiting.

"It sounds like Rongrong's voice," Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo said together.

"Could something have happened to Rongrong?"

When they arrived at the Bridge of Helplessness, they saw Ning Rongrong holding a wooden bowl with tears in her eyes, looking as if she was waiting to be tortured, and she drank a mouthful of what was in the bowl.

"Ugh~"

Then came another round of vomiting.

"Rongrong, what are you doing?"

Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo snatched the wooden bowl from Ning Rongrong's hand, but they couldn't help feeling nauseous just from smelling the Meng Po soup.

"Is life in the underworld this hard? Rongrong, why are you eating this kind of food that even dogs wouldn't eat?" Bone Douluo said with heartache.

Ning Rongrong: ...

"Grandpa Bone, what are you saying? This soup is something I made myself. What do you mean by 'even a dog wouldn't eat it'?"

"Huh?" Bone Douluo looked shocked: "Rongrong, is this soup?"

Bone Douluo was surprised that Ning Rongrong had actually started cooking, even more shocked by her culinary skills, and most shocked that she actually dared to try making the soup herself.

He was glad he arrived late; otherwise, if Ning Rongrong had handed him a bowl of soup, would he have drunk it or not?

"Grandpa Bones, I'm not talking to you anymore."

Ning Rongrong was somewhat on the verge of losing her temper when her soup-making skills were questioned once again.

She looked at Ning Qiuyang and said, "Brother Qiuyang, your method really works. Although I failed again this time, I have found my rhythm. After a few more experiments, I will definitely be able to successfully brew a qualified Meng Po soup."

Ning Qiuyang gave Ning Rongrong a thumbs up.

That girl is really ruthless.

He thought Ning Rongrong would give up after one try at most, but he didn't expect her to have such a strong will.

"Great, I have high hopes for you, keep it up."

Ning Rongrong quickly asked, "Brother Qiuyang, if I successfully make a proper Meng Po soup, you must try a bowl."

"Huh?" Ning Qiuyang quickly pointed at Ning Fengzhi and the others and said:

“Your father and both of your grandfathers are here. Of course, they should enjoy this good stuff first.”

Ning Fengzhi, Sword Douluo, and Bone Douluo immediately looked at Ning Qiuyang.

You little brat, is this soup fit for human consumption? You're trying to harm us!

"Yeah, Brother Qiuyang, why did you bring Dad and the others?" Ning Rongrong's attention was successfully diverted.

"Like you, they will also be working in the underworld for some time to come."

"That's great!" Ning Rongrong said happily. "They're all in the underworld now, so it'll be much easier for me to see them whenever I miss them."

In the past, Ning Fengzhi and the others would have been very happy to hear Ning Rongrong say that.

But now they were a little flustered, afraid that Ning Rongrong would present them with a bowl of "soup" and say:
"Dad (Sword, Grandpa Bone), please have some soup."

"You continue practicing brewing the Meng Po soup. I'm taking Uncle Ning and the others with me."

After giving Ning Rongrong some instructions, Ning Qiuyang led Ning Fengzhi and the others on their way.

After settling them in, Ning Qiuyang still needed to find the other three Lords of Purgatory.

He already has someone in mind as the Lord of the Frozen Purgatory.

(End of this chapter)