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

Chapter 98 The Three-Life Stone at the Terrace of Longing for Home, the End of the River of Oblivion
"Have you thought it through?"

After a long separation, Ye Lingling reunited with Dugu Yan and chatted for a while before returning to the Bridge of Helplessness.

Ye Lingling nodded and said, "I've already thought it through. I should be thanking you. This kind of opportunity is something most Soul Masters would never dream of."

Ye Lingling was quite clear-headed, knowing what a tremendous opportunity lay before her.

She was initially somewhat apprehensive, but with her friend Dugu Yan in the underworld, her worries were immediately alleviated.

Moreover, she had other expectations in her heart.

Only two Nine-Heart Begonia Martial Souls can exist at the same time, and this ironclad rule cannot be changed by any means.

Ye Lingling thought that the problems that couldn't be solved in the human world could perhaps be solved after she joined the underworld.

“Very good.” Ning Qiuyang said to Ye Lingling, “Release your Nine Heart Begonia Martial Soul.”

Upon hearing this, Ye Lingling immediately summoned her Nine Heart Begonia Martial Soul.

A pinkish-white phantom of a nine-hearted begonia appeared in Ye Lingling's hand, with pinkish-white flowers surrounding a golden stamen.

Ye Lingling blinked her big eyes, waiting for Ning Qiuyang's move with a mixture of anticipation and curiosity.

"Don't be nervous," Ning Qiuyang said gently.

Ning Qiuyang reached out towards Ye Lingling's Nine Heart Begonia Martial Soul. Although it was an illusory Martial Soul, Ning Qiuyang picked it up as if it were a real flower.

When her martial spirit was held by someone else, Ye Lingling felt a very strange sensation, both physically and mentally, as if Ning Qiuyang was holding more than just her martial spirit.

Unlike the Demon King and Ah Yin, their true forms are plant-based soul beasts, which are real and can take root and grow on their own.

The Nine-Heart Begonia Martial Soul is illusory, and it is just a lonely flower without roots.

Ning Qiuyang reached out and took a handful of water from the River of Oblivion, then poured it onto the Nine Heart Begonia Martial Soul.

It was clearly an illusory martial spirit, but when the waters of the River of Oblivion fell, they actually landed on the Nine-Heart Begonia.

Ye Lingling's eyes widened in surprise as she watched her Nine Heart Begonia Martial Soul slowly transform from an illusion into reality, and from a simple flower, it gradually grew branches, leaves, a trunk, and roots.

"go."

Ning Qiuyang threw the gradually growing crabapple tree to the side of the Bridge of Helplessness. As soon as it touched the ground, the Nine-Heart Crabapple Tree immediately took deep root in it, and soon it became a crabapple tree as tall as two people.

A cold wind blew by, and the crabapple blossoms on the tree swayed, creating a dreamlike, desolate scene.

At the same time, the flowers of past lives on the road to the underworld and the flowers of future lives on the banks of the River of Oblivion shone brightly, illuminating the entire underworld with light.

These rays of light spread to the edge of the Bridge of Helplessness, echoing the Nine-Hearted Begonia.

Three different lights intertwined, and as the lights gradually coalesced, a brand new flower appeared within them.

A slender, leafless plant with bright red, umbrella-shaped inflorescences quietly bloomed.

This is a brand new flower formed after the flowers of the three lifetimes are gathered. It can guide the souls of the dead to the other shore, so it can also be called the flower of the other shore.

Ye Lingling stood under the nine-hearted crabapple tree, a peaceful and joyful smile on her face, quietly watching the red spider lily fall silently.

As the red spider lilies fall, a high platform slowly rises between the Gates of Hell and the Bridge of Helplessness.

Once the 99-foot-9-inch-high platform was fully raised, the three characters "Wangxiangtai" (Viewing Home Platform) appeared prominently.

The changes didn't end there. Beside the Bridge of Helplessness, under the Nine-Heart Begonia Tree, a simple and heavy stone slowly appeared.

The three large, dark red characters, "San," "Sheng," and "Shi," rose one by one.

A soul that had just entered the underworld involuntarily floated to the Terrace of Longing for Home, and a glimmer of light suddenly appeared in its previously dazed eyes.

He looked back and saw his hometown, where he had always lived, and his relatives with tears in their eyes because of his passing.

Just as he wanted to take a few more glances, or even say a few words to his loved ones, he could no longer see those images.

"What did that ghost see?" Ning Rongrong asked curiously.

"If you want to know, why don't you just go and see for yourself?"

Ning Rongrong wrinkled her nose.

"Go and go."

Ning Rongrong was quite bold, and she knew that Ning Qiuyang's words meant there was no danger.

After she climbed the Viewing Platform, she followed the example of the departed soul and looked back.

"Huh? Is this the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School?" Ning Rongrong was surprised to find that she was actually seeing a scene of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, and her father, Sword Grandpa, and Bone Grandpa were all in it.

"Dad, can you see me?"

Ning Rongrong waved to Ning Fengzhi and the others, but they didn't seem to notice.

"What? Dad and the others can't hear me," Ning Rongrong muttered.

"Alright, you've gathered all the main ingredients for your Meng Po soup. Don't try to slack off again."

Ning Rongrong needs to complete the making of Meng Po soup, which requires two materials: water from the River of Oblivion and the other shore flower.

Previously, since the spider lily hadn't appeared, she was like a skilled cook without ingredients, but now that she had gathered all the materials, she could continue with the divine test.

"understood."

Although Meng Po's soup only has two ingredients, it is not simple to make; one needs to have a certain understanding of the cycle of life and death.

Ning Rongrong said with great determination, "Anyway, I will definitely save the first bowl of Meng Po soup for you."

Ning Qiuyang waved his hand, too lazy to argue with her.

"My lord, may I still go back to Douluo Continent for a visit?"

Seeing Ning Qiuyang approach, Ye Lingling asked.

"Yes, you can go back through the Yellow Springs Road, but your martial spirit has already taken root in the underworld, so don't leave for too long at a time."

"Yes, I understand. Thank you, my lord."

Ye Lingling thanked them and then returned to the mortal world via the Yellow Springs Road she had come from.

She stayed in the underworld for a long time this time, and her mother probably thought she was missing and was very worried.

After Ye Lingling left, Ning Qiuyang waved to the awning boat on the River of Oblivion.

"Boatman, come quickly, I need to cross the river."

"You just want to see me make a fool of myself."

Dugu Yan struggled to steer the small boat closer to the shore.

Although the River of Oblivion appears calm on the surface, it is not easy for Dugu Yan to steer the ferry. If the hull and pole were not specially made, the boat would probably have sunk to the bottom long ago.

"Boating on the River of Oblivion is quite leisurely and enjoyable. Does the boatman know any boat songs?"

As they boarded the ferry, Ning Qiuyang smiled and asked Dugu Yan.

"Want to hear more boat songs? Do you need any other services?" Dugu Yan wiped the sweat from her forehead and said irritably.

She strained every ounce of strength to steer the small boat, but in order to pass the divine test, she had no choice but to grit her teeth and endure it.

"Where are you going, sir?"

Ning Qiuyang said, "I'm going downstream to see the end of the River of Oblivion."

"What? You might as well just kill me," Dugu Yan said dismissively.

It was incredibly difficult for her to row back and forth across the river, let alone take Ning Qiuyang to the end of the River of Oblivion.

Ning Qiuyang shook his head.

"That's not how you row a boat."

Ning Qiuyang took the punt from Dugu Yan, gave it a gentle push, and the boat floated lightly forward.

"Driving this ferry requires not only physical strength, but also a spirit and will that resonate with it. Learn well."

Dugu Yan sat down next to Ning Qiuyang in a very ungraceful manner.

"That's easy for you to say. If I had a genius like you, I wouldn't be working so hard."

After calming her breathing a little, Dugu Yan leaned against the cabin and began to sing a little tune.

The song is melodious, the river flows gently, and a lone boat drifts away on its journey.

"Dugu Yan, you've kidnapped Brother Qiuyang again."

On the Bridge of Helplessness, Ning Rongrong stamped her feet and said.

(End of this chapter)