A master of comedy!

Feeling the lingering pain in his right leg, Zhou Sheng glanced deeply at Yan Jun, his heart filled with vigilance.

This is a very dangerous person.

Despite harboring murderous intent towards him, she was able to overcome it instantly, not letting her emotions control her, but only weighing the pros and cons.

"Thank you, madam."

Zhou Sheng bowed to Meng Po. He didn't know what the so-called "awakening soup" was, but seeing Yama's reaction, he knew it must be a rare treasure.

"How is your master?"

Meng Po smiled and nodded, then suddenly asked a question.

Zhou Sheng was taken aback. Yin Shisi Niang was standing with the other person. He thought that this old woman was sent by Bao Ying, but he did not expect that the other person seemed to have a relationship with his master.

"He's great. He can eat and drink well and likes to sunbathe. He's just a bit harsh when he teaches me to sing opera and he always likes to use sticks."

Zhou Sheng keenly sensed that the other party's relationship with his master seemed to be extraordinary, so he deliberately spoke in a more intimate tone, with a hint of joking and complaining.

Meng Po seemed to like his words very much and laughed, "That's good. The fact that he could hit you means that he's still in good health."

He wanted to say something more, but then he heard Yama snort coldly.

"What's there to talk about with a sinner from the underworld?"

He paused, glanced at the Night Wanderer and Zhou Sheng, and seemed to have an idea pop into his mind. A mysterious smile appeared on his face.

Although the Revitalizing Soup is extremely valuable, letting Zhou Sheng go like this would damage one's own prestige.

He came up with a solution that would satisfy both sides.

"The Inspectorate holds an important position, overseeing the yin and yang, good and evil. It cannot be without a leader for even a day. Since the night is the time for the gods to roam, you will temporarily take over the duties of Judge Lu."

Upon hearing this, even the Night Wanderer showed a hint of surprise.

He guessed that Yama might promote him, but after all, he had just embarrassed Yama, so how could he promote him in public so quickly?
"I am deeply grateful for the favor shown to me by King Yama, but..."

He deliberately showed a troubled expression and said, "My magical power is weak, and I'm afraid I can't control those unruly people."

King Yama sneered inwardly, knowing that the other party was asking for benefits.

He could naturally promote someone else to fill the position, but firstly, the Night Wanderer God had considerable prestige in the Investigation Division, and secondly, he had followed Judge Lu for a long time and was familiar with the procedures.

Secondly, there are some secrets He doesn't want more people to know.

Therefore, the Night Wanderer was the best choice. She understood this, which is why she dared to slightly overstep the line and lose face.

However, what the other party said at that moment was exactly what Yama wanted to hear.

"In that case, I will bestow upon you a golden pill to enhance your magical power and a golden whip to intimidate the demons."

His voice was majestic and powerful, spreading the words of reward throughout the entire city of Fengdu, so that all the ghost messengers could hear them clearly.

For a time, countless ghost messengers were moved, envious, and amazed by Yama's generosity.

Even the Night Wanderer was stunned; he hadn't expected that Yama would actually go all out this time.

The next moment, a golden pill appeared in Yama's palm, about the size of a longan, shimmering with light and dazzling golden brilliance.

This pill had no medicinal fragrance; instead, it faintly smelled of blood, as if it had been forcibly ripped out of someone's dantian.

Zhou Sheng's heart stirred. He sensed a familiar aura emanating from the golden elixir, and a guess suddenly popped into his head.

"This pill is the golden pill that I took out after cutting open the belly of the Demon of Play. It contains most of his magical power and is enough to help you improve your cultivation by hundreds of years."

With that, Yama pointed his finger and sent the golden elixir to the Night Wanderer.

The Night Wanderer's eyes flickered, and without any hesitation, he opened his mouth and swallowed the golden pill. Then, his entire divine body radiated golden light, and his original blood-red divine radiance turned into crimson gold.

When He opened His eyes again, His aura was several times stronger than before, and His gaze was so intense that it was difficult to look directly at Him.

Zhou Sheng lowered his gaze and quietly clenched his fists inside his sleeves.

Sure enough, that really was Master's golden elixir!

Being able to cultivate to the Golden Core means one has reached the Tribulation Transcending Realm. Master previously said that he had never undergone Tribulation Transcending, but that was actually a lie. The reason he said that was firstly to cover up this disgraceful matter, and secondly because he was afraid that his disciple would do something foolish if he found out.

Seeing this, King Yama, who had been keeping an eye on Zhou Sheng, couldn't help but smile slightly.

He stretched out his hand again, sending a stream of light into the Night Wanderer's hand, which transformed into a coiled dragon whip, with demon-suppressing scriptures engraved on it.

"This is the Ghost-Slaying Whip, which I forged from the leg tendons of Yu Zhensheng. He was a master of Yin-Yang magic, and his leg tendons, honed through rigorous training since childhood, are incredibly strong and can be lengthened or shortened, extended or retracted. Combined with the demon-suppressing incantation I carved, even the most unruly and fierce ghost cannot withstand more than a few lashes."

The Night Wanderer held the gleaming, powerful magic weapon, a hint of fondness flashing in his eyes.

He lashed out with his whip, and it faintly produced the sound of wind and thunder.

"Thank you, King Yama! I will certainly manage the Investigation Department well for you and fulfill my mission!"

As for Zhou Sheng, after obtaining the Golden Elixir and the Golden Whip, he had temporarily put them aside and was only concerned with the treasures in front of him.

"Wrong, it's not for me, but for the underworld, for the justice of the netherworld."

"King Yama said with righteous indignation."

"As for the Yin-Yang Master Zhou Sheng..."

He glanced down at the silent young sorcerer, his voice filled with a condescending sense of charity and favor.

"Your sins will be temporarily forgiven, and you will be allowed to return to the world of the living and be officially included in the register of Yin Opera Masters."

"The rest of you, same as above."

Upon hearing this, Tan Sheng and the others finally breathed a sigh of relief, a hint of joy flashing in their eyes.

The next moment, Zhou Sheng felt an invisible law descend upon him, as if he had been freed from some kind of invisible shackles, only to enter another, even larger cage.

From then on, there was no longer a need to perform Ghost Opera during the Ghost Festival. However, the mysterious and dangerous path that belonged to the Ghost Opera Master was finally opened completely.

……

At the Yellow Springs Ferry outside Fengdu City, everyone was about to board the boat with their respective ghost messengers to return to the living world. Before parting, they bid each other farewell with heartfelt wishes.

Of all the ghost performers in this Ghost Festival play, only a few of them survived.

The memory of this Ghost Festival play still evokes a sense of fantasy in everyone's eyes.

Not only did he narrowly escape death, but he also accomplished an unprecedented feat: on the stage where he was about to leave the world, he killed a judge from the underworld!

It's easy to imagine the sensation this would cause when news of it reached the mortal realm.

And Zhou Sheng, the disciple of the Demon of Play, will become a new legend among the Yin-Yang Masters.

"Boss Long, you really did it!"

In the cold wind by the river, several young Yin Opera performers stood side by side, while the ghost messengers kept their distance, both out of kindness and out of respect for the powerful Yin Opera performer who had killed Judge Lu on the stage.

Tan Sheng clearly sensed the change in the eyes of those ghost messengers.

The change from initial scolding and disdain to current awe and respect is truly remarkable.

"Yes, he truly deserves to be called our benefactor!"

Fatty Song was incredibly grateful to have met his benefactor; otherwise, he would never have survived this time.

"We sisters survived thanks to Boss Long, and we even witnessed a heroic feat. Who knew that shady plays could be performed like this..."

The Yu Ruyi sisters also expressed their gratitude to Mr. Zhou.

Zhou Sheng shook his head and looked at them very seriously before saying something.

"It's not me, it's us."

"A solo act cannot make a play; this play is a collaborative effort."

...(End of this chapter)