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Upon arriving at the Alliance, he went straight into the Jade Emperor's office.

Qin Leyi gave the customary bow, sat down opposite the Jade Emperor, and went straight to the point: "Your Majesty, could you please open another door for me? I wish to go to the Underworld."

Looking at the helpless yet not overly anxious expression on his face, the Jade Emperor couldn't help but smile curiously: "Oh? What brings you down this time?"

Last time, in a desperate attempt to rescue his family, Qin Le rushed straight into the underworld. The Jade Emperor made an exception and opened the door for him, and the formalities were completed afterward.

That time was understandable; Qin Le was indeed in a hurry.

But judging from Qin Le's appearance this time, he didn't seem to be in such a hurry, so the Jade Emperor naturally wanted to find out the details.

"Run an errand for my mom, go downstairs and buy some Netherworld Grass." Qin Le's face was full of that kind of helplessness you know.

This reason does sound a bit far-fetched, and not even sufficient enough to warrant opening a special interdimensional passage.

But... in this era of cultivation, few children can truly resist the bloodline suppression and errand-running tasks imposed by their mothers.

Unless parents are unkind, filial piety itself is an important part of spiritual practice.

"If it's just running errands to buy some things," the Jade Emperor smiled gently, "there's no need to go down there specifically. I can send a message to the underworld and have them send the things up."

In the Jade Emperor's view, using the interdimensional passage for such a trivial matter was making a mountain out of a molehill.

Hearing this, Qin Le silently stretched out one hand, fingers spread, a subtle smile on his face, and looked at the Jade Emperor: "My mom asked me to buy... five tons. Can the underworld... send five tons directly up?"

"How much...how much?! Five tons?!" The smile on the Jade Emperor's face froze instantly.

Even though he was used to seeing all sorts of things, he was still a little stunned at this moment.

He had seen alchemists purchase spiritual herbs in large quantities, but individual purchases were measured in tons.

Or is it the Netherworld Grass, a specialty of the underworld?

This is practically treating a precious herb like a pebble on the roadside!

Seeing the Jade Emperor's reaction, Qin Le shrugged, with an expression that said, "I knew this would happen: So, Your Majesty, I have no choice but to make the trip myself."

The Jade Emperor rubbed his temples, recovering from his shock, and said helplessly, "Letting you go down is no problem. But have you thought about what you'll use to trade? Let me remind you, spirit stones... can't buy this many Netherworld Grasses."

The quantity that Qin Le, or rather Lin Wanrou, wanted was so large that even with the Jade Emperor's influence, it was impossible for the Underworld to simply give away five tons for free with a single word.

Although Netherworld Grass is considered a basic currency in the underworld, it is not an unlimited resource, and its growth requires a cycle.

More importantly, the ghost cultivators in the underworld cultivate yin energy, so spirit stones have limited value to them. For large-scale transactions, they must offer what the ghost cultivators truly need.

"Please enlighten me, Your Majesty." Qin Le readily accepted the advice and immediately asked for guidance.

Although he had been to the underworld once, he didn't really know much about the market conditions and hard currency there.

Originally, I planned to go down and see what was going on, and then try to exchange it for other treasures. Now that the Jade Emperor has given me guidance, things are naturally even better.

After a moment's thought, the Jade Emperor offered his advice: "If you wish to gather five tons of Netherworld Grass in a short time, I suggest you go to Fengdu City and collect 'Emperor Fire' to exchange for it. This item is of great benefit to ghost cultivators and is the hard currency of the Underworld, enough to exchange for a large amount of Netherworld Grass."

"Thank you for your guidance, Your Majesty!" Qin Le's eyes lit up, and he bowed in thanks.

This suggestion certainly saved him a lot of trouble.

As for what the Emperor's Fire is and how to collect it, he didn't ask any questions—he would just ask Nuwa, the mother in his sea of ​​consciousness, who would definitely know better than anyone else.

"Okay, please wait a moment." The Jade Emperor nodded, flicked his finger and sent out a golden light that disappeared into the void.

This is communicating with the underworld and completing the necessary procedures.

About half an hour later, the space inside the office rippled, and a stable, deep portal slowly opened.

At the same time, a token that was entirely black, neither gold nor wood, and exuded pure Yin energy flew out from the portal. The front of the token was engraved with two ancient seal characters—Fengdu.

The token floated automatically to Qin Le's front.

Qin Le reached out and took it; it was icy cold to the touch. He bowed to the Jade Emperor again: "Your Majesty, this junior will depart now."

"Go ahead, and be careful." The Jade Emperor nodded with a smile.

Qin Le turned around and stepped into the spatial portal.

This time, the landing point wasn't the gates of hell, but rather the gate of a magnificent ancient city.

The city walls stand tall, built of unknown black boulders, exuding an aura of solemnity and antiquity. Above the city gate, two imposing characters hang high—Fengdu.

At the city gate, two ghost soldiers, clad in black iron armor and wielding long halberds, stood solemnly.

Their faces were pale and their aura was cold. When they saw Qin Le, a healthy and vigorous man, suddenly appear, a hint of surprise flashed across their faces.

But sensing the unique pressure emanating from the token in Qin Le's hand, which belonged to the Great Emperor of Fengdu, they immediately composed themselves, kept their eyes straight ahead, and allowed Qin Le to enter the city.

Those who possess the Emperor's Token are not within their jurisdiction.

Upon entering Fengdu City, one is greeted by crisscrossing streets, ancient and eerie architectural styles, and the streets are filled with ghosts or ghost cultivators of various forms.

Qin Le was dumbfounded – last time, he had the Black and White Impermanence to guide him, but this time he was completely in the dark and didn't know where to go.

He stood still and sensed for a moment, when he suddenly noticed a powerful and masculine aura coming from a direction that was completely out of place with the eerie atmosphere of the underworld.

Qin Le's heart stirred, and she decided to go and check it out first. If she couldn't find her target, it wouldn't be too late to ask Mother Nuwa for help.

Having identified the direction, Qin Le used spatial teleportation, his figure flashing through the streets and alleys in a few blinks before disappearing into the distance. Even so, it took him nearly an hour to reach his destination.

This is a rather spacious square, with dark stone slabs paving the ground.

In the center of the square, a pure white, blazing flame, exuding an aura of purification and dominance, was burning quietly.

The light of the flames was not dazzling, but it gave people a sense of awe, as if it could burn away all the filth in the world and cleanse all evil spirits.

Outside the square, many ghost cultivators sat cross-legged.

They were all in different forms, some not even human, but at this moment they were all facing the white flame in the center, seemingly using the aura it emitted to carry out some kind of special cultivation.

They only glanced at Qin Le, a living person, and after sensing the aura of the token, they stopped paying attention and continued to immerse themselves in their cultivation.

Could this be... the Emperor's Flame?

Qin Le looked at the ball of white flame and began to have some doubts.

His Majesty has ordered me to collect Imperial Fire in exchange for Netherworld Grass... This feels more like I'm being sent to rob Fengdu City's public property.

Judging from the appearance of these ghost cultivators, this Emperor Fire is clearly an important resource of Fengdu City, or even a sacred cultivation ground. If I were to go up and collect a portion of it, it would be no different from stealing it.

But the Jade Emperor shouldn't allow me to do such bandit-like things...

Just as Qin Le hesitated about whether to ask Nuwa directly, someone gently patted his shoulder, and at the same time, a pleasant female voice, tinged with helplessness, sounded behind him:

"Qin Le, how come you're running so fast?"

Qin Le turned around and saw a woman in a gorgeous black dress standing behind him.

The woman was extremely beautiful, with a noble air mixed with a touch of the eerie coldness unique to the underworld. At this moment, she was looking at him with her bright eyes, her gaze filled with the feeling that she had worked so hard to win him over.

"May I ask who you are...?" Qin Le asked, somewhat puzzled.

The fact that the other person could call him by his name directly clearly meant they knew him.

But Qin Le searched his memory thoroughly and had no recollection of this face.

However, he was used to it. He was so well-known in the Three Realms that there were relatively few people who didn't know him.

"My name is Qing Youhe." The woman in the black dress sighed slightly. "My father asked me to pick you up, but I never expected you to... just disappear like that, leaving me searching for you everywhere."

"Ah, sorry, sorry." Qin Le finally realized what she had done and smiled a little embarrassedly, "Thank you for your trouble, senior."

He had thought that no one was leading the way this time and that he had just stumbled upon the place by himself. But it turned out that he had run too fast and had lost sight of the person who was supposed to pick him up.

As for who Qing Youhe's father is?

Judging from the fact that her surname is Qing... the answer is obvious.

The daughter of the Emperor of Fengdu.