Supreme Zombie King, I have been sealed away for eight hundred years.

He thought to himself, 'Sanzang must have deliberately shown himself to warn me, Qi Xiaotian.'

"Sanzang, Lin Yi and I still have things to discuss. You should leave," Qi Xiaotian said.

Qi Xiaotian truly did not want to have any connection with the Buddhist world.

Lin Yi glanced at Qi Xiaotian, and was surprised that Qi Xiaotian, who was Sun Wukong in disguise, disliked Sanzang so much.

"Amitabha, Qi Xiaotian, everything is predestined. Our master-disciple relationship has ended, but I still acknowledge you as my disciple. Do not do anything wrong, lest you suffer eternal damnation. This humble monk takes his leave." After saying this, Sanzang transformed into a ray of Buddha's light and departed.

Lin Yi found it quite interesting and looked at Qi Xiaotian.

"That's just how he is, always rambling on and on. But he's just the incarnation of the Sandalwood Merit Buddha in the human world," Qi Xiaotian said.

Lin Yi just smiled and didn't say anything.

Lin Yi waited for Qi Xiaotian to continue.

He wanted to see if Qi Xiaotian would continue to teach Lin Yi the Earthly Fiend Technique.

"Lin Yi, you've seen it too, the Buddhist realm is putting pressure on me. Let's wait and see," Qi Xiaotian said.

"Alright, let's wait for the right opportunity. But Brother Qi, I'm afraid your days are not going to be easy." Lin Yi said, looking towards the rooftop of a building in Hong Kong.

Qi Xiaotian's gaze followed.

“Yes, life won’t be easy. But I’m willing to do everything I can to stay in this world and live an ordinary life. Everyone knows monkeys are restless, but I’m tired of it. I don’t want to participate in this game,” Qi Xiaotian said with emotion.

"You, the Great Sage Equal to Heaven, really don't want to get involved?" Lin Yi stared intently at him.

Qi Xiaotian stared intently at Lin Yi with a meaningful look in his eyes.

"Alright, I wish you a happy life. I'll be going now." Lin Yi said, turning and leaving.

Qi Xiaotian's eyes were filled with contemplation as he thought to himself, "Lin Yi is just as fearless as I was back then. However, those beings in the primordial world are all more terrifying than demons."

Qi Xiaotian clenched his fists and secretly vowed that if anyone tried to disrupt his ordinary life, he would make them pay the price.

Even fate won't do.

The fate of those on the rooftop is being watched intently.

"Qi Xiaotian, Sun Wukong. No one can escape the dictates of fate. Since you chose to descend to the human world from the primordial chaos, even you, the Victorious Fighting Buddha Sun Wukong, cannot escape the control of fate. Of course, if you choose to follow fate, perhaps fate will grant you relative power and freedom." Fate muttered to itself.

It seemed as if Qi Xiaotian could hear what fate was saying.

The place of the Netherworld Blood Sea.

The demon mother, Vishnu, and Indra were quite surprised to see the bull demon king appear before them.

"Bull Demon King, I didn't expect you to come. Didn't you pledge allegiance to the Buddhist realm? Why are you also thinking of coming to the Netherworld Blood Sea?" The Ghost Mother stared at the Bull Demon King and said.

"Ghost Mother, after the Styx Ancestor was reincarnated to face the tribulation, you sent Asura to search for him, but he didn't find him, did he?" The Bull Demon King stared intently at the Ghost Mother.

The ghost mother was stunned.

"Do you know the whereabouts of the patriarch's reincarnation? Impossible. Even if the patriarch were to reincarnate, it would be extremely unpredictable." The Ghost Mother also stared at the Bull Demon King.

The demon mother's eyes held a warning.

It means that it's best for the Bull Demon King not to scheme against them.

“I, Old Bull, do not know. But I, Old Bull, can lend you a hand in finding the reincarnation of the Styx Ancestor,” said the Bull Demon King.

"Bull Demon King, we can't find him, let alone you. Just tell me, what is your real purpose in coming here?" The Ghost Mother stared at the Bull Demon King.

"Ghost Mother, that Lin Yi is truly despicable. I, Old Bull, wish to temporarily stay in your Netherworld Blood Sea. What do you say?" said Bull Demon King.

The demon mother, Vishnu, and Indra were stunned and exchanged a glance.

"You want to absorb the blood essence of the Netherworld Blood Sea for cultivation?" The Ghost Mother stared at the Bull Demon King.

“That’s right. I, Old Bull, want to cultivate the Blood Fiend Body.” Bull Demon King said with burning eyes.

Cultivating the Blood Fiend Body?

“Well, Bull Demon King, if you really want to cultivate the Blood Fiend Body, we can help you! However, how can we trust you?” Vishnu suddenly spoke up.

Without further ado, the Bull Demon King took out his banana leaf fan.

"Although it is not a primordial treasure, it is still a treasure crafted from the Yin banana leaves nurtured in this world," said the Bull Demon King.

"You actually want to use the Banana Leaf Fan as a bargaining chip! Since you, Bull Demon King, are so generous, you can stay in the Netherworld Blood Sea to cultivate the Blood Fiend Body. This is the Blood Fiend Spirit Pearl nurtured by my Netherworld Blood Sea, take it." The Ghost Mother offered up the Blood Fiend Spirit Pearl.

After obtaining the Blood Fiend Spirit Pearl, the Bull Demon King's eyes flashed with coldness as he thought to himself, "Lin Yi, I, the old bull, will come looking for you again."

The Bull Demon King was truly angry and furious.

Lin Yi prevented the remnant soul of the Bull Demon King from returning to his body and relentlessly pursued him. How could the Bull Demon King let Lin Yi off so easily?

If this were the prehistoric world, the Bull Demon King would have crushed Lin Yi like an ant long ago.

"However, Bull Demon King, I must remind you that Lin Yi is not someone to be trifled with, so you'd better not provoke him. Our Netherworld Blood Sea has also reached an agreement with Lin Yi for the time being. You'd better put away your prestige from the Primordial World. After all, this is not the Primordial World, and you are not the real Bull Demon King..." the Ghost Mother warned.

The Bull Demon King glanced intently at the Ghost Mother.

"I, Old Bull, don't need you to remind me to do things. One spirit pearl isn't enough. Give me more spirit pearls," the Bull Demon King said, staring intently.

"Bull Demon King, you're too greedy. Here are three spirit pearls, take them." The Ghost Mother took out more spirit pearls.

The Bull Demon King gripped the Spirit Pearl tightly, his eyes still flashing with a cold light.

"By the way, you'd better be able to help me, Old Bull, find out where Zixia is," the Bull Demon King continued.

Zixia?

Chapter 483 The God of Literature seeks Bao Zheng, Xu Shilin of Phoenix Mountain!

“Agent Ksitigarbha, now that Ksitigarbha is in charge of the underworld, why does he ignore the Bull Demon King’s appearance in the netherworld? Are we just going to let the Bull Demon King and the Ghost Mother collude with each other?” Death God J asked Ksitigarbha’s agent, He Yingqiu.

He Yingqiu glanced at Death J.

“J, Ksitigarbha's thoughts are beyond our comprehension. As for the Bull Demon King's journey to the Netherworld Blood Sea, the Underworld's Death God should not get involved or concern himself with it. Everything is governed by cause and effect. If the Bull Demon King does anything that harms the Buddhist realm, he will be punished by it. And a being like the Bull Demon King is not someone the Underworld can easily provoke,” He Yingqiu said with a burning gaze.

Death J was stunned.

"By the way, what should we do about the Fate side, Ksitigarbha Agent?" Death J continued to ask.

fate?

“How can our Underworld possibly handle fate? The Pangu Clan failed to capture fate, and a new game has begun. The best course of action for the Underworld now is to observe and wait. You should lead the God of Death and guard the area closely to prevent the Asura Clan from causing trouble in the Underworld,” He Yingqiu said.

Asura race!

"The appearance of the Asura race has indeed brought great hidden dangers to the Underworld. I will strictly follow the decree of Ksitigarbha and guard all parts of the Underworld," Death God J replied.

Death J departed.

He Yingqiu frowned, his expression filled with sadness.

"You have a request, and it's all your choice. Even as Ksitigarbha's representative, there's nothing I can do to help you," He Yingqiu said helplessly.

His younger brother, He Yingqiu, embarked on a path where he was at the mercy of fate.

Now he has become a puppet of fate, a punishment from fate for his younger brother He Youqiu.

"Acting as Ksitigarbha, the God of Literature requests an audience." The Grim Reaper Meteor appeared.

Meteor had only been acting as Ksitigarbha's agent for a short time, and now he was returning the authority of Ksitigarbha's agent to He Yingqiu.

“The God of Literature, let him come,” He Yingqiu said.

Soon, the figure of Wenquxingjun appeared.

The God of Literature was a middle-aged man who appeared to be about 1.85 meters tall, with an imposing presence even without anger.

"Greetings, Wenqu Xingjun," He Yingqiu said respectfully with a bow.

"He Yingqiu, this Star Lord wishes to take Li Gongfu and Xu Jiaorong, who are staying in Fengdu Ghost City, away," said the Star Lord of Literature.

Take Li Gongfu and Xu Jiaorong away?

"Lord Wenqu, are you planning to use these two things to blackmail Xu Shilin and force his primordial spirit to return to his original body?" He Yingqiu stared at Lord Wenqu and asked.

"Xu Shilin is the reincarnation of this star lord. However, he was bewitched by Lin Yi. Now he has no choice but to resort to this desperate measure," said the Star Lord of Literature.

“No. Li Gongfu and Xu Jiaorong have achieved some success in cultivating their ghost bodies in the underworld. Especially Li Gongfu, who has become a death messenger in the underworld, cannot be easily taken away by you. I think it's better for you, Star Lord, to go and have a good talk with Xu Shilin yourself,” He Yingqiu said.

Wenquxingjun frowned and stared at He Yingqiu.

After pondering, Wenquxingjun departed.

In one part of the underworld, Bao Zheng was handling official business when he was surprised to see the God of Literature appear.

"Greetings, Star Lord," Bao Zheng bowed.

"Bao Zheng, you are the incarnation of this star lord, why be so polite? Now, this star lord requests that you go to Phoenix Mountain in the mortal world to see Xu Shilin. Are you willing?" said the Star Lord of Literature.

Bao Zheng's expression changed slightly.

“Star Lord, Xu Shilin has been cultivating on Phoenix Mountain and has already achieved great spiritual attainment. However, he is unaware of Star Lord's intentions. Please enlighten me, Star Lord?” Bao Zheng bowed again and said.

Although Bao Zheng was the reincarnation of the God of Literature, the God of Literature's spirit had returned to its rightful place after the God of Literature's tribulation. Now, Bao Zheng was merely a judge in the underworld, and had no further connection with the God of Literature. How could he dare to be on equal footing with the God of Literature?

"You know my intentions. Go, and be sure to persuade Xu Shilin," Wenqu Xingjun instructed.

Bao Zheng frowned, deep in thought, yet unable to refuse.

"I will obey the Star Lord's decree. However, I still need to report this matter to Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva," Bao Zheng said.

"Go ahead," Wenquxingjun said without stopping him.

This time, He Yingqiu had to give Wenquxingjun (the God of Literature) face no matter what!

Bao Zheng found He Yingqiu.

“Well, since the Star Lord has sent you, Judge, to Phoenix Mountain, I, the Ksitigarbha agent, cannot stop you! However, you do not represent the Underworld, and I hope you understand that,” said the Ksitigarbha agent.

"This judge understands." After saying this, Bao Zheng's ghostly form disappeared into the Ksitigarbha Building.

Phoenix Mountain.

As soon as Bao Zheng arrived, he was blocked by the green snake.

“Green Snake, it’s you.” Bao Zheng looked at Green Snake and said.