Soul Town: Claiming the throne? You've asked my Tian Ce Army, haven't you?

Although she was still angry, it seemed that Li Moxuan was indeed as Shui'er had said—not the kind of person who would start a relationship and then abandon it…

"Cao Yanbing..."

Beiluo Shimen took out a cigarette, lit it, raised his head to look at the sky, and muttered to himself, "You're probably no match for your son-in-law..."

Chapter 96: Immense Pressure

Zhenxiu Pavilion.

Yang Qianhong arrived here after bringing Li Xuanyuan to the Imperial Physician's Pavilion. Hua Wang seemed to know Li Xuanyuan quite well, so she didn't need to introduce them.

Looking at the signboard of Zhenxiu Pavilion, Yang Qianhong sighed softly. It was Bai Shui'er who invited her here with a spiritual message.

Bai Shui'er even made a point of introducing Li Moxuan to a female friend he had saved before, clearly trying to put pressure on her...

"Commander Yang..."

The manager of Zhenxiu Pavilion noticed Yang Qianhong at the door and hurriedly went forward to welcome her in.

"Commander Yang, Commander Bai and the others are already waiting for you in the top-floor attic..."

"Well, I see..."

Yang Qianhong took a deep breath and walked up to the top floor alone.

In the top-floor attic, besides regulars Bai Shui'er, Diao Lingyun, and Mu Li, the owner of Zhenxiu Pavilion, there was also Sun Zhantian, who had been dragged around by them.

They sat around the table, which was already filled with steaming delicacies, most of which were cooked by Muli herself.

"Qian Hong, you've come at the perfect time! All the dishes are served!"

Bai Shui'er pulled her to sit down next to her and introduced her to Sun Zhantian, who was sitting opposite her: "Sister Zhantian, this is Yang Qianhong, whom I told you about. She is the most gentle and delicate girl in our Greedy Battalion..."

"Um……"

Sun Zhantian waved and greeted Yang Qianhong, "Hello, my name is Sun Zhantian!"

Yang Qianhong nodded and greeted her with a smile, "Hello, I didn't expect that Sun Zhantian, the Thunder Emperor of Xuanlong Street, would know Mo Xuan..."

She recognized Sun Zhantian at first glance. She had seen Sun Zhantian's portrait on Li Moxuan's desk when she was helping him at Tian Shu Palace.

She guessed that Bai Shui'er wanted to put pressure on her, but she didn't expect the pressure to be so great. This was Sun Zhantian, one of the four great martial gods of the underworld!

Thinking about it carefully, Shui'er is a Divine Martial Spirit Host, Lingyun is the strongest Human Martial Spirit Host, and now there's Sun Zhantian with the Martial God's Body.

In comparison, I seem incredibly weak and utterly useless in helping Mo Xuan...

Yang Qianhong couldn't help but feel a little inferior...

Sun Zhantian was also sizing up Yang Qianhong. Bai Shui'er had told her before that she would introduce her to a girl from the Greedy Camp who also had feelings for Li Moxuan.

She wasn't stupid; she understood that Bai Shui'er was putting pressure on her. Even though she was the first one there, if she hesitated any longer, she'd only be placed further down the queue…

After scrutinizing Yang Qianhong, Sun Zhantian sighed silently. Just as Bai Shui'er had said, she was indeed a gentle and delicate girl at a glance.

Men probably all like this kind of girl, right?

In comparison, I'm like a tomboy, not at all like a girl...

"Sister Zhantian, are you alright?"

Seeing the two suddenly fall silent, Bai Shui'er couldn't help but ask, "Are these two putting so much pressure on each other?"

Coming to his senses, Sun Zhantian smiled and made an excuse, saying, "It's nothing, I was just thinking about some things from the past..."

Sitting next to Yang Qianhong, Diao Lingyun patted her shoulder and leaned her head close to her ear, "Don't worry, with Shui'er and me giving you ideas, we'll win over Mo Xuan tonight!"

A blush instantly spread across Yang Qianhong's face, her ear tips turned red, and she was speechless. She didn't want to refuse, and even felt a strange little bit of anticipation...

Sun Zhantian was putting immense pressure on her; if she didn't make up her mind now, she'd have even less courage later...

"Qian Hong, why is your face so red?"

Confused, Muli added beef rolls to the hot pot while asking with concern.

"Oh, I'm fine, I'm just a little hot..."

Yang Qianhong hurriedly fanned her face with her hand, making up an excuse to get away with it.

Muli: "(?_? )"

They must be discussing something incredible. I really want to know what's going on...

"Alright, everyone, let's eat and chat!"

Bai Shui'er was urging Sun Zhantian to eat when suddenly, a spirit message slowly appeared in front of her. It was Yang Luoqi's spirit message.

As Bai Shui'er connected to the spirit message, Yang Luoqi's figure was projected onto the spirit message.

She smiled and waved to Bai Shui'er and Yang Qianhong beside her, "Shui'er, Qianhong, long time no see!"

"Hmm, Xiao Qi, long time no see. What brings you here to communicate with us via spirit language?"

"I just missed you all."

Yang Qianhong keenly noticed something was wrong, her face showing surprise, "Xiao Qi, why does it look like your hair has been cut off?"

Cutting hair is like cutting a gun; she remembered Yang Luoqi mentioning the price of cutting hair...

Yang Luoqi scratched his head. "Sigh! I was careless. I was cut in half by one of Cao Yanbing's accomplices, I think his name was Sun Zhantian..."

"But I don't dislike her. She's very strong. If I get the chance, I'll definitely fight her again to avenge the loss of my hair!"

"..."

"Shui'er, Qianhong, why aren't you saying anything? Huh? Can the spirit message lag too?"

Bai Shui'er silently adjusted the angle of the spirit message, and Yang Luoqi saw Sun Zhantian sitting opposite Bai Shui'er and was immediately stunned.

Sun Zhantian smiled and greeted her, "Hi, we meet again!"

This is not fair!

Yang Luoqi was indignant. It was one thing for Shui'er to be in the Greedy Camp, but how did Sun Zhantian end up there too?

I'm so envious of Li Moxuan...

……

the other side.

"Ah-"

Li Moxuan touched his nose. Was his spiritual energy consumption really that high? How did it cause his immunity to drop?

Coming to his senses, he looked up at the eerie prison in front of him—the Prison Abyss.

This is the Greed Camp, a prison specifically used to hold criminals. It has nine floors, with only the first floor above ground and the remaining eight floors underground.

Each floor here holds criminals of varying degrees of threat, and the number of soldiers guarding each floor also varies accordingly, increasing from the first floor downwards.

The cells on the lowest level, the ninth floor, are made of spirit-locking stones. Those imprisoned there are not only unable to summon their guardian spirits, but their entire spiritual power is also locked away.

Most importantly, each level is set up with a formation personally designed by Yuan Xichen. If the prisoners on the ninth level want to escape, they must pass through the nine formations set up by Yuan Xichen, and so on.

If anyone breaks out of the prison and breaches the formation, an alarm will sound throughout the entire Zhenyu Tianyuan, and the Tian Shu Palace will also receive the message.

The entire prison was impregnable, with each floor guarded by elite Xuanjia soldiers specially trained by Li Moxuan in imitation of the Xuanjia Army.

Although they were not as powerful as Huo Jiu'an's Zhaowu Guard, they were not far behind, and the garrison commander here was specially appointed by Li Moxuan...

"Mo Xuan, you've come..."

The Moon King led a squad of elite Xuanjia warriors out to greet him, and a rare smile appeared on his face when he saw Li Moxuan approaching.

The armored warriors behind him all knelt on one knee and bowed, saying, "Your Highness!"

Li Moxuan nodded. "Moon King, where is the Prison Suppressor Child imprisoned?"

The Moon King's smile faded. "As you instructed, he was locked up on the first floor. However, that guy is already determined to die and has been trying to commit suicide. I used some methods to calm him down..."

"Okay, take me there!"

Chapter 97: The Prison-Suppressing Child

The Prison of Heaven.

As the heavy gate slowly opened, the Moon King led Li Moxuan to the place where the prison child was imprisoned. At this moment, he sat quietly in the cell, his whole body turned into a stone statue.

The Moon King opened his eyes and looked at the Prison Suppressor. A glint flashed in his eyes, and the petrification on the Prison Suppressor's body slowly dissipated.

The prison-suppressing child felt his body recover. He lowered his head, sat quietly against the wall on the ground, and although he was still alive, he gave people the feeling of being lifeless.

Li Moxuan sighed and waved his hand, "Moon King, you may all leave now! I want to talk to him..."

"Okay, remember to call me anytime..."

Li Moxuan opened the cell door, went inside, sat down in front of the prison attendant, and sized him up.

"I never imagined that the once feared Prison Guardian Child, who struck terror into the hearts of spirit mediums, would become such a pathetic figure..."

The prison-suppressing child raised his head, looked at Li Moxuan, his eyes filled with despair, and pleaded in a low voice, "Kill me, please..."

Li Moxuan said helplessly, "Prison Guardian Boy, is that string of beads really that important? It turned you into this neither-human-nor-ghost state..."

"What do you know?"

The prison-suppressing child took a deep breath, his voice filled with despair, "The Anuttara rosary is a Buddhist rosary left to me by the Bodhisattva!"

"The Bodhisattva promised to come and take me away. Now that the prayer beads are gone, I can never return to the Bodhisattva's side..."

"What's the point of living if I can't return to the Bodhisattva's side..."

Li Moxuan was speechless. "Prison Guardian, the Bodhisattva promised you that he would come to pick you up after you had helped the dead in the underworld for five hundred years, but eight hundred years have passed now..."

He paused, then continued, "Is it possible that the Bodhisattva is busy with other things, or has already forgotten about you, and that Anuttara-dhara is simply unimportant..."

"impossible!!!"

The prison-suppressing child suddenly became agitated, "The Bodhisattva couldn't have forgotten me. He promised me. It must be that I haven't been able to properly convert the spirits of the dead!"

"As long as I convert all the dead souls, the Bodhisattva will definitely come to take me away, it must be so..."

As he spoke, he suddenly burst into tears, "But no matter how hard I try, I can never save all the Bodhisattvas..."