After breaking up with my girlfriend, I became a Great Sage of the Demon Clan.

Once enough Yin energy enters Little Yama's body, he's like a clay Bodhisattva crossing a river—utterly gone.

The Left Prince severed the connection with the Yin energy he controlled.

But this shouldn't be a big deal, right?

The Left Prince carefully observed the Little Yama's face, hands, and feet.

These yin energies have entered the child's body, and the child should now be weak and powerless.

Before long, he will inevitably give way and collapse to the ground...

Little Yama burped.

The girl covered her mouth, and wisps of yin energy seeped out from the little Yama King's mouth, nostrils, and ears.

"sharp……"

Little Yama removed his hand from his mouth and looked at Prince Zuo with surprise.

"Your Yin energy concentration is much stronger than those two before."

The Yin energy controlled by the Left Prince was extremely high in both quantity and quality, so high that Little Yama almost choked.

"but……"

Little Yama reached out his hand to Prince Zuo. This was no ordinary hand. From the moment Little Yama stretched out his hand, Prince Zuo felt it expanding and thickening continuously. When it reached a meter in front of him, the hand was as large as a mountain, its power overwhelming.

Hit by this blow, Prince Zuo had no doubt that he would be reduced to a pile of mangled flesh. ∽!4=→"〔⊥

What happened?

Wasn't this guy's body infused with a massive amount of yin poison and yin energy?

This is dozens of times the amount of Yin energy that can paralyze even a demigod.

The wandering thoughts were suppressed one by one by Prince Zuo.

Since he couldn't suppress Little Yama with Yin energy, Prince Zuo had no choice but to take a deep breath and then reach out and grasp Little Yama's hand.

Countless pale arms immediately appeared around Little Yama, densely embracing everything on his body from his feet to his waist and from his waist to his neck.

Little Yama was covered by his arm in no time, and not a trace of his color was visible.

Just as Prince Zuo breathed a sigh of relief, a soft chuckle came from within the tightly clasped arms.

The arms that had been wriggling and clinging together suddenly stiffened, and then fell off one by one. Underneath the arms scattered on the ground, Little Yama, dressed in eunuch's clothes, was extremely conspicuous.

The left prince opposite him had his pupils contract.

This "hundred ghosts possessing one" spell is a legitimate Yin magic technique, and since Prince Zuo learned it, he has never failed.

Until now, I've met Little Yama.

This is a tricky one!

We cannot defeat them by force!

Prince Zuo made a few hand gestures, preparing to make some noise to attract the surrounding guards, and even members of the Chu royal family to come and help.

But as soon as the hand seal began, and the yin energy began to condense, the Little Yama King opposite him waved his hand. The Left Prince did not know what the Little Yama King had done, but the yin energy he was prepared to cause a commotion dissipated directly.

The Left Prince tried to move several more times, but the Yin energy would lose contact at crucial moments and he couldn't control it.

The Little Yama on the other side said something meaningful.

"I wondered how you mortals used underworld magic, but it turns out you're just making things up, using some magical artifacts to take a shortcut. This method might work for mortals, but against someone who knows it, isn't that a joke?"

The Left Prince's face darkened.

Those in the know...

Could the person opposite be a grandmaster of the human Taoist sect, or the lineage of the Fengdu Emperor?

But that's okay.

Prince Zuo reached into his waistband and pulled out a pen, seemingly using some kind of magical power. Little Yama didn't see anything when he pulled it out, but when it came out, Prince Zuo had a pen in his hand.

Little Yama glanced at it and asked in surprise.

"The Judge's Pen, oh, a fake one..."

The Left Prince threw the judge's pen at Little Yama.

The pen flew away and transformed into a red light, heading straight for the Little Yama's brow.

A flash of red light appeared, and the Judge's Pen came into contact with the Little Yama's brow.

Prince Zuo breathed a sigh of relief.

Won!

This Judge's Pen is a high-grade magic weapon made from half the wolf hair of a Judge's Pen. It is a treasured possession of the Left Prince for self-defense. According to the Imperial Preceptor who made this Judge's Pen, even immortals and gods would lose half their lives if they encountered this pen.

If you truly wish for your death, then you shall die; whether you live or die, you shall die.

Jiu: "Not bad..."

Si Xiao Yanjun reached out and took the judge's pen (fake) from between his eyebrows.

"but……"

It resembled a smug smile from the Little Yama King.

"A certain family is completely immune to Yin magic."

Just like Wu and Zhou Yan, even when their awakening level is less than 10%, they can be immune to and counterattack against the mental attacks of Chaos.

Even though the Six Little Yama Kings are not as powerful as before, they are immune to all Yin magic and Yin energy attacks.

Chapter Thirty-Eight: Pleading

Zhou Yan smelled a familiar aroma of meat, which grew stronger with the sizzling sound of oil frying. After an unknown amount of time, a knock sounded at the door.

"Sweetie, it's time to come out for dinner."

Jiu Feng's voice was gentle and soft, flowing like water into Zhou Yan's ears.

Zhou Yan, who was half-asleep, was fully awake.

The first thing Zhou Yan saw was the familiar ceiling without any ventilation openings.

"Sweetie, are you awake?"

Jiufeng asked again.

Zhou Yan said lazily.

"I'm awake, I'm awake. I'll get my teeth cleaned... then I'll come out for dinner."

The thumping footsteps faded into the distance.

Zhou Yan rubbed his eyes, got out of bed, brushed his teeth in the bathroom, and then left the bedroom.

As I went outside, I heard a mixture of whimpering, crying, and kowtowing sounds coming from the curtained windows in the hallway outside the bedroom. The sounds were so unpleasant that they made me want to frown and move away.

Jiufeng's coughing echoed from the end of the corridor.

Jiufeng's voice was like light, and after the light appeared, the surrounding darkness and unpleasant noises were easily dispelled.

The corridor became much quieter for a moment.

Zhou Yan walked out of the corridor and arrived at the restaurant at the end.

On the restaurant table were several baskets of steamed buns, a serving of savory soy milk, and white porridge, along with pickled mustard greens that had been pan-fried to remove the bitterness and mixed with chili oil for added aroma.

A typical Chinese breakfast, but Zhou Yan prefers large steamed buns with seaweed wontons. (Three ￡∵≌〃Five、÷)

Jiufeng, carrying a plate full of braised beef and beef noodles, walked to Zhou Yan's side and placed the beef noodles in front of him.

Zhou Yan smiled wryly.

"I'm afraid I won't be able to finish all this food."

The tenderness in Jiufeng's eyes was almost overflowing.

"Really? Just a heads up, you'll be doing a lot of physical labor later, so if you don't eat enough, you'll be hungry."

Zhou Yan didn't dare ask what kind of physical labor he would have to do later that night.

Zhou Yan picked up his chopsticks, took a few bites of noodles, and asked.

Do you have vinegar and chili peppers?

Zhou Yan wondered if it was just his taste that was a little strange, but he always felt that the noodles would taste much worse without vinegar and chili.

"I'll go get it for you."

Jiufeng went to the kitchen and brought out aged vinegar and chili oil.

Zhou Yan mixed the noodles with chili and vinegar, then dipped the noodle soup into the steamed buns and ate them.

After eating half of it, Zhou Yan suddenly stopped.

Jiufeng was puzzled.

"Xiao Yan, what's wrong?"

Surely it couldn't be because you found a cockroach in your food, could it?

These dishes were all cleaned by Jiufeng using her divine power; there's absolutely no way there could be anything disgusting or filthy about them.

Zhou Yan said sadly.

"Chu..."

Zhou Yan made his voice tremble slightly.

Jiufeng crossed her arms and leaned back in her chair.

"Call me 'darling'! Otherwise, we can't continue this conversation."

"……Honey……"

"Okay, continue..."

"My friends..."

Zhou Yan believed that Little Yama should be able to live well in the underworld, but the first six conditions were that Nine Phoenixes wouldn't interfere and that no unexpected events would occur.

If possible, Zhou Yan still hoped that Jiu Feng could spare Xiao Yan Jun, Leng Qing, and Mu Yuan, and send them back to the human world from the underworld.

Mu Yuan and Leng Qing need not even think about it. Once Xiao Yanjun returns to his home, Zhou Yan estimates that in a few years at most, Xiao Yanjun will be able to transform from a mortal into a highly awakened true god. At that time, it is not impossible for him to sweep over and snatch them away from Jiu Feng.

Zhou Yan forced a smile.

"Can you release them? You can make my three friends swear a solemn oath not to reveal your whereabouts or tell anyone your information. They would probably agree to that."

"Nine Phoenixes said jokingly."

"So you're willing to abandon your dignity to curry favor with me for the sake of those friends?"

Zhou Yan instantly sensed a chilling crisis emanating from Jiu Feng.

This woman had cursed Lin Anru because of their good relationship, causing Lin Anru to suffer for several days. Afterwards, she pretended to be innocent and virtuous to save Lin Anru in order to win her favor.

This woman's possessiveness was so strong that she felt uncomfortable if she treated other women even slightly well.

Zhou Yan also has his own way of dealing with this.

"Do you only like me if I'm cold-hearted, heartless, and only care about my own comfort, ignoring everyone else and even abandoning or killing my own parents?"

Jiufeng felt much less threatened.

Zhou Yan continued.

"Besides, darling, don't you think I'd be better able to control you if I had a handle on you?"

Jiufeng's sense of crisis has decreased to an acceptable level.

Jiufeng's displeasure and teasing subsided slightly.

"interesting……"

Do you have something on your little darling?

If we have this leverage...

Jiufeng pondered for a moment.