Chapter 625: Hell and Back Again

Chapter 625: Hell and Back Again

Hui opened his eyes. A distant stone ceiling greeted him, dull and gray, darkened with shadows here and there. Back in the Underworld.

The bottom of a boot appeared. It plunged toward his face.

Huis eyes flew wide. He threw himself aside, desperately rolling away. The boot slammed home, fracturing the ground behind him. He kept rolling, and rolling, fleeing the expanding crater with all his might.

Elder Sister, weve already done this! Elder Sister, violence is never the answer! Please calm down! Hui cried.

The crater stopped expanding. Hui flipped his roll into a somersault, neatly vaulting himself to his feet. He dusted off his robes and nodded at the reaper. There. Now we can talk like civilized human beings. Isnt this better, Elder Sister?

Youre a frustrating little bug. Im starting to feel the urge to crush you under my thumb, the reaper grumbled, half under her breath.

Elder Sister, please. I just broke Tseng Caihong of the small bug habit. Please dont pick it up! Hui begged her.Updated from novelb(i)n.c(o)m

She crossed her arms and raised her brow at him. Then stop burrowing into my realm like a small bug, and Ill stop calling you that.

Hui sighed. He shook his head. I didnt mean to die, Elder Sister. I tried my best not to! But the other Elder Sister didnt give me a choice. She forced me to die!

Faking your death isnt good enough anymore? You have to experience the real thing to get your thrills, now? she asked skeptically.

Elder Sister, please. I still believe life is the most precious thing! I dont want to come here, I really dont, I swear! Hui cried.

Prove it, she challenged him.

He bowed. I will, I pledge I will.

So? Are you heading back?

Hui hesitated. Er, Elder Sister, Im in a bit of a sticky place right now. Theres a certain someone who really wants to ensure small cultivator is dead. I wouldnt want to upset her again.

After all, both Tseng Caihong and Jizhi Zhimei are ninth-realm cultivators. Either one could be the Palace Master. Im guessing Tseng Caihong is the one who united the tiers and brought the palace together, and thats why shes on top, but is she truly the strongest? After all, Eight Tiers Palace is a loose conglomeration of eight former individual sects, united under one banner. Obviously Tseng Caihong had the power to unite them, but the power to conquer is not equivalent to the power to maintain control. Or perhaps she used some artifact, some trick or technique, that Jizhi Zhimei now thinks she can conquer. Or perhaps Jizhi Zhimei has ascended to ninth realm since Tseng Caihong conquered the sects.

One way or another, the balance of power has shifted, and now, Tseng Caihongs grip on control of the Eight Tiers Palace loosens. This this is an ideal state to destroy Eight Tiers Palace! I just need to find an army capable of beating them into submission.

The resentment demons are a good start, but they obviously need an upgrade. Hmm

The reaper coughed. Going to stand there all day?

Ah? Oh! My apologies. Shes probably gone by now. I should get going, Hui said, nodding.

Dont come back too soon, the reaper said, tone flat.

Ill try not to, Hui promised. Turning his head upward, he cast himself back toward the mortal realm. To my body. Its high time I woke up!

Hui vanished from the Underworld, the phoenix flames in his soul calling out to the phoenix flames in his body. The world blurred around him, then went dark. For a moment, he hung in the void between realms. The emptiness gaped beneath him, beckoning him to the depths.

Focus. Back to my body. Hui gazed upward, toward the faint glimmer of flamelight at the tunnels end. He burst back into his body with a jolt.

An unfamiliar ceiling. Unfamiliar incense tickled his nose. Hui sat upright, startled. Where what

Chains jangled as his wrists caught short. Hui looked down. Heavy chains bound his wrists and ankles, keeping him from moving far off a heavy metal plank. Runic charms crawled over every chain of the link and thickly lined the cuffs. Even before he extended his qi toward them, a heavy sense of suppression weighed at Hui.

Oh? Look whos awake, a familiar Voice murmured playfully.

Startled, Hui turned toward her. The Voice stood over him and at her side, Jizhi Zhimei smiled beneath her veil, one hand on her cheek, the other propped on her hip enticingly.

Hui swallowed. He laughed, nervously. Er, Seniors er, could it be that youve made a terrible mistake?

Oh I dont think so, Jizhi Zhimei murmured, her lashes flickering. She lifted a hand to her veil. I think youre going to tell me everything. With a flourish, she threw her veil away.