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In the end, Chen Feng sent Xiao Lin back to the Xiao family's manor while he himself returned to the mortuary.

"Hmm?"

Just as he arrived at the entrance of the mortuary, Chen Feng felt an extremely cold aura emitting from the entrance.

However, there was no fear. Chen Feng raised his head and pushed open the door with his chest puffed out. Then, he stepped inside.

In the mortuary, a deep figure stood with his back to the door. Boundless cold energy was being emitted from his body.

Looking at this back view, Chen Feng's eyes had a bit of a sigh, and an incomparable sense of familiarity arose involuntarily.

"Insolent mortal, I am the Underworld Judge Cui Jue. Why don't you kneel when you see me?" The deep back slowly turned around, full of dignity.

As he spoke, an invisible pressure suddenly enveloped Chen Feng. For a time, it was as if a fierce wind had risen up from the ground, causing the entire morgue to darken.

"Oh? I can't believe I still have some skill. " Cui Jue looked at Chen Feng in admiration. "You asked the Messenger to report to me that an old friend of the Green Cloud Mountain wants to meet me?"

After saying that, Cui Jue's eyes showed a hint of eagerness. He stared at Chen Feng and asked, "Where is our old friend from the Green Cloud Mountain?"

Chen Feng remained silent as he carefully sized up Cui Jue, as if he wanted to see through him.

"Humph!" Seeing Chen Feng ignoring him, Cui Jue immediately snorted angrily, "Brat, this judge is asking you a question. Why didn't you answer?"

Finally, a kind smile appeared on Chen Feng's face. That's right, a kind smile.

"Little Cui, you still have such a fiery temper!" Chen Feng chuckled.

"Little Cui?" Cui Jue seemed to have been touched on a reverse scale as the muscles on his face twitched. It seemed like he was already on the verge of exploding.

After saying that, Cui Jue's large eyes stared at Chen Feng with a serious expression. The cold air coming out from his body became even stronger.

However, Chen Feng saw sadness deep within Cui Jue's eyes.

"Little Cui, do you remember that bowl of Buddha Leaping Wall at Cui Family Manor back then?" Chen Feng seemed to recall something as his eyes were filled with disappointment and frustration.

"Cui Family's buddhist jumping wall?" Cui Jue stared blankly for a moment before looking at Chen Feng with a shocked expression. He did not say anything for a long time as memories flashed past his mind.

"Uncle, I'm hungry!" The young Cui Jue wore a tattered robe as he looked pitifully at the middle-aged man in front of him.

"Uncle, this is called the Buddha Leaping Wall. It's really delicious."

"Master, please accept disciple Cui Jue's respect!"

… ….

Cui Jue had never mentioned this to anyone, and besides himself, the only person who knew about this was his teacher, Ancestor Dan!

"Shi... Master! are you really Master? " The awe-inspiring look on Cui Jue's face had disappeared a long time ago. He looked at Chen Feng with eyes filled with tears.

"Master, you didn't die. That's great …" Cui Jue was already sobbing silently. He knelt at Chen Feng's feet, hugged Chen Feng, and started to cry.

The majestic Underworld Judge actually knelt at the feet of a mortal and cried like a child.

"Sigh …" Chen Feng gently helped Cui Jue up, his face filled with bitterness. "You still recognize me as your master? However, I am no longer as strong as I was before. There is nothing that can help you now. "

Hearing Chen Feng say this, Cui Jue immediately became anxious and quickly knelt down again, "Master, you are my reincarnated parents. If I can see that you haven't died, it would be the greatest kindness of the heavens. How could I dare to ask for anything else?"

"Get up." Chen Feng's words seemed to have an indescribable quality to it. It was the feeling of the vicissitudes of time that had settled down over tens of thousands of years.

"My master and his disciple just reunited here. It could be considered good fortune." Chen Feng gloomily said, "I've come to find you this time because I want to ask you for something."

Cui Jue hurriedly said, "Master, please tell me. No matter what it is, disciple will definitely bring it over."

Chen Feng chuckled. "It's not anything valuable either." Do you still remember the time when I accepted you as my disciple, I gave you a Spirit Gathering Ring? "

"Yes, yes." Cui Jue nodded his head again and again. His fingertip lit up and a silver-white ring appeared in his palm.

"Even though the gifts that Master gave me back then were no longer of any use to me, this disciple has always been hiding by my side all these years. Don't ever dare to carelessly abandon them." Cui Jue solemnly said, his voice filled with boundless gratitude.

"Alright, although this Spirit Gathering Ring is only the lowest grade of low-grade magic tools, it is able to draw spiritual energy. Currently, it is of great use to me, so I will temporarily put it away." As he spoke, Chen Feng gently slipped the silver ring onto his middle finger.

In an instant, Chen Feng felt the surrounding spiritual energy boil up as it rushed towards him.

"Alright, with the effects of this Spirit Gathering Ring, I'll be able to cultivate with half the effort." Chen Feng was clearly very happy, revealing a strong confidence at all times.

"Master, I see that you don't have any protective magical equipment. This autumn water spirit sword was used by you when I first entered the sect. It's just right for you to use right now." After Cui Jue finished speaking, a green long sword appeared in his hand.

"Fine, I'll accept it." Of course, Chen Feng was not the kind of person who cared so much about face. Although this Autumn Water Sword was of low quality and was only at the level of a high-grade magic tool, it was indeed the most suitable magic treasure for him to use at this moment.

After receiving the sword, a drop of fresh blood shot out from Chen Feng's fingertip and merged into the body of the sword. Immediately, the feeling of being connected by blood could be felt from the autumn water sword.

With a thought, the sword swiftly fused into his body. With another movement, the Autumn Water Sword slowly extended out from Chen Feng's palm like a bamboo shoot after a spring rain.

One of the characteristics of magic treasures was that they could be refined into the body.

"Master, ever since you failed your tribulation, eldest and second senior brothers have been very concerned about you. Should I inform them to come to the mortal world to meet you?" Cui Jue asked.

"No need." Chen Feng flatly refused. "Your two senior brothers are busy with matters, so there's no need to tell them about my matters."

Cui Jue nodded his head, "That's right. Ever since you failed your tribulation, Master, that mysterious force in the cultivation world started to stir more and more. The two Senior Brothers are busy dealing with it." After saying that, Cui Jue's expression turned serious, "However, it seems like the situation on Senior's side isn't too good."

Chen Feng nodded. "If so, we must not let them know about my news. Otherwise, they will be distracted and the enemy will have an opportunity to take advantage of them."

"Then... Do you want me to get you some cultivation pills... "

Cui Jue was about to ask, but Chen Feng immediately rejected him, "How can I keep relying on others for the road of cultivation? Today, I will take back the Spiritual Gathering Ring and the Autumn Water Sword. As for everything else, I will take them myself." As he spoke, a strong sense of confidence rose from Chen Feng's face.

"Disciple has learnt his lesson." Cui Jue solemnly said as he lowered his head.

"Today, you can go back." Chen Feng said to Cui Jue, "Don't spread the news about me."

"Yes, Master!" Then, his body turned into a gust of cold wind, and with a 'hu' sound, he drilled deep into the ground.

Seeing that the mortuary had once again returned to peace, Chen Feng did not waste any time and sat cross-legged. The Spirit Gathering Ring on his right middle finger emitted a faint white light, quickly attracting the surrounding spirit energy …