Chapter 1 What Do You Mean, Mortal?

"What do you mean by that, mortal?"

The judge pointed at Chen Xiao and questioned him.

Before Chen Xiao could answer, a ghost attendant beside him cautiously said, "Lord Judge, this mortal seems to be laughing at you for not having a brain!"

"Insolent!"

The judge slapped the ghost attendant. "Do you think I can't hear his mockery? Waaah! This official is so angry! I will throw this mortal into the eighteenth level of hell, never to be reincarnated!"

Seeing that the judge was about to attack him, Chen Xiao's face showed no fear.

Judging by his aura, this judge probably had the strength of the Transformation God Realm.

If it was only this level, he was not worthy of Chen Xiao looking at him squarely.

However, at this moment, Meng Po suddenly stepped in between them. "Lord Judge, wait!"

"Mother Meng, what are you doing? Don't tell me you've taken a fancy to this mortal pretty boy?"

The judge was puzzled to see Meng Po stopping him.

Chen Xiao: "..."

Meng Po spat. "Bah, has your brain been kicked by a horse-face? How can you talk nonsense like that?"

"Then why are you stopping me, Mother Meng?"

The judge asked, puzzled.

"Lord Judge, do you know why this young man is barging into the Gates of Hell?"

Meng Po asked.

"Of course I don't know. Don't tell me you know, Mother Meng?"

The judge asked with a look of disdain.

"This old woman naturally knows."

Meng Po smiled mysteriously, pointing to the ground and saying, "This young man is going to the bottom of the Wangchuan River to look for treasure!"

"What?"

The judge was stunned, then burst into laughter. "Mother Meng, don't joke with me. Who would go to the bottom of the Wangchuan River to look for treasure? Isn't that the same as courting death?"

Not only the judge, but the group of ghost attendants behind him also burst into laughter.

"All of you, shut up and stop laughing!"

Meng Po shouted, and the crowd stopped.

Chen Xiao was slightly surprised, he didn't expect Meng Po to have such a high status!

Then, he saw Meng Po poking the judge's forehead and scolding him.

"Do you have no brain, you fool? Do you have no brain? Do you, do you..."

With each scolding, she poked him once, and the judge retreated again and again, looking as if he was about to cry.

"Mother Meng, don't poke me anymore. I admit that I don't have much brainpower to begin with. If you keep poking me like this, what's left will be gone!"

Meng Po stopped and said unhappily, "You should use your little brain to think about it. This young man is different from us. He's a mortal!"

"He can soak in the Wangchuan River without any problems. Unlike you, you'll almost be cooked by the heat. Without this old woman, you wouldn't even be able to cross this bridge!"

Hearing this, the judge suddenly realized, "That's right, how could I not think of that? He's a mortal, he's not afraid of the Wangchuan River's heat..."

Speaking of which, he suddenly changed his tone, "That's not right, Mother Meng. Even if he's not afraid of the heat, he can't deal with the monsters at the bottom of the river! In the end, he'll still die!"

"Why do you care so much? If he's killed by the monster, you can just go back and report... Have you ever thought about what if he succeeds..."

Meng Po's reminder made the judge suddenly change his expression, with a look of seriousness on his face.

"This matter is of great importance, I must report this to Lord Yama!"

As he spoke, he held the judge's brush and moved it like a dragon on the ground.

"I am in the Yama Palace!"

Immediately afterwards, a burst of floating light flickered, and the judge's figure disappeared from the spot.

Chen Xiao was slightly stunned. What kind of treasure was this?

Speaking the law?

After a while, a patch of thick clouds suddenly appeared in the blood-red sky, rapidly expanding towards this side.

The thick clouds quickly covered the sky... Well, there was no sun in this underworld.

But the thick clouds had already covered a piece of sky above Chen Xiao's head.

The clouds were heavy, as if they were about to fall, accompanied by roaring wind and thunder, giving people a strong sense of oppression.

When the wind and thunder stopped, Meng Po and all the ghost attendants knelt on the ground and chanted, "Welcome Lord Yama!"

The thick clouds tore open a crack, revealing half of a majestic figure.

The reason for saying half was because this person only showed his upper body, and his lower body was still hidden in the thick clouds.

And this was the legendary Yama King who controlled life and death.

Of course, the legend was half true and half false, but what was undeniable was that the strength of this Yama King was stronger than anything Chen Xiao had ever seen.

Chen Xiao could feel that Yama King's divine sense was overwhelming, filling the entire space.

Compared with him, his own divine sense was simply insignificant.

Ghost cultivators mainly cultivated mental strength, so it was reasonable for Yama King's divine sense to be so powerful.

Chen Xiao felt an extremely strong sense of oppression, which made him start to think about how much chance he would have if he were to fight this guy to the death.

The final conclusion was that it was best not to resort to such a desperate measure.

In mid-air, the Yama King, who only showed half of his body, was three or four meters tall.

He had a charcoal-black face, thick eyebrows, and huge eyes, and was extremely majestic.

He was wearing a black python robe, showing his identity as the king here.

"Who are you?"

In mid-air, Yama King's muffled voice exploded directly in Chen Xiao's ears.

Chen Xiao gritted his teeth and said neither humble nor arrogant, "I am Chen Xiao."

"I heard you want to go down the Wangchuan River?"

Yama King asked again.

"That's right!"

Chen Xiao admitted directly, "I came to the underworld for a treasure hidden at the bottom of the Wangchuan River."

"You're talking about the Holy Relic, right?"

Yama King said.

Chen Xiao frowned slightly, he didn't expect this guy to know about the Holy Relic.

"Mortal named Chen, this king is willing to make a deal with you."

Yama King said, "I will not stop you from going to the bottom of the Wangchuan River to find the Holy Relic, but you must promise this king that after you find the Holy Relic, you must kill the monster in the Wangchuan River."

"Otherwise, this king will make you pay for the lives of my dead ghost attendants!"

Chen Xiao frowned slightly. "What kind of deal is this? The gains and losses of both sides are not equal at all! Since you want to use my hand to help you get rid of the monster, show some sincerity?"

"Oh?"

Yama King hesitated for a moment, then asked, "What kind of sincerity are you talking about?"

Chen Xiao thought for a while, actually he was just saying it casually, because he felt that according to Yama King's words, he was at a disadvantage.

Now, hearing Yama King's question, he suddenly thought of a treasure.

"Where's the judge? His judge's brush is not bad, I like it very much. If I help you get rid of the monster in the Wangchuan River, he has to give me that judge's brush!"

Chen Xiao stated his conditions.

After speaking, Chen Xiao only felt a flash of light in front of him, and then the judge walked out of the floating light.

"Are you sick? You're making a deal with Lord Yama, why do you want to use my treasure as a bargaining chip?"

Chen Xiao shrugged. "Because I like it."

"You..."

The judge gritted his teeth, pointed at Chen Xiao, wishing he could eat Chen Xiao alive.

"Alright, this king agrees to you!"

In the sky, Yama King's voice came.