Chapter 1718: Chapter 1749: Kṣitigarbha’s Protection, Killing Without Salvation
“Baihe Boy?”
“King of Underworld?”
“What does that mean, is this person a subordinate of the King of Underworld?”
Li Xiaobai’s heart tightened, hurriedly asking in his mind.
Just now, he had activated the Thousand-Miles Instant Travel Talisman without hesitation, yet there was no response. This space had been locked; he couldn’t teleport away.
If there’s a culprit, it’s likely the silent, pale-faced person in front of him.
“Baihe Boy’s identity is very special, having connections with multiple Immortal Gods. For some reason, he came to the Netherworld to become Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva’s right-hand man. His arrival here indicates that Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva is likely on this ship!”
“Protected by Ksitigarbha, no evil can approach. He only opens the way, kills but does not convert, this is the man who was evenly matched with the senior sister four hundred years ago!”
“Quickly leave that ship, this is not someone you can provoke!”
Yang Chen’s voice became somewhat anxious, even if he were there, he wasn’t confident in dealing with this man.
Baihe Boy’s fame spreads only among monsters and demons. To humans and even the high Immortal Gods, he seems a bit alien, but Yang Chen clearly knows the man’s strength.
Why encounter such an existence even before entering the Ghost Gate?
This junior hasn’t even started the dungeon yet and has already activated Hell mode.
Li Xiaobai’s heart sank: “The space is frozen, I can’t leave.”
Yang Chen said, “Look for a chance to escape, don’t draw his attention. For your brother, I’ll tear through the Battlefield of the Heavens to come and save you!”
“Senior brother, don’t rush. This Baihe Boy doesn’t seem to care much about me; for now, I’m not in danger.”
Li Xiaobai stared at Baihe Boy, who had been sitting cross-legged in the corner since entering the room, his eyes vacant as if he hadn’t noticed him at all.
Perhaps he thought Li Xiaobai was too insignificant to bother with?
Moving his feet slightly, he attempted to slip out the door, but as soon as he moved a fraction, Baihe Boy’s eyes immediately locked onto him.
An unparalleled killing intent swept through the room, making it spotless, as his dark pupils shrunk bit by bit.
Li Xiaobai paused, not daring to make a move.
Baihe Boy stared for a while and then returned to his previous vacant state.
“What’s going on here?”
“He doesn’t kill me but doesn’t let me go either?”
Li Xiaobai was a bit puzzled.
“Baihe Boy specializes in killing vicious ghosts and demonic evils. As for whether he kills people, your brother has no certainty either. However, you should watch out for his headgear and his pupils. When this guy intends to kill, incense on his crown will ignite, and his pupils will turn vertical.”
“At this moment, it’s unclear what his intentions are. Don’t provoke him; wait for the ship to dock and leave immediately.”
Yang Chen gave some information about Baihe Boy, indicating they had contact before. From the gritted tone of his fourth senior brother, it wasn’t hard to guess that Baihe Boy had given him a good beating.
Since he couldn’t leave, Li Xiaobai decided to make the best of the situation, imitating Baihe Boy by sitting cross-legged on the floor, the room falling into an eerie quiet.
There was no movement outside either; the whole ship seemed to have only the two of them alive.
Li Xiaobai was very curious about Baihe Boy, a man who could be evenly matched with the senior sister. It’s known in the Immortal Gods Realm that all the strong have a strikingly consistent evaluation of Su Yunbing: invincible.
From various ancient texts and the writings of predecessors, it was also clear that, regardless of the opponent, the senior sister always smashed them with a single blow. What level of expert is this Baihe Boy, and what kind of existence is the Netherworld?
But for now, staying alive is the priority. Accidentally boarding a true god’s ship, these doubts could only remain in his heart, not daring to stir up trouble.
Not knowing how much time had passed.
The ship stopped.
Baihe Boy got up and opened the cabin door, but didn’t hurry to leave; instead, he turned his head and stared straight at Li Xiaobai.
Li Xiaobai’s scalp tingled; he was indeed being targeted, with unknown fortune or disaster.
His nerves stretched to the limit, cautiously stepping past Baihe Boy to the cabin door. This boy had a faint fragrance, quite pleasant.
Outside, the boats all docked by the shore.
On the other side of this River of Forgetfulness was a massive arch bridge, constructed of bluestone slabs, leading directly to a huge, pitch-black door—this was the Ghost Gate.
Silhouettes on the boats stiffly walked towards the bridge. An old woman holding a ladle scooped water from a pot beside her, giving it to passersby to drink.
“That’s Meng Po, she’ll give you Meng Po Soup. Drinking it will reset your Divine Soul and erase your memories. You absolutely mustn’t drink it!”
Yang Chen’s voice timely arrived.
“Does Baihe Boy also have to drink Meng Po Soup?”
Li Xiaobai asked in his heart.
Yang Chen said, “No, Meng Po only targets the souls of the dead. For beings with official duties in the Netherworld, they come and go as they please.”
That makes it easier.
Li Xiaobai understood. Since Baihe Boy didn’t need to drink it, following him in would work. After all, this guy didn’t seem to intend to let him leave easily.
Turning his head towards Baihe Boy, sure enough, the deity closed the cabin door and was staring at him without blinking, implying that he should walk in front.
Stepping onto the bluestone slab bridge, all the souls of the dead stopped, trembling with fear, bowing their heads deeply, not daring to look at him, even Meng Po.
Li Xiaobai, acting with borrowed authority, simply walked past Meng Po without any movement, casually swiping a bowl of tea water and tossing it into the Pure Land of Extreme Evil.
Though he couldn’t use the effects of Meng Po Soup, it was a treasure nonetheless. Perhaps he could sell it for a high price later; after all, rarity increases value.
Baihe Boy said nothing, giving Li Xiaobai the feeling of being a prisoner being escorted.
When he moved, Baihe Boy moved; when he stopped, Baihe Boy’s gaze would gradually rise, faintly revealing killing intent.
Helpless, he had no choice but to keep moving forward.
The inside of the Ghost Gate was quite different from the imagined scene. Although still desolate and dark, filled with a ghostly purple hue, it was teeming with life.
Buildings and streets were lined end to end, and souls and cultivators came and went. If not for the haunting terror he just experienced, Li Xiaobai might have thought he’d entered a city.
“Everything here is orderly; it has evolved into a city. Clearly, it’s the Ghost Gate, a place where souls gather. Why are there Human Cultivators present?”
Li Xiaobai was puzzled; apart from the eerie atmosphere, the rest wasn’t much different from the outside world.
“Legend has it that thousands of years ago, someone accidentally entered The Netherworld. The Underworld Judge, to demonstrate his broad-mindedness, granted clemency for the offense. That person then married and had children inside the Ghost Gate, bringing external knowledge and culture, leading to the current scene over thousands of years.”
Yang Chen explained. It’s all folklore, with time too long past to verify.
However, the reality was that this was indeed a human city, giving a sense of familiarity.
Baihe Boy still followed behind, silent, looking quite uncanny.
“Senior brother, doesn’t Baihe Boy have his own business to attend to? Why is he following me all the time?”
Li Xiaobai felt uneasy, wondering if such a deity came to the Ghost Gate on a warship just to follow him.
But Yang Chen’s words made his heart shudder even more.
“Junior brother, actually, I never dared to tell you, even if you’re walking in front, it doesn’t mean he’s following you. On the contrary, it’s you who have been following him!”