Chapter 2097
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CHAPTER 2097: CHAPTER 2097
Meng Po Soup
Juan Luo was one of the eight surnames in the First Heaven of the Underworld. There were two late-stage Nether Realm cultivators and eight mid-stage Nether Realm cultivators in the clan. King Juan Luo was one of the eight. He presided over a region and held supreme power!
The Juan Luo Clan's influence spread across the major regions. There was also a cultivator from the Juan Luo Clan in Samsara City, one of the two late-stage Nether Realm cultivators. King Juan Luo, Meng Tianshu's enemy, presided over the Lunhai Region. That place used to be the territory of the Netherworld Dao Empire, but now it was replaced by King Juan Luo. On the way to the Netherworld Dao Empire, Meng Tianshu grew increasingly excited.
With Ning Qi's speed, it didn't take long to get from Samsara City to the Lunhai Region. When the three of them were about to reach the Lunhai Region, a large group of Underworld cultivators appeared in front of them. It seemed that an extremely powerful existence was traveling.
"It's the cultivators of the Juan Luo Clan!"
Within the crowd, Meng Tianshu gnashed his teeth as he stared viciously at the group of cultivators. In the center of the group of cultivators, there was an incomparably huge palanquin being carried by 18 cultivators as it flew through the sky.
Suddenly, the group of cultivators disappeared on the spot. Not only them, but the surrounding Underworld cultivators also disappeared, leaving only Ning Qi and the other two.
The Third Ming Prince looked at Ning Qi and Meng Tianshu. "Where are they?"
Meng Tianshu said with a strange expression, "There must be a lot of people who died somewhere. They went to take their souls."
"As expected, the Underworld cultivators take souls under the control of the rules of the Heavenly Dao. You don't have any freedom."
Ning Qi smiled.
Meng Tianshu nodded. "That's right. That's why all the Underworld cultivators want to escape to the Second Heaven of the Underworld. When I was still a prince, the rules of the Heavenly Dao would send me out to take souls every ten days to half a month. I would also be interrupted when I wanted to comprehend some cultivation method."
"What's the point of living like this?"
The Third Ming Prince shuddered.
Meng Tianshu smiled self-deprecatingly. "I was born this way. I'm used to it."
"Will they return to the same place after taking souls?"
Ning Qi asked.
"No, all the cultivators from the Underworld who go there will appear in the Samsara Temple as soon as they capture their souls."
Meng Tianshu said.
A trace of pity flashed in Ning Qi's eyes. These Underworld cultivators were probably slaves under the Heavenly Dao's rules. They would do whatever the Heavenly Dao's rules ordered them to do. Compared to the Underworld cultivators, apart from the huge gap in cultivation, the Underworld cultivators were far from being comparable in terms of freedom.
"Let's go. We're almost there."
Ning Qi smiled.
Ten days later.
Lun Hai Domain.
After so many years, Meng Tianshu had once again returned to the place where he was born. However, everything had changed. Everything he was familiar with, whether it was objects or people, could no longer be seen. Strange buildings could be seen everywhere. Cultivators from the Swira Sieve Clan constantly brushed past them. Their faces were filled with arrogance, and when their gazes fell upon Ning Qi and the other two cultivators, they could be seen with a hint of disdain. It was as if the Swira Sieve Clan cultivators were the Heavens, and the other cultivators were ants!
"In the past, this was the capital of the Underworld Dao Empire. Now, it has become the temporary residence of King Juan Luo."
Meng Tianshu gazed into the distance. At the end of the street, there was an extremely luxurious building.
"Let's go."
Ning Qi smiled. Killing an Underworld cultivator at the middle stage of the Nether Realm was the same as killing a Demon cultivator at the middle stage of the Human Devil Realm. For Ning Qi, it was easier than killing a chicken.
"Have you heard? King Juan Luo's temper has become more and more irritable these years. A few days ago, several families were exterminated because they offended his servants!"
"No wonder. A few years ago, King Juan Luo's favorite grandson went missing when he went out to take souls. He never came back. It's possible that he was killed in the process. King Juan Luo has become more irritable because of this. Not only his grandson, but several cultivators of the Swira Sieve Clan have also failed to return because of the soul taking. This kind of thing is very rare. King Juan Luo has several cases of this happening. How can he not be angry?"
"Indeed, this is very strange. We Underworld cultivators have always been successful when we go out to collect souls. Those souls were crying and begging us to spare their lives. Ordinary cultivators can't even detect our presence. Logically speaking, there shouldn't be such danger. I think it's possible that they were killed after they returned to the Samsara Temple!"
"Then it's very likely that it was done by King Juan Luo's enemies."
"Forget it, let's not talk about this. Today is King Juan Luo's birthday. Let's go and watch the fun. I heard that even the most beautiful Ice Glass Demon of the Lun Sea will be there. Let's have a bowl of Meng Po's Soup. This is a rare treasure bestowed by the Upper World to Emperor Ming. If it wasn't for King Juan Luo's birthday, he wouldn't be so generous!"
"Tsk, tsk. If we can really drink a bowl of Meng Po's Soup, we'll be able to get twice the results with half the effort in our future cultivation!"
"He died while taking souls?"
Ning Qi's eyes flickered. He had killed many Underworld cultivators. Could it be that one of them was King Juan Luo's grandson?
This thought flashed through his mind as Ning Qi was immediately attracted to the Soup of Meng Po. Did the Netherworld really have something that only existed in legends on Earth? Were they the same thing?
"Sect Leader Meng, have you tasted the Meng Po's Soup?"
Ning Qi looked at Meng Tianshu.
Meng Tianshu shook his head. "I've never tasted such a precious thing. It's said that the Meng Po's Soup was bestowed by the Second Heaven of the Underworld to Emperor Ming. It has the effect of eliminating inner demons and speeding up one's cultivation. I'm afraid only those who have tasted it know how effective it is."
Ning Qi nodded. This effect was somewhat different from the legends on Earth. The Meng Po's Soup was said to make ghosts forget their past lives so that they could be reincarnated. However, legends were legends after all, so it was understandable that there were some discrepancies. As for whether the two were the same thing, Ning Qi was seventy to eighty percent sure that they were. He had seen many legendary existences and items. There was an alchemy furnace in his dimensional bag that was known as the Taishang Laojun's Soup, so Ning Qi was not surprised.
"Perhaps the Underworld and the Underworld are the same place. The Ten Yama Kings should also exist, right?"
Ning Qi's eyes revealed a hint of a smile. This world was getting more and more interesting. Was reincarnation really possible? Perhaps he could find out the truth this time!
"Lady Ice Glaze Demon has arrived!"
"The number one beauty is here! Quick, look! "
"Gasp … She really is the number one beauty. She really lives up to her reputation! She's so beautiful … "
Ning Qi and the other two sat in a corner. King Juan Luo's birthday was open to the public. Anyone could attend as long as there was a seat.
"The number one beauty?"
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