Douluo Continent: The Ten Kings of Hell, I am the Emperor of the Underworld

Chapter 43 Ruining My Cultivation, Seven Treasures' Lost Soul

"Why aren't you all in your own rooms? What are you doing here in mine?"

When Ning Qiuyang returned to the master bedroom, he found that Zhu Zhuyun and Zhu Zhuqing had followed him in.

Zhu Zhuyun's lips curled into a seductive smile.

"My lord, I will share a room with you so that I can make your bed and warm it when it's cold."

This demon is always trying to ruin his cultivation.

"And what about you?" Ning Qiuyang looked at Zhu Zhuqing again.

Zhu Zhuqing opened her mouth, but she really couldn't say the words Zhu Zhuyun had. However, she had her own way of doing things.

"I'm scared to live alone. I want to stay with you, Brother Qiuyang."

Ning Qiuyang: If I didn't know that you lived alone in the Zhu family, I would have believed it.

Thump~ Thump~
Ning Qiuyang reached out and tapped both of them on the forehead.

Zhu Zhuyun tried to dodge, but she couldn't outrun Ning Qiuyang's speed.

"Go back to your rooms and sleep, don't corrupt my resolve."

Even if things are going to go wrong, we'll have to wait a few years.

After spending half a year working tirelessly day and night, Ning Qiuyang felt exceptionally comfortable and at ease lying in his warm and cozy bed.

Accompanied by the chirping of insects, Ning Qiuyang fell peacefully asleep.

……

"Qiuyang, what exactly do you mean by 'salvaging the souls of the dead'?"

Ning Qiuyang returned to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, but of course he didn't forget to complete the third divine test.

However, unlike in places like the Spirit Hall, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School is his home, so he can't be too rough.

"Uncle Ning, there are two ways to help the souls of the dead pass away. One is to let them fulfill their regrets and obsessions, and the other is to perform a physical ritual to help them pass away."

"Physical salvation?"

This was the first time Ning Fengzhi had heard such a statement.

Bone Douluo grinned and said, "Isn't this just a matter of who has the harder fist? Then I'm relieved. With me here, mere dead souls are nothing."

Ning Fengzhi then asked with concern, "Will Rongrong's mother show up?"

Ning Rongrong also looked at Ning Qiuyang with anticipation. When Ning Qiuyang obtained his first soul skill, Ning Rongrong had been looking forward to seeing her mother again.

"I'm not sure either, but even if it doesn't work this time, I can still fulfill Rongrong's wish when my soul power reaches level 60."

When Ning Rongrong's mother passed away, she was a Soul Saint of over seventy levels. Ning Qiuyang's first Soul Skill could not summon a soul that was so much higher in level than him.

"Brother Qiuyang, it's okay, don't feel pressured."

Ning Rongrong hid her anxiety and comforted Ning Qiuyang with understanding words.

"Okay, I'll begin then."

The figure of Emperor Song emerged from the Ten Kings of Hell Tower and merged with Ning Qiuyang, with scattered fragments of the souls of the dead appearing in Ning Qiuyang's perception.

Ning Qiuyang pieced the soul back together bit by bit, using yin energy to restore its consciousness.

All of this was accomplished quietly.

Only Bone Douluo keenly sensed that yin energy was growing in many places.

"Is it coming?"

Illusory figures appeared in various places throughout the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School.

Compared to the Spirit Hall and the Clear Sky Sect, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School experienced far fewer major battles, and the number of its dead was far less than the former two.

Ning Fengzhi and Ning Rongrong looked around, hoping to spot a familiar figure.

As the sect leader, Ning Fengzhi still had to be concerned about the safety of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School.

"Qiuyang, these dead souls won't cause too much damage to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, will they?"

Ning Qiuyang said, "No, with me here, I can completely control these souls. Moreover, most of these souls are disciples of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, and their obsessions and regrets have nothing to do with destroying the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School."

Ning Qiuyang could sense the regrets of these departed souls.

The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School is different from other sects. Its direct disciples are all support-type Soul Masters, and most of them marry combat-type Soul Masters.

This method has well preserved the legacy of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, but it also brings many regrets when life and death separate us.

"Mom." Suddenly, Ning Rongrong pointed in a certain direction and asked Ning Fengzhi, "Is that Mom?"

Ning Rongrong's mother passed away when she was very young, and her memories of her mother are very vague. She only feels a sense of familiarity with the distant spirit of her mother.

Ning Fengzhi did not answer, but tears welled up in his eyes.

Ten years have passed, and we are separated by life and death. I try not to think about it, but I can't forget it.

His wife had been gone for less than ten years, but every time Ning Fengzhi woke up in the middle of the night, his wife's voice and smile would appear in his mind.

"Come on, let's go see your mother."

Ning Fengzhi led Ning Rongrong toward the distant ghost. Even Bone Douluo did not follow. This was a rare reunion, belonging only to their family.

Cases like Ning Fengzhi's have occurred in many places within the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School.

Bone Douluo let out a long sigh.

Even though he was a titled Douluo, he couldn't help but feel moved by this.

"Um, Grandpa Bone, if you're in a bad mood, why don't you go outside the castle and take a look?"

Bone Douluo glared at Ning Qiuyang.

"Just say you want to order me around. What, are there enemies outside the castle?"

Ning Qiuyang nodded and said:
"The souls outside the castle are all enemies who once tried to conquer the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School. Some of the unwilling souls want to come back one more time."

Bone Douluo's fists clenched so tightly they cracked.

"A bunch of wandering ghosts, daring to harm the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School? Watch me beat them to a pulp! By the way, is this what you call physical exorcism?"

“That’s right, Grandpa Bone understands correctly.”

"Then I'll go and properly pray for their souls to be saved."

As soon as he finished speaking, Bone Douluo possessed the Bone Dragon and flew out of the castle.

Zhu Zhuyun, Zhu Zhuqing, and Dugu Yan stayed by Ning Qiuyang's side. Dugu Yan seemed to remember something.

"Brother Qiuyang, have the spirits of your parents not appeared?"

"No."

Ning Qiuyang sensed it immediately; his parents were not among the appearing spirits.

Perhaps they, as a couple, were destined to live and die together and didn't have many obsessions.

"It's okay, you still have me."

Dugu Yan took Ning Qiuyang's hand in a comforting gesture.

Zhu Zhuqing's eyes widened. This was taking advantage of her vulnerability. This woman was incredibly skilled; she seemed even more powerful than her sister in chanting.

On Ning Rongrong and Ning Fengzhi's side, Ning Rongrong was crying and saying something to her mother.

Suddenly, Ning Rongrong pointed in Ning Qiuyang's direction, and then Ning Qiuyang noticed that Ning Rongrong's mother was looking in his direction.

"This little guy doesn't look much older than you. Is he also a direct disciple of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School?"

Ning Rongrong nodded.

"Brother Qiuyang and I are the same age."

Ning Rongrong's mother hesitated and looked at Ning Fengzhi. Ning Fengzhi knew what his wife was thinking, so he explained:

"Qiuyang's martial soul has mutated; it's no longer a support-type martial soul. You don't need to worry. Moreover, your reunion with us is also thanks to Qiuyang."

"Really?" Ning Rongrong's mother said, "Rongrong has good taste, much better than mine."

"Hahaha." Ning Fengzhi wasn't unhappy at all; he hadn't heard his wife's complaints in a long time.

"It seems I've done a decent job raising our daughter and haven't let you down."

"Yes, I'm relieved to see that you're all doing well."

As soon as she said this, Ning Fengzhi and Ning Rongrong knew that the moment of parting was approaching.

"Mom," Ning Rongrong wiped away her tears, "I will listen to Dad and won't let you worry."

"Yes, I know Rongrong must be a good child."

The moment the words were spoken, the soul vanished.

Ning Fengzhi and Ning Rongrong burst into tears again.

(End of this chapter)