The whole family went mad, but the junior sister turned the tables and her luck soared.

Isn’t this pure nonsense?

This question is like reading through three hundred Tang poems and then asking: What is the full name of Li Bai's first wife?

A. Xu

B. Zhao Xianglu

C. It's not in the book. You old idiot, you're just making things difficult for me!

As we all know, if you're undecided, choose C.

Yun Yici almost collapsed when she thought of this metaphor.

But after squinting and observing carefully, she realized that Lord Yi didn't seem to be deliberately toying with her.

"You've already said you'd let me out, and even as a ghost, I'll keep my word. Whether I answer this extra question or not, I'm leaving today."

Lord Yi nodded in agreement: "Of course."

Yun Yici speculated, "You know me, and you are very familiar with me."

"You hold a high position in the ghost realm, which must have been cultivated for many years."

"I am only in my early twenties now, and I have heard that it usually takes a hundred years for ordinary ghost cultivators to take human form."

"You are not someone I know in the human world."

All the people she knew who were capable of becoming the head of the Netherworld Palace over the course of more than twenty years were still alive and well.

Lord Yi simply smiled and remained silent, letting her guess wildly.

Yun Yici suddenly remembered someone who perfectly met all the conditions she had mentioned.

She blurted out, "You're Xiao Ji?!"

Lord Yi paused for a moment, then chuckled and said, "You're quite clever."

Yun Yici's heart skipped a beat, and she asked incredulously, "Are you really Xiao Ji?"

Yue Niang and Xiao Ji are very close. If Xiao Ji is the master of the Netherworld Palace, would Yue Niang know about this?

Lord Yi smiled and said, "Of course... no."

"However, Xiao Ji is currently outside and wants to see you."

Yun Yici looked at him suspiciously and pressed, "Who exactly are you?"

Lord Yi turned and pushed open the door, walking out of the study first, leaving only his back view: "You will know when the time comes."

Yun Yici quickly followed.

The young man walked ahead, and she followed behind. They made their way smoothly and arrived at the main hall where Xiao Ji was waiting in no time.

Xiao Ji, who was sitting nervously in his seat, saw Yun Yici following Lord Yi and immediately stood up.

Yun Yici turned her head and heard him say urgently, "My lord, there may be a misunderstanding. Can you release Xiaoci?"

Lord Yi: "Regardless of whether there is a misunderstanding or not, it is true that I paid a large sum of money to redeem Yue Niang, and she must stay with me to pay off her debt."

Xiao Ji's delicate, fair face instantly lost its color, making him look pitiful.

Yun Yici lowered her eyes, but in her heart she was wondering what role Xiao Ji played between the Netherworld Palace and Yue Niang.

Can an ordinary ghost cultivator see the main hall of the Netherworld Palace so easily?

"The Nine Netherworld Ghost Festival begins tonight. I have important matters to attend to, so you should hurry up and prepare as well."

Xiao Ji's expression changed upon hearing this, but Yun Yici understood the implied meaning.

The Nine Netherworld Ghost Festival was organized by the Netherworld Palace, and Xiao Ji was most likely a member of the Netherworld Palace.

It's just unknown whether Xiao Ji is as biased towards Yue Niang as he appears.

Unfortunately, Xiao Ji saw her when she returned with Shen Huaichuan and the Netherworld Tree Spirit Dragon Jiao.

Yun Yici wasn't too worried.

She carried a mirror that revealed the world, so Shen Huaichuan could hear what was happening on her end.

If Xiao Ji harbors any disloyal intentions, it wouldn't be difficult for Shen Huaichuan and Yue Niang to eliminate him together.

Xiao Ji did not argue further, bowed his head in agreement, and then bowed and took his leave.

Before leaving, he seemed to want to say a few words to Yun Yici, but he opened his mouth again and again, and in the end he didn't say anything.

As soon as Xiao Ji left, Lord Yi had the ghost messenger outside bring in two black robes of different styles.

One of them is naturally Yun Yici.

Yun Yici picked up the jet-black robe without a single blemish. The silky smooth fabric under her fingers was of unknown origin.

This reminded her of her senior brother Rong Xuan, who loved making clothes, and she couldn't help but feel a little melancholy.

She clutched the black robe in her hand, and only after seeing Lord Yi put it on did she carefully put on the black robe herself.

Lord Yi's black robe was different from hers; the hem was embroidered with intricate gold patterns, and Yun Yici couldn't help but glance at it a few more times.

When the crimson moon was high in the sky, all ten palace masters of the Netherworld Palace came out and landed on the Nine Netherworld Platform.

Each of the ten palace masters brought a ghost messenger with him.

Yun Yici, thanks to Lord Yi's influence, stood at the head of the Ghost Messengers, but the piercing gazes behind him were like shadows.

She didn't care.

A breeze blows from the high platform, carrying the clamor from the depths of the underworld.

Standing behind the temple master, they had no right to look down upon the wild ghosts below.

In the distance, ghostly lights flickered, their eerie blue hue resembling strangely colored stars.

The lonely, deserted streets and alleys are laid out like chessboards, and only gray souls come and go.

The splendor of the Nine Netherworld Ghost Festival does not belong to those wandering souls who have not yet taken human form.

The ten hall masters of the Netherworld Palace all look to Lord Yi for leadership.

Now that they've finally gathered together, the others can't help but be curious about what happened to Yue Niang at the Netherworld Palace a few days ago.

"This is the first time Lord Yi has brought a ghost messenger to participate in the Nine Nether Ghost Festival."

"Is this the ghost messenger you redeemed from Yue Niang a few days ago with a large sum of money?"

Lord B did not respond to these comments.

Suddenly, a piercing voice rang out: "Now that all ten ghost messengers of the Nine Nether Ghost Festival have arrived, shouldn't the deathmatch begin?"

Yun Yici looked in the direction of the voice and saw that all ten people were wearing black robes and their faces were not visible. The only difference was the pattern on the hem of their robes.

The patterns on the black robe worn by this temple master were not the five elements in her soul that she had been weighed that day.

She strongly suspected that this was the same Lord Ji who Lord Yi had mentioned, the one who had always been against him.

As soon as the man finished speaking, Yun Yici felt the gaze piercing her back materialize, carrying a naked aggression.

Before Lord Yi could speak, another person echoed, "That's right, the position of the main hall master of the Netherworld Palace is originally rotated among the various people."

Listening to the various palace masters talking at once, Yun Yici finally understood what was going on.

In short, it is true that the Underworld Palace is divided into upper and lower halls.

Traditionally, yin has been considered superior and yang inferior.

Over the years, resentment will naturally arise.

To ensure fairness, the main hall will be determined by a death match at the Nine Nether Ghost Sacrifice, and then the main hall will be divided into upper and lower halls by the faction to which it belongs.

Of course, it was impossible for the ten precious adults to participate in this deadly duel, so the rule became that they would choose their own ghost messengers to participate in their place.

The main hall that wins the death match has the right to select ghost messengers first at the Nine Nether Ghost Sacrifice, decide major affairs of the Netherworld Hall, and be above the other nine hall masters.

As a result, after Lord Yi became the head of the hall, he never sent any ghost messengers to participate in the Nine Netherworld Ghost Sacrifice again.

If only nine out of ten are left in a deadly battle, then the event is naturally impossible to hold.

However, the other nine officials were not too dissatisfied with this, because Lord Yi never selected ghost messengers at the ghost festival, nor did he exercise his power as the head of the temple.

In short, although Lord Yi was nominally the head of the main hall, in reality, all the benefits went to the other nine people.

If Lord Yi had never brought any ghost messengers to the Nine Nether Ghost Festival, things might have remained peaceful.

But Lord Yi happened to bring along a ghost messenger, which made the palace masters who dreamed of rising to a higher level and replacing him restless.