Chapter Sixteen: The Underworld Ruler Emerges, Obtains Zhang Jingwen

  Yuanshu Tianzun returned to Kunlun Mountain and summoned Zhang Zilong, who was recovering from his injuries, to the grand hall. With a wave of his hand, he bestowed upon him the merit of Supplementing Heaven.

  Zhang Zilong smiled and said, "Thank you, Master. I was worried that this injury would take many years to heal, and I'm afraid of being stuck in the underworld's construction." Although his words were flowery, he was deeply moved in his heart. The Primordial Heavenly Venerable had indeed treated him with great kindness, and although this merit was not very useful to the Primordial Heavenly Venerable, it could still be used to refine a precious acquired treasure, yet he gave it to Zhang Zilong without hesitation.

  Zhang Zilong originally had a portion of supplementary merit, but it was used to restore the cultivation of Ziwei Dao people. The original Heavenly Venerable's portion happened to be used for healing injuries. The originally broken and worn-out physical body quickly recovered, and the injury to the primordial spirit was also visibly recovering. Merit is indeed a good thing, no wonder even saints go to great lengths to plot and scheme for merit. Having more merit not only makes others dare not kill you, but it can also replace true yuan, increase cultivation, or be used as spiritual medicine to recover from injuries.

  When Zhang Zilong's momentum reached its peak, a dazzling golden light flashed by, and ten young men wearing bright yellow dragon robes stood in the Jade Void Palace.

  The Primordial Heavenly Venerable looked at it with interest: "Is this the result of your careful planning? It's really extraordinary, the true body of the Golden Crow, haha, but compared to that Purple Gold Merit God Dragon's incarnation, it's still a bit inferior!" Thinking of that gigantic dragon that propped up the sky, the Primordial Heavenly Venerable couldn't help but feel a sense of relief.

  Originally, the ten Golden Crow physical bodies that had been nourished in his primordial spirit all along lost their souls. Zhang Zilong's technique of creating a clone was not Corpse Severing or Refining a Second Clone, but rather separating out a fragment of his soul to slowly grow within each physical body. Now, with the help of the power of merit, they have all fully grown.

  "Golden Crow has seen the true body." Ten Golden Crows simultaneously paid their respects to Zhang Zilong.

  "Haha, now that I've split my body, it's time to go get the merits of the underworld!" Zhang Zilong bowed his head in thanks to the Original Heavenly Venerable and then left Mount Kunlun, heading towards the Underworld.

  Arriving once again at this place of blood and sea, Zhang Zilong felt a thousand emotions. He thought back to when he had fought with Minghe and seized the twelve品业火红莲, the spiritual treasure that was the cause of their enmity. This karma should have been resolved by now; otherwise, when the great calamity strikes again, although he himself might be able to protect himself, his disciples would still suffer.

  "The Lord of Menghe, I am Jade Dragon Daojun, at your service." He said with a loud laugh.

  The originally calm Blood Sea suddenly churned up shocking waves, a blood-red figure shot out like an arrow from the void, and in an instant appeared before Zhang Zilong. If it wasn't the furious Minghe Sect Master, who else could it be?

  "Master, please slow down and take action. Now I'm giving you a great merit." Zhang Zilong said with a smile. It turned out that this guy's abacus was that he himself would merge the Golden Crow into one, and become the Emperor of the Underworld, Yan Du Da Di, while the position of the Ten Halls' King Yan would be left for the Wu tribe and Minghe to divide among themselves. After all, the saint had already said that the merits of the Underworld belonged to the Yu Long Taoist sect, so how could they intervene in his affairs?

  Minghe wasn't a fool either, and naturally thought of this point. Although his heart was racing, he still hummed coldly: "Can such a small amount of merit cancel out the karma fire lotus of Benzhu?"

  "The Master's words are incorrect, do you know what the Asura Sect lacks most at present? It is a legitimate identity and a stable destiny. Now that the Holy One has taken notice of me, I have been entrusted with the task of building the underworld, but I don't want to monopolize this merit, Master, what do you think?"

  Minghe was left speechless by Zhang Zilong's words. He had originally known the benefits of this, but he was unwilling to let Honglian be taken away and wanted Zhang Zilong to continue owing him this karma. Now that his scheme had been exposed, if he didn't agree, Zhang Zilong probably wouldn't let him participate in the affairs of the underworld anymore.

  "Alas, so be it. Our karma is thus concluded!" The Underworld River hesitated for a moment before sighing and saying.

  Zhang Zilong felt a sense of clarity within himself and knew that another great karma had been resolved, and he couldn't help but feel overjoyed.

  The lower levels of the underworld have been built, now only the upper levels need to be completed and it can operate. Zhang Zilong patted his forehead, and ten golden crows flew out, crying loudly. Ping Xin had long known Zhang Zilong's plan, and hurriedly calmed down the excited emotions of the Wu tribe people.

  Only Zhang Zilong's body was surrounded by golden light of merit, jade clear immortal light, and the mysterious light of the Nine Turns of the Mysterious Skill. His whole person was mysteriously extraordinary, with true words spouting out of his mouth. After a short while, he loudly declared to Heaven: "I am Yu Long Dao Jun, the original Heavenly Master's disciple from Kunlun Mountain, now taking office in Handan as the Golden Crow's divided incarnation, judging official duties, wishing for Heaven's clear inspection!" As soon as his words fell, five great witches and the five blood god sons of the Underworld River also responded: "We are willing to transform into the Ten Halls' Yan Wang, forever shaking the underworld!"

  Then a large amount of merit descended, and five parts flew towards Zhang Zilong. Four parts merged into the nine golden crows in the body of Da Jinwu to Nine Jinwu. After a soft hum, they merged into one body, transforming into a majestic man wearing a black dragon robe, holding the Book of Life and Death in his hand. The aura of this person was actually at the initial stage of Quasi-Sainthood! Thus, Zhang Zilong had another Quasi-Saintly power clone.

  Another one merged into the body of Shi Wugong, and the judge's pen in his hand transformed into a handsome young man, who was Lu Pan. He said that the tenth prince still couldn't escape the fate of becoming a judge.

  Then the ten Yama kings came out together, and the underworld was greatly shaken. This dark world seemed to come alive in an instant. The Emperor of Yan's hand held a book of life and death, shining brightly, illuminating the entire underworld. Each of the ten Yama kings held a projection of the book of life and death to judge the ghosts, all their merits and demerits. Lu Pan grasped his judge's pen, exuding an elegant and refined aura. Zhang Zilong saw this and was very pleased, laughing loudly: "Now that the underworld matters are settled, I will take my leave!"

  "See you off, Daojun!" "See you off, our lord!"

  He turned back to look at Lu Pan and Ye Du, nodded and left the Underworld Mansion. I wonder why Zhang Zilong was in such a hurry? It turned out that his daughter was about to be born! (Ga Ga, the lovely little dragon girl is about to run out!)

  As the true body of Little Dragon Girl's father, Zhang Zilong, how could he not witness the birth of that child? Moreover, he had never seen what it looked like when a dragon emerged from an egg. Heh heh, taking advantage of his leisure time, he could study it. Finally, there was another thought in his mind, which was to bring Little Dragon Girl to her grandparents. According to reason, after the completion of the Heavenly Gate and the establishment of the Underworld, the Taoist Ancestor should be gathering saints to determine the Heavenly Emperor. Wouldn't that mean that his own parents would be promoted to the position of Heavenly Emperor? At this time, bringing a granddaughter over to them, the old couple would probably be overjoyed.

  And aren't Chinese people supposed to be close with their grandchildren? Now that they have a granddaughter, won't the old couple end up like before, quarreling until their relationship is ruined?

  East Sea, Ziwei Fairy Island, a man and three women surrounded a rotating dragon egg, only to hear the man say to the dragon egg with difficulty: "Little darling, hurry up and come out, the outside world is very beautiful!" Who knew that the dragon egg was very proud and raised its head (can an egg do this?), "I won't come out, Daddy lied to me, he told me stories about big grey wolves eating little kids before!"

  The Purple Microcosm Sect's people were sweating profusely! The Three Shuang Sisters looked at their own sect master with disdain, what kind of nonsense is this to tell a child?!

  The little princess was supposed to be born, but she refused to come out of the egg. Is this prepartum anxiety? Why did Ziwu Dao Ren get so annoyed by this remark?

  Suddenly, the innate three talents of the island's guardian array fluctuated, and the Three Shuang sisters felt someone entering, a tense atmosphere. Zi Wei Daoren waved his hand: "Don't worry, my true body has arrived!" The Three Shuang sisters put down their guard upon hearing this, they all knew that their master had a true body, and was even a high-ranking disciple of the Original Heavenly Venerable. In their impression, that unseen master should be an extremely handsome, extraordinary, knowledgeable, perfect man, far surpassing this shabby avatar in front of them by a hundred times... Alas, it has to be said, young girls in their youth! Indeed, romance is more important than actual strength?

  As the Three Sisters of the Misty Mountains wished, a man wearing a purple Taoist robe, handsome and extraordinary, holding a snow-white book in his hand, with a dark long gun on his back, was a combination of elegance and martial prowess.

  Zhang Zilong rushed over as soon as he appeared, and hurriedly ran to the dragon egg. With his soul communicating with Ziwei, he naturally didn't feel any strangeness, and shouted at the dragon girl: "Good baby, come out quickly, Daddy has brought you gifts!"

  “…….”

  "Uh, there really is a gift, look, it's in Dad's hand, look at this book, isn't it beautiful? It can even produce milky white water, and it tastes great!"

  "This time Long Dan reacted: 'If I come out, then this book is mine?'... Alas, it seems that children still can't resist food. Sorry, 'Genesis', the holy water from your angelic pool will be used as breast milk for my daughter..."

  "Ah, yes! This is a birthday gift prepared by your father!" Zhang Zilong said with a nod and a bow.

  "Alright, I'll believe you this one time... just once!" You're a dead girl! Shouldn't you trust your father?! Zhang Zilong glared at Ziwei Dao Ren, how did you poison our family's daughter?! Ziwei Dao Ren sneered, what I've done is the same as what you've done, we're all human, what's so great about that?!

  The little dragon girl finally overcame her pre-production anxiety (?), and the dragon egg slowly cracked open, revealing a seven or eight-year-old loli with a bare bottom, a head of jet-black long hair, shiny black eyes, and skin as white as milk, as if it could be pinched to produce water.

  Zhang Zilong ignored the three sisters' gaze, and in a domineering manner, picked up his own daughter. "Nonsense! This is mine, no one can deprive a father of the right to hold his daughter first!" "Haha, from now on, you'll be called Zhang Jingwen!"

  "Daddy, present!" The little girl stretched out her chubby little hand and said very impolitely.

  Zhang Zilong's mouth was smiling so wide it reached the back of his face, and he happily handed "Genesis" to Xiao Jingwen. But as soon as she got her hands on the gift, she jumped into Ziwei Daoist's arms: "Daddy, a gift!" Ziwei Daoist and Zhang Zilong's faces both turned black at the same time, and they thought to themselves: From now on, absolutely cannot let this little girl see Yandu and Lu Pan! Absolutely!