Your Lord Has A Screw Loose?

Chapter 301: Chapter 303: The Netherworld, Wandering the Black Abyss

[Additional chaotic code introduction, restoration at 3:50. If restoration fails, open the directory and long-press this chapter to redownload.]

…

‘I’m just passing by, no need to be tense. If I wanted to make a move, I would have done it already.’ Qin Muye thought to himself.

‘I’m supposedly in heaven, so why are there Yin Walkers passing through here?’ Qin Muye’s eyes twitched, finding the Underworld incomprehensible.

‘This is the thirteenth encounter, I don’t know if that’s good luck or bad luck…’

“Dad? What’s wrong, feeling unwell?” Ji Shan, seeing Qin Muye looking around, thought it a bit strange since the man was blind, so he attributed it to air pressure from flying for the first time causing discomfort.

“Shut up, don’t you understand what should and shouldn’t be said?” the witch interrupted, well aware of the intricacies involved. But she could not discuss it openly in case the Black Abyss found out, and then they would all be doomed.

“It’s nothing, just feeling a bit curious.” Qin Muye responded.

“Oh, if you feel uncomfortable, don’t force yourself.” Ji Shan was still somewhat worried, but he knew well Qin Muye’s personality— if there was an issue, Qin Muye would speak up; otherwise, it meant all was well.

“What we encountered was just a drifting shadow, also encountered by several Yin Walkers. Some encounters were harmless like ours, while others were not so fortunate… heh.”

“Witch, what was that thing just now?” A young man’s face filled with lingering fear.

“You misspoke.” The person who hadn’t finished asking already knew the answer, since it was stated so straightforwardly; if he still didn’t get it, then he must be a fool.

“This Liu Family and the Black…”

Source: Webnovel.com, updated on Ɲονǥօ.ᴄο

The old woman referred to as the witch glared venomously at the young man, “Silence, do not speak, lest you tempt fate.”

As long as no beings beyond the instance’s specifications appeared, Qin Muye was still capable of overpowering them.

Had it been a moment of folly or mental distraction from Qin Muye, chaos may have ensued by now.

Only after the small boat drifted away from this segment of the Netherworld Water Domain did the witch speak up, “What watched us just now was a being called the Black Abyss, of unknown origin. But in the past, my teacher encountered it once during a Yin Walker journey. The Black Abyss had transformed a segment of the Netherworld Water into an unfathomable abyss, even halting its flow for a while.”

To them, it was about the soul, but in reality, it wasn’t much different from a real body.

During this time, Ji Shan had also tried practicing “The Book of Changes,” but without much success, so he was relatively disinterested. He thought, ‘I might as well spend the time, just in case my old man is someone special.’

Aboard the plane, Qin Muye observed the Underworld, truly living up to its name.

He had naturally flown before; his territory produced its own aircraft, but it was the peculiarities of the Underworld that intrigued him this time.

Fortunately, it was just the Spiritual Energy Recovery without Qin Muye’s intervention.

Perhaps there was a pattern, but Qin Muye was busy developing the Qi Refiner profession at the time, so he didn’t delve into these speculations.

The Qi Refiner within Ji Shan was exactly such; Qin Muye had created it based on Ji Shan’s Talent.

The only individuals Qin Muye encountered were either stronger or weaker than him, so he couldn’t really tell whether he was strong or weak.

Unfortunately for Qin Muye, it was his eyes and not his ears he was skimping on, so he relied on visual cues without hearing what the other party was saying. But analyzing their lip movements and the pauses in their speech, it seemed to be some form of poetic spell.

The old woman seemed to feel the gaze and swiftly stood up, retrieving various items from her small backpack and throwing them into the water while chanting under her breath.

This realization dawned on the young man, who had been scared earlier; this was the Underworld, not Earth. Some things could be said, others couldn’t— a single slip could cost everyone on board their lives.

The rest was okay, except for the flesh that couldn’t withstand entering and was lost. If he hadn’t run fast, the Underworld would likely have gained another abyss.

The others remained silent, apparently realizing that the Liu Family’s treasures were not easy to earn. The Liu Family had made several Yin Walker journeys for the direct daughter’s soul, and perceptive people knew there were secrets involved, although each journey yielded different results, even causing several tragic incidents.

Qin Muye had underestimated himself, for after all, he rarely fought, and didn’t have an accurate measure of his own strength.

Although Qin Muye was traveling at high speed on an airplane, his view in the Underworld was progressing at a constant speed, the reasons for which he did not understand.

The Mythical Level Profession that Qin Muye needed could not be the same as Ji Shan’s; Ji Shan’s was about extreme individual power, while Qin Muye pursued collective power.

Qin Muye knew that a part of this Tide of Spiritual Energy was the Netherworld Water, unlike the fluctuating tides of humanity on Earth, where the Transcendent rise and fall in power. The Netherworld Water moved with the Tide, and were it not for the separation of Yin and Yang, without special means to communicate between them, it would not be a recovery of Spiritual Energy, but a resurgence of eerie forces.

Now, they also served the Bai Family as Yin Walkers, seeking to find the direct daughter of the Liu Family and had encountered the Black Abyss, thankfully a mere phantom.

The old lady had not mentioned what bad luck would entail, but in their minds emerged the memory of Shavetail Li who had served the Liu Family as a Yin Walker. Reportedly, everyone was annihilated; not only did their Souls fail to return, but their bodies were also corrupted into monstrous beings by an extraordinarily sinister Power, identified by knowledgeable people on scene as the Black Abyss.

If there were injuries, they would be severe— the items used for healing Souls were not ordinary but extremely precious Resources.

So even if they left a mark in the Underworld, they would not return to the same place next time.

Therefore, they needed to prepare much more.

He was now also planning a Mythical Level Profession for himself, preferring to tailor it to suit himself since he could create his own.

He had also been to the Underworld before; this process was called walking the Yin and was different from how Cultivators used their Souls, as he entered with his physical body.

He knew, due to him not being human, that his view in the Underworld had a certain terrifying quality; staring too long would cause problems for the one being watched.

Upon contacting each other, the group exchanged looks, as if discussing whether the Liu Family had violated or related to some taboo of the Black Abyss; otherwise, it couldn’t possibly be such a coincidence. Seeking Souls through Yin Walk needed a guide, generally an object close to the deceased’s Soul in life, thus naturally involving karma.

If it weren’t for being unique, he would have taken on another job, even if the compatibility wasn’t as high as one custom-made for himself, but it was still a Mythical Level after all.

If it was just in reality, that’d be one thing, as he could control it himself, but in the Underworld, it had nothing to do with Qin Muye; it was purely a side effect brought about by the Underworld, a unique spectacle formed through his vision, and it was even movable.

Fortunate that he had succeeded in creating it, having the Experience meant crafting another Mythical Level Profession wouldn’t be too difficult, just a matter of time and Knowledge.

An old crone sat in a small wooden boat, from whose prow hung a lantern, in addition to several robust young men.

A month passed in a flash, and Ji Shan loaded up with large and small packages, accompanied Qin Muye onto a plane headed for Jingdu. Qin Muye didn’t have much with him, lacking in fortune and wealth, hence he couldn’t possibly have too many assets.

Thus, he quickly covered his mouth and nodded in agreement.

Underworld, above the Netherworld Waters.

The Underworld and Earth are just overlapping worlds; when the Tide of Spiritual Energy hadn’t returned, the Underworld was empty and invisible, but once the Spiritual Energy returned with the Netherworld Water, everything was drastically different.

The Underworld and Earth are not corresponding; don’t think he’s in the heavens, but the corresponding region might not be in the heavens, only the Netherworld Water penetrates the entire Underworld, and those walking the Yin enter the Underworld through the Netherworld Water.

This instance was merely level 5, and level 6 wouldn’t even faze him.

At that moment, everyone on the boat showed a hint of Fear, cold sweat gradually beading on their foreheads.

The Netherworld Water was both dangerous and safe; dangerous because below the water surface lived terrifying Yin Souls and ghosts that had thrived in the Tide of Spiritual Energy for many years, but safe above the water surface—as long as one did not violate the taboo, there wouldn’t be any major issues.

This wasn’t Qin Muye’s first encounter with Yin Walkers. The Underworld was constantly changing with the Netherworld Water, even the place where he had lived for eighteen years altered continuously with the flow of the Netherworld Waters.

While he was thinking, he suddenly saw faint lights approaching from afar.

As they drew closer, the old crone’s expression grew ever grimmer.

Only when they passed each other did the other party breathe a sigh of relief, with every Soul collapsing exhausted on the boat.

There were many reasons to perform the Yin Walk, for Resources, for truth, for offspring, for benefits, and more. After death, all Souls would come to the Underworld, so the Underworld was filled with all sorts of unfathomable secrets.