The atmosphere in the room instantly became tense.
Yu Daochen gripped the Kanglong Jian, his eyes narrowed, cold sweat beading on his forehead.
To be honest, he wasn't sure of this Lord's true strength.
But judging from the pressure he exerted earlier, he was definitely someone he couldn't defeat in his current state.
Still, it made sense. Someone who could hold the top position in the Underworld couldn't be ordinary.
Under normal circumstances, he would have to bow his head.
But on this matter, he absolutely could not!
Suddenly, the stout uncle burst into laughter: "Hahaha, good, you've got guts, boy. You're quite similar to Xu Feng back then."
Seeing the stout uncle suddenly erupt in laughter, Yu Daochen was bewildered and didn't know what to say.
The stout uncle waved his sleeve, and a box shot out from within.
Yu Daochen caught the box and took a look.
Engraved on it was the character "Xu," surrounded by a pattern. He weighed it in his hand; it wasn't heavy.
"Lord Yan, what is this?" Yu Daochen asked, a hint of confusion in his voice.
The stout uncle didn't reply. Instead, he took a slip of paper from his pocket and placed it on the table.
Yu Daochen walked over and picked up the paper.
The paper was yellowed and very rough, clearly not the kind of paper used nowadays.
A few words were written on it.
"If he eats it, kill him. If he doesn't eat it, give this to him."
Reading the words, Yu Daochen smiled helplessly.
Honestly, this was truly in that guy's style.
Perhaps he wasn't sure if his future reincarnation would be worthy of trust, so he set up this test.
The stout uncle looked at Yu Daochen and said, "I only resorted to this to test you. I hope you don't mind."
Yu Daochen waved his hands repeatedly and smiled, "Lord Yan, you are too kind."
The stout uncle nodded, his face full of admiration, and praised, "You truly possess some of Xu Feng's spirit from back then."
Yu Daochen's face showed a hint of disappointment, and he remained silent.
The stout uncle stood up, walked over to Yu Daochen, patted his shoulder, and comforted him, "Don't underestimate your own strength. Also, Xu Feng back then might not have been able to defeat me."
Hearing this, Yu Daochen looked at the stout uncle before him with a slight surprise.
The stout uncle smiled faintly and casually waved his hand. A majestic aura seemed to command everything in the world to submit at his feet, and he chuckled.
"There are countless Ghost Kings in the Underworld, and many are stronger than Ghost Kings. To hold the top position, one needs more than just a few tricks."
Yu Daochen understood. How could the person who ruled the entire Underworld be as simple as he appeared?
It seemed he had underestimated this Lord's strength.
"However,"
The stout uncle continued, "Xu Feng might not have been able to defeat me, that's true, but it doesn't mean he couldn't heavily injure me."
Yu Daochen remained silent.
It seemed the gap between him and Xu Feng wasn't just a little bit, but rather a vast distance.
The stout uncle looked at the silent Yu Daochen and comforted him, "Xu Feng was the most talented and powerful being in human history. It's normal that you can't compare to him."
"Thank you for your comfort, Lord Yan."
Yu Daochen nodded, then suddenly thought of something and spoke again, "Lord Yan, the organization called the Divine Cult has suddenly appeared in the human world and intends to..."
Before he could finish, the stout uncle interrupted, "I am already aware of this matter."
Seeing that Lord Yan knew, Yu Daochen was overjoyed. "Then please..."
His words were cut short as the stout uncle sighed helplessly, shook his head, and said, "I wish I could help, but due to the laws of heaven and earth, I cannot personally appear in the human world."
"I see."
Yu Daochen nodded, still feeling a bit disappointed.
If Lord Yan were willing to intervene, everything would surely be resolved.
The stout uncle glanced outside the shop and smiled, "Alright, I've done what I promised, and it's time for me to leave. Xu Feng instructed that this wooden box should absolutely not be opened unless in a desperate situation."
"I understand," Yu Daochen nodded.
"Mm."
The stout uncle replied, and a wisp of white smoke emerged from his body, quickly drifting out of the shop.
Seeing this, Yu Daochen quickly clasped his hands in a salute: "Farewell, Lord Yan, travel safely."
Beside him, the stout uncle shivered and looked at Yu Daochen with bewilderment, asking, "Who are you?"
He clearly remembered being in the restroom just now. Why had he suddenly appeared in the front of the shop?
Yu Daochen smiled and retorted, "I'm here to buy steamed buns. Why haven't my buns been served yet?"
Hearing this, the stout uncle looked slightly embarrassed. "My apologies, they will be served immediately."
He then called towards the kitchen, "Xiao Huang, quickly serve the guest a basket of steamed buns."
The waiter from before walked out, looking at his boss with confusion.
Didn't you say you would handle it yourself?
As the waiter went to get the buns, the stout uncle walked towards the kitchen, covering his forehead and muttering to himself, "I really shouldn't stay up all night playing mahjong anymore. I'm starting to get amnesia."
A moment later, a basket of steaming buns was brought over.
Yu Daochen picked up his chopsticks and began to eat. He glanced at the wooden box on the table, feeling even more confident.
Xu Feng must have foreseen the tribulation he would face today and had specifically left a contingency for him.
However, Lord Yan had instructed him not to open it unless in a desperate situation.
It was likely that using the contingency in the wooden box would come at a price.
After finishing his buns and paying, Yu Daochen walked out of the shop.
Stepping outside, he looked back at the shop's sign.
He saw that instead of "Huitou Bao" (Turnaround Buns), it now read "Xiao Long Bao" (Small Steamed Buns).
With his destination being the cave in the back mountain tomorrow, Yu Daochen decided to find a hotel to rest first.
On the rooftop above, an old man dressed in ancient imperial attire was watching Yu Daochen walk away below. He slowly spoke, "Aren't you going to see your reincarnation?"
Beside him, a soul in white ancient robes, with a handsome and refined face, watched Yu Daochen depart and shook his head with a smile, "No need. He has already become a true powerhouse. The gift has been delivered, and meeting him now holds no further meaning."
King Yama shook his head, glanced at the sky, and murmured, "It seems this body has reached its limit."
King Yama, due to the influence of the laws of heaven and earth, could not personally descend to the human world.
This body was merely an illusion formed by energy.
Xu Feng, standing beside him, looked at the departing Yu Daochen and then at King Yama, smiling, "We should say our goodbyes too."
Hearing this, King Yama's face showed a hint of bitterness. "The remaining energy in this body is enough to take you back to the Underworld."
Xu Feng shook his head, a smile on his face, "Maintaining my current state has never been easy, even for you, King Yama."
When Xu Feng died and arrived in the Underworld, King Yama had used a spell to extract a portion of Xu Feng's soul and preserve it separately.