Watching the胖子 (pangzi) who was full of anxiety but helpless, Shirley Yang did not dare to look.
"Mr. Hu, please help her pass on," the Princess said after a long silence.
If she wasn't helped to pass on soon, her soul would dissipate, and she would never be able to reincarnate.
"One day on the surface, ten years underground. Do you really want to go down?" Hu Bayi asked in a hoarse voice.
One day in heaven was a year on earth, and the underworld had its rules: ten years in the underworld was equivalent to one day on the surface. This was also the greatest convenience for the underworld to punish ghosts. They could be imprisoned for thousands or tens of thousands of years before their sentences were completed and they were released. For ghosts like the Princess who lingered in the mortal world for a long time, especially if they harmed others, they would not be released for tens of thousands of years. Calculating this, the Princess would have to stay in the underworld for tens of thousands of years before she could come out. If she was lucky, she might even become a ghost official if she met a celestial master. Of course, this was practically impossible.
The Princess seemed to have made up her mind.
"Mm," she nodded, and the 胖子 took her hand.
"Don't worry, Feifei. Fatty will wait for you. When you reincarnate, we will meet again," the 胖子 said emotionally.
The Princess nodded. "Husband, I will not forget you either."
As she spoke, Hu Bayi began to prepare for the ceremony. Soon, a stone door opened, and two shadows slowly approached. In the next moment, chains wrapped around the Princess and she was pulled directly through the stone door.
Tears welled up in the 胖子's eyes. "Feifei, don't go, Feifei..."
Past scenes flashed through the 胖子's mind, all the moments he had shared with the Princess.
Watching the 胖子 still kneeling on the ground, Hu Bayi didn't know what to say. All he could do now was remain silent and let the 胖子 recover on his own.
"Let's go and see Brother Zhang," Shirley Yang suggested.
The outcome was not bad; at least no one had died, and the Princess had only gone to reincarnate. Her prophecy had not come true, which was a good thing.
Meanwhile, on the surface.
Zhang Tian was kneeling on one knee in front of Zhang Qilin, who held a pill in his hand. He looked at Hu Bayi, who had arrived.
"His bones and meridians don't seem to have recovered," Zhang Qilin said.
Hu Bayi placed his hand on Zhang Tian's wrist. After feeling for a moment, Hu Bayi frowned slightly.
"It looks like a sequela of divine possession. His body will likely need a considerable amount of time to recover," Hu Bayi said solemnly. With such injuries, it would be impossible for him to fully recover in less than half a year or so.
"Then when will he wake up?" Zhang Qilin asked with concern. After all, Zhang Tian had come here because of him, and everyone had ended up like this because of him, even falling into trouble. Zhang Qilin felt a sense of gratitude and apology for this.
Hu Bayi looked at Zhang Tian carefully for a long time. "It will probably take a few days. Everyone, clear the area and ensure it's safe. We'll rest here for a while," Hu Bayi suggested.
After Hu Bayi finished speaking, everyone nodded.
The Jingjue Queen stood before the corpse of the Queen Mother of the West. She slowly picked up a long spear from the ground.
"Hmph," she snorted, her numerous unspoken words condensed into a single hum. Holding the spear, the Jingjue Queen approached Zhang Tian, her eyes filled with a complex emotion. Zhang Tian was powerful, the strongest person she had ever seen besides the Queen Mother of the West. Coupled with Zhang Tian's courage and their previous interactions, the Jingjue Queen's gaze softened.
The Jingjue Queen had never experienced the feeling of home. Li Xueqin had given her a warm feeling last time, and if possible, she would have been willing to stay there forever. This was one of the reasons why the Jingjue Queen had decisively intervened when Zhang Tian encountered difficulties. As for the greater reason, the Jingjue Queen herself was unclear. Was it because she hadn't acted when she saw her coffin appear in the illusory space last time, or had he given her more cultivation resources on another occasion? All these were unknown. To be fair, Zhang Tian had indeed helped the Jingjue Queen several times along the way. The Muchen Bead, the spirit spring, the snake's eye, etc., had all ultimately been used by the Jingjue Queen. Even Hu Bayi and the others hadn't had a chance to use them yet.
"He should wake up in a few days. I'll take my leave now," the Jingjue Queen said. She was also injured and needed to recover. With a wave of her hand, the door to the illusory space opened, and the Jingjue Queen walked in. At the same time, she brought out some first-aid supplies and food from within. These were things Zhang Tian had prepared before coming here.
Hu Bayi's mouth twitched as he looked at the things that were suddenly tossed out. This Jingjue Queen probably only showed a good face to Zhang Tian.
"Old Hu, does this Queen have feelings for our boss?" the 胖子 asked with a chuckle, walking over.
Hu Bayi looked at the 胖子 in surprise. "You, weren't you just weeping inconsolably? How can you be smiling now?" Hu Bayi said with a hint of annoyance.
The 胖子 waved his hand. "Old Hu, Fatty has come to terms with it. Feifei going to reincarnate is not a bad thing, but a good thing. When the time comes, Fatty and Feifei can grow old together, and we can also fulfill our respective dreams," the 胖子 said earnestly.
Frankly speaking, the 胖子's resilience was quite strong. He had already recovered from his grief in such a short time. As for how much pain was still in his heart, only the 胖子 himself knew.
Hu Bayi patted the 胖子's shoulder. "It's good that you understand. Let's rest for a while first," Hu Bayi said. The 胖子 nodded and grasped the wooden pendant around his neck. It was made from a piece of wood from the Kunlun Divine Coffin. The Princess had always hidden in the wooden pendant. Although the Princess was gone, the 胖子 could still feel a familiar presence.
Time passed quietly. After an unknown period.
Zhang Tian slowly opened his eyes. The pain in his internal organs had significantly subsided. He looked around.
"Is it over?" Zhang Tian murmured, his memory still stuck at the moment he was possessed by the divine being. He had forgotten about the subsequent fight. He swore he never wanted to experience the feeling of his body being controlled by someone else again.
"Boss, you're finally awake!" the 胖子 exclaimed excitedly, rushing towards Zhang Tian. A hint of a lewd smile appeared on his face.
"Fatty."
Zhang Tian's head throbbed, and an image flooded his mind. "Fatty, where is your wife? I think I saw..." Zhang Tian said in a deep voice.
"Feifei has gone to reincarnate. We should be able to meet again in a hundred years," the 胖子 said with a smile.
Zhang Tian nodded heavily. "That's for the best," he said, then scanned his surroundings. Shirley Yang stood to the side, looking at him with concern. Zhang Qilin's injuries had also healed, and he was sitting in meditation, cultivating. Hu Bayi's severed arm had also been reattached. The only pity was perhaps that the 胖子 had lost his wife.
"Alas, why didn't the prophecy mention these things..." Zhang Tian sighed inwardly, but there was nothing he could do. However, the most important thing now was that the entire Kunlun Divine Palace had been pocketed by Zhang Tian!