Chapter 1137: Huangquan Road
Zhang Lingyu also realized this problem. If the two Ferrymen hadn't captured Xiao Manxuan's soul, they wouldn't show such an expression.
"Heaven and earth boundless, Qiankun Borrowing Technique, Wind God Amnesty, Nine Dragons Bind Ghosts, Seal!" Zhang Lingyu suddenly chanted a spell quickly, simultaneously throwing out the Demon-suppressing Whip.
Driven by the spell, the Demon-suppressing Whip swept through the wind, swiftly wrapping around the two Ferrymen, binding them in the blink of an eye. Lin Tian watched with amazement, thinking that nowadays, humans have begun to capture ghosts; it's enough to scare a lot of people if word got out.
The two Ferrymen tried to struggle, but every time they did, a small bolt of lightning flashed from the Demon-suppressing Whip, striking them painfully, making them grimace. Lin Tian had suffered from it too, let alone the two Ferrymen.
"You actually dare to detain Ghost Messengers, seems like you're tired of living," the tall one threatened arrogantly.
Lin Tian couldn't stand it and punched him, almost knocking the Ferryman's face out of shape. He just couldn't stand the Ghost Messenger's arrogance.
"I'll give you one chance. Quickly, tell us, where did you detain Xiao Manxuan?" Lin Tian pressed on.
"If you have the ability, kill us and see if you can kill us in the Netherworld?" the two Ferrymen said boldly, appearing confident and fearless.
Zhang Lingyu sneered, "You can use that line to scare those rookie Demon Exorcists. Do you think I don't know the rules of the Netherworld? Soul Ferrymen indeed cannot be killed; each time they die, they resurrect in the Netherworld's Blood Pool. But every death means they are scattered once. Over three times, they lose their qualification as Ghost Messengers and revert to ordinary souls to re-enter reincarnation."
"Zhang Lingyu... you, you know too much. I'm starting to suspect you come from the Netherworld." Lin Tian exclaimed in amazement, mouth agape.
"Don't forget what my ancestors did. The Zhang family has been Demon Exorcists for generations, inheriting knowledge for thousands of years, knowing many hidden things," Zhang Lingyu said proudly.
Zhang Lingyu's words did indeed scare the two Ferrymen. They didn't want to fall into reincarnation, as the soul in reincarnation, muddled, might in the next life become an animal subject to others' mercy, which would be tragic.
The tall and short Ferrymen exchanged glances, suddenly turning into a puff of black smoke and tried to escape, but the Demon-suppressing Whip simultaneously unleashed a powerful purple lightning, piercing through the two Ghost Messengers.
The Ghost Messengers didn't have time to scream before being obliterated, not even ashes remaining, a small wisp of black energy swirling away into the mist, disappearing.
At the moment the black energy rose, the Ghost Messenger's voice came out again: "Cross the Huangquan Road, drink Mengpo Soup, on the Naihe Bridge, it will be useless even if you find her, hahaha..."
The Ghost Messenger disappeared, the Demon-suppressing Whip fell to the ground, Zhang Lingyu picked it up, though she had scattered the Ghost Messengers, she felt no joy at all.
"What do they mean? What's that Huangquan Road and Naihe Bridge?" Lin Tian frowned and asked.
"It means Xuanxuan's soul has crossed the Huangquan Road, drank the Mengpo Soup, and crossed the Naihe Bridge. She will forget her past and present life, becoming a blank person until reincarnation and rebirth," Zhang Lingyu explained solemnly.
"Then she has two souls and seven spirits left, with the third soul having entered reincarnation. What about the Second Miss outside? Has Xiao Manxuan's soul split into two?" Lin Tian asked, puzzled.
"I told you, humans have three souls. One soul returns to the grave, one soul to the god's lord, which is the Spiritual Tablet, and one enters the Underworld. Once the third soul enters reincarnation, the three souls will reunite, and the seven spirits will disperse. As for Xuanxuan, once the third soul enters reincarnation, the two souls in the body outside will automatically enter the Netherworld, merge with the third soul, and complete reincarnation," Zhang Lingyu explained.
"The result is that the Xuanxuan outside will die. This is life's cycle of birth and death," Zhang Lingyu said gravely, her tone very serious.
Lin Tian's face changed, but he persisted, "Xuanxuan has special energy in her body. Her body won't die, so how can her soul scatter?"
"Is this difficult to understand? Many high monks achieve nirvana, and after their transition, many bodies do not decompose. However, they're just empty shells, with no soul. Moreover, such bodies are very dangerous and can easily be possessed by evil spirits," Zhang Lingyu shook her head.
Lin Tian's heart sank as if seeing a lively and charming Second Miss just vanish into thin air. Even if her soul reincarnates, will she still be her?
I cannot give up, cannot let her enter reincarnation. I cannot let her live in another world alone, forgetting her sister, forgetting Mrs. Xiao. I must find her back! Lin Tian thought resolutely, his fist clenching with determination.
"Lin Tian, what are you doing?" Zhang Lingyu frowned, having a bad premonition.
"I'm going to walk Huangquan, cross Naihe, and bring back the Second Miss. Alone, she'd be scared. I promised to protect her well, but I failed. Now, I only have to bring her back to fulfill my promise." Lin Tian said, looking around the mist, resolute and heartfelt.
Zhang Lingyu's gaze became misty, murmuring softly, "If I fell into reincarnation, would you seek me out like this?"
Lin Tian didn't catch what she said and asked curiously, "What did you say? Why suddenly so sentimental?"
"Nothing, just thinking Xuanxuan walking Huangquan alone, she must be really afraid," Zhang Lingyu replied evasively, not daring to repeat the previous question.
"Alright, then point me in the direction of Huangquan Road. I will find her, and you wait for us in the Human World. If we don't return, just tell Miss that if someday you see a little boy holding a little girl's hand tightly, that's me, and the little girl is the Second Miss," Lin Tian said decisively, already determined that even if he fell into reincarnation, he would find the Second Miss.
Zhang Lingyu didn't say anything, silently taking out a small box, looking like a makeup box. But when opened, one side was a mirror, and the other was a bronze Compass.
She moved the Compass up, down, left, and right, chanting some incantations, causing the needle of the Compass to spin, finally stopping to point in a specific direction.
Lin Tian didn't know which direction was which, maybe the Netherworld doesn't differentiate between directions. He hadn't set foot yet when Zhang Lingyu walked up first, determinedly.
"Lingyu, what are you doing? Didn't I ask you to go back and wait? Huangquan is a road of no return. You're ultimately a mortal. Walking Huangquan, you might die," Lin Tian said with a deliberately stern face.
Zhang Lingyu was unmoved and said, "If you can go, why can't I? Without me, even if given a Compass, you won't find the Huangquan Road. The Netherworld is boundless and directionless. You could be forever lost, becoming a walking corpse here."