On the shore, many people had not given up on the rescue. They had seen Mo Qi throw a magical artifact earlier, and it seemed he had broken free.
Thus, countless magical artifacts were thrown into the Styx River again. The river's water surged instantly, and light flashed erratically.
However, the people in the river entered the cycle of reincarnation at an even faster pace!
It seemed... they had made things worse!
Those who threw the artifacts stuck out their tongues and fled from the Styx River.
Mo Qi, taking advantage of the chaos, bent down and scooped several bottles of Styx River water into his storage bag.
The Black and White Impermanence stared at Mo Qi and Shi Siyao, their eyes bulging with rage. "You've caused a huge disaster! The entire ruling power of the Underworld has reincarnated. The Underworld will be paralyzed and plunged into chaos. Don't you gloat there. I'm telling you, from now on, you will face endless pursuit from heaven and earth until you are utterly annihilated and turned to ashes."
"Is it really that serious?" Mo Qi looked at them with an innocent expression. "They jumped in themselves, what does it have to do with me?"
"How can it not have anything to do with you... glug glug..." The Black and White Impermanence were staring at Mo Qi and arguing when Shi Siyao, unexpectedly, kicked them from behind, sending them into the river.
The Black Impermanence struggled and shouted, "You've made another mistake! Your fate will be miserable. Without us, who will escort souls? Without us escorting souls, the spirits will run rampant, and the human world will descend into chaos."
The White Impermanence yelled, "You've truly made a mistake, a grave one! Help, help!"
But their miserable cries were soon swallowed by the black hole.
Mo Qi looked at Shi Siyao with a worried expression. "It seems we've really caused trouble!"
Shi Siyao, however, felt she hadn't had enough fun and continued to chase the minor figures. Once she caught up, she would kick them into the Styx River.
Those figures were so terrified that their souls seemed to have fled their bodies, and they all fled into the distance, escaping the troublesome Styx River.
In a moment, no one was left by the river.
There was still an old woman on the bridge!
Shi Siyao went onto the bridge again.
She intended to kick the old woman down as well.
"Alright, I've been doing this job for thousands of years. I'm tired of it. Kick me down then." Meng Po said.
At this moment, Mo Qi, beneath the bridge, was surprised to find several Nine Life Grass. He walked a few more steps and found more!
Mo Qi couldn't suppress his excitement and quickly collected the Nine Life Grass.
Then, he couldn't help but fill more bottles with Styx River water. This could revive so many people!
He felt a bit crazy himself.
At this moment, he looked up and saw Shi Siyao preparing to kick Meng Po off the bridge. He immediately shouted, "Little sister, let's go."
"Okay." Shi Siyao left Meng Po behind and sprinted towards Mo Qi.
At this moment, Meng Po stood up. "If this situation is not resolved today, and you leave, do you think you can do so with peace of mind?"
Mo Qi looked at Meng Po. Her originally hunched figure was now standing straight!
"Does Senior have any brilliant ideas?" Mo Qi cupped his hands respectfully.
"I dare not claim brilliance, but I do have a clumsy method. Below hell, there is a highly respected king named Ksitigarbha. You must first ask him to come out and appease the people. As long as the people are appeased, the Ten Kings of Hell can elect new individuals. This world can function normally without anyone; the sun will still rise in the east and set in the west... though I haven't seen him in a long time. As for the Black and White Impermanence, they can be replaced by Ox-Head and Horse-Face; they can also escort souls. As long as everyone performs their duties, the Underworld can still operate in an orderly manner."
Mo Qi's eyes lit up. "Thank you, Senior, for your guidance. But how do I invite Ksitigarbha?"
"To show sincerity, you need to go to the eighteenth level of hell..."
Before Meng Po could finish, Shi Siyao immediately spat. "You old woman, your intentions are too wicked! You want to kill my brother without shedding blood. How malicious of you!"
"This old woman has said all she can. You can choose not to listen or believe me, consider it my rambling." Meng Po said calmly, her expression unchanged.
However, Mo Qi said resolutely, "I am willing to make the journey!"
Shi Siyao stamped her foot. "Brother!"
Mo Qi smiled. "It's alright, I'll be back soon."
Then, he said sternly, "But before that, I need to refine a soul-returning pill for you. Guard me."
Shi Siyao pouted. "See, you still think you won't come back, that's why you're refining the pill first."
Mo Qi smiled slightly. "I believe nothing in this world is more important than your matters."
Shi Siyao's eyes reddened. "Then that's fine. After I take the soul-returning pill, I'll go with you."
At this moment, an eye floated out from Mo Qi's hair. "I'll go too, I'll go too."
Mo Qi was startled. "When did you get here? How are you so elusive?"
The Demon King sighed. "Alas, you harmed me, and you also saved me."
Mo Qi and Shi Siyao stared at her intently. "What do you mean?"
The Demon King said, "You asked me to fetch Styx River water, so I came. But I forgot one thing: I don't have a body. So, even when I reached the Styx River, I couldn't get the water. But since I was there, I still tried to get the water. Not only did I fail to get the water, but a wave hit me and washed me into the river. I couldn't get out. Fortunately, I used the Supreme Grand Law to stabilize my body and prevent it from being swept away, otherwise, I would have been dead. Later, when you used that artifact, I attached myself to you and came up with you."
The Demon King's body could certainly withstand the tempering of hell, but Shi Siyao definitely could not endure the torment.
Mo Qi said resolutely, "The eye will accompany me later. Little sister will not go."
After speaking, without waiting for their objections, he took out his alchemy furnace, purified the Nine Life Grass and other ingredients, and began refining the pills.
The Demon King and Shi Siyao watched intently.
Meanwhile, Meng Po walked down the Bridge of Helplessness and instructed the scribes and judges of each hall to maintain order. Since all matters were procedural, even without the kings of each hall, the work proceeded smoothly.
However, without leadership, only temporary peace could be maintained. Over time, problems were bound to arise because the judges and scribes could not continuously undertake responsibilities that did not match their job rewards. If they became negligent, each hall would descend into chaos.
Therefore, it was necessary to find a highly respected person to stabilize these judges and scribes.
Alchemy was a trivial matter for Mo Qi. Without any surprises, after a few hours, Mo Qi refined two soul-returning pills, giving one to Shi Siyao and the other to the Demon King.
Shi Siyao looked at the pill in her hand, her hands trembling, and hesitated for a moment.
Under Mo Qi's encouraging gaze, she swallowed the pill.
Gradually, subtle changes began to occur in her body. Others couldn't see it, but she herself was clearly aware.
Finally, a wisp of black smoke floated out of her body.
That was the remnant soul of Yao Shuang. Mo Qi quickly collected it in a small bottle.
Shi Siyao's eyes became clear and bright, her crimson lips regained their color, and the malevolent aura that had surrounded her vanished.
Shi Siyao felt as if she had narrowly escaped death, crying and laughing with excitement, looking at herself all over and spinning around.
"Can I kiss you now?" Mo Qi said with a chuckle.
Shi Siyao seemed not to hear him and was dancing around on her own.
The Demon King, after placing the pill into her eye socket, experienced no reaction, and it kept falling out of her eye socket.
She sighed with some dejection.
Mo Qi glanced at her and smiled. "This won't work. You still need to find a complete body to possess. Take this pill for now. When we find a body in the future, I'll help you return to your soul."
Mo Qi thought of Zhen Zhen's body, which he had left at the Divine Pill Sect. Zhen Zhen had already been reborn, so her body was no longer needed. It could be given to the Demon King!
The Demon King, however, said, "This is simple. Can't I just kill someone?"
Mo Qi's expression turned solemn. "If you kill innocents, the body you obtain will not accept your soul and your eyes. Moreover, in your situation, it's not just about returning to your soul; I don't know if it will be effective. We can only try, so don't commit more killings."
The Demon King sighed with frustration but was helpless. Ever since she met Mo Qi, she felt she had lost her temper and had been enduring silently and acting low-key.
At this moment, Mo Shan walked over and immediately smacked Mo Qi on the head. "I heard you caused a big mess? Why do you always make me worry? I finally became a guard, do you want me to lose my job?"
Mo Qi shushed him and whispered, "If you don't say anything, who will know I'm your son? Just pretend you don't know me."
Mo Shan's eyes lit up. "Yes, if I don't say anything, who will know you're my son? Then I won't say anything."
He turned and walked away.
Before leaving, he glanced at Shi Siyao. "Very good. Son, your taste is excellent."
Shi Siyao smiled like a blooming flower!
Mo Qi, along with the Demon King, resolutely leaped into the hell.
The environment here was no less extreme than the Valley of Myriad Phenomena.
However, in the Valley of Myriad Phenomena, all attacks and punishments were chaotic and intertwined, while the different levels of hell were clearly separated. The deeper the level, the greater the ferocity and terror.
The eighteenth level was essentially the level of complete annihilation.
The tormented souls would be randomly teleported to a certain level based on the sins they committed in the human world, and then begin to receive severe punishment.
Mo Qi did not choose to be teleported; he chose to descend level by level, experiencing the torment layer by layer.
Because torment was also cultivation.
He had previously used a similar method in the Valley of Myriad Phenomena to significantly improve his cultivation.
Therefore, he felt he should not give up such a good opportunity for tempering.
Whether it was mountains of knives, seas of fire, or icebergs, he experienced them level by level, each level causing extreme pain.
From each level, piercing screams echoed, tearing at the soul and causing extreme inner struggle.
The Demon King continuously watched Mo Qi with a look of amusement. "Let's see how long you can last."
As time passed and their figures descended, the surrounding winds and malevolent energies grew heavier, constantly corroding her eyes. She began to struggle to endure.