Chapter 1380 Dead? Alive?
"I don't think I provoked you, why do you want to kill me?" Chen Xuan questioned.
"Didn't provoke you?" The man's tone deepened.
"Whoosh!" Several icy blades descended from the air, stabbing directly into Chen Xuan's abdomen, instantly ripping him open. Blood gushed out like a fountain. If Chen Xuan hadn't been strong and possessed immense cultivation, he would have met Yama, the King of Hell, on the spot!
"I'm telling you, you've committed an unforgivable sin. You scammed my daughter, so today I'll kill you!" The man lunged forward, stomping on Chen Xuan again and again with immense force, as if trying to crush him into a meat patty.
"I want revenge for my daughter!"
"I'll make you scam my daughter!"
Chen Xuan let out a scream, but felt even more wronged. "Who the hell is your daughter? I didn't mess with your daughter!" His words made it sound like Chen Xuan was a scumbag, yet he didn't even know the man's daughter. Being beaten without reason was utterly incomprehensible.
The man faltered, seemingly angered further. He continued to punch and kick Chen Xuan. Chen Xuan was almost beaten into a pulp, but he could only grit his teeth and endure.
"If you have the guts, kill me!" Chen Xuan yelled.
"Kill you? Do you think I wouldn't dare?" The man said coldly.
"I bet you don't dare!" Chen Xuan's tone was firm.
"Hmm...?" The man's brows twitched.
"Alright, stop the act. You don't dare to kill me." Chen Xuan snorted a few times. In fact, Chen Xuan had figured it out. This man was merely tormenting him, with no intention of killing him. After all, throughout the ordeal, the man had shown no killing intent.
"If you weren't from the Chen family, you would have died a hundred times by now. That person is not to be trifled with, otherwise... Hmph..." With that, the man turned and left. "However, whether you can survive depends on yourself!"
"Whose daughter is it? Who exactly are you?" Chen Xuan's mind was filled with question after question, leaving him utterly depressed. He had inexplicably offended someone and was then inexplicably beaten by someone whose appearance he couldn't even recall. The worst part was that this person was completely beyond his ability to fight back! Anyone else in his situation would be at their wits' end.
However, the immediate priority was to deal with his physical condition. He looked inward and his expression changed drastically. His internal state was dire. The invading cold energy raged within him like a flood. His cyan airflow was completely unable to resist it; upon encountering the cold, it was utterly defenseless. Where did this cold energy come from? Even hell might not possess such power!
Chen Xuan was shocked. He knew he was facing an unprecedented and extremely grave situation. A single mistake and he would be utterly finished! He took out the few talismans he had left and pasted them onto himself, trying to strengthen his Yang energy and resist the cold. However, in an instant, the talismans were destroyed. The chilling energy surged forward like a breached dam, coursing through his body!
The light before his eyes grew dimmer, and Chen Xuan weakened, gradually falling into a coma. Chen Xuan felt as if he had entered a void, lost and disoriented, like a wisp of a soul.
"Am I dead?"
"Have I arrived in hell?"
"Is this truly hell?" Looking at his unfamiliar surroundings, Chen Xuan couldn't help but ask. He had never been to hell before.
Just then, two soul-reaping ghost messengers, holding chains, drifted over like specters. With stern expressions and chilling voices, they said, "Are you Chen Xuan?!"
"Indeed!" Chen Xuan replied.
"Your lifespan has ended. Quickly, come with us to hell!" one ghost messenger said.
"Holy hell, I'm really dead?" Chen Xuan had thought it was a dream earlier, but now he realized he was truly dead. He frowned, "In my life, I was a Feng Shui master and I even calculated my own fate. My lifespan has not ended yet."
"Man's calculations are no match for heaven's. Quickly, come with us to hell!" the other ghost messenger said.
"I can't go yet!" Chen Xuan's gaze sharpened.
"Not going? Grab him immediately!"
Clang! The sound of iron chains scraping against the ground echoed. Dark chains, imbued with immense cold, surged towards Chen Xuan.
"Begone!" Chen Xuan roared, raising his hand to draw a talisman, but he couldn't draw anything! With a rumble, he was directly ensnared by the chains.
"I forgot, as a soul, I can't draw talismans!" In that instant, Chen Xuan, not having reacted, was captured by the chains and dragged towards the underworld path.
"I absolutely cannot enter the underworld path! Once I enter, I can never return to the living world!" Chen Xuan grabbed the chains with both hands, resisting desperately.
"Kid, you've got some strength, but you're still too young. And this is our territory!" The ghost messenger sneered. The two ghost messengers grabbed the chains and pulled together, their combined might dragging Chen Xuan slowly along the ground.
Before long, Chen Xuan was nearing the underworld path, but without his physical body, he was still too weak. Was this truly the end? At the critical moment! Right, there was that ancestor of the Chen family!
"Mr. Chen! Mr. Chen!" Suddenly, a voice called out, echoing through the heavens and earth. The two ghost messengers turned deathly pale, their bodies trembling. They quickly withdrew their chains, turned, and fled, disappearing at the end of the underworld path in the blink of an eye. Chen Xuan was dumbfounded!
Following this, Chen Xuan gradually regained consciousness and opened his eyes. A familiar face appeared before him.
"Mr. Chen, I'm so glad you're okay. You scared me to death just now; I thought you were going to die!" Qin Qianqian said with worry. "If you died, who would treat me to delicious food? Who would take me to play fun games?"
Chen Xuan looked at his surroundings, then touched himself. He found that he had no injuries, and even the damage caused by the chilling energy had healed. What was going on?
"Qin Qianqian? What are you doing here?" Chen Xuan couldn't understand. Without thinking further, he quickly asked.
"I'm about to return to the underworld, so I came to find you for a meal. But I unexpectedly ran into you, so I..."
"You saved me?" Chen Xuan frowned. Qin Qianqian nodded. "The cold energy on you is the Nine Nether Cold Energy from the underworld. I collected that cold energy, and you're fine now." She patted a small gourd she held.
Nine Nether Cold Energy! That was rumored to be the cold energy from the Nine Nether Hell. No wonder it was so powerful! What Chen Xuan found even stranger was that Qin Qianqian had so easily collected this cold energy. It was simply unbelievable! He observed Qin Qianqian and suddenly found himself unable to fathom this probationary little ghost messenger. Logically, Qin Qianqian, a ghost messenger who knew nothing, shouldn't be able to collect the Nine Nether Cold Energy, which even many underworld ghost messengers feared. However, he didn't ask further.
"Oh no! I wonder how Li Er is doing!" Chen Xuan suddenly remembered that the epicenter of the cold energy yesterday was at Li Er's shop. He got up and rushed over, with Qin Qianqian following closely.
Upon arriving at Li Er's shop, Chen Xuan found that it was still locked from the inside. He knew that Li Er's shop operated twenty-four hours and never locked its doors, which was highly unusual!
"Bang!" Chen Xuan kicked the door open and rushed in. He discovered the shop was in disarray. Many cabinets were overturned, and numerous talismans and charms were scattered on the floor. Qin Qianqian, following behind, winced at the sight of the scattered talismans. These were things she could only dream of obtaining.