He was hopeless at math, but he'd fight the fiercest in a brawl.
"Hmph! You bunch of cowards, ganging up on me while I was away."
"Now, even if I shatter you, you won't have any complaints, will you?"
The next second, Zhong Li was the first to arrive before Yan Jun. Honestly, he hated this guy the most.
Outside, the war raged, and the undead warriors were too preoccupied to care about their fate.
Yan Jun held on, kneeling on one knee. The cracks on his body clearly showed his current state.
"Heh… heh heh…"
Yan Jun suddenly burst into laughter.
"Hahaha…"
"Yan Jue, I have no regrets even in death. With Tang Xiaomin's intelligence, she will sooner or later uncover the truth."
"Given her temper, your fate will likely be a hundred times worse than mine."
Upon hearing this, Yan Jue's lips curved into a meaningful cold smile.
"Is that so? Then I'd like to see who can bewitch her when none of you exist anymore."
Zhong Li shook his head, aiming his silver spear at Yan Jun's head. Yan Jun was now powerless to resist.
Just as he closed his eyes, ready to accept his fate, a sudden female voice rang out.
"Stop."
"Miss Tang, why are you here?" Zhong Li asked in surprise.
To the nine Yama Kings present, this voice was like heavenly music.
How did she get here?
She truly had to sigh in relief that she had come.
Otherwise, the underworld would descend into chaos, and if the chaos continued, it would affect the mortal realm.
That would lead to endless trouble.
"Zhong Li, when I arrived, I saw a troop of elite armed forces. Quite impressive."
As she said this, Tang Xiaomin's expression was grim.
She understood their differing positions clearly, yet she was not an unfeeling person.
When soul after soul turned to dust before her eyes, she still felt pity.
She didn't know what Yan Jue had been doing behind her back, nor when he had cultivated secret weapons.
"A defeated foe, a prisoner. Temporarily detain them."
Zhong Li instinctively looked towards Yan Jue for a response, but received none.
Thus, he was at a loss, frozen in place.
The disheveled Yan Jun, however, wore a joyful smile.
"You… you finally remember, don't you?"
"You've come to save me, haven't you?"
It wasn't just Yan Jun; the other Yama Kings lying around him wore similar expressions.
At this moment, Tang Xiaomin's image merged with their ideal goddess, radiating brilliant light.
But in the next second, Tang Xiaomin greatly disappointed them.
"I apologize, you've misunderstood. I feel it's necessary to clarify."
"I haven't remembered anything, and I'm not here to save you. I just want all of you to stay put in the underworld, for at least ten years."
As the saying goes, to catch a thief, you must first catch the king.
The opportunity was before them. If they could keep them in the underworld for ten years and then release them,
By then, times would have changed, and few ghosts would recognize them. They would no longer be able to stir up any trouble.
Hearing this, Yan Jun suddenly became agitated.
"Tang Xiaomin, you must remember. Remember how Yan Jue harmed you. You can't collude with him and be manipulated by him."
"As the supreme commander of the underworld, how can you be so pathetic!!!"
"Yes, my lady, don't be fooled by this ambitious man!"
"My lady…"
"My lady…"
…
They were all captured, yet each of them warned her to be wary of Yan Jue.
With the capture of the nine Yama Kings and the beheading of King Song, the great battle in the underworld concluded with a hard-won victory for the underworld.
Why was it called a hard-won victory?
Because the once grand buildings and prosperous cities were now in ruins everywhere.
The underworld, Tang Xiaomin's hometown, was the first point of explosion for the war and was already half-destroyed from the beginning.
In a quiet room, Tang Xiaomin and Yan Jue sat facing each other, both with somber expressions.
This was the first time in history they had decided to sit down and have a serious talk.
Tang Xiaomin felt Yan Jue's feelings towards her most acutely. She didn't need to, and wouldn't, listen to others' one-sided accounts.
"Speak."
"Speak about what?"
"Tell me about that sword, and about me."
At this moment, Yan Jue was like a student in class, called upon by the teacher to answer a question.
Trepidation, unease, and a myriad of emotions surged through him.
A long, long silence ensued.
But no matter how much time passed, the thirst for knowledge in Tang Xiaomin's eyes never diminished, and her attitude remained unyielding.
It was clear she intended to get to the bottom of things.
"Cough cough…"
After a perfunctory clearing of his throat, Yan Jue finally spoke.
"That supreme commander, she's a woman."
"Mm," Tang Xiaomin nodded lightly.
"Continue."
"Minmin, let me give you a heads-up. I knew the supreme commander before you did. Don't blame me…"
Her words trailed off. A woman's intuition told her that things between Yan Jue and the supreme commander were not that simple.
However, Tang Xiaomin suppressed her emotions and nodded lightly. Sudan Novel Network
"Continue."
…
Interrogating him like a criminal was a form of torture for Yan Jue.
"When I was escaping, I accidentally intruded into her residence and then lived with her for a period of time."
…
They even lived together!
Damn it!
Tang Xiaomin almost wanted to draw her sword.
She suppressed the fire in her heart and continued to pry information out of Yan Jue.
She wanted to seize this opportunity to understand Yan Jue better and see if she had been blind.
"Then, when you were living together, did anything… happen?"
"What?"
"Intimate things?"
Yan Jue thought for a moment.
"Does hugging her count?"
Tang Xiaomin almost spat out another mouthful of blood, barely holding it in.
They had even hugged, and Yan Jue was full of vigor; it was likely that…
Prying relentlessly, to the point of thoroughly exposing everything.
Tang Xiaomin regretted not having pried into Yan Jue's affairs sooner, and also regretted why she had even asked.
Even if he lied to her, as long as he continued to lie, it would still be good for her.
On second thought, being herself in both past and present lives was quite good; there was no need to be jealous of herself.
Tang Xiaomin asked again: "Did you really send me into reincarnation? For what reason? And why did that long sword end up with you?"
That was because…
Yan Jue's thoughts drifted back to their time in Xuanxia Cave.
That year, he was being pursued by ghost envoys and didn't know that Xuanxia Cave was a forbidden area, with no entry or exit.
He later learned that Xuanxia Cave was surrounded by restricting barriers, and usually, people wouldn't dare approach within ten li of it.
The reason he was able to enter that day was because the cave's owner had just experienced a great tribulation.
"Where did this little ghost come from, intruding into my residence?" A hoarse female voice, unique to women, echoed.
Yan Jue, however, was bolder than she expected and stepped forward to lift her veil.