Mysterious mirror hanging high

Chapter 1087 Quick Thinking

"If the cultivators of the Underworld knew that I was merely bluffing..."

That would probably be more than just going to the eighteenth level of hell and never being able to get out!

Yun Xuance was known for her quick wit, but her death this time was so sudden, and she was immediately taken to the court of judgment as soon as she woke up, leaving her with little room to think.

In fact, impersonating a true disciple of the Immortal Selection Hall is an extremely poor strategy. After all, there are only so many Immortal Selection Halls in the world, and they always share information with each other. The disciples of each hall are quite familiar with each other. No matter which Immortal Selection Hall she impersonates, the possibility of being exposed is extremely high.

But there's no turning back now that the arrow has been released. In order to prevent the true spirit from being extinguished, Yun Xuance has no choice but to grit his teeth and continue acting.

"Fellow Daoist?" Seeing that Yun Xuance remained silent for a long time, Sun Pan frowned again and a third of his doubts arose in his heart.

"This matter is of great importance. I urge you, fellow Daoist, to clarify the ownership of the Immortal Palace, so as to avoid us making a misjudgment and needlessly delaying your future."

He deliberately emphasized the word "misjudgment," his gaze sharp as a hook, locking onto every subtle fluctuation of Yun Xuance's soul.

If this person in front of him is impersonating a true disciple of the Immortal Palace, he will have made a huge fool of himself... But if the real person is mistreated or even misjudged, the consequences are not something a mere judge of the Cave Heaven Realm can bear.

He had to be extremely careful.

Just as doubts began to grow in Sun Pan's mind—

Yun Xuance suddenly raised his head and said angrily:

"presumptuous!"

"You're nothing but a judge in the underworld, how dare you interrogate me like this?!"

"I changed my name and appearance and went out to travel... This calamity was due to my bad luck, which happened to be the aftermath of the battle between the true immortals... Such a way of dying is unprecedented in the true teachings of the Immortal Palace."

"I...I wish I could erase this memory completely! Yet you keep asking me about my origins, do you want me to expose this shameful secret to the world and become a laughingstock throughout the entire Immortal Realm?!"

Sun Pan was taken aback by her sudden outburst. His expression shifted, and he began to wonder to himself...

To be killed by the aftershocks of a battle between true immortals—it's incredibly shameful to say that. It's understandable that the other party is unwilling to elaborate…

But if the other party refuses to reveal their identity, where can I send a message?

Just as Sun Pan hesitated, Yun Xuance changed the subject, his tone softening slightly, yet carrying an undeniable resolve:

"Fine! Since you can't make a decision and don't dare to take responsibility... I'll give you a compromise."

"You must not reveal my name, nor investigate which celestial palace I come from."

"You only need to send messages to all the places in the Celestial Realm that can transmit messages, and say..."

"A female cultivator with the Daoist name Linglong and nickname Sanniang has been trapped in the Netherworld for some reason, and her true spirit is temporarily detained here. We urge the elders of our sect to come and rescue her immediately!"

"Remember," Yun Xuance emphasized, "spread this news as widely as possible! It doesn't have to be confined to one corner; ideally, it should spread throughout the entire Immortal Realm, so that everyone knows!"

Upon hearing this, everyone in the courtroom, including the two judges and numerous ghost messengers, was stunned.

Instead of mentioning the specific celestial palace, they only gave the Daoist title and nickname?

And the news also needs to be spread throughout the world?

What... what kind of approach is this?

Judge Sun and Judge Liu exchanged a glance, both seeing doubt and caution in each other's eyes.

Yun Xuance appeared calm on the surface, but his heart was in his throat.

The name "Linglong" is not actually her Daoist name in a strict sense, but rather her code name when she founded the "Heavenly Destiny Pavilion" in the Immortal Continent.

As for [Third Sister], needless to say, she was able to unite with [Linglong], and she was also a female cultivator. Anyone who was close to her would naturally be able to connect with her.

"Lord Liu, what do you think?" Judge Sun asked telepathically to the ghost immortal judge beside him.

"Three parts truth, seven parts falsehood."

Judge Liu said calmly, "The fact that the underworld knows this person's name is due to the wonder of the [Register of Names]. However, the [Register of Names] is not omnipotent. Only one name can be verified. We cannot possibly know every detail of her past experiences."

"She was unwilling to reveal the immortal palace she came from, or even her own name, only spreading a Taoist title and a nickname, as if it were just a bluff."

"But we can't rule out the possibility."

"Even if there's only a sliver of truth to something like this, we should err on the side of caution and believe it's true rather than denying it..."

Judge Sun remained silent for a long time, tapping his fingers on the ledger a few more times. Finally, he took a deep breath and said in a deep voice:

"Alright! We'll do as you say!"

He then respectfully said to Judge Liu, "Lord Liu, this matter is strange and of great importance. We need you and me to jointly report this matter and use the underworld's communication methods to...disseminate this information as appropriate."

He gave Yun Xuance another deep look: "Before the Immortal Palace cultivators descend upon the Nine Netherworld, I humbly request that you stay here temporarily, fellow Daoist, and not move around at will. Ox-Head and Horse-Face, take good care of them, do not neglect them, and do not let them escape!"

"Yes!" Ox-Head and Horse-Face bowed and accepted the order.

Yun Xuance felt a slight sense of relief, knowing that he had temporarily escaped the danger of his true spirit being annihilated and his soul being scattered.

But this only delayed the crisis; it did not completely avert danger.

Her face was haughty at this moment, and she said loudly:

"I've heard that your underworld has a spiritual resource called the [Nether Soul Pearl], which can repair the soul and strengthen the ghost body? My soul is too badly injured. Please send me ten or eight quickly so I can stabilize my injuries."

Upon hearing this, Judge Sun's lips twitched: "Fellow Daoist Yun, do you know how precious the [Nether Soul Pearl] is? Even in my Underworld, it is a spiritual resource that only the Ten Kings of Hell and a few other judges can enjoy... The value of a single pearl is almost equivalent to that of an ancient spiritual artifact."

"You want me to send you ten or eight?"

Yun Xuance sneered, "I'm not taking the spirit money from the underworld for nothing. When the elders of the sect arrive, they will naturally pay me back. Are you afraid I'll renege on my debt?"

"Fine, since you don't have such spiritual resources, give me some ordinary pills to nourish my soul, that will do..."

Judge Sun readily agreed this time, and Yun Xuance then settled down in a palace in the underworld, enjoying good food and drink every day, truly living a life of luxury... The expenses on spiritual resources alone made Judge Sun feel a great pang of heartache.

Three months passed quickly. Following Yun Xuance's instructions, Sun Pan had already spread the news, but for three whole months, there was not a single sound.

Sun Panyue grew increasingly anxious. Seeing the female ghost throwing lavish banquets every day, still eating and drinking his food, seemingly without any concern for her own safety, he could only suppress his temper and continue to wait with her.

One day, Sun Pan saw Yun Xuance's spirit holding a wine cup, drinking and making merry in the hall. He was furious and his patience was almost at its limit. So he suppressed his anger and asked, "Fellow Daoist Yun, why haven't your elders come down from the Netherworld to rescue you? It's been more than three months!"

"Even if the current Immortal Realm only has three heavens, or even thirty-three heavens, a cultivator at the Mahayana stage or above should have arrived by now, after traveling through the void."

"boom!"

No sooner had he finished speaking than a loud crash was heard in the dome of the main hall, and a large hole appeared!

whoosh-

A heavy halberd with an ancient design fell from the hole and embedded itself in the floor at Sun Pan's feet.

This halberd is entirely golden-purple, with several bolts of lightning swirling around its blade.