Chapter 44
This Evil God turned out to be a Yinsi!
Li Yi was shocked. After seeing the true form of this Fierce Ghost, that long red tongue reminded him of the portraits of soul-fetching envoys from before he transmigrated.
So he casually asked a question, not expecting that the other party really was a Yinsi.
Li Yi had originally thought that there was no Underworld in this world.
If this world had an Underworld, how could the living realm be in such chaos?
But the Evil Ghost’s answer took Li Yi by surprise.
He couldn’t help but recall that when he first arrived in this world, one of the options the System gave him as a reward was to meet the Yinsi of this world.
However, at the time, the reward from another option was more useful to him, so he gave up on that choice.
Li Yi felt like he missed out on a fortune.
But perhaps it was for the best. Whether the Yinsi of this world are righteous or evil is still unclear.
At least judging by the character of the Yinsi before him now.
If he had really chosen that option back then, he might not have survived until now.
How did the dignified Underworld Yinsi become the Evil God of a cult? Did the Underworld of this world undergo a rebellion?
But now was not the time to think about these things.
Li Yi saw that the Yinsi’s tongue was already stretched out in front of him, saliva dripping-clearly starving for who knows how many years.
As a friendly citizen of the living realm, how could he not offer something for the hungry Yinsi to taste?
He immediately pulled out a sock from his pocket that hadn’t been washed for half a week and quickly tied it to the Yinsi’s tongue.
The stench of the sock was astonishing. The moment he took it out, Li Yi couldn’t help but wrinkle his nose.
Green mold had already grown on it, making for a visually shocking sight.
Just looking at it, one could feel the terrifying aura carried by the sock.
In a flash, Li Yi’s movements were so fast they left afterimages.
After smearing the sock onto the Evil Ghost’s tongue, Li Yi quickly retreated, pulling Wu Qian behind him.
The Fierce Ghost felt something on its tongue and instantly retracted it without hesitation.
Meanwhile, Li Yi was already hugging Wu Qian and had darted to the corner ten meters away.
“The taste of food.”
Li Yi’s actions took only an instant. The Evil Ghost hadn’t even reacted before it had swallowed the sock.
A greedy smile appeared on its face, but the next moment, as it savored the lingering taste in its mouth-
“Ugh… ugh…”
“What did you make me eat?”
The Fierce Ghost’s eyes widened. The taste was like a piece of aged stinky tofu dropped into a cesspit, fermented, and then trampled by hundreds of sweaty-footed aunties-unbearably foul, so disgusting even a ghost wanted to die.
Without thinking, it started vomiting.
“Ugh, ugh, ugh.”
It might be a ghost, but you’re truly inhuman.
[Shocking! Evil Ghost curses in public, all because a man fed it something like this…]
[Shocking! A certain Streamer feeds an Evil Ghost live on air, but the ending is unexpectedly heartwarming!]
[Ghost: I just want to die!]
Seeing the Fierce Ghost’s reaction, Li Yi smiled sheepishly and said, “This sock hasn’t been washed for a while.”
“But the quality is guaranteed. Socks from the second-hand market, thirty cents a pair-one keeps you alert, two never get tired, three grant immortality.”
“The taste is absolutely amazing.”
[“No need for this, Streamer. Killing is one thing, but with this move, I’d call you the top Spirit Binder among us.”]
[“Brothers, if you ever become a ghost after death, make sure you’re not in the same city as the Streamer. He’ll stuff a sock in your mouth at any moment-who could stand that?”]
“Excuse me, do these socks guarantee ripeness?”
“Hey upstairs, these socks guarantee ripeness-do you dare to eat them?”
Li Yi felt a bit regretful; before leaving, he had only brought this one sock with him, instead of taking all the stock from home.
At least it counted as waste utilization.
This whole operation had truly opened the door to a new world for him.
Fierce Ghosts were like trash cans-now, all those odds and ends at home finally had a place to go.
“Yinsi, how does it taste? Does it remind you of your hometown?
If you don’t think it’s enough, I still have two pairs on my feet.” Li Yi grinned.
Hearing Li Yi mention this again, the Evil Ghost retched once more-hometown flavor.
Indeed, this taste was comparable to hell.
“You’re courting death!”
The Evil Ghost’s face twisted with rage. With a wave of its hand, the scene around them changed abruptly.
Boundless Yin energy gathered like clouds; the walls, floor, and air gradually turned crimson, as if the world was made of blood.
The true form of the Ghost Domain was revealed-this was a space just like the Mirror Ghost, under the Evil Ghost’s control.
It could manipulate everything within the space at will.
In the sea of blood, countless twisted figures emerged, stretching endlessly. These figures shared one common trait:
They had no tongues. Their mouths were open, silently screaming.
So it really was a Yinsi from the Underworld.
Looking at this scene, Li Yi became even more certain-it was a Yinsi from the Tongue-Pulling Hell.
Legend has it that the Underworld contains the Eighteen Hells. The Tongue-Pulling Hell, according to Chinese folklore, is one of the Eighteen Hells. Those who, in life, sow discord, slander others, speak with slick tongues, argue cleverly, or lie,
are cast into the Tongue-Pulling Hell after death, where ghosts pry open their mouths, clamp their tongues with iron tongs, and pull them out alive.
“Li Yi!”
Seeing this, Wu Qian’s face turned pale, her eyes filled with deep terror.
She couldn’t help but grab the corner of Li Yi’s shirt.
“Don’t be afraid, it’s all an illusion.”
Li Yi’s voice was calm. If this Yinsi could still summon a complete Tongue-Pulling Hell, he might have feared it somewhat.
Unfortunately, who knows what this Yinsi had gone through.
The Ghost Domain was now just an empty shell, only intimidating in appearance.
“Golden Light Incantation.”
Li Yi formed a hand seal, and a golden barrier instantly enveloped the two of them.
Li Yi’s calmness eased much of Wu Qian’s anxiety.
Everything she had experienced today was beyond her understanding-the Evil God Cult, the sacrificial offerings, and now this terrifying Ghost Domain were all things she could never handle alone.
Only this man before her could give her a sliver of security.
“Heh, so you’re just a turtle hiding in its shell? I’d like to see how long your shell can hold out.”
The Evil Ghost sneered at Li Yi’s actions.
But to its surprise, Li Yi was not angry at all.
Instead, he chuckled lightly-a taunt directed at the Evil Ghost.
“Who told you the Golden Light Incantation is only for defense?”
“Earthly Profound Sect, root of all energies, cultivated through countless tribulations, attesting to my divine powers.”
Li Yi’s voice rang out, and the golden barrier suddenly flared with intense light.
“Within and beyond the Three Realms, only the Dao is supreme; my body is covered in golden light, shining upon me.”
“Not good!”
As Li Yi finished his incantation, a sense of foreboding rose in the Evil Ghost’s heart.