Chapter 211
by fanqienovelChapter 211: I Send You Away
The Soul Beast halted mid-step, its small face—as cold as the Messenger of the Underworld’s—flushing crimson. All composure vanished as overwhelming embarrassment flooded its features…
“Uh… how about this!” You You interjected. “Handle your personal business first, then we’ll—”
“I can manage!” The Soul Beast cut her off stubbornly, its declaration punctuated by violent stomach growls.
“No rush! These ghosts are already contained. Maybe we should—”
“I can manage!” it insisted.
“Even beasts need bathroom breaks. There’s no shame in—”
“I can manage!” Gurgle-gurgle…
“Let’s just step outside—”
“I! CAN! MANAGE!” Gurgle-gurgle-GURGLE…
“…Fine! Manage away!” You You surrendered, exasperated by its stubbornness.
The Soul Beast’s face contorted grotesquely. It refused to revert to its original form despite the strain, resulting in horns sprouting from its scalp and a tail lashing behind. Legs tightly crossed, it stood rigidly while its stomach roared like thunder.
Gurgle… gurgle… GURGLE-RUMBLE-BOOM!
Finally collapsing, the beast rolled on the ground clutching its belly.
“Ugh…” You You facepalmed, offering a pill. “Take this. Why torture yourself? We’re not watching!”
Eyes watery from pain or humiliation, the Soul Beast gulped the pill. “Without… Messenger… won’t stop!”
“Wait—” realization struck. “You’ll keep suffering until the Messenger comes?”
The beast nodded miserably, shame burning its cheeks.
“…” What kind of messed-up job requirement is this? Suddenly Qiu Zhang’s Cultivation plans seemed less appealing.
Visions of Qiu Zhang as a ghost official sharing latrine duty with the Soul Beast flashed through her mind—
Nope. NOPE. She mentally bleach-bombed the thought.
“Help… me.” The Soul Beast weakly tugged her sleeve, resembling a belly-up kitten.
“How? I can’t contact the Messenger!” You You grimaced. Last time he’d vanished after dumping the beast on them.
“Send… residual souls…” it gasped. “You… know how!”
“Know what?” She paused. Wait—she did.
Knowledge from the seal-transfer flooded her mind. The Soul Beast didn’t eat souls—it filtered corruption from residual souls, preserving them until they naturally drifted to the Nether Realm. But when overstuffed without enough dark energy…
“You’re clogged!” she realized. “We need to manually transfer them!”
Feng Rong could extract the souls, but sending them required reaching the Nether Realm—something only Messengers could do. Unless…
Her gaming skills! That “Travel Between Realms” ability—could it work?
“Hold on!” She nodded to Feng Rong.
He tapped the beast’s forehead, pulling out chains of glowing soul orbs. You You activated her skill, belting out the mandatory chant:
“I send you far, beyond the stars—”
Feng Rong’s eyebrow twitched.
“—whether pale ghosts or midnight cars!”
The Soul Beast stared in mortified silence.
Golden light erupted. A colossal Wheel Mark dominated the sky, its radiance overpowering the lingering dark energy. Residual souls rose like reverse rain, their stains cleansing to white as they vanished into the wheel’s center. Even nearby ghosts stilled, then streamed upward in gleaming trails.
“Wheel Mark?!” The Soul Beast gaped at the phenomenon.
You You shrugged. Game mechanics trumped logic every time.