Chapter 66

Although Hua Xiajiu was inwardly shocked, he did not hear any sound throughout the entire time. If it were an ordinary Spirit Formation Realm cultivator, they would likely have screamed out loud upon encountering such a situation, even if they didn't shout at the top of their lungs.

*Whoosh, whoosh*—

A faint sound of something breaking through the air echoed. Hua Xiajiu, whose soul consciousness was difficult to use, still sensed something and couldn't help but look around, his heart jumping in alarm once again.

He realized that, at some point, two massive creatures and a human figure had appeared around him.

Hua Xiajiu, who was being held by a purple-robed old man, couldn't see the full appearance of the two massive creatures, but he could roughly determine that the one on the left was a mammoth-like zombie. A purple-robed young man with a faint smile sat cross-legged on the mammoth's back. The other massive creature was even more bizarre. It stood upright on two limbs, resembling a humanoid monster, but upon closer inspection, it had a wolf's head on a body over three meters tall, which was made up of several animal corpses sewn together. Hua Xiajiu even faintly saw a human face on its belly. A pale-faced, zombie-like purple-robed person, whose age was indistinguishable, stood on the monster's head with his hands behind his back.

The remaining human figure was also dressed in a purple robe, with his hands behind his back. At first glance, his skin appeared healthy and rosy, but upon closer inspection, one couldn't help but doubt if he was human. His eyes were identical to those of the skeleton 'cleaner' Hua Xiajiu had seen on the platform outside the stone door—two floating red lights in two black holes. In terms of eeriness and terror, he was no less than the other four monsters. This person was nearly two meters tall, which was rare among humans, but among the monsters surrounding Hua Xiajiu, he was the shortest, almost negligible compared to the zombie mammoth beside him. However, Hua Xiajiu noticed that the other three monsters kept the greatest distance from this person and looked at him with a hint of caution and fear.

"Fourth Elder, what do you mean? This boy was clearly snatched by me first, and he should logically become my disciple. Why are you blocking me from leaving?" The old man standing on the black zombie's head, holding Hua Xiajiu, saw the three people and two monsters appear and his eyes flashed with anger as he coldly questioned the old man standing on the silver skeleton's head.

"Hehe! Third Elder, you know very well that even without my interference, other fellow disciples would have acted. I just happened to be the first." The old man standing on the silver skeleton's head, facing his Third Elder's questioning, showed no fear but also didn't get angry, maintaining a calm expression.

"Enough! Stop the nonsense. I'm busy! The most pressing matter now is to quickly decide on the boy's affiliation. We can't possibly fight over this boy, can we?" The purple-robed young man sitting on the mammoth's back, with eyes like lightning, swept a seemingly authoritative gaze over the other four and said calmly.

"First Elder is right. If I'm not mistaken, it has been a hundred years since the Netherworld Mountain has taken in new disciples. This boy managed to pass through that damned Netherworld Chain, so how can he just become the disciple of whoever grabs him first?" The old man standing on the sewn corpse monster's wolf head, with a pale, zombie-like face, glanced at Hua Xiajiu, who was being held by Third Elder and was looking around but remained calm, and said in a sinister voice.

Third Elder, who was holding Hua Xiajiu, was about to say something, but seeing the purple-robed young man speak and someone agree, he knew it was too late. He grunted in dissatisfaction and was about to put Hua Xiajiu down, but then seemed to think of something and turned to Hua Xiajiu, saying, "Boy! Become my disciple, or I'll turn you into a zombie."

Hua Xiajiu, who was secretly observing the four monsters and one person and analyzing their conversation, suddenly heard Third Elder's words. He looked at the zombie under the old man and recalled his life on Earth, where he felt like a puppet, and shuddered involuntarily.

"Third Elder! You scoundrel, how dare you threaten a Spirit Formation Realm junior disciple? Put this boy down, or I'll dismantle your zombie." Before Hua Xiajiu could say anything, the purple-robed young man, who was their First Elder, angrily said.

Third Elder clearly feared the purple-robed young man. Seeing that the latter was truly angry, he didn't dare say anything more and casually dropped Hua Xiajiu. As the old man released his grip, Hua Xiajiu felt his true essence and soul regain control and used the Wind Walking Technique to land steadily on the ground, right in the middle of the five people and four monsters.

The old man standing on the sewn corpse monster saw this and laughed with a hint of schadenfreude.

Seeing this, Third Elder's anger flared up, and he shouted, "Fifth Elder! No matter who takes this boy as a disciple today, it can't be you. Otherwise, I'll dismantle your sewn corpse monster every day, and I mean it."

Fifth Elder's face changed upon hearing this, but he clearly feared what Third Elder had said. He glared fiercely at Third Elder and remained silent.

"Alright! Now let's discuss how to decide this boy's affiliation. How about this: each of us uses our own abilities, and in the end, let the boy decide for himself. Whatever happens, we must not fight over this matter and harm our harmony. Any other methods are acceptable." The purple-robed young man glanced meaningfully at Third Elder and Fifth Elder and said with a deep meaning.

After saying this, without waiting for the others to speak, he turned to Hua Xiajiu, smiled gently, and said, "I am Han Xingkui, the Law Enforcement Elder of the Netherworld Lineage and the Second Generation First Elder. I am at the Middle Stage of the Dao Inquiry Realm. In this Netherworld Mountain, except for the Lineage Head of the Netherworld Lineage—your Great Grandmaster, who is my master, I am the most powerful. How about it, boy? Will you become my disciple?"

Hua Xiajiu, hearing this, looked at First Elder Han Xingkui, showing a thoughtful expression and about to say something.

But before Hua Xiajiu could speak, the old man who had just put him down, with a displeased look on his face, quickly said, "I am Xue Yue. I rank third under the Lineage Head in this Netherworld Mountain. My strength is not as high as First Elder's, but I am at the Perfect Stage of the Soul Departure Realm. Don't be fooled by my old appearance; I am actually several hundred years younger than First Elder. So, boy, if you become my disciple, I guarantee that no one will bully you in this Netherworld Mountain—eh! In the entire Purple Nether Sect, as long as I am around. Besides, I was the first to snatch you, so it's a sign of our destiny. Don't hesitate, quickly become my disciple."

"I am Chen Dongtian, ranking fourth among this generation in the Netherworld Mountain. My strength is not inferior to Third Elder's. What Third Elder said is also what I would say. Additionally, I will give you an exquisite spirit weapon and a million spirit stones. How about it? Becoming my disciple is definitely your best choice." Before Hua Xiajiu could think about what Xue Yue said, the purple-robed old man standing on the silver skeleton, with a gentle voice, stepped forward and said, sweeping his long sleeves to put away the skeleton.

Similarly, before Hua Xiajiu could carefully consider Chen Dongtian's words, the fifth-ranked, zombie-faced purple-robed old man smiled kindly at Hua Xiajiu and said in a hoarse voice, "I am Du Buqun, ranking fifth. Besides what Third Elder said, I will give you two exquisite spirit weapons, one for attack and one for defense, and two million spirit stones for your cultivation. How about it? Who is more sincere, it's obvious, right? Who to choose, I don't need to—!" Although his smile was uglier than crying and his voice was unpleasant and chilling, Hua Xiajiu could sense his goodwill, especially after hearing about the two exquisite spirit weapons and two million spirit stones, he couldn't help but show a hint of interest.

But before this person could finish speaking, perhaps sensing Hua Xiajiu's interest, a cold snort echoed, and a chill that directly affected the soul filled the entire area. It not only cut off Du Buqun's words but also made the sewn corpse monster beside him emit a strange wail. The dozens of Soul Departure Realm cultivators nearby, who were watching in shock, showed signs of pain and turned pale.

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