"Bastard, Yuqiao!"

Just then, Xie Xiaofeng and Tang Jing came running from the darkness of the night.

After glancing at Zhao Chong, Tang Jing looked at Ye Yuqiao and asked, "Yuqiao, has something happened in the Netherworld?"

Ye Yuqiao nodded her head and immediately sent a coded message to Chen Hao in her heart, "Chen Hao, our descent into the Netherworld is to confront King Wanfa and the Dark Law King. It's very likely a one-way trip, so we won't bring Xiao Feng and Tang Jing today."

"Hmm! That's exactly what I was thinking! We'll take them with us some other time."

"Then are you scared?" Ye Yuqiao continued to question Chen Hao via telepathy, "You might never come back from this trip to the Netherworld."

"I'm only afraid of losing you!" Chen Hao replied quickly, "I'm not afraid of anything else. If we really have to die, we should die together."

A very faint smile appeared on Ye Yuqiao's face, and she felt a deep satisfaction in her heart. She turned her gaze to Xie Xiaofeng and Tang Jing and said, "Xiao Feng, Tang Jing, we are going to the Netherworld soon. So we need to return to Y City first to properly say goodbye to our families and friends."

Xie Xiaofeng and Tang Jing were startled at first, then nodded their heads.

Shortly after that, Zhao Chong and Ye Yuqiao took Chen Hao, Xie Xiaofeng, and Tang Jing back to Y City, in front of Xie Xiaofeng's house.

"Xiao Feng, remember to say a proper goodbye to your family," Ye Yuqiao said. "Meet at Chen Hao's house at 8 o'clock tomorrow morning."

"Hmm!" Xie Xiaofeng nodded and walked towards his house's entrance.

"Xie Xiaofeng!" Chen Hao hurriedly called out to Xie Xiaofeng.

Xie Xiaofeng turned around, looking at Chen Hao with a blank expression and asked, "Bastard, what's up?"

Chen Hao's face darkened; he really wanted to say a few words of farewell to Xie Xiaofeng. It was very possible that after today, they would never see each other again.

"Actually, you're an even bigger bastard than I am!" After thinking for a long time, Chen Hao finally squeezed out these words. A bitter and indescribable sadness surged from the bottom of his heart, making him suddenly feel an urge to cry.

But he held it back.

Xie Xiaofeng burst into laughter twice, then flipped Chen Hao the bird and said, "See you tomorrow!"

"See you tomorrow!" Chen Hao waved, his heart filled with a deeper farewell. He coughed twice and suddenly realized that the corners of his eyes were a bit moist.

At that moment, Ye Yuqiao's soft and warm hand held Chen Hao's left hand while she sent him a coded message, "Don't be sad, it's time to take Tang Jing home."

Chen Hao nodded slightly, and together with Ye Yuqiao, turned to face Tang Jing.

"Yuqiao, there's no one at my home!" Tang Jing said with a solemn face. "And since my brother is on a secret mission and can't be contacted, I won't go home. I'll just wait with you at the bastard's place for Xiao Feng."

Ye Yuqiao let go of Chen Hao's hand, walked over to Tang Jing, and hugged her.

"Silly child, there may be no one at home, but there are memories there. Go back and have a good sleep, think about the past, and write a letter to leave for your brother, Tang Chao," Ye Yuqiao whispered gently in Tang Jing's ear—her tone was like that of an older sister treating her younger sister.

"Alright then!" Tang Jing agreed, her brows slightly furrowed, feeling that Ye Yuqiao's behavior was somewhat unusual.

Ye Yuqiao wanted to say more to Tang Jing, but fearing she would give herself away, she decided against it. The only thing she could do was to hug Tang Jing even tighter. She was thankful for having met a best friend and friend like Tang Jing in the mortal world. Although they both liked Chen Hao, it never led to any unpleasantness between them.

After sending Tang Jing home, Chen Hao, Ye Yuqiao, and Zhao Chong went to Chen Hao's house.

Suddenly, Ye Yuqiao threw herself into Chen Hao's arms and began to sob softly.

Chen Hao stroked Ye Yuqiao's head to comfort her, knowing that she was sad because she feared she might never see Tang Jing again.

Beside them, Zhao Chong squinted slightly, finding the Ye Yuqiao before him somewhat unfamiliar. Had it been the Ye Yuqiao from eighteen years ago, she would never have cried in front of him.

He didn't know whether Chen Hao had changed the once indifferent Ye Yuqiao, or if she had always been a person who was cold on the outside but warm on the inside.

"Yuqiao, don't be sad," he said. "We'll definitely meet Xiao Feng and Tang Jing again."

Not long after, Zhao Chong opened the gate to the Netherworld, and Chen Hao and Ye Yuqiao followed him into it. On the living room table at home, Chen Hao left behind a note.

He had a thousand words to leave for Xie Xiaofeng and Tang Jing, to thank them for their companionship over the past year, for their shared life and death, for the trust and friendship between them, and so on. In the end, however, he only left a few words on the note: Sorry, Yuqiao and I have gone to the Netherworld first, hopefully, we can meet again.

Inside the Netherworld gate, in the blink of an eye, Chen Hao, Ye Yuqiao, and Zhao Chong appeared in the wetlands of a great river, at the spot where Zhao Chong had left Netherworld City.

In an instant, countless flashes of blades and swords filled their vision, and the tranquil night was torn apart by the clanging sounds of swords clashing and cries of battle.

The people from the Zhao and Zhou families had been located by the 6,000-strong searching royal guard troops, and the two sides were engaged in battle. Fortunately, with the avatars of Niu Tou and Ma Mian, those from the Zhao and Zhou families were not at a disadvantage. However, it was likely that more royal guard troops would be arriving soon.

"Wear this first!" Zhao Chong immediately pulled a silk scarf from his sleeve and handed it to Ye Yuqiao.

"It's time for you to step up!" Zhao Chong said, patting Chen Hao on the shoulder.

Chen Hao looked somewhat dazed, finding it difficult to adapt to the idea of having to kill as soon as he arrived in the Netherworld.

"Clan Leader Zhao!" At that moment, Clan Leader Zhou Ke of the Zhou Family retreated to Zhao Chong's side, "You've returned at just the right time!"

As he spoke, Wu Ke turned his gaze to Chen Hao and said in a tone of surprise, "Are you Chen Hao?"

Chen Hao nodded blankly.

"It's an honor to meet you!" Zhou Ke's eyes were filled with respect and curiosity, "I am Zhou Ke."

"You're the Clan Leader of one of the Eight Great Clans, the Wu Family!" Chen Hao sighed, viewing Zhou Ke as a figure of similar stature and status to Zhao Chong. He hadn't expected Zhou Ke to be so approachable, a stark contrast to Zhao Chong.

"And this young lady is?" Zhou Ke's eyes were already fixed on Ye Yuqiao, his expression puzzled.

Suddenly, a cavalryman from the Ghost King's royal guard approached on a red horse with hooves kicking up red smoke, his long saber cutting horizontally towards them.

A dazzling purple light burst forth from Chen Hao's eyes, forcing the cavalryman back.

Chen Hao leaped forward and, without realizing it, a sword had appeared in his right hand—the Heartless Sword. A flash of cold light from the sword and like a swift gust, Chen Hao reached the cavalryman's side.

Before his sword could stab the cavalryman, the Sword Qi had already cut several slashes into both the cavalryman and his horse.

After the horse neighed a few times, it collapsed onto the ground with a thud.

"Whoosh," like another gust of wind, Chen Hao landed in a forest mired in chaos.

"Sword Qi, vanish!"

The Sword Qi dispersed, wailing like the wind, wounding several of the royal guard soldiers nearby.

"Chen Hao, you've arrived!" Niu Tou greeted him with a smile.

"Ah! Chen Hao, you're Chen Hao!"

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