606 Temporary Compromise
“A wise man understands the circumstances. I admire you very much. Are you willing to work under me?” Judge Pan Kui said.

“I won’t refuse!” He Chuan thought for a moment and nodded.

“We will all be colleagues in the future. Let me introduce you. This is the Pig Ghost King, the Evil Spirit Yin Commander. This is the Fish Gills, the Insect Yin Commander. Our new colleague, He Chuan,” Judge Pan Kui said with a smile.

A few of them pretended to have seen him before, and Judge Pan Kui secretly access He Chuan.

His first impression was not bad. This person knew how to adapt to the situation, understood the situation, and looked at people’s expressions.

Compared to the faceless Fish Gills and the pig brain ghost king, he was more enthusiastic.

However, he was still a newbie, so he definitely had some pride in his heart.

As a superior, before ordering his subordinates around, he must first hone their minds, eliminate their arrogance, and make them do their best.

“Do you all know each other? Let’s go back first.” Judge Pan Kui took out his iron pen and drew a line in the air.

The void cracked open and the group flew in.

Everyone came to the Yamen. On both sides were ferocious ghosts and gods holding signs like statues. In the middle of the back was a case with a register, a gavel, an inkstone, and so on.

“Below the Netherworld Ten Halls are the Six Cases and Three Divisions. I am Judge Pan Kui, the head of the Judge Division.” Pan Kui introduced the system of the Netherworld to He Chuan.

Six Cases were under the Three Divisions, and the two people beside him were the masters of two of them.

“You’ll understand other things later. Your world is not bad. Go there tomorrow and hold a welcoming banquet.” Six Cases and Three Divisions controlled a total of four worlds.

If it increased further, with his contribution, he might be able to advance further.

“Alright.” He Chuan nodded.

“Logically speaking, the welcoming banquet should be held in the Underworld. There aren’t many people in the Underworld now, so I can go to your place to take a look at the situation first.” Judge Pan Kui said again.

After exchanging coordinates, He Chuan flew back.
After killing Godking of the Scorching Sun Dynasty and Heavenly Emperor Tianfang, there were still many things to deal with.

He wondered how the battle situation with Celestial Cultivator side was.

Thinking of this, He Chuan quickly flew towards Black Water Disaster Star.

An hour later, the pitch-black star entered his sight.

The star wasn’t damaged much. The area within ten thousand miles of the planet was filled with meteorite fragments.

This was the gravel produced by the aftermath of the battle between experts.

Now that things had calmed down and there were no signs of fighting, it should have ended.

The green light flew over from afar and stopped steadily beside He Chuan.

“Fellow Daoist He Chuan, you’re still alive?” It was Daoist Yimu.

“Greetings, Fellow Daoist Yimu. I was lucky enough to escape. Where did Lord Yin go?” He Chuan looked around and asked curiously.

“Lord Yin and Daoist Lan Yan are going to chase after them. You came just in time. Let’s wait for them.” The two of them started chatting.

After Green Emperor kidnapped He Chuan, Lord Yin and the other two were held back by Celestial Cultivator and could not be rescued in time.

The Celestial Cultivator suffered several divine lights and escaped with heavy injuries. Lord Yin and the others followed after Celestial Cultivator and left.

He Chuan was bored, so he drew a few talismans in the air.

The Black Water surged and rolled in the air. It flew into the boundless void and rushed into the chaotic flow of gravel. The surrounding gravel array disappeared.

Seeing this, Daoist Yimu couldn’t help but sigh. He had only been here for a few months, but his control over Black Water had already reached such a level.

No wonder Lord Yin valued him so much.

An hour later.

Several rays of light jumped out from the void. The one leading them was Lord Yin.

“You’re still alive. How could Green Emperor let you go?” Lord Yin was slightly surprised.

“I used some small tricks to escape.” He Chuan said.

Lord Yin didn’t probe further. Instead, he nodded and told everyone to gather at the sun.

Lord Yang followed behind him silently.

“The Celestial Cultivator is injured. He shouldn’t be able to cause any trouble during this period of time. He should recuperate for at least a hundred years.” Lord Yin Xi Zhao said.

“A hundred years is enough.” He Chuan could not help but nod.

Now that he had joined Netherworld, he basically didn’t have to worry about others taking revenge. He was only worried about Netherworld.

If he were to be arranged for a position like Yuan Emperor, he could only immerse himself in it for ten thousand years to climb up.

The most important thing now was to settle his position. At the very least, it shouldn’t be too bad.

“Someone will have to deal with the aftermath of Godking of the Scorching Sun Dynasty and Heavenly Emperor Tianfang. Fellow Daoist He Chuan has contributed the most, so everyone should listen to his opinion.” Inside the Sun Palace, Lord Yin sat on the main seat, and the Star Lords sat beside him.

As soon as he finished speaking, everyone looked at He Chuan.

“Godking of the Scorching Sun Dynasty’s territory belongs to me.” He Chuan said.

The Divine Dynasty Avatar of a God Realm cultivator was not that simple. The Divine Dynasty was an Avatar. As long as the Avatar was not destroyed, the true body would not be destroyed.

This time, his primordial spirit was captured and would be resurrected in a few years.

Therefore, He Chuan had to take it down completely. Moreover, the Scorching Sun Dynasty was vast, and the Reincarnation Palace could suck blood from their territory.

The others left, leaving only He Chuan and Xi Zhao.

“What else do you want?” Xi Zhao asked.

“I have something important to report.” He Chuan organized his words.

“They saved you?” Xi Zhao immediately reacted.

“The Judge of the Judge Division saved me.” He Chuan did not hide anything.

“No wonder. I can understand this.”

The Netherworld faction was notorious, and he had heard of their deeds.

He was good at harvesting worlds. Every person who cultivated Netherworld Dao would enter the Book of Life and Death. Once their cultivation reached a certain level, they would be forcefully captured.

However, Xi Zhao wasn’t afraid of this power.

Netherworld was different from the other forces. They did not want to dominate the world. They only wanted the authority of the Netherworld.

Every time they came to an unfamiliar world, they would start to build the Netherworld, kill a few troublemakers, and then be cut off from the human world.

To the people of the Netherworld, a chaotic world with complicated interests was always more lively than the Netherworld.

In short, he did not provoke them and restrained the evil disciples from provoking them.

“What should we do next?” Xi Zhao said.

No matter what, He Chuan was still one of the Star Lords of the Heavenly Constellations. He had to arrange for a successor when he left.

“Try my best to stay in this world.” Of course, He Chuan didn’t want to go, but he had no choice.

“Then why don’t we choose someone else?” Xi Zhao nodded. The Star Lord of the Heavenly Constellations was also the person in charge of the Netherworld, which undoubtedly increased the influence of the Heavenly Constellations.

He Chuan left the Black Water Disaster Star and flew to the center of the planet.

The Great Yan Star probably wouldn’t come over during this period of time. He was probably licking his wounds in silence.

In the territory of the Scorching Sun Dynasty.

It was like hell on earth. Broken mountains and collapsed cities were everywhere. Corpses and remains of people appeared on the roadside from time to time. Flies flew everywhere, and the stench was overwhelming.

People came and went inside the city. The coolies carried stones and built the damaged city walls.

He Chuan slowly walked into the city. The population of the city was much smaller. The remaining people had sad expressions, but their eyes were firm and upward. They had a sense of struggle after surviving a disaster.

“Everyone, be quick. We’ll have a good meal later.” The elegant cultivator came on his sword and urged the mortals around him. His tone was gentle, and the mortals were not afraid. Instead, they teased him.

“Little Lang Jun, the weather is too hot. Use magic to make some ice water.”

“Can you turn it into a roasted whole lamb?”

“After repairing this section of the city wall, there will be enough ice water pipes. I’ll catch a few for you in the wild and roast a whole lamb later.” The cultivator said helplessly.

In the Scorching Sun Dynasty, the relationship between cultivators and mortals was not as tense as in other places. With the restrictions of the imperial court, the behavior of cultivators was regulated and they were more reasonable.