Chapter 1323: The Emperor Is Right
There have been situations like this before.
Those unjustly dead souls, if they cannot return to life and their bodies can no longer be used,
then after they arrive in hell, their merits and sins will first be judged, and in the end the remaining years they were owed will be converted into wealth and blessings for their next life to make it up to them.
However, situations like this are relatively rare.
Black Impermanence took out the Book of Life and Death, looked it over carefully, then nodded at White Impermanence: "Our Little Empress is right."
White Impermanence said in distress, "But... now that we’re here, if we go back empty-handed, it’ll be hard to explain when we return."
Bai Zhi’er gave a little snort of laughter: "Uncle Bai, you’re getting more and more dishonest. Just tell Grandpa Yama that it’s someone I want; he naturally won’t blame you."
"Besides, how could I let you go back empty-handed? I’ve found a villain for you—his soul can be thrown into the oil cauldron, and letting you and Uncle Hei have a little feast on him won’t be a problem."
White Impermanence’s eyes lit up: "There’s a good thing like that? Where is he?"
Bai Zhi’er looked back over her shoulder at Feng Fuce: "Brother Fu Ce, Li Zhuangnian’s corpse is being temporarily kept in the government’s autopsy room, right?"
Feng Fuce nodded lightly.
Black and White Impermanence looked at the noble man whose upper body was half shrouded in darkness; the aura on him was so strong that even they felt a bit uncomfortable.
Having always known what Feng Fuce’s identity was, Black and White Impermanence chose to avoid meeting his gaze.
It was said that if you accidentally looked into the Demon Lord’s eyes, he would seize all of your Mana.
Only the powerful Little Empress dared not be afraid.
Black Impermanence flipped through the Book of Life and Death: "Li Zhuangnian... indeed died today, but Oxhead and Horseface have already been assigned to capture his soul."
"Because he committed too many evil deeds while alive, Oxhead and Horseface need to send him directly down to the Eighteen Layers of Hell."
Bai Zhi’er folded her arms: "He consecutively killed two young women; just sending him down for punishment is far too cheap for him."
"I want you to be a bit harsher—don’t let him have an easy time down there!"
Black and White Impermanence chuckled.
"Since the Little Empress has spoken, we will certainly obey!"
Before they left, they hesitated and asked, "Then... as for this Jiang Mian’s soul, we won’t take it for now. Does the Little Empress have a way to handle it?"
Bai Zhi’er nodded: "Rest assured, I definitely won’t violate the rules. I’ll manage it properly."
"And I won’t cause Grandpa Yama any trouble. Do me a favor and bring him my greetings!"
Black Impermanence said with a smile, "Last time Emperor Yama even said he must find the time to attend Your Highness the Little Empress’s Divine Enthronement."
"It’s a pity our duties are so heavy that we had no chance to go. Little Empress, here we’ll offer our congratulations in advance: may you take charge of the Heavenly Realm and bring peace to the Four Seas and Eight Deserts."
Bai Zhi’er modestly waved her hand: "I’m only a tiny bit impressive, that’s all!"
Black and White Impermanence smiled as they bid farewell.
Before leaving, they once again sneaked a cautious glance at Feng Fuce.
A gust of gloomy wind dispersed, and their figures vanished from the cool pavilion.
Feng Fuce had already walked to Bai Zhi’er’s side: "What do you plan to do with Jiang Mian’s soul?"
After all, the human body was already dead; Jiang Mian definitely couldn’t continue to remain in that body.
Moreover, as the body decayed, her soul would only grow lighter and lighter; when it drifted out, it would have no choice but to wander everywhere.
Bai Zhi’er blinked her eyes: "I remember seeing in the Heavenly Book that in the past, Upper God Nuwa molded humans from clay, and there were quite a few immortals who could shape human bodies."
"For example, Sister A Ruo—though she was transformed from a stone, Mother used Mana to condense a body for her, and thus she became a little fairy from a stone."
"But I don’t remember the Spell incantation and will have to go back to the nine layered heaven and search carefully."
"Brother Fu Ce, please have someone look after Jiang Mian’s corpse for me! I’ll go tonight."
Hearing this, Feng Fuce gave a gentle nod.
There was something he wanted to tell Bai Zhi’er, but seeing how busy she was, he decided to wait until she was done.