The Miracle Doctor's Two-Faced Toddler

Chapter 1242: Untitled

Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

The sky was dark, as if it was going to be night. At first, Yan Xiaosi thought that it was because of the weather, but when she found out that it was the Netherworld, she understood.

“I heard that there’s no day in the Netherworld. Is that true?” Yan Xiaosi asked the Demon Lord.

The Demon Lord shook his head. “I don’t know. I’ve never been here.”

The way they had come was already filled with a new fog. On both sides of them were forests covered in fog. The path in the middle was winding, as if it led to a canyon. The two of them walked for a while. Suddenly, the Demon Lord untied Yan Xiaosi’s small basket and carried it on his back.

Yan Xiaosi hummed a tune as she walked forward. The Demon Lord looked at her heartless appearance and could not help but ask, “Aren’t you afraid?”

Yan Xiaosi turned her head and looked at him strangely. “Isn’t there you? Why should I be afraid?”

The Demon Lord was slightly stunned.

Yan Xiaosi chuckled. “You can even defeat the Holy Master. There shouldn’t be many people in the Netherworld who are your match, right?”

The Demon Lord suddenly stopped in his tracks and looked at her evilly and dangerously. “Are you so sure that I won’t leave you here alone? Or perhaps I colluded with the culprit to kill you and the Holy Master in the Netherworld?”

Yan Xiaosi blinked. “Will you?”

The Demon Lord gave her a look to let her understand it herself.

If he wanted to kill the two of them, he would have done it in the valley. There was no need to lure them into the Netherworld in front of so many people to kill them. They came in together, but when they went out, he was the only one left. Could he clear himself?

Yan Xiaosi knew that he was scaring her and did not really take it to heart. They walked for about an hour before Yan Xiaosi suddenly thought of something and asked, “Why do you think… those people were captured? Are they still alive?”

The Demon Lord said, “I’m not sure why they were captured, but… it’s unlikely that they’re all alive.”

“Why do you say that?” Yan Xiaosi asked.

The Demon Lord looked at the canyon in front of him. They were already very close to there. “This is the Netherworld. The yin energy is too strong. If they stay for a long time, their cultivation and lifespan will be damaged. Ordinary people might die in less than twenty-four hours. Cultivators… can live a little longer, but that’s only if the culprit doesn’t harm them. If the culprit has other motives, I’m afraid they’re in trouble.”

“Oh.” Yan Xiaosi understood.

Seeing that she did not seem to be worried about him at all, the Demon Lord sighed and said, “We only have twenty-four hours. When the time is up, whether we save them or not, I will bring you out of here.”

Yan Xiaosi pointed at him and herself. “The two of us should be fine, right?”

Of course, the bodies of the Holy Master and the Demon Lord would be fine, but the vital energy in Yan Xiaosi’s body was suppressed. It was not a good thing to stay in the Netherworld for too long.

The Demon Lord threw him down.

“What’s wrong with him?” Yan Xiaosi asked.

The Demon Lord took out a clean white handkerchief and wiped the hand that had touched the messenger’s neck. His thin lips opened slightly and he said, “Nothing, he just fainted.”

He walked to another underworld messenger who had long fainted and also shot a black light into the space between his eyebrows. It had always been the underworld messengers who erased other people’s memories, but this was the first time their memories had been erased.

They would not remember what had happened, including the existence of this jade flute.

“Xiao Zhao, what are you thinking about?” Yan Xiaosi realized that the Demon Lord was deep in thought.

The Demon Lord gently gripped the handkerchief that was used to wipe his hand and shattered it into smoke. “I thought of a problem. We encountered the guards of the Netherworld as soon as we entered the Netherworld. This shouldn’t be a coincidence. Perhaps every time someone barges in, the Netherworld will sense it and instruct the nearby guards to investigate. Then, why hasn’t that demonic cultivator been discovered yet after coming to the Netherworld so many times?”

Using him as an example, he had encountered the guards today and could clear their memories once. But if the guards had lost too many memories, there would always be flaws, unless… he had helpers who had been helping him hide his traces.

“You suspect that he has help?” Yan Xiaosi was not stupid. She could guess that the demonic cultivator alone was not enough. Not everyone had a strange physique like Yan Xiaosi. He first had to have a token to enter and leave the Netherworld freely, but where did he get the token? Moreover, even if he could steal it, it would be difficult to deceive all the Netherworld’s guards alone.

“If he really has help, I’m afraid the other party isn’t a small fry in the

Netherworld. Otherwise, they wouldn’t have been able to deceive the

Netherworld.” Yan Xiaosi sighed. ‘Where can we find them?”

“We’ll be able to find it soon.” The Demon Lord looked at the jade flute in his hand and tapped his glabella with his fingertip. He introduced a demonic energy into the jade flute, and the jade flute seemed to have come to life and flew into the sky.

“Follow it!” The Demon Lord said.

“I… I don’t know how to fly!” Yan Xiaosi scratched her head.

The Demon Lord wrapped his arm around her waist and stood on the jade flute.

The jade flute brought them through the canyon and rode the clouds to a silent courtyard.

This courtyard was different from the scenery they had seen along the way. Not only was it inlaid with Night-Luminescent Pearls that emitted a gentle light, but there were also colorful flowers planted in the courtyard. As the cold wind blew, a faint fragrance wafted over.

Yan Xiaosi sniffed. “It smells so good. Do you smell it? I didn’t smell anything along the way. I only smelled the fragrance of flowers here.”

The Demon Lord stared coldly at the closed door in the courtyard. “There’s no sense of smell in the Netherworld. What you smell is not the fragrance of flowers, but Ghost Mother’s illusion.”

A woman’s sinister laughter suddenly came from behind the door.

“Hahahaha…! It’s rare for someone to recognize my identity the first time they come to me and even see through my illusion.. Alright, I, the Ghost Mother, will personally meet you today!”

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