Wan Lei played a trick. "These four are your biological children. If they die, I don't believe you won't resurrect them."
The four little ones also widened their eyes and looked at the Immortal Venerables. It was time to prove paternal love was as strong as a mountain and maternal affection as kind as a child.
"...It's fine, we're still young, we can still have more."
"Xia Dayu, do you even hear yourself?"
Xia Yubing was the first to get angry, and the other three were also indignant.
"Alright, once you reach the battlefield, you are warriors of my Five Elements Hall, no different from others. You have no special privileges. Everything will be according to the standards of ordinary disciples, though your team is anything but ordinary.
Go on, go on, you annoy me just by looking at you."
Xia Dayu waved his hand, and the dozen of them immediately arrived outside the Cloud Peak.
"Hmph, I don't believe it. If the few of us die, they won't resurrect us. My mother will scratch him to death!"
Xia Yubing, pouting with anger, led everyone toward the arsenal in the north. His spaceship had been severely damaged last time and was still being repaired there.
After receiving his spaceship, Xia Yubing also purchased a massive amount of war materials from the arsenal. All the armaments sufficient to equip an army group were all within their grasp.
As for how much it cost, hehe, Xia Yubing only said two words: "Put it on the account." The name on the account was Xia Dayu.
Looking at the spaceship that sped away, the people at the arsenal collectively had dark lines on their faces. Who on earth would dare to ask the Immortal Venerable for money?
Arriving at the Five Elements Hall's spatial jump point, they targeted Ghost Emperor Island in the Ghost Realm. The Flying Feather shot through it.
This was their first time in the Ghost Realm. The sun in the sky was somewhat dim yellow, emitting a weak glow. The overall environment of the Ghost Realm was not much different from the Immortal Realm, but it was generally darker. Moreover, there was no spiritual energy here, only a gloomy and eerie ghost energy that cultivators of the Ghost Realm could use for practice.
They were currently above a floating island. In the center of the island stood a magnificent palace complex, which was likely the residence of the Ghost Emperor.
And to the north of Ghost Emperor Island was a breathtaking sight.
Countless soul bodies, lined up in neat rows, were heading towards the far north. A great river appeared from the void and flowed across Ghost Emperor Island.
Above the great river were over a dozen white jade bridges. The section of the bridges closest to the soul bodies had long rows of tables responsible for guiding the souls into the Six Paths of Reincarnation for reincarnation.
Depending on the merits and sins of each soul during their lifetime, their destinations would differ.
At the other end of the white jade bridges was the Ghost Realm's paramount formation, the Six Paths Reincarnation Formation.
The Six Paths of Reincarnation were divided into the Upper Three Paths and the Lower Three Paths.
The Upper Three Paths were the Heavenly Path, the Human Path, and the Asura Path. The Lower Three Paths were the Hungry Ghost Path, the Beast Path, and the Hell Path.
Those with high merits would be reincarnated into good destinies in the Upper Three Paths, while those with many sins could only enter the Lower Three Paths to suffer.
Although this served as a warning to the world to accumulate merit and do good deeds, Wan Lei felt it was inappropriate. People from a previous life, after having their memories wiped and undergoing reincarnation, would have different appearances, different memories, and even different names. They were entirely new individuals. Why should the sins committed by "that person" in the past be repaid by "me" in this life?
Or, if I commit any sin in this life, my next life's self will have nothing to do with my current self. Let him suffer whatever hardships he wants; as long as I live freely in this life, isn't that enough?
Is delayed punishment a punishment?
Is delayed justice justice?
Justice that is past its due date is merely called truth. Even if he were to suffer endless torment in his next life, the person he harmed in this life cannot be compensated.
Just like when Wan Lei investigated the case of Happy Town, he never felt he was upholding justice; he could only say he was investigating the truth.
Those killed by the Six-Eared Macaque could not be resurrected; they could not even be reborn.
"Look quickly, a spatial rift," Bao Bao shouted, pointing at the sky outside the spaceship's window.
Everyone followed his gaze and saw a spatial rift tens of thousands of miles in diameter flashing with light in the southern sky above Ghost Emperor Island. Outside the spatial rift was the endless sea of suffering.
"This is the rift opened fifty thousand years ago when the Demon Race attacked the Ghost Realm. In that battle, countless demons poured into the Ghost Realm. The Immortal Venerables fought against the Seven Great Demon Lords above Ghost Emperor Island and sealed the Demon Lords with the Primordial Universe.
Sect Master Wan Hong commanded the armies of the Immortal, Ghost, and Divine Realms. They first blocked the spatial rift and then trapped the enemies, slaughtering all the demons that had entered.
Afterward, they released the demons in batches. Although the Demon Race had a larger number of troops, miraculously, in every battle, we had a numerical advantage. It is said that after a hundred years, the demon corpses piled up on Ghost Emperor Island, and the Demon Race was severely weakened, leading to a ceasefire."
Wan Qianxin explained to everyone.
"Then why didn't the Immortal Venerables repair this rift after the great battle?"
Wan Qianxin replied,
"My father said at the time that this rift should be left as it is, to remind the people of the prime plane not to forget national humiliation, to strive for self-improvement, and to always be vigilant that strong enemies are still lurking outside.
At the same time, this rift can also serve as a passage for the prime plane's armies to freely move between the prime plane and the sea of suffering."
"Understood."
After nodding, everyone was about to fly their spaceship through the rift, but Wan Lei stopped them.
He had an important matter to attend to.
Back in the Thunder Wind Realm, the Ghost Emperor had given him much guidance, and he had also said that when he arrived in the Ghost Realm in the future, he would personally express his gratitude for the Ghost Emperor's great kindness.
Now that he had arrived at Ghost Emperor Island, he could finally fulfill his wish.
However, unfortunately, when he took Fang Xiaoyu to the Ghost Emperor Hall, they were informed that the front line was in crisis, and the Ghost Emperor had led the Ghost Realm army to reinforce it.
Not only the Ghost Emperor, but even his wife, the Illusion Saint Li Mengran, had gone.
There was nothing they could do, so Wan Lei had to give up and, with his team, exited through the rift and arrived at the Five Elements Hall's General Logistics Base outside the rift.
The Five Elements Hall's Sea of Suffering General Base was located on a fractured continent. It stretched as far as the eye could see, densely packed with barracks and defensive fortifications.
They piloted their spaceship and proceeded smoothly to the logistics headquarters.
"We need to see the Chief of Logistics. Although he doesn't have the authority to command troops, all material allocations must pass through him,"
Wan Qianxin introduced to everyone. Bao Bao ran ahead with a look of excitement on his small face.
Finally, on the top floor, they entered the largest office and saw the Chief of Logistics.
This person appeared to be a young man, with slicked-back shiny hair, wearing a tank top and shorts, casually shuffling into slippers. He was sitting in a lounge chair, leisurely drinking tea, with steam rising from the tea table beside him.
This was not a Chief of Logistics at all; he looked like a rich second-generation loafer on vacation.
Just as Wan Lei was secretly despising this person, Bao Bao, who had run ahead, suddenly pounced into the person's arms.
"Daddy, Daddy, Daddy..."
Everyone looked at each other in bewilderment. This person was Bao Bao's father? Mu Xian Zun's husband? The Immortal Realm's number one kept man?
Well, he did look a bit like a kept man.