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This journey was different from the previous ones.
Shen Ye left the human territory, flew over towering mountains, constantly accelerating along the way—
Thanks to his All Attributes now reaching 19 points, such flight no longer made him feel tired; on the contrary, there was an exciting sense of ease.
—Last ti he flew here, he had almost used up all his strength!
Shen Ye switched to the Death Camouflage Cloak, transforming into Baxter and landed straight in the Undead Town.
"I need to use the Teleportation Array."
He told the Undead Guards of the town.
"You are—"
"Divas Baxter."
"Baxter? What exactly is your profession?"
"Divas! Baxter! I co from the Imperial Dark Night Rose Dance Troupe!" Shen Ye said furiously.
"Sorry, this is a small place; we seldom see Divas—My lord, please co this way."
In the face of such a big shot, the town's efficiency was quite high.
After all, a long ti ago, Mada Daisy had said that Divas could enjoy a ten percent discount on purchases, free entry to any shop, and use of the city's High-level Teleportation Array.
This was a professional privilege.
Shen Ye stood in the center of the Teleportation Array, casually tossing out a handful of Bone Coins.
"Rember ; co to my concert when you're free."
The teleportation light flashed.
Eternal Night City.
Shen Ye stepped down from the Teleportation Array, and before he could leave the hall, he was stopped by two guards.
"Baxter?"
"It's ."
"Lord Earl wants to see you, imdiately!"
"Then lead the way."
A few minutes later.
Shadow Manor.
The study room.
Lord Earl, Mada Daisy, and several other High-level Professionals were gathered together.
"A divine battle took place at Thunder Fortress?" the Earl asked.
"Yes, I saw the Chieftain being defeated by a Divine Spirit," Shen Ye said.
The Dao Technique used by Song Qingyun, along with the current situation, made him more sober.
"How did you know it was a Divine Spirit?" the Earl asked.
"The Chieftain said it."
Shen Ye lifted up his pant leg, showing the remaining Curse Seal of the iron shackles on his ankle.
"Lord Earl, there's no mistake, this is the 'Chieftain's Invitation', quite domineering," a Banshee aide said.
"How did you get this, didn't you use the contract I gave you to summon the Guardian?" the Earl asked.
"Hmph," Shen Ye sneered, "I summoned Kevin, but he let E Mutu take the orcs and place this restriction on without doing anything."
"Really?" Mada Daisy's face showed anger.
"It's a miracle I made it back alive," Shen Ye said.
Mada Daisy looked at the Earl, weeping:
"Lord Earl, you see—"
"Soone, verify this," the Earl ordered, unfazed.
An aide took a step back and disappeared.
"So, what's the situation at Thunder Fortress now?" the Earl inquired.
"The Chieftain is dead; a centaur calling himself Karula appeared, saying he would take the orcs back to their ancestral lands and no longer participate in the continental strife," Shen Ye reported.
As Shen Ye spoke, he suddenly looked with surprise toward the table in the Earl's study.
Noticing his expression change, everyone else looked in the direction of the table.
—There was nothing there!
"What are you looking at, Baxter?" Mada Daisy asked.
Shen Ye leaned in closer, intently watching a spot of empty space on the table.
A faint light appeared and condensed into small letters:
"The 'Song and Dance of Youth's strength takes a brief breath, activated once again!"
Swoosh swoosh swoosh—
Several figures landed.
"The second performance is about to start!"
They proclaid in unison.
Shen Ye fixed his gaze and recognized them as Xi Yangyang, i Yangyang, and Lan Yangyang.
Three goats signal a good on?
Nice symbolism!
But—
Shen Ye's expression beca serious, and he shouted:
"Wait! Your appearance fee is too high, can you change to soone else please?"
"We are just here to warm up the crowd," the three said in unison, "Now we will summon for you a character that doesn't require a fee!"
They lined up in the formation of the Rabbit Dance, singing in chorus:
"Let's row our oars!"
Swoosh—
The three disappeared simultaneously.
Nezha descended from the sky, placing two Wind Fire Wheels on the table, one hand scratching a record, the other making an "I love you" gesture, singing:
"YO! This Shen Ye died in the land of 996, his soul wandering in a foreign Otherworld, he really didn't want to be asked too much, for if he is, his soul shatters with heartache; rather, everyone sing along with my rhythm!"
Shen Ye at this point couldn't resist his own Negative Music.
He joined in, quickly recalling his past life, tears almost coming down, as he followed the rhythm and sang:
"Outside the long pavilion, by the ancient road, that fragrant grass reaching the sky! The warm wind caressing the willows, the flute sounds lingering, that sunset beyond the mountains!"
The Banshee leader behind the Earl suddenly let out a piercing scream.
Shen Ye was startled into immobility.
"Lord Earl, he seems to be engaging in so kind of musical creation," Mada Daisy explained.
—Indeed, as soon as Shen Ye began to sing, everyone standing began to bob their heads and sway their hips.
As if subconsciously ready to conga together, they started to perform so kind of strange dance.
The Earl sat there, keeping ti with his hands.
Thankfully, the Banshee leader, who specialized in soul magic, broke off this process in an instant.
At this point, everyone composed themselves and straightened their attire without changing expression, each internally praising.
—Truly worthy of the Chief Diva of the Dark Night Rose Dance Troupe!
The artistic expression is too powerful!
The Earl pondered for a mont and then asked:
"Banshee leader, what is your opinion?"
The Banshee stepped forward, carefully observing Shen Ye, and whispered:
"...Yes, he is indeed in a state of artistic epiphany, emotionally charged and in sorrow. At the mont, consider him out of his mind, perhaps even a bit deranged."
"Shadow Demon Snake Leader, you are also skilled in playing with souls, have a look too," the Earl said.
A man shrouded in black mist stepped forward, circled Shen Ye, and with an air of show, nodded and said:
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"I have the sa judgnt as the Banshee."
"Can he be all right?" asked the Earl.
"Just lock him up and give him a beating," the man said.
"No!" scread Mada Daisy, "He's a Diva! He must not be subjected to such humiliation!"
"...I still have use for this Diva, there's no need to be so rough, that would make him resentful," the Earl frowned.
"Of course, there is another way," said the Banshee.
"What is it?"
"Wait a little while—less than an hour, and he will gradually return to normal."
"But why did he beco like this?"
"Honestly, it could be the influence of the divine spirits battling, severely stimulating his nerves, and it just so happened he was having an epiphany about the art of singing, which led to these consequences," the man explained.
The Banshee nodded in agreent.
The two exchanged a look.
——This situation is really unprecedented, but we have to speak with authority, otherwise what use would we be to the Earl?
This analysis was made for the sake of keeping their jobs!
Besides, it was probably just about right.
This kid's strength is so weak, could he really possess so earth-shattering ability?
The others nodded in agreent, convinced by their judgnt.
On matters like this, the two had never been wrong before.
In other words——
This Diva was rather lucky to have survived at all.
"An hour... that's not too bad," Mada Daisy's expression relaxed.
At that mont, the aide who had disappeared earlier reappeared, grabbing the leader of the Eternal Night City assassins, Kevin.
Seeing Shen Ye, Kevin was startled and blurted out:
"How can you still—"
He suddenly realized sothing and promptly shut his mouth.
"Reporting to Lord Earl, I've uncovered the truth."
"At the ti, Baxter summoned Kevin, but Kevin ignored it, even accepted a bribe from the orcs, allowing Baxter to fall prey to the 'Chieftain's Invitation' and was taken directly to Thunder Fortress," reported the aide.
The Earl's previously indifferent expression suddenly changed, and he said in an emotionless tone:
"The contracts of my Shadow Manor... cannot even restrain our own people now?"
Everyone knelt on one knee, not daring to utter a word.
Having followed the Earl for a long ti, they knew that Lord Earl was truly angry.
Kevin, sensing trouble, hurriedly tried to defend himself:
"My lord, they gave gold! I was also trying to gather enough—"
His voice suddenly turned into a scream.
Surging green flas enveloped Kevin, burning away his flesh and bones, leaving behind only a semi-transparent figure that continued to twitch and struggle in silence, letting out voiceless moans.
"Take his soul to the dungeon, and roast it for a hundred years," the Earl ordered dispassionately.
"Yes!"
Imdiately, two guards ca in, entangling the figure surrounded by green flas with a special chain, and dragged it away.
The matter was resolved.
The others once again looked towards Shen Ye.
But Shen Ye was sizing up the Earl, nodding and saying, "Was that move just now the Samadhi True Fire? I've heard that even monkeys are afraid of that."
Everyone: "..."
"Are you sure he can be fine in an hour?" the Earl asked.
"Yes," said the Banshee and the Demon Snake in unison.
"Let him go out for so fresh air, but make sure he doesn't get into trouble," the Earl commanded.
Mada Daisy stepped forward, bending slightly, holding the Earl's hand with both hands:
"Thank you, my lord, for your understanding and consideration."
The Earl gave her a glance and continued to instruct:
"After all, he is the star Diva of the Dark Night Rose Dance Troupe; whatever he wants to do, just have two reliable people protect him."
"I'll have two Wraith Maidens follow him," said the Banshee.
"Hmm," responded the Earl.
So forty minutes later.
Shen Ye was back on the street, with a Wraith Maiden on each side.
These were resentful spirits clad in special battle robes, known for their potent spiritual attack abilities, making them one of the most troubleso units for other races on the battlefield.
"Baxter, what are you going to do now?" asked one Wraith Maiden.
Shen Ye stopped in his tracks and pointed at a material shop, "I clearly picked up a lot of spellcasting materials earlier, but they got scared just now, all started crying, and now they're unusable, so I have to buy so more."
The two Wraith Maidens exchanged a glance.
——This Diva really does have issues, but it seems he will recover soon.
"Alright, we'll follow you," said one Wraith Maiden.
"Whatever you like—but don't tell anyone else, this is a secret mission," Shen Ye said.
"Sure," the two maidens said in unison.
Shen Ye strode into the shop, quickly wrote out a list of materials, and handed it to the shopkeeper.
"Xi Rang, Five-colored Stone, Ginseng Fruit... quite a few I've never heard of," said the shopkeeper.
"Just prepare what you've heard of," Shen Ye said.
"But please look, among these materials, so are contraband," the shopkeeper handed the list to the maidens.
One maiden glanced over the list, unsure what to make of it, and passed it to the other.
"The Earl's exact words were 'let him do whatever he wants,' so let him buy it, as long as he is safe," the maiden decided.
"—Prepare it for him!"
"Of course, he has to pay for it himself."
Hearing it was an order from Lord Earl, the shopkeeper had no further objections, and went to prepare the materials.
In fact.
This Hell Magic, stemming from the Mother of Dark Skeletons, the King of Ghouls, and the Underworld Lord Miket Tikaxiwa, had not been used for thousands of years.
There are very few who know what materials are needed for this Technique.
What Eternal Night City had embargoed were not these materials, but rather those related to "Fei Lun" to enhance the "Undead Resurrection" Technique.
The progress went very smoothly.
In a little while.
Shen Ye got his hands on the spellcasting materials he had longed for.
"Whew."
He let out a sigh of relief.
In fact, he had co to his senses just a short while ago.
But with such an opportunity, why not make good use of it?
With these materials, he could go to Hell!
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