The little daughter of His Highness the King of Hell

Chapter 501: Watching People Laugh at the Cliffless Abyss
Soul Devouring Cave

The gate of the ancestral hall was tightly closed. Entering the Soul Devouring Cave, the light was bright and dazzling, just like entering a magnificent palace. The ghost lantern made of wicks made of ghost flowers was hung high on the gate wall of the ancestral hall. The warm and bright colors made people feel that they did not enter the ancestral hall, but rather entered some wedding night.

As soon as I entered the ancestral hall cave, I felt a sense of awe rising from the bottom of my heart, as if the sound of speaking was involuntarily suppressed.

Cao Fu's legs and feet felt weak. "Little, little prince, why don't you just send me here and let the ghost servant leave? This...this ghost servant is really scary..."

The surroundings were eerie, and there wasn't even a ghost servant on duty. Even the sound of talking could be heard echoing, which was truly terrifying.

"Coward." Miao Yuan snorted, lifted her skirt and knelt down in the ancestral hall. She waved her hand compassionately, "Go back, go back, and remember to check on Cang Yan for me to see how he is doing."

"It's your Highness. Don't worry, I'll go see him right away."

"Yes, remember to help me close the door of the ancestral hall when you leave."

"Okay, Your Highness." Cao Fu didn't dare to stay for even a second. After hurriedly bowing, she ran away as if someone was chasing her.

However, this place is magnificent and solemn, and it is also the ancestral hall where the ancestors of the ghost clan live. It really makes people feel cold and awed.

But Miao Yuan was not afraid. The files and documents about her ancestors that she saw in Yunsheng Pavilion were enough for her to kowtow to them all night long, so she was not afraid.

They are all heroes and martyrs of the ghost clan. Only those who have made great contributions and sacrificed for the ghost clan are qualified to be placed here to be praised and admired by future generations. Otherwise, they would have been carried to a mass grave and buried casually.

Every ghost clan member is proud to be able to enter the Soul-Devouring Cave, and even more proud of devoting themselves to the ghost clan. This is the thought and unified consciousness that the ghost clan members have learned since childhood.

But she still couldn't figure out why the elders were in seclusion? And her second grandfather, Elder Mo Xian, who was thousands of miles away, had returned. Did something big happen?
Miao Yuan knelt on the mat, feeling very uneasy. She put her hands together and knelt down devoutly, "Ancestors of the Ghost Clan, I greet the 102nd Little Prince of the Ghost Clan."

"Please bless us, our ancestors. Do not let anything happen to the ghosts. Manzhu kowtows to you, our ancestors."

She folded her hands in prayer and knelt down to pay her respects, with a very respectful and pious attitude.

The three tall incense sticks in the hall were still slowly burning and falling. The Boshan incense burners carved in the shape of mountains on both sides of the hall were still emitting a fiery red light, and from time to time there was a sizzling sound of burning. The burning wood in the incense burners was always being added by someone, without interruption.

It is still a few hours before midnight, so if nothing unexpected happens, she will have to kneel for a few more hours before anyone knows she is here.

There is no other way. In order to calm my father's anger, this is the best way. But what Mo Yun's foster father said, "Your father will not punish you, go back without worry." Is that true?
If that was true, then she had been kneeling here for several hours in vain.

At the same time, kneeling with her were Lady Mengpo and General Bai Chang.

However, they did not kneel in the ancestral hall of the Soul-Devouring Cave, but in the center of the main hall of the Merciless Hall.

Lady Meng lowered her head and remained silent. They had been kneeling here for more than an hour, but the King of Hell sitting in front of them did not even raise his eyelids, as if they did not exist.

Bai Chang knelt beside her, lowered his head and scratched his forehead, and carefully spoke to her with the power of the heart source: "From what Your Highness said, I'm afraid you know that the little prince recognizes Doctor Moyun as his father. What should we do? Should we keep kneeling?"

Meng Po didn't say anything, but she felt a little tired after kneeling stiffly for a long time. Not only did she not want to answer Bai Chang's questions, she didn't want to waste any more words.

But the little prince is still kneeling in the Soul-Devouring Cave. If they don't remind him, they will have to wait until midnight. Now it's still three and a half hours to midnight, and the little prince may not be able to bear it.

Meng Po raised her eyebrows and looked at Yan Yi who was sitting in the main seat. She mustered up the courage to speak and just as she was about to speak, she heard someone knocking hard on the palace door behind her.

"Your Highness, Lady Suqin is here."

It was the voice of the ghost servant Mao Ding. But what did he say? Su Qin is here? !
Meng Po's eyes widened, then she clenched her hands and her expression returned to normal.

"Why is she here?" Bai Chang was anxious. Lady Meng could be patient, but she, Bai Chang, could not.

Now that His Highness is silent, the two of them are kneeling in the middle of the hall. If that woman Suqin pushes the door open and sees them, who knows what she will say about them when she goes out.

No, no, Bai Chang has always been very concerned about his face and image, especially in front of that woman Su Qin, who is particularly proud and noble. If she saw him and Lady Meng kneeling here, wouldn't it be very embarrassing?

"Let her in." Yan Yi spoke softly from the high seat, but it stirred up thousands of waves in the hearts of the two people in the hall.

Bai Chang: “!!”

What does your Highness mean by this? Must that woman come in to see their joke?
Meng Po also clenched her hands tightly, waiting for the door behind her to be pushed open, and the visitor's mocking and sneerful eyes fell on her. Bai Chang lowered his head, bit his lower lip, and hated it very much.

Yan Yi put down the file in his hand, then looked up at them and said coldly: "Get up."

He didn't want to see the two of them kneeling here again. What would it look like for two ghost officials who were in charge of a palace to kneel in the Merciless Palace?

The two of them felt as if they had been pardoned, and they felt relaxed and a little bit unbelievable.

Your Highness, are you letting them get up now?

Bai Chang was still in a daze, Meng Po had already stood up, holding her stiff and painful knees. The palace door behind her was pushed open with a creaking sound. Bai Chang hurriedly stood up in a panic, but she ignored her legs that were already numb and uncontrollable.

When Bai Chang stood up, her knees went weak and she almost fell down again. Meng Po, who was beside her, quickly grabbed her. When the palace door behind her was pushed open, Meng Po pulled her aside vigorously.

"Hiss..." Bai Chang grimaced in pain, then quickly adjusted his expression and forced himself to stand up with his stiff legs.

Meng Po had already been standing aside with an expressionless face, her back straight and her posture controlled.

This was the scene Suqin saw when she pushed open the palace door and walked in. The two men were standing straight in front of the desk, with serious and calm expressions, as if it was nothing unusual.

On the high throne, His Majesty the King of Hell sat upright, his brows stern and gloomy, and he was serious. His pair of lifeless and empty eyes swept over, as if an emotionless god was coldly overlooking all living beings in the world, without any sympathy.

No, it should be said that his compassion was only given to one person, that is Yan Miaoyuan.

Su Qin lowered her brows and stepped forward to salute, "Your Highness, King Yan, Su Qin has something urgent to report."

"Go ahead."

"The ghost tribe has been in trouble recently, and several elders are in seclusion together and are not in charge of the matter for the time being. I don't know how to deal with the matter of arresting Lan Pan. I hope Your Highness will give me clear instructions."

"Are you here to ask about this unimportant matter?" Yan Yi's voice was a little cold. It didn't matter if the matter was not dealt with. Yu Heng had crippled Lan Pan's leg anyway, so he didn't want to delve into it.

Moreover, if it weren't for Yuheng, no matter how useless the ghost generals under his command were, they would not have been allowed to escape at the gate of the ghost clan's underworld.

Su Qin heard the coldness in his words and quickly bowed her head, "No, Your Highness, it's not just this matter, it's also about Miss Yan Yun."

"Yan Yun?" Yan Yi looked over with cold eyes. Didn't she just come back from the demon clan banquet with them last night? What could she have to report, urgently?

Meng Po and Bai Chang also looked over calmly. Miss Yan Yun was the one who inherited the mantle of the great elder Yan Yin. She was the most outstanding young lady among the younger generation besides the ghost officials. She was also about to become the next most outstanding female general of the ghost clan and the leader of the ghost clan.

It doesn't matter how big or small her matter is, it depends on the importance.

"Yes, Miss Yan Yun heard about Lan Pan as soon as she came back. She didn't even have time to come to Wuqing Palace to report, so she led her people away from the ghost tribe to seek revenge on Lan Pan."

"She originally wanted to send someone to inform His Highness, but His Highness had already gone to bed, so the subordinate took the initiative to intercept the message and waited until today to find a chance to tell His Highness."

"But……"

Suqin paused.

Meng Po and Bai Chang's hearts were implicated and they had a very bad premonition.

Yan Yi touched the spiritual ring on his fingertips, his hollow eyes filled with unknown risks, and he spoke with a slightly cold voice, "But what?"

Su Qin's legs went limp, and she knelt down, her body trembling a little. "But the people I sent came back to report that Miss Yan and Miss Yan Yun fell off the Wuya Peak while chasing Lan Pan, and there has been no news since then."

"What did you say?" Meng Po and Bai Chang were both shocked. Wuya Peak was a dangerous peak near the boundary between the demon clan and the dragon clan. The peak was dangerous and slippery. Anyone who passed by would fall into the abyss.

No one knows how dangerous the abyss is. All we know is that from ancient times to the present, no one who fell into it has ever been able to walk out alive.

Now Miss Yan Yun has fallen in.

it's over...