Jiangli shook his head, "No, no, that’s not it. I’m not asking you to arrange for reincarnation, I’m asking you to bring him up here for me, I need his help with something."
"Why does the Abbot suddenly want to bring him up?" Cui Jue was hooked by the neck, his eight-foot-tall frame forcibly scrunched into a small bundle, making it truly uncomfortable for him, but he didn’t dare to speak.
"Isn’t it because a little problem has cropped up?"
Jiangli continued to loop her arm around his neck, looked back at Song Taishan and the others, and told him about Qiang Hongtao’s situation.
She didn’t forget to make a dig.
"I wouldn’t have thought the Governor’s Office would be so unreliable nowadays. Since they couldn’t find any physical evidence, I could only ask for your help, Old Cui. You wouldn’t refuse to help with this, would you?"
Song Taishan and Xia Xin stood not far behind, seeing nothing.
From their perspective, they could only see Jiangli squatting there, talking to herself.
Hearing Jiangli’s complaints, Song Taishan felt his blood pressure rise. He looked over at Xia Xin and whispered, "What exactly is the Abbot doing?"
Xia Xin, however, had heard Jiangli’s words.
If the ancestor speaks ...
"I reckon the Abbot is talking to Judge Cui, trying to ask for his help," said Xia Xin.
"Who?" Song Taishan doubted he heard correctly.
Xia Xin earnestly repeated, "Judge Cui." Fearful that he might not understand, he even clarified, "One of the four great judges of Fengdu, Cui Jue, Judge Cui. Captain Song, haven’t you heard of him?"
Song Taishan’s vision began to darken in waves.
His blood pressure really was rising.
This feeling... was way too overwhelming.
It seemed his worldview had collapsed within a single day.
"No, are you guys kidding me?" Song Taishan began to doubt the reality of this situation.
Xia Xin looked innocent, "No, I’m telling the truth..."
"This is a minor matter." While Song Taishan and Xia Xin were muttering to each other, Judge Cui, having heard Jiangli’s request for such a trivial thing, let out a sigh of relief, "I’ll go down in a bit, and bring him up with me."
Jiangli chuckled, "This is a minor matter, but there’s another thing."
Judge Cui asked, "What is it?"
Jiangli glanced at Xia Xin, pointed at him to Judge Cui, and said, "This is my apprentice, not the most talented, so I wanted to open his Heavenly Eye. When you go down later, Old Cui, could you bring me some Netherworld Water?"
Judge Cui was taken aback: "..."
"You’re going down anyway, so it’s just on the way, not a big deal, right?" Jiangli smiled with her eyes curved.
This isn’t a big deal?
Is Netherworld Water something you can just take whenever you want?
Netherworld Water is a type of Lethean water, yet not the same, only below thirty thousand feet in the Lethe is the true Netherworld Water.
What Jiangli wanted was naturally the genuine Netherworld Water.
It has the effects of guiding and cleansing spirits for mortals.
It could even directly transform a mortal into an Earth Immortal.
Even the four great judges of Fengdu, the ten Kings of Hell, and the Fengdu Emperor would not use it lightly.
Jiangli made it sound easy...
To procure Netherworld Water, making a trip thirty thousand feet below the Lethe would at least cost a thousand years of one’s cultivation base...
Judge Cui instinctively wanted to decline.
But seeing Jiangli’s beaming expression, he felt a bit intimidated.
This person used to be known as the Chaotic Demon King.
If slightly displeased, she dared to cause a big commotion in Fengdu.
Thinking of what Jiangli had done before, Judge Cui trembled slightly, gritted his teeth, "It’s possible to take it, but I can only take one drop. You know, Abbot, that we have restrictions on the use of Netherworld Water."
Jiangli smiled warmly, "One drop is enough, one drop. I’m not greedy, just one drop."
Judge Cui couldn’t bring himself to smile.
Who else would dare to ask for Netherworld Water if not greedy?
Judge Cui sighed internally, "If there’s nothing else, I will go down to prepare."