Immortal of the Nine Realms-Chapter 802: So What if It Is?

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The woman in black was immediately enraged by Fang Chen's words. She coldly said, "So you're also after this? I thought newcomers might be better than those other Yin Walkers, but it turns out you're all just the same."

Wen Fan's expression wavered between anger and contemplation, as if she was thinking something deeply.

Fang Chen noticed that the woman in black seemed to have misunderstood, but he couldn't be bothered to ask. He stood up and prepared to leave.

Wen Fan suddenly called out. "Wait…." The woman in black exclaimed angrily, "Miss!? Why are you calling for him to stay!" Wen Fan ignored her, seemingly having made a major decision. She gritted her teeth and said, "If you can help me find my husband, I am willing to accompany you for a year."

"Accompany me for a year?" Fang Chen was taken aback. He then smiled faintly. "I was only talking about Yin Lifespan Coins. Why are you bringing this up?"

The two women were stunned.

"Yin Lifespan Coins?"

The woman in black asked in surprise, "Aren't you interested in the miss's body, the Profound Yin body, and that's why you're—"

Wen Fan quickly cut off the woman in black, her face turning beet red. "Xiao Lan, stop talking. We've misunderstood him."

Fang Chen smiled lightly. "The girl's physique is indeed different from ordinary wandering souls. What's so special about the Profound Yin body, and why do you think I'm here because of it?"

Fang Chen had already realized that Wen Fan's physique was different the moment he saw her. Her Yin aura was slightly stronger than others, but it was still nothing significant.

Compared to the Nine Heavens Profound Yin Primordial Spirit, this amount wasn't worth mentioning.

The extreme Yin energy continued to flow into Fang Chen, gradually strengthening his Nine Heavens Profound Yin Primordial Spirit. He suspected that the Three Thousand Dao Techniques and the Nascent Soul Chapter were closely related to the Underworld. At the very least, the Nine Heavens Profound Yin Primordial Spirit thrived here, absorbing that powerful Yin energy. If he were to stay here for an extended period, his primordial spirit would only grow stronger.

"Let us discuss the Yin Lifespan Coins," Wen Fan suggested, avoiding further mention of the Profound Yin body.

She seemed cautious, afraid that if Fang Chen learned of its potential, he might develop some undesirable thoughts about her.

Fang Chen smiled. "Fine, I'll make an offer. If you're willing to accept, then we will have a deal. One hundred Yin Life Coins, and I will check on your husband's condition after I return to the Mortal Realm. I will inform you during my next trip through the Underworld, but I won't lend your husband a hand if he needs it. Two hundred Yin Lifespan Coins—if your husband is in a dangerous situation, and if it doesn't threaten my own safety, I can assist in rescuing him."

The woman in black gasped in surprise, enraged. "Two hundred Yin Lifespan Coins? Why don't you just rob us!"

"You just told me that you can't obtain Yin Life Coins through robbery," Fang Chen said, glancing at her.

The woman in black gritted her teeth in frustration. "You..."

She turned to Wen Fan and fumed, "Miss, he's asking for too much. This person is a first-timer. He's probably weak anyway. If we give him the Yin Lifespan Coins and he doesn't do what we ask, we would have no way to deal with him."

Wen Fan countered, "That's not true. A Yin Walker values their reputation. If their reputation is damaged, they won't be able to accept future jobs, and they won't be able to earn more Yin Lifespan Coins."

Wen Fan gently shook her head. She paused briefly before saying, "I can only offer you one hundred Yin Lifespan Coins now. As for the rest, is it okay if I pay them once my husband is safely out of danger? Surely, my husband has enough Yin Lifespan Coins to cover the cost."

Fang Chen thought for a moment and nodded. "That works."

Wen Fan immediately took out eighty Yin Lifespan Coins from her pouch. She then used twenty years of her own Yin lifespan to make up the difference and handed everything to Fang Chen with great respect.

Having lost twenty years of her Yin lifespan, her complexion turned pale. She even became a little more transparent.

The woman in black supported her and asked with concern, "Miss, are you alright?"

Wen Fan smiled and shook her head. "I'm fine."

Before she could say more, the door was suddenly kicked open with a loud bang. A young man with a dark expression slowly entered. His triangular eyes glinted coldly, like a venomous snake. After scanning Wen Fan and the woman in black, he finally fixed his gaze on Fang Chen. He coldly said, "A troublemaker. Do you want to stay in the Underworld forever and never return to the Mortal Realm?"

Fang Chen immediately recognized that the youth was a Yin Walker and not a normal wandering soul, but his aura was weaker than Ma Minlong's. If Ma Minlong was at the Foundation Building Realm, this youth was only at the Qi Refining Realm.

Wen Fan and the woman in black's expressions changed, a look of worry crossing their faces.

"Could you explain what you mean? I don't quite understand," said Fang Chen faintly.

The youth sneered. "You don't understand? If it weren't for me keeping an eye on these two women, you would've interfered with this matter. Let me make this very clear—this is none of your business. You can't take this job, and you shouldn't."

Fang Chen finally understood. No wonder the woman in black had found him and brought him here; it seemed they knew someone was watching them.

The woman in black gritted her teeth. "Lord Zhao, what you're doing is too much. The miss's husband was a friend with whom you shared drinks in the past. Why are you betraying him now?"

"It's precisely because Brother Xu and I are good friends that we must be the ones to handle his matter." The youth grinned. "As long as Madam Xu agrees to Brother Ma's conditions, would you even need to bother with a newcomer like him?"

Wen Fan immediately shook her head."I won't agree to his conditions."

The youth smiled coldly. "It doesn't matter if you refuse. If Daoist Xu really encounters danger in the Mortal Realm, it will be your fault. You're just a wandering soul; if it weren't for the mysterious Yin Body, do you think Xu Daoist or Brother Ma would have cared about you? You're already dead, yet you still cling to your body as if it matters."

The youth's words caused Wen Fan's expression to change repeatedly.

He sized Wen Fan up, his eyes flashing with greed. "Madam Xu, my cultivation might not be as high as Brother Ma's, but it's not bad either. How about you ask me to handle this matter? My terms are simple: one hundred Yin Lifespan Coins, plus three years of your company."

Wen Fan's face turned pale with anger.

Fang Chen frowned. "Brother, I've already taken this job. Are you trying to steal it from me?"

The youth sneered. "So what if I am?"

Bang!

With a loud crash, a figure fell heavily from mid-air, tumbling and rolling several times before finally skidding to a halt, looking disheveled.

The nearby wandering souls from the bamboo buildings came out, curious and surprised. When they saw who was lying on the ground, they were immediately horrified.

"Isn't that Lord Zhao?!"

"He's a Yin Walker! Who would dare make a move on him?!"

"Anyone who dares attack him must be from the government. But the officials in Youhuan City have close ties with Yin Walkers, so they surely wouldn't make a big fuss."

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Wen Fan and the woman in black were both stunned. The two of them peered through the broken entrance of the bamboo house and glanced at the youth. Then, they both turned their eyes to Fang Chen.

"Lord, you've caused trouble…" Wen Fan's voice was anxious. "You should return to the Mortal Realm now. If their people arrive, it'll be difficult for you to leave."

The woman in black was secretly astonished. She hadn't expected this newcomer to be so strong, capable of taking down a master like Lord Zhao, who had undergone the soul-crossing ritual two or three dozen times.