Chapter 1161: Acting

“Crown Prince, you need to go through 18 Levels of H*ll to get the Dragon Whipping Whip.”

“What did you say? 18 Levels of H*ll?”

Little Treasure did not expect King Yama to say such a condition. After going through 18 Levels of H*ll to get the Dragon Whipping Whip, would he still be alive?

“Crown Prince, there are many levels in the 18 Levels of H*ll. The lowest level is where the Dragon Whipping Whip is placed.”

“Uncle Yama, you guys really know how to play.”

King Yama was also helpless. The King of Heaven had personally instructed him. He wanted to go easy on him, but he couldn’t.

“Your Highness, I am also following orders. Moreover, I have to remind Your Highness that if you can not save Her Highness the Princess within the stipulated time, her soul will go through something more terrifying than the tribulations that she will have to go through in the 18 Levels of H*ll.”

“What do you mean?”

“This, Your Highness the Crown Prince, you have to hurry up. That incense can burn for 77-49 days. When the time is up, if Your Highness the Crown Prince still wants to pass, the King will personally pick Your Highness up and Your Highness the Princess will disappear between heaven and earth.”

“Uncle Yama, you must be joking with me.”

“This subordinate is absolutely not joking, because even the Black Emperor and the Daughter of the Yin River will return to their original positions.”

“You guys are too good at playing. Alright, let’s not waste any more time. I want to see what the First Level of H*ll is like.”

Little Treasure was too lazy to say anything. Anyway, he had to go through it, so he had to hurry.

First Level: Tongue-Pulling H*ll.

Second Level: Scissors H*ll.

Third Level: Iron Tree H*ll.

Fourth Level: Evil Mirror H*ll.

Fifth Level: Steamer H*ll.

Sixth Level: Copper Pillar H*ll.

Seventh Level: Knife Mountain H*ll.

Eighth Level: Iceberg H*ll.

Ninth Level: Oil-Burning H*ll.

Tenth Level: Ox Pit H*ll.

Eleventh Level: Stone-Crushing H*ll.

Twelfth Level: Spring-Crushing H*ll.

Thirteenth Level: Blood Pool H*ll.

Fourteenth Level: Death In Vain H*ll.

Fifteenth Level: Chainsaw H*ll.

Sixteenth Level: Volcanic H*ll.

Seventeenth Level: Stone Mill H*ll.

Eighteenth Level: Knife Saw H*ll.

To go through these 18 levels was definitely not an easy task. From ancient times until now, no one could really go through them. Even if they didn’t die, they would still be skinned alive.

Seeing Little Treasure walk in, Yan Kuan and Shen Xiaoxiao stood at the door. Looking at his back, King Yama was a little embarrassed. Was it really good for this Black Emperor to lie to children like this?

“Black Emperor, the Crown Prince, he…”

“It’s okay, this is what he has to bear.”

Just as Yan Kuan finished speaking, the dark ghost city suddenly emitted a golden light. 19 floated out. King Yama did not think that big shots would like to come to this ghost city now.

“King.”

“Black Emperor, Xiaoxiao.”

“19, you’re here too.”

“Yeah, but Little Treasure has already gone in?”

“Yeah, he even said that you’re very good at playing.”

19 smiled helplessly, but he knew that the Black Emperor and the others were training their son. This had nothing to do with whether or not he was the Crown Prince.

“You guys are even better at playing,” 19 said with some amusement.

“How’s the situation on Da Bao’s side?”

“You guys know that Da Bao can only be reborn after experiencing it, so Little Treasure can only be comforted by you guys.”

“Understood. Don’t worry. As long as Little Treasure and Da Bao have experienced all the tribulations that they deserve, they will be able to truly grow up.”

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Fan Xing was dressed in a white long dress with gold embroidery on the lock. Her long black hair was tied up high by a white jade hairpin. Other than that, there was nothing else that could be tidied up. However, it was this simple piece of jewelry that made Fan Xing look like a celestial being. They even felt like they did not dare to look directly at her.

Of course, the prerequisite was that Fan Xing could not speak. As long as she spoke, Hehe, that celestial-like temperament would instantly disappear.

When Fez appeared in front of everyone in her princess makeup, everyone was surprised. The cumbersome peacock embroidery and the red princess dress that only a lady could wear made her look extremely dignified and graceful. She was definitely dressed differently from Fan Xing.

However, Fan Xing was already one step ahead of her and had no intention of getting up when she saw Fez enter. She was even holding a thin thread in her hand. This extremely arrogant appearance… It made the people around Fez extremely displeased.

“That’s the Princess Consort’s seat. Miss Fan Xing, you’re sitting in the wrong seat.” The servant girl’s words made Fan Xing, who was sitting there, not even glance at her. She only opened her mouth and said:

“I can sit wherever I want. No one can control me.”

As she spoke, she played with the silk thread in her hand. Her appearance made everyone feel disgusted. She was dressed so beautifully, but the matter of sitting here was so disgusting. They had never seen anyone who could be a mistress so openly and righteously.

“Miss Fan Xing, there are some things that do not belong to you. If they are not yours, then they are not yours. If you force them, they are still not yours.”

Seeing this, Fez knew that this little girl was very arrogant. Moreover, Zhai Yue was not around right now. There was really no need for her to pretend anymore.

“All of you can leave.”

All the servants saw that the Princess actually let them leave. They did not dare to say anything and quietly stepped back. They would not fight, right?

Seeing that everyone had retreated, Fez did not pretend anymore. She sat on Zhai Yue’s seat and looked at Fan Xing with a smile:

“Such sharp teeth. It seems that Zhai Yue really dotes on you.”

If one were to speak faster, the name of ‘Zhai Yue’ had an accent that was really easy to confuse. At least, at the moment, Fan Xing did not think too much about it. After all, no one in the residence would know about Zhai Yue’s identity other than her.

“You’re not pretending anymore? I knew that everyone in the Wen family was good at acting. They’re all hypocrites.”

“Your hostility toward the Wen family is really big.”

“You should be glad that you’re still alive to sit here and talk to me.”

“What a big tone.”

“Why don’t you try it?”

As soon as Fez finished speaking, Fan Xing directly confronted her. The silk thread in her hand shot directly at Fez. She had not tried her new weapon yet.

However, she had originally promised Zhai Yue that she would kill Wen Rong last, but now that Wen Rong wanted to bump into her, of course she had to suffer a little.

What Fan Xing did not expect was that her attack had some kind of immortal spell, but this Fez actually dodged her first attack.

Fan Xing was not stupid. As soon as she attacked, she knew that something was wrong.

“You actually managed to dodge it.”

“What a joke. I’m a Fourth Grade Warrior after all. Do you really think you’re that powerful?”

Fez said it on purpose. She didn’t believe that this little girl knew the power of a Warrior. She looked so innocent, so it was impossible for her to know these things.

“A Warrior? Humph, then I’ll have a good spar with a Warrior.”

Fan Xing attacked again, and this time, she showed no mercy. However, at this time, Fez deliberately withdrew her hand from her position and shrank to the ground. She looked extremely miserable, as if she had been bullied. Even the jewelry on her head fell to the ground.

“No, don’t kill me.”

“Fan Xing, stop!” Zhai Yue entered the door and saw Fan Xing attacking Wen Rong without holding back her strength.

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