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Chapter Thirteen: The God of Kilns
Although the Wraiths in the Mass Grave Pit cannot reincarnate after their resentment is extinguished, they have another way. They can allow the Resentment here to accumulate until it reaches a level that shocks the heavens. Only then will the heavens take notice of this matter, and this is the only way for the Vengeful Spirits to re-enter the cycle of reincarnation.
This is similar to how, in the mortal realm, if there are grievances with no place to voice them, people will find ways to escalate the situation. If local authorities ignore them, they will make their way to the capital, because only in the capital can they express their grievances and seek justice.
Of course, if it truly comes to that point, it can be said that the Resentment has reached unprecedented heights. However, when Resentment reaches such a level, it often does not attract the attention of the heavens in time. Before they can voice their grievances to the heavens, they may be struck down by heavenly thunder, leading to eternal damnation and scattering of their souls, leaving nothing but ashes. In the end, they may still return to dust.
This may seem heartless and desolate, but it is an unchangeable fate. Everything feels so powerless and helpless...
Yet, the Vengeful Spirits in the Mass Grave Pit do not know that this will be their ultimate fate. All they see is hope. Day after day, year after year, they are trapped here waiting for that one hope—that one day they might stir the heavens and be reincarnated. It is such a simple hope...
Because of this, they continuously seek vengeance and harm others in order to make their power grow stronger and to let the heavens see their grievances sooner.
Thinking of all this fills me with sorrow and despair. I despair at my inability to escape today; I despair at my impending death here. Even more despairing is that after I die, I will become a lonely Vengeful Spirit like them, wandering here for hundreds or thousands of years. Perhaps one day I will stir the heavens and be reincarnated; perhaps one day I will be struck down by heavenly thunder into eternal oblivion!
With these thoughts in mind, I sighed and threw my paper sword onto the ground. Yes, it is already too late; with my limited abilities, even if I truly had a Divine Sword in hand, I would still be unable to escape death.
Just as I was feeling sad and desperate, suddenly there was a loud roar. I looked up and saw a giant man engulfed in flames leaping out from the kiln. He soared several dozen meters high before landing right in front of the Evil Spirits charging at me.
This man resembled an Evil Spirit from hell; all ghosts nearby quickly avoided him. The flames on his body crackled loudly, and any spirit he struck was engulfed in smoke from his fiery presence—truly formidable!
What the hell, who is this amazing person? Seeing this suddenly appearing Evil Spirit being so powerful, and most importantly standing on my side, my despair was instantly swept away, and I couldn't help but feel a mix of surprise and joy.
Seeing this Evil Spirit blocking the Evil Spirits that were rushing towards me, I couldn't contain my curiosity and bowed to him, asking, "May I know which Deity has come? Disciple Pan Shenbao is grateful for your life-saving grace!"
The Evil Spirit blocked the other Evil Spirit while turning back to glare at me. His gaze seemed filled with anger, which startled me. I thought to myself, could he really be an Evil Spirit? I hope he doesn't take me as well.
Just as I was pondering these thoughts, the Evil Spirit spoke. He said, "I am the divine general guarding this kiln. You little Yin-Yang have caused great trouble, do you know that? Once I deal with the current mess, I will make sure to deal with you."
Hearing this, I was completely stunned; this Evil Spirit turned out to be the kiln god!
However, upon learning his identity and hearing his words, a sense of despair washed over me again. Indeed, I had caused great trouble by creating such a massive pit of corpses and using paper fish to set up an "Eight Directions Living Water Formation" to suppress the fire here, effectively suppressing this kiln god in front of me. Naturally, he would hate me for it. It seems that if I don't get taken by the vengeful spirits today, I will definitely be dealt with by the kiln god. Sigh, it looks like I'm destined for bad luck today.
As I sighed over my fate, the kiln god shouted at me, "Hey, you little Yin-Yang, why are you still standing there? Hurry up and lift your living water formation! Do you want to drag me down with you?"
I immediately snapped back to reality, realizing that I had been completely caught off guard by the situation. So I hurriedly began to chant a spell to lift the curse on the eight paper fish.
Once the living water formation was lifted, flames suddenly surged from the kiln god's body, rising high. Previously, only flames were flickering around him; now the flames had increased in intensity by two or three feet. No wonder that kiln god hated me so much; it seems I had truly put him in a terrible situation.
After fighting for a while longer, although the kiln god's True Fire was formidable, he was ultimately alone and could not withstand the overwhelming numbers of the enemy. Before long, the flames that had previously surged from him began to weaken again; it was clear he couldn't hold on much longer.
With an angry roar, he pushed back the approaching ghosts by several dozen steps and then turned back to shout at me again: "Quickly summon the Underworld Yin Soldiers and Ghost Generals!"
Hearing this made me dumbfounded. My only hope now rested on him; who would have thought he was relying on me instead? Feeling helpless, I replied, "Kiln God, I've already summoned the Yin Soldiers and Ghost Generals, but they got scared off as soon as they arrived. Even if they were summoned now, they would hardly be of any use."
The kiln god exploded in anger, exclaiming that if he had a free hand, he would definitely jump over and give me a hammer. He angrily said, "Who told you to summon those little ghosts? I meant the soldiers from the Department of Military Affairs in the Underworld, along with the Ghostly Warden, Ox-Head and Horse-Face, and the Night Wanderers. Otherwise, I can't hold on for much longer!"
Upon hearing that the kiln god wanted me to summon the soldiers from the Department of Military Affairs in the Underworld, I was stunned. I thought to myself, this deity is really something else; right off the bat, he mentions such powerful figures without considering what kind of character I am. As a mere Yin-Yang master and Paper Craftsman, it would be fine to summon a few little ghosts for help, but asking me to summon the soldiers from the Department of Military Affairs in the Underworld is like asking a farmer to go to a military district to mobilize troops! How could I possibly summon them? Moreover, I also need to summon the Ghostly Warden, Ox-Head and Horse-Face, and the Night Wanderers. Are you kidding me? Do you think I'm a god like you? If I had that ability, I wouldn't be standing here watching!
Of course, I couldn't say any of this to the kiln god. So, with a bitter face, I replied, "Kiln God, I'm afraid I can't summon these figures. You think too highly of me."
In fact, not just me; even my grandfather couldn't summon these powerful beings when he was alive. My grandfather once said that it's impossible to summon a deity's true form; even if one were to summon them, it would only be a fragment of their divine consciousness. This so-called divine consciousness is not enough to deal with the ghosts before us; at most, it can only serve as a deterrent.
It's similar to performing rituals; before starting a ceremony, one must invite the Patriarch and various Deities and Great Masters. However, this invitation won't actually bring them to the altar; it merely invites a fragment of their divine thought to ensure that the subsequent rituals have an effect.
It's important to know that the soldiers from the Department of Military Affairs in the Underworld are akin to troops in the military district of the living world. They are generally not dispatched lightly; it is said they only move when Yama goes on patrol. Some say they also appear during great disasters to collect lives for the Five Direction Plague Gods. The common saying about Yin soldiers passing through refers to them; it is said that any living person who sees Yin soldiers passing will not survive. In short, they represent death.
As for Heibai Wuchang (the Black and White Impermanence), there’s no need to elaborate. Folklore suggests they are like Ox-Head and Horse-Face, specialized ghost generals responsible for capturing souls under the jurisdiction of the Underworld's Soul Capturing Department. The Night Wanderers are two ghost generals responsible for patrolling during day and night, overseeing good and evil among humans. The saying about deities being three feet above one's head refers specifically to these two wandering spirits.
In conclusion, who in this world can easily call upon these powerful beings from the Underworld and have them at their beck and call? Certainly not me.
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