Raul's clever defense left the other novice ghosts reluctantly nodding in agreement. They, too, felt helpless. If they could live a simple life, they’d be more than happy to abide by the laws. It was true that cultivated resources were too scarce, and The Order's oppression made life difficult. They felt like they couldn't breathe, and their situation was becoming increasingly dire. If one day only a few could survive, they would compete fiercely, even risking their lives to do so.
Seeing the King of Hell remaining silent, Raul secretly felt hopeful. I think I still have a chance!
The King of Hell before him appeared to be just a child, after all. However capable a child might be, could their maturity match that of an adult? Children were generally more easily swayed, especially when others acted pitifully.
So, Raul sobbed and said, "King of Hell, the circumstances are the one to be blamed! The Order's oppression has made survival difficult, forcing us to take these desperate measures. So many others are doing this out there and getting away with it too, so please spare me this time. I won't dare to do it again, I swear..."
Lilly returned to her senses and looked at Raul again.
Just because many people committed a certain wrongdoing and were not punished for it, did that really make their crimes less of a serious offense? Lilly waved her hand and took the destiny pen in her grasp, speaking coldly, "An additional punishment of eighteen Little Hells for bribing the King of Hell in public.”
Raul's eyes widened. Wait, wasn't she agreeing with what I had said? Why is she still punishing me now? Raul couldn't accept it, and he shouted and protested, but with a single gesture, Lilly sent him and the other two malignant spirits straight to Hell.
The other spirits and ghosts were silent, not daring to make a sound. The novice ghosts were even more restless, neither daring to move nor speak, afraid that the King of Hell would settle scores right then and there with them.
Lilly scanned the crowd and then said, "The heavens are watching.”
She paused for a moment, furrowing her brow and rephrased herself. "The ultimate goal of cultivation is to examine your own conscience. What you do today will one day come back to you like a raging storm. Be careful!”
Cultivation was a difficult process, and everyone faced challenges, but that didn't mean it was right to lose one's moral compass and ethics over it. They shouldn't forget their principles and boundaries; otherwise, the entire underworld would become a hell. As Lilly thought about this, she suddenly froze.
Wait a minute, the entire underworld turning into hell? For some reason, Lilly felt a chilling sensation running through her body, and her heart trembled.
Crawford Ancestor, who had been immersed in awe of the little one's rational judgment, immediately asked, "What's wrong?"
Lilly shook her head. "It's nothing."
The crowd of ghosts dispersed.
Jalen, still trembling, finally realized that the King of Hell was easy to talk to and didn't put on airs. She even told him to go about his business. As he left, he was still in a daze, taking a long time to regain his senses before rushing to find his boss.
The King of Hell had checked into their inn! They couldn't afford to be negligent.
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