“Qin Ye!” Arthis cried out, “Don’t…”

“Shut your damn mouth.” Qin Ye interjected again with much impatience. Arthis’ lips twitched slightly, and then finally shut her mouth with some measure of resignation.

For some strange reason, there was an instant there when she sensed… a sense of overwhelming authority from Qin Ye.

His cultivation isn’t even above mine, so why do I sense such a presence of authority from him?

Qin Ye turned back and stared at the Harken. Everything he had done since the establishment of the new Hell flashed across his mind in an instant, and he spoke with a deep, authoritative voice, “I was living just fine back in the mortal realm. Why should the friction between the mortal realm and the netherworld bother me in the first place? Having consumed the taisui fungus, I can live for all eternity, until earth itself is destroyed, and then some. So, have you ever considered why I had to take up this office in the first place?”

He had initially thought that he would be able to take everything lying down.

After all, his experiences in the mortal realm had trained his patience, endurance and forbearance to inhuman levels.

But it was only when the Harken started undermining his efforts that he soon realized he couldn’t take it lying down anymore!

“And do you think everything was a walk in the park? When I first took office, do you know how much I had to patiently endure the Yin spirits’ displeasure and resentment against me? But I did it. And when I finally got over those humps, and Hell finally started to take shape, the satisfied smiles on the faces of these citizens of mine filled me with great joy. Do you think I’m...