You Even Want to Take Half of My Bamboo

"Where are we going?"

"The netherworld."

"Why don't you listen to what you're saying?" A certain negative sloth who didn't want to turn over a new leaf was protesting.

"What's wrong with that? Isn't it normal for immortals to go anywhere they want? We can enter the heavens or the earth, right? Since you haven't achieved such a cultivation base, inevitably, you don't understand it." Fang Jinyu showed an indifferent expression. His tone was gentle, and he even showed a smile.

An Ruyin was skeptical. She glanced at Fang Jinyu and asked, "Why aren't you going?"

Fang Jinyu said calmly, "Didn't I say I'm tied up with trivial matters and can't spare any time to go?"

An Ruyin asked curiously, "What is your current status in the immortal realm?"

Fang Jinyu replied calmly, "The Green Emperor?"