Yama Rising

Chapter 668: Equitable

Chapter 668: Equitable

The only thing that was shifting and stirring in the distance were the 17 Mythic Spirits hidden in the darkness as they scrutinized the responses given during the divine inquisition.

He glanced around at the immeasurable darkness around him, and thought through his response until 59 seconds on the clock, before finally responding, “No.”

Kkkkrrrr… This time, the scales began to shake violently. Unfortunately, the scales were tilted against Qin Ye’s word this time, and several seconds later, the word “no” crashed down onto the ground with a loud bang, kicking up a cloud of sand and dust.

Qin Ye stared at the scales in astonishment - How is Hell supposed to resolve this matter on its own? Where have I gone wrong with my response?

Following that, a number of soft voices echoed from the darkness, “The divine inquisition is over.”

He wanted nothing more than to speak up to justify his response, but he knew that it was hardly his place to be making statements right now. Fortunately, someone else spoke up, “Everyone, please wait a moment.”

Qin Ye felt as though a huge rock was lifted off his chest. Cold sweat was already beading up on his forehead, and his heart was already thumping right out of his chest.

“What’s this?” Another voice spoke up in consternation, “How is that possible…?”

Then, in front of everyone’s eyes, the Scales of Justice continued to rise and fall as it desperately sought to establish equilibrium. But even after ten minutes, it still showed no signs of stopping.

Qin Ye didn’t say a word. Black Mamba was clever. He didn’t want anyone to know of the Black Mamba Underworld’s relationship with Hell, so he naturally refrained from making an overt proposition to continue so that he wouldn’t arouse any suspicions. Instead, he simply left the ball in the courts of others…

Nobody said a word.

Pin drop silence.

Qin Ye’s lips curled up slightly under the hood of his robes, and he couldn’t help but lick his parched lips.

“According to the information provided by Prefect Qin, Hell is currently undergoing a change of regime. Moreover, the Second King Yanluo is clearly preventing its emissaries from leaving the borders of its underworld. However, it’s not entirely right to say that Hell is unable to resolve this situation if it truly wished to. Therefore, the answer is probably somewhere between the two binary options to be furnished by Prefect Qin. That’s probably why we’re seeing this unique response to the Scales of Justice.”

Black Mamba grew taciturn. Several seconds later, another voice spoke up, “Then, we’ll carry on.”

Silence. The surroundings were so silent that even the slightest sounds around him sounded deafening to him.

The punctuation between statements felt like an eternity to Qin Ye, “If the Mythic Spirits of the Alkebulan Underworlds accede to Hell’s request and travel eastwards, can Hell truly guarantee our safety?”

What kind of a question is this?!

The ticking sound of the second hand rang out through the darkness once more. Meanwhile, Qin Ye’s mind immediately flew into a frenzy as he mulled over the question.

Unfortunately, the third question appeared to have gone completely off tangent.

Did something go wrong?

What have I overlooked?

1 second remaining!

Kkkrrrr… The massive scales began to find its equilibrium once more. This time, the side with the feather landed on the ground with a bang.

It wasn’t until the final 10 seconds that he managed to figure it out.

His response had been “yes”.

Naturally, the third question to be asked was in fact… whether Hell would make a move against the Alkebulan Underworlds.

And as far as international affairs were concerned, it was common knowledge that there was no such thing as unwavering loyalty and trust between allies.

“If the Russian Underworld and the Argosian Underworld eventually form an alliance, will Hell also form an alliance with the Alkebulan Underworlds? If the underworld acting from the shadows behind the Russian Underworld imposes sanctions on the Alkebulan Underworlds, will Hell take action?”

Qin Ye pondered deeply. After a minute, he nodded softly, “Yes.”

“One final question.” Without giving him any breather, a noble voice proceeded to ask the final question, “Who are you?”

Things had taken an unexpected twist. He had never anticipated them to pose him a question like this!

His heart skipped a beat, and then he suddenly loosened up once more.

But just as he was about to heave a sigh of relief, a golden light suddenly erupted from the Scales of Justice, and a vast cloud of Yin energy erupted from the scales. Simultaneously, the thunderous voice of a transcendent god appeared to rumble from every direction.

As soon as the voice appeared, the Mythic Spirits immediately gasped in horror, and then turned to stare intently at the Scales of Justice. At once, the lady Mythic Spirit cried out in consternation, “Lord Quetzalcoatl?”

They were all worshipping the golden shimmering Scales of Justice. Meanwhile, the Yin energy around them slowly began to converge upon the Scales of Justice. Even then, the domineering voice in the sky didn’t pay the slightest heed to the 17 Mythic Spirits behind him. Instead, it simply continued, “However, the examinee must respond as accurately as possible.”

He was supposed to be asked simple, yes-or-no questions! Why didn’t the Plumed Serpent God appear in the earlier four questions which all carried implications that would affect the balance of powers in the netherworld? Why did he choose only to appear on this last, fifth question of the divine inquisition?

His mind was spinning rapidly right now - Should I disclose my own identity? What should I say?

His eyes suddenly gleamed brightly - That’s right… I did inform them that Hell was undergoing a change of regime…

Moreover, the fact that a successor to the throne has personally come forward to negotiate on Hell’s behalf might even reveal Hell’s sincerity in these operations. Perhaps it’s not a bad thing to disclose this piece of information right now!

Time seemed to slow down to a crawl at this very moment. As he spoke, the 17 pairs of netherflames immediately turned and stared intently at him.

A successor to the throne of Hell… is actually standing before us?

Dead silence.

Qin Ye hardened his heart and bowed courteously, “Yes.”

That’s right, I’m a successor to the throne.

You can’t say that I’m lying.

“The divine inquisition is over.”

“You have passed.”