"The Third Prince's magical powers are profound; this humble immortal is in awe."

Xu Milu flashed her signature "fake smile," but in fact, she had noticed something was off when the temple keeper asked her what she was doing there.

Also, if a stone suddenly appears on a flat road, there's obviously something wrong with it!

Temples are places where deities receive offerings from the public, and can be considered the face of the deities. Some minor gods and immortals even reside in the statues within temples. Smashing a temple is like smashing one's own door, which will create a deadly feud.

Then Xu Milu thought about who else would be so bold as to cause trouble in this person's place, and she understood.

"..."

Nezha descended from the clouds on his Wind-Fire Wheels, staring intently at Xu Milu for a long time before withdrawing his magical treasures and saying:

“You are quite clever. It seems that the monkey has taken in a bright apprentice. I have plenty of the white jade lotus roots you asked for, but there is no such thing as a free lunch. I have heard that you are skilled in cooking, and your skills are unparalleled in the world. If you stay and work as my cook for three years, I will grant your request.”

Three years?

Xu Milu shook her head. She still needed to open a shop and cultivate her magic; working as a cook in the Third Prince's Temple for three years wouldn't do.

"Your Highness, please forgive me. I run a restaurant called Mountain and Sea Restaurant in Chang'an. I need to run the restaurant and cultivate on weekdays, so I can't afford to neglect it. Perhaps Your Highness could change the terms? I'm not exaggerating, but I have some interesting and novel items, as well as some fruits and vegetables that contain spiritual energy, which I can exchange with Your Highness."

"It's not impossible. If you really have something interesting, you can take as many of the white jade lotus roots in the lotus pond as you want."

Nezha stroked his chin, his black hair brushing slightly against his shoulder, his face full of interest:

"how?"

For immortals, a year is just a blink of an eye, and time is the least valuable thing. Xu Milu thought about it and agreed, afraid that Nezha would change his mind.

In exchange for some novel toys, she can have a whole pond of white jade lotus roots, and she can take as many as she wants.

Is there a better deal than this?!

Seeing that she had agreed, Nezha waved his hand, and the original backyard suddenly rose into the air, turning into a palace that was invisible to the naked eye of mortals.

The pilgrims walking around the temple, the women worshipping the gods, the noisy children, and the Taoist priests answering their questions—none of them showed any change in expression, as if they couldn't even see the grand hall that was slowly rising into the sky.

"Is this a smokescreen?"

Xu Milu looked down and saw that the Third Prince Temple was still in the same place, with incense smoke swirling around it. The ancient tree had also risen into the air along with the palace, and beneath its golden roots was a large cauldron filled with incense sticks.

Countless translucent strips of cloth in various colors flew into the sky along with the incense, red, white, and black, one after another flying towards the big tree, like carp swimming upstream. The whole scene looked magical and dreamlike.

"This is an incense tree formed from the accumulated incense offerings. Those strips of cloth represent the wishes of mortals. Red indicates that the person is kind and virtuous, and deserves good fortune. White indicates that the person is neither good nor bad, and their wishes can be considered. Gray represents the wishes of those who are dishonest and have committed wrongdoings. As for black, those are the wishes of the most heinous criminals, whom I not only refuse to grant but will also punish—new strips of cloth are constantly being created, endlessly, and their noise down below is giving me a headache—"

Nezha casually pointed, and a strip of red cloth landed in his palm:

Tao Xiuer, a devout woman from Taojia Village, was born in the third year of the Zhenguan era. Her family's sow had not conceived for three years, leading them to suspect an evil spirit. They begged the Third Prince for mercy, who bestowed upon them supernatural powers...

The boy's expression also became somewhat strange.

Xu Milu pinched her thigh frantically: "..."

Hold it in, or you'll lose!

...

...

Modern teenagers generally only like a few things: video games, anime and movies, and thrilling adventures. Take Xu Minian, for example; give him a tablet and he can stay quietly on it all day.

But she really couldn't think of a gift to give Nezha for the time being.

—They're not real kids, you can't exactly give them a Transformer toy and a tablet, can you?

Single-person flying vehicle?

No, no, no, those two wheels fly much faster than an aircraft.

But she had already made the promise, and Xu Milu couldn't go back on her word. She pondered for a moment, then turned and went to the Gourmet Dimension. When she returned, she was leading two bleating sheep.

"..."

Nezha frowned, looked up at the two adorable sheep, then at Xu Milu, a hint of annoyance on his face:

"This is the interesting and novel thing you were talking about? You think you can fool me, the prince, with a sheep?"

Both sheep were white-haired and black-faced, and were impeccably clean. Their soft wool looked incredibly fluffy, like a floating cloud bathed in a soft glow.

But that doesn't change the fact that there are two sheep.

"No, no, no, Third Prince, this is the interesting part."

Xu Milu shook her head mysteriously, patted the head of one of the sheep, and casually tore off a wad of wool and stuffed it into her mouth.

"This sheep is called 'Cloud Sheep.' It only eats fruit, but its wool is unlike that of ordinary sheep. It tastes like sugar. If you don't believe me, Third Prince, try it and you'll know if I'm telling the truth."

Nezha stared wide-eyed, his face finally showing a hint of astonishment. He looked at Xu Milu eating wool as if she were an idiot.

Seeing that he didn't believe her, Xu Milu tore off a large piece of "wool" and demonstrated with a grin.

Nezha leaned forward, and with some skepticism, tore off a piece of "wool." He gently squeezed it in his hand and found it to be exceptionally soft, without any of the pungent smell of sheep. Instead, it had a sweet, sugary taste, and he immediately put it in his mouth.

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