"Rules are meant to be broken."

"The Ghost Palace does not allow living people to remain, but today this humble monk will make an exception for Fellow Daoist Lin Jue."

The eyes behind the silver mask of the Ghost Buddha revealed a meaningful expression.

Died of laughter.

Are you planning to burn everything to the ground?

No way!

Gingerbread tiptoed and patted the ghost Buddha on the shoulder, feigning a kind and gentle tone, saying, "Rules are rules, so don't break them, okay? We're leaving now, bye~"

Ghost Buddha: ?

Xie Yingnan: ?

Fen Jue didn't get up. He still propped his chin up with one hand, glanced at Jiang Bingbing's protective expression, and slightly curled the corners of his mouth. "It's alright, stay here for the night."

Everyone turned around to look.

Even though the man in red was wearing a ghost market mask, his extraordinary elegance was still undeniable.

Every gesture he makes exudes elegance and freedom.

"Hahahaha, since Fellow Daoist Lin Jue has said so, why don't you stay, little benefactor?" Ghost Buddha patted Gingerbread's head like he was coaxing a child.

Just as his hand was about to reach out.

Gingerbread took two steps back, and Ghost Buddha's palm missed its target.

Xie Yingnan secretly gave Jiang Bingbing a thumbs up.

Guifozi withdrew his hand and awkwardly touched his staff.

“Alright then.” Jiang Bingbing and Fen Jue understood each other without even looking at each other. “We’ll stay the night as Lin Jue suggested.”

Gui Fozi instructed his men to take Jiang Bingbing and Xie Yingnan to the meditation room to rest.

"The night is long, Fellow Daoist Lin Jue, why don't you stay and chat with this humble monk about Buddhism?"

Gingerbread turned around, and Fenjue winked at her, signaling her to leave first.

Fen Jue is so smart, he must know that Xie Yingnan stayed behind to find that thing.

That's why I was willing to help them hold off the Ghost Buddha.

She and her third senior brother were sent to the meditation room.

Before Gingerbread's bottom even touched the bed, there was a loud knocking on the door.

Someone said in a high-pitched voice, "Junior Sister, I'm coming in."

Gingerbread: ......

The words had barely left his mouth.

Xie Yingnan tiptoed in like a thief.

"I must say, your fellow cultivator is really a good friend. I consider him a brother now."

"Hehe, let's not!"

The gingerbread vendor politely declined.

Judging from Xie Yingnan's preoccupation, he didn't even notice that Jiang Bingbing was being sarcastic towards him.

There was no criticism of gingerbread.

"Junior sister, would you like to come with your senior brother?"

"Go by yourself." Gingerbread yawned. "Ghost Buddha is at the Void Refining Realm. You can fight him without losing. What's the point of me, a little Golden Core Realm kid, getting involved?"

One of Xie Yingnan's fine virtues is that he is thick-skinned.

He leaned closer, placed his hands on Gingerbread's shoulders, and started shaking her. "Junior Sister, I was blind before. Now that we both know each other's secrets, let's stop pretending. How about 100,000 high-grade spirit stones to come with me?"

One hundred thousand!

Or is it a high-grade spirit stone?

Gingerbread almost couldn't breathe, "Then—"

My mind works incredibly fast.

Her clear black and white eyes flickered, and she pressed her advantage, saying, "How can I not pay back the more than 20 million mid-grade spirit stones that Chou Chou owes you for advancing his cultivation?"

"I'll go with you if you promise me."

Xie Yingnan's eyelids twitched, and he squeezed out a single word, "Okay!"

"Alright!" The two stood at the door of the meditation room, and Gingerbread finally remembered to ask, "What do you want me to help you find?"

“This…” Xie Yingnan frowned, looking conflicted.

Gingerbread: "I know you're the Demon Lord's son, but you're not telling me what you're looking for. How am I supposed to find it?"

That’s true.

The little girl knew all the life-or-death secrets.

It seems this secret isn't entirely impossible to tell.

He leaned against the doorframe, his pupils suddenly darkening. "I'm looking for my mother's belongings."

"How did Mother's belongings end up with Gui Fuzi?" Gingerbread's expression turned serious. "What does that thing look like, and where might it be kept?"

Xie Yingnan pursed his thin lips, and after a long while, he let out a soft sigh, "Inheritance."

Inheritance?

Gingerbread was even more confused.

"My mother was the previous Demon Lord." The memories deep in her mind were painful, and Xie Yingnan's eyes gradually filled with bloodshot veins. "She was killed by the current Demon Lord..."

It's hard to say what comes next.

Gingerbread cake, you can probably guess what it means.

"I must find my mother's legacy and inherit the Demon Lord's power to avenge her." Xie Yingnan didn't want to say any more. "Ghost Buddha was saved by the old man and promised to keep his legacy safe for him. It must be hidden in the most secret place in the Ghost Palace."

Gingerbread: "Why doesn't the Demon Lord place the inheritance in the Demon Realm? It would be safer to keep such an important thing in his own hands."

Xie Yingnan gave a disdainful laugh. "He wouldn't dare."

Gingerbread glanced at her third senior brother's profile. He had high brow bones, deep-set eyes, and clearly defined lips. He was a handsome face that radiated beauty, but his expression was full of hostility when he talked about his biological father.

After a brief silence.

He smiled lazily, "The Demon Realm is a complex place with many intertwined forces, more complicated than you think."

"The position of Demon Lord has always been held by the strong..."

Speaking of this.

Xie Yingnan suddenly turned his head, met Jiang Bingbing's gaze, and calmly said, "According to the rules of the Demon Realm, as long as you kill the previous Demon Lord, you can become the Lord of the Demon Realm."

!!!

Holy crap.

Therefore...

Did the peacock's father kill his own mother?

And then he ascended to the position of Demon Lord?

"If that's the case, and you didn't join the Sword Sect to infiltrate the Demon Realm, then you are...?"

In a flash, an unbelievable thought crossed Gingerbread's mind. She had just transmigrated to this world and felt confused as to why she always ended up getting the gossip.

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