Chapter 136 Four Chests of Gold

As night deepened, none of the three people who had agreed to go to sleep fell asleep.

Yun's parents were worried and scared, unable to sleep even when they wanted to. Their eyes were protesting, and their minds were not listening. Meanwhile, Yun Wangshu was desperately searching for Youming.

She tried to recapture the mysterious feeling from the daytime, but it always felt like there was a layer of fog between them, which made her wonder if the shelf life of 200 million was not long enough.

How about donating some more?

Let's do it!

This time, she won't use Yunbaba's money; she'll use her own! She refuses to believe she can't at least donate some of the Dao Ancestor's gifts back to herself!!

So, in the dead of night, Yun Wangshu stole a self-driving car from her family and, carrying the excited Xiaohua, headed towards the Taoist temple.

This was Xiao Hua's first time venturing out into this world, and she had a strong urge to go out and make a name for herself. However, Yun Wangshu punched her and made her behave. "Times have changed, Xiao Hua."

The little flower was sad, but it had no idea that something even more heartbreaking was yet to come.

The Taoist temple was eerily quiet at night, a stark contrast to the daytime atmosphere, like two sides of the same coin.

With two hundred million as a base, Yun Wangshu wouldn't hold back. She banged on the door, and the Taoist temple lit up at the sound, tearing a hole in the darkness.

The old abbot himself came out to open the door, as if he already knew it was her outside. Yun Wangshu couldn't help but suspect that he had installed a surveillance camera on the door.

The old abbot calmly bowed and said, "You have come so late at night, surely you have something to ask for. Perhaps...!"

He was speaking when he suddenly noticed the four boxes behind Yun Wangshu, which shimmered with a golden light in the dim light outside the Taoist temple gate.

Yun Wangshu got straight to the point, saying, "I've been thinking about it and realized that I've lacked sincerity during the day, so I've come to make up for it tonight."

The old abbot was a little flustered. He couldn't just accept this; he needed the patriarch's approval. He quickly called his disciples, and the four of them carried the gold four times before finally getting it to the patriarch's seat. They were so exhausted that their faces were flushed and sweat was beading on their foreheads.

They knew gold was heavy, but they didn't expect it to be this heavy. The four of them couldn't even lift the box. Just how much money was in it?

Inside the main hall, incense smoke wafted around. Yun Wangshu lit all the incense in one go, and placed four boxes of gold behind the prayer mat, showing his sincerity.

She took a deep breath and thought to herself: If it doesn't work, I'll extinguish the incense and take the gold back!

Dao Ancestor: …………

Yun Wangshu released her spiritual consciousness, and the familiar power once again lifted her soul. This time, she did not immerse herself in the wonderful feeling, but instead took the opportunity to communicate with heaven and earth and actively approach the netherworld. When the familiar cool energy invaded her soul, she almost broke free of her power.

It worked!!!

Although it was uncomfortable, it felt very welcoming!

Yun Wangshu rushed towards the Netherworld with all her might. For a moment, she did indeed step on that spot, feeling a very real sensation under her feet. It turned out that the land of the Netherworld was also land.

Unfortunately, she was soon blasted away by an even more domineering force.

It was a real fight. Yun Wangshu collapsed onto the prayer mat, coughed up a mouthful of blood, and fainted instantly.

This was the first time she had ever been beaten, and she would probably never forget it.

But who can she blame? She dared to enter the Netherworld while she was alive; the fact that she didn't die on the spot is all thanks to the protection of the Dao Ancestor.

The old abbot had been guarding outside the hall. After all, there were four chests of gold, and he had to keep an eye on them for the patriarch. When he heard the commotion inside, he rushed in and saw the unusual female devotee lying on the prayer mat, her face pale and lifeless.

The old abbot: !!!