Those words were so shocking that Zhou Yu'er didn't even dare to utter them.

She asked with some concern, "But, can you handle all that incense offerings?"

Longevity tablets do exist in the mortal world. Usually, someone saves someone in their family, and the whole family worships that righteous person as a way of repaying the debt.

However, the world needs to maintain a balance of yin and yang, and so does good fortune.

An Zhengzheng is worshipped by several villages, which means he's not just a family member; it might shorten his lifespan.

"You don't have any divine energy to sustain you..."

"Who said I didn't?"

An Zhengzheng smiled meaningfully.

She had to go to the Coldfire Pool twice a year, which would take two thousand years. But after An Zhengzheng entrusted the Hundred Women's Pavilion to An Yirou, she didn't waste a single moment of the extra time.

Zhou Yu'er was completely stunned. She even stammered, "You...you are now protected by immortal energy..."

That's amazing!

After the goddess Nuwa created the world, there were two paths to becoming a god. One was the most primitive path, which was to become a god through human worship.

Maintaining the operation of the Heavenly Dao is no easy task for immortals. When divine positions become vacant, some immortals descend to the mortal realm to recruit mortals to become immortals. This led to a second path: cultivation.

The tribulation lightning and cultivation level are used to judge a cultivator's character, fairness, and ability to assume divine office.

Therefore, they often lose cultivation or suffer lightning tribulations.

For example, doing evil will reduce one's cultivation level, while doing good will make cultivation much easier. Furthermore, if one lacks skill, such as being weak in catching ghosts and subduing demons, one will easily lose cultivation level.

"Ever since it became possible to become an immortal through cultivation, very few people in the world, almost no one, have taken this path."

Because times have changed, it's not enough to just be believed in; you also need to have real ability.

Most real people cultivate themselves from childhood and have no intention of doing things that are worshipped by others. They may not even understand the workings of worldly affairs and are likely to end up with nothing.

If one's spiritual practice is neglected, the offerings will also be impossible to complete.

An Zhengzheng laughed and said, "...Back when I chose the Path of Ruthlessness, everyone said that no woman would walk this path."

Everyone gave various reasons, such as difficulty in finding a husband or the risk of having no offspring.

But An Zhengzheng overcame it.

Even An Zhengzheng herself wanted to say that she was truly arrogant and stubborn.

She laughed and joked, "Back then, my mother and father both said I was a person with my own opinions. Maybe I'm just restless at heart."

"Is ten years enough?"

Zhou Yu'er came from a family of cultivators, so he naturally knew that Golden Core stage disciples had to go out and train for ten years.

An Zhengzheng said calmly, "That's not enough. That's why I'm here, and I won't stay for just ten years."

"...?"

This week, Yu'er didn't understand.

An Zhengzheng didn't explain much, only telling her, "You'll understand later."

Zhou Yu'er was finding it increasingly difficult to understand An Zhengzheng.

She had no choice but to change the subject and ask, "So you're leaving?"

An Zhengzheng shook her head.

"Stay for two more days."

That day, when she was helping Qingyang Village catch the weasel spirit, she also saw the Green Ox Demon appear.

She was simply too busy at the time, so she intentionally stayed a few more days.

"I have something to tell you."

Zhou Yu'er asked, puzzled, "What is it?"

...

An Zhengzheng stayed for two more days, keeping a very low profile and never stepping out of her room.

She was waiting, waiting for the right moment; she didn't think the green ox could hold back.

Finally, late at night on the last day, Zhou Yu'er's in-laws and her own family, led by Old Lady Yu, came knocking on An Zhengzheng's door, crying.

"Fairy, my newlywed wife has been kidnapped..."

The group hurriedly begged An Zhengzheng to help.