Suddenly her face flushed red, and she subconsciously pinched Zu'an: "Now I finally know why you were so excited that night during the trial after you found out I was 'Daji'!"
Zuan: "..."
To avoid being judged by her, Zuan summoned Daji back while changing the subject: "Uh, shouldn't we leave the secret realm now?"
Pei Mianman was startled: "Where did she go?"
Zuan said, "They should have returned to a special space..."
He didn't know how to describe it, but in short, it could be summoned at any time. In addition, if Daji was injured to a certain extent, she would be forced to return to that space, and her body would slowly repair and recover. Of course, that time was very long, and it mainly depended on the master to treat her with medicine.
Pei Mianman finally understood, so she took out the Owl-shaped Vessel and began to communicate with the secret realm through it, preparing to leave.
Zu An touched the jade cong that had turned into a pattern on his wrist, recalling what Jiang Jiang had said when she left. Legend has it that this thing has the ability to communicate with ghosts and gods and is mainly used for sacrifices. Of course, its more practical use is to control many mindless creatures, even undead creatures, just like the guys in the underground palace that Jiang Jiang had just controlled to attack the two of them.
Unlike Daji's Demonic Voice, which mainly causes confusion in the target, this one can completely control some creatures to use for one's own purposes, and the targets of the two are also quite different.
After thinking about it, Zuan felt that the function of this jade cong was very similar to some of the Druid's talent skills in the game in his previous life, which could control many animals to do things according to commands.
He felt it was more useful for reconnaissance than for combat. One could easily imagine how terrifying it would be if the ordinary little animals around the enemy were his eyes and ears.
Hmm, what if these little animals accidentally see some women taking a bath...?
Ahem, I'm a respectable person, how could I possibly use it like that!
While he was lost in thought, Pei Mianman had already taken his hand: "Alright!"
Suddenly, a portal appeared before them, and Pei Mianman pulled him firmly as they walked out.
After a moment of disorientation, the two suddenly felt a bright light before their eyes. The surrounding environment was no longer as gloomy as the underground palace, but instead a gentle breeze and the fragrance of birdsong.
Looking at the sun overhead and feeling that familiar energy in the air, the two smiled at each other: "We're finally back."
Pei Mianman suddenly became a little nervous: "Aunt, the emperor is still after you. Should we take this opportunity to hide? They will only think that you died in the secret realm. You will be safe after the emperor passes away."
Zu An shook his head: "Although everyone says that the emperor doesn't have many years left to live, he is, after all, the strongest person in the world. He can live for at least ten or eight years, and if he's not careful, he can live for several decades. Can I hide for that long?"
"Besides, the whole world already knows that I have the Phoenix Nirvana Sutra. It's alright with the emperor keeping it under control. If he dies, I'll be in even more danger. It's better to take this opportunity to go to the capital and resolve the matter once and for all."
Pei Mianman pouted: "You make it sound so noble, but actually you just can't bear to part with Chu Yan."
Upon hearing this, both of them felt somewhat awkward. They could be husband and wife without any inhibitions in the secret realm, but in the real world, they had many concerns.
Zuan gently took her hand: "Manman, actually I did this for you. Everyone saw that you and I entered the secret realm together. If I hide my identity, wouldn't that mean you also can't appear in front of everyone? Unlike me, you are not alone. You have a family and relatives."
Pei Mianman thought of her mother, her eyes reddened, and she threw herself into his arms: "Grandpa, you are so good."
As the two were embracing tenderly, a familiar cold laugh soon came from not far away: "What a pair of lovesick fools! But since you've ruined my big plan, how are you going to compensate me?"
Zu An and Pei Mianman were startled. With their cultivation levels, they hadn't even noticed someone beside them. When they turned around, their hearts sank.
A woman dressed in an apricot-yellow Taoist robe was looking at the two of them with a cold smile. Who else could it be but Mosquito Taoist?
Thinking of how many experts had been defeated so miserably by Mosquito Daoist before, and now only the two of them remained, and Mosquito Daoist's injuries had healed, and the oppressive feeling was even stronger than before, the two of them couldn't help but feel a chill.
What's strange is that the Mosquito Taoist, who used to exude a gloomy and fierce aura, now has a kind of Buddhist light flowing around him, giving him a more solemn and holy air.
"What are you doing here?" Zuan asked in a deep voice.
Mosquito Taoist snorted: "You just came out of the secret realm, so naturally I did too. Hmph, it's a pity I didn't encounter you two in the secret realm, otherwise I could have just killed you and avoided ruining my grand plan."
Seeing that she didn't even care about the "Phoenix Nirvana Sutra," Zu An couldn't help but wonder: "What major thing did we do to ruin your plans?"
Mosquito Taoist gritted his teeth, his holy expression instantly replaced by ruthlessness: "I was originally absorbing the Western Sect's treasured spiritual artifact—the Twelve-Petaled Golden Lotus of Merit. Once I finished absorbing it all, I would be the only one worthy of respect in heaven and earth. No Emperor of the Great Zhou, no Demon King, would be a match for me. Unfortunately, I had only absorbed the third-grade lotus platform when you dragged me out of the secret realm!"
"What?" Zuan was instantly dumbfounded.
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The two chapters have been combined.
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