Hehehe...
A burst of shrill laughter rang in everyone's ears.
Bai Wenyuan and his group of four were alright, but Tian Wan'er couldn't take it. She felt a sweet taste in her throat and spat out a mouthful of blood.
Wukong quickly threw a spiritual energy shield at it.
Tian Wan'er then felt much better.
"After tens of thousands of years, we've finally found some decent delicacies." An extremely ancient voice echoed in the hall.
As the words fell, a blurry figure slowly appeared in the hall.
An evil aura emanated from the figure.
That aura, carrying immense pressure, pressed down on them.
"Immortal, immortal..." Wukong swallowed hard, his face changing drastically.
"Good eye." The voice of the figure was like a thousand pebbles scraping the ground, making one feel uncomfortable to the bone.
"Isn't the path to immortality in this world cut off? How did you become an immortal?" Bai Wenyuan asked, his face pale.
"Tens of thousands of years ago, I was already a Celestial King, but I was ambushed and suppressed here, thus escaping a calamity." The figure looked down at Bai Wenyuan and his group: "After I devour you all today and break this damned seal, this world will be mine."
After saying that, he burst into loud, cackling laughter.
At the same time, a terrifying suction force surged towards everyone.
"Protect!" Bai Wenyuan desperately maneuvered the spirit boat, protecting everyone within its formation.
Wukong flicked out four spiritual energy lines that had already condensed from his fingertips, instantly connecting them to the other four people.
"Go!" Wukong shouted softly, and the group of five disappeared in an instant.
The figure paused, startled.
Although he had been trapped for tens of thousands of years and his immortal power had declined significantly, he was still at least a Celestial Spirit Realm cultivator.
How come they couldn't even hold onto a few half-step immortals?
This is wrong, this is wrong.
Based on the residual spiritual energy fluctuations in the air, the figure calculated the whereabouts of Wukong and his companions.
At this moment, Wukong and his companions had returned to the entrance of the courtyard.
"Luckily, I had Wukong." Niu Yunxiao couldn't help but pat his chest with his hoof, feeling a wave of lingering fear.
That's a god!
"What kind of realm is the Immortal King he just mentioned? Also, he said he escaped a calamity, but what did he escape from?" Niu Yancai asked, frowning.
"I don't know. Perhaps it's related to Master coming to this world to cultivate his mortal heart." Wukong said, while constantly turning his head to look behind him.
It always felt like something was spying on it.
"Wukong, is that you back?" Bai Qingqing's voice came from inside.
Wukong immediately felt a lightness all over his body, and the feeling of being spied on vanished instantly.
At the same time, the figure in the forbidden area of Jingyang River suddenly let out a scream.
Blood and tears immediately welled up in his eyes.
My body felt like a sieve, and the spiritual energy within me began to dissipate everywhere.
His level of understanding kept declining.
Immortal spirits, immortals, celestial beings...
Finally, it barely settled at the early stage of the first level of the Immortal Realm.
"Who, who is it?" The figure was panicked and extremely weak.
After that great calamity, the immortals either died or left this world, and the path to heaven here was severed.
Shouldn't he be the last immortal in this world?
Why did a mere calculation backfire on him and cause him to suffer such a fate?
Most importantly, he hasn't figured out anything yet.
That's incredible.
Could it be that there are other beings in this world who, like him, were sealed away and escaped death, and have now broken free of their seal?
Thinking of this, the figure became solemn.
No, his cultivation level has plummeted, so we must conceal his aura carefully.
We must not be discovered by such a being, or it will be his death.
The figure continuously formed hand seals, frantically mobilizing its spiritual power to seal the palace again and again.
They only breathed a sigh of relief after placing dozens of seals.
He had previously been thinking about how to escape the palace that oppressed him, but now he felt that staying here was the safest place.
I'm not going out.
At worst, I can sleep for tens of thousands of years.
"Master, it's me." Wukong pushed open the courtyard gate and rushed inside.
Bai Qingqing was digging the ground with a hoe, while the Bull Demon King was helping her.
"You're back so soon?" Bai Qingqing put down her hoe, rubbed Wukong's little head, and asked.
"It's nothing serious, just some simple transformations, so it was done quickly," Wukong said proudly, puffing out his chest.
"Our Wukong is really amazing," Bai Qingqing praised.
"Master, what are you doing digging in the ground?" Wukong asked.
"Master Niu Liu said he would transplant a kiwi tree for me, and I plan to plant it here," Bai Qingqing said.
"This location is indeed excellent," Bai Wenyuan said with a smile as he and his entourage walked in from outside.
"The Ancestor has arrived." Bai Qingqing nodded slightly and then called out to everyone in turn, "Second Hall Master Niu, Seventh Hall Master Niu, you've arrived too."
His gaze then fell on Tian Wan'er: "And this is..."
She's such a nice girl, isn't it tiring to carry such a big shell on her back?
Tian Wan'er was so nervous that her face turned red.
On the way to the forbidden area, Wukong had already explained the precautions to it.
It had already recited it to itself several times in its mind.
But now that it has actually seen it, it finds that what it had memorized is completely useless, and it is still too nervous to speak.
“Master, this is the Snail Maiden,” Wukong said.
"The Snail Maiden?" Bai Qingqing was taken aback.
"I told the story of the Snail Maiden that my master told me yesterday to the Ancestor and the Bull Masters, and coincidentally, I met one of them," Wukong said, blinking his eyes.
"Yes, since you like it, I'll send it to you as a spirit pet," Bai Wenyuan said with a smile.
“This little snail can do everything: washing clothes, sweeping the floor, cooking, and more,” Niu Yunxiao chimed in. “It can save you a lot of trouble, sir.”
"This...isn't this a bit inappropriate?" Bai Qingqing was both tempted and hesitant.
If I accept it, would that be considered abusing aquatic life?
"Sir, I can do anything, please take me as your spirit pet." Tian Wan'er knelt down with a thud, her voice hoarse with nervousness.
"I'm someone without spiritual roots, are you sure you want to follow me?" Bai Qingqing asked.
"Yes, I am willing to follow you, sir, and serve you forever." Tian Wan'er nodded vigorously and said firmly.
"Don't worry, she's clean." Bai Wenyuan said immediately when he saw Bai Qingqing looking over.
“Since the ancestor says so, then let’s stay.” Bai Qingqing nodded: “What’s your name?”
"Please bestow a name upon me, sir," Tian Wan'er said with a delighted expression.
"Legend has it that the Snail Maiden is Bai Shui Su Nu, so from now on you will be called Tian Su Su," Bai Qingqing said after thinking for a moment.
"Thank you for bestowing this name upon me, Master. I will serve you well in the future." Tian Susu kowtowed to the ground, bowing respectfully.
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