Chapter 188
Chapter 188
That night, not only had they eliminated the heretical cultivator Li Jiao, they had also driven the Ghost Mother Evil Goddess back into the hells of the Netherworld.
With the merit from both deeds combined, Hemp-clad Grandmother could be said to have reaped a rich harvest.
After she entered seclusion to cultivate, Hu Qingshan used a secret art passed down through his family to return everyone to the little courtyard.
Bai Wuwei and Huang Zuo did not go with them.
After Huang Zuo returned home, he recounted everything that had happened that day-apart from the matter of Hua Jiunan’s origins-to a white-faced weasel.
This white-faced weasel was none other than Huang Zuo’s cultivation partner.
After listening, she pondered for a moment, then transformed into a sharp-featured old woman.
“Husband, I don’t mean to criticize you, but you were much too cautious this time!”
Huang Zuo raised his head slightly. “Oh? What makes you say that?”
The old woman carefully organized her thoughts before answering.
“Cultivation already defies Heaven for beings like us. Is there a single step that isn’t fraught with danger? Especially… especially in the world as it is now. A True Dragon sits in the great hall and awes the eight directions. Beings like us are forbidden from becoming cultivated spirits…”
Huang Zuo nodded gently.
“What you say is true, wife, but what does it have to do with what happened today?”
The old woman sighed. “Think more deeply, husband! Unless some extraordinary opportunity comes our way, you and I only have a little over a hundred years of life left, don’t we? The great affairs of the realm have already been settled. If this continues, won’t our Huang Family be left without successors? Every one of our descendants will turn back into an ordinary beast, ignorant and muddleheaded…”
Cold sweat broke out across Huang Zuo’s body. He nodded repeatedly.
“Say no more, wife. You see farther than I do. I understand now! But… every other family has its own connections. Even if the Huang Family wishes to draw closer to the young master physician, we still need some way in…”
The old woman relaxed a little when she saw that Huang Zuo had accepted her advice.
“Husband, how can you be wise all your life and foolish for a moment? In looks or talent, the young women of our Huang Family are hardly inferior to those of the Hu Family! Since ancient times, what great man hasn’t had three wives and four concubines? At worst, the Huang Family can forgo any formal status. It would be enough for the young master physician to keep one of ours in his thoughts!”
Huang Zuo nodded over and over.
“You’re right, wife! You must arrange this personally. I think our third granddaughter would be a good choice. She is pure-hearted and conducts herself properly.”
The old woman plainly agreed.
“You chose well, husband. Plenty of our juniors are clever, but too much cleverness is no virtue in affairs of the heart. How does that human saying go? Ah, yes-‘The clever may fall victim to their own cleverness!'”
While Huang Zuo and his wife plotted a future for their clan, Bai Wuwei, who had nearly reached his own door, suddenly stopped and smacked himself hard on the forehead.
Bai Wuwei, you fool!
You had already resolved to follow Old Sixth Hui’s example and pledge your life in loyalty. Why did you hesitate when the moment came?
No, this will not do. I must return to the young master physician’s side right now. I cannot let Old Sixth Hui claim all the glory before me!
Bai Wuwei was about to step forward when he abruptly stopped again.
It would be far too awkward to rush back like this…
I might as well go directly to Jinguang Temple! If I can capture or kill the Ghost Buddha, I will have something worth mentioning to the young master physician!
The Bai Family patriarch turned and vanished, heading straight toward Huimu Mountain.
Meanwhile, everyone who had returned to the little courtyard gathered around the table again.
After an entire night of commotion, they were truly starving.
Everyone except Eighth Master Chang, of course. From the ritual battle until now, he had already polished off a whole pot of instant noodles.
Thoughtful and attentive as ever, Hu Fei’er went to the kitchen and reheated every dish. Then she warmed the wine and served the rice.
Only after Deaf Granny took the first bite did the ravenous Zhao Fei and Chen Daji dare devour their food like a whirlwind sweeping away clouds.
“Granny, why did Old Immortal Bai and Old Immortal Huang leave without eating? Where did they go? Was there an emergency at home?”
Old Sixth Hui gave a disdainful snort.
“Everyone has their own path. Let them go.”