Chapter 233
Chapter 233
Seeing Day-Wandering God Wen Liang reveal such a form, Night-Wandering God Qiao Kun hurriedly grabbed him.
“You mustn’t, Brother Wen!
“If they were wild mountain spirits, heretical cultivators, or evil ghosts, then killing them while enforcing the laws of the Underworld Court would be justified.
“But the person before us clearly belongs to an orthodox Daoist lineage and is protected by hidden virtue. He must never die an unjust death.”
After being attacked by two “mortals” in succession, Day-Wandering God Wen Liang was beside himself with rage. He roared at Qiao Kun through gritted teeth,
“What? Does an orthodox Daoist lineage make him untouchable?
“Do you intend to harm the public good for private reasons and shield a fellow disciple?!”
The Night-Wandering God knew that the Day-Wandering God still harbored deep resentment against the Daoist schools because of the Battle of Investiture of the Gods.
Yet Wen Liang now represented the Underworld Court in enforcing its laws, so everything he did was within his authority.
For a moment, Night-Wandering God Qiao Kun did not know how to explain.
Fortunately, a soft sigh came from the Naihe Bridge just then.
An old woman with snow-white hair and a kindly face slowly appeared.
She leaned upon an ebony cane and wore plain hempen clothes.
Her movements were somewhat slow, as though she were an ordinary old farm woman.
For some reason, the instant Hua Jiunan saw her, he thought of his grandma.
Ignoring his injuries, he involuntarily scrambled up from the ground, hurried over, and offered her his arm.
“Grandma, please walk slowly.”
Chen Daji felt the same way.
Supporting the old woman from the other side, he glanced at the stone bench nearby and muttered softly,
“Grandma, at your age you shouldn’t sit on stone. You’ll catch a chill.
“Next time I come, I’ll bring you a wicker chair.
“Those are comfortable, and you can even lie back and take a nap when you have nothing else to do.”
The old woman seemed completely unsurprised by Hua Jiunan and Chen Daji’s actions. The kindness on her face deepened.
“Good, good, good. This old woman did not judge wrongly. You are both truly filial children!”
After she spoke, winds and clouds flowed through her eyes.
Vast seas became mulberry fields, all in a single instant.
Before the old woman’s gaze, it seemed that nothing in the world held any secrets.
Day-Wandering God Wen Liang and Night-Wandering God Qiao Kun froze when they saw her, then bowed in unison.
“These minor gods pay their respects to Lady Meng Po.”
Meng Po smiled.
“You two have worked hard. There is no need for such ceremony.
“How did you come to fight with a few children when all was well?”
Before Day-Wandering God Wen Liang could explain, Meng Po had already turned away.
She gently swept her sleeve.
Streams of azure light flew out and entered Hua Jiunan and Eighth Master Chang.
Not only did their injuries heal instantly, both felt filled with vigor.
Knowing that the figure before him was Meng Po, the great deity who had guarded the Underworld Court for ten thousand years, Hua Jiunan naturally did not dare show the slightest disrespect.
He hurriedly bowed with courtesy.
“This junior pays his respects to the great deity Meng Po.
“We had no choice but to intrude. I hope the great deity will forgive us.”
Still smiling kindly, Meng Po was about to sit when Eighth Master Chang suddenly “flashed” over.
He shook the black paper robe Chen Daji had discarded until it was clean, then neatly spread it across the stone bench. His snake face was filled with “flattery.”
“The bench is cold. Please sit on this.”
Meng Po smiled even more brightly. She gazed at Eighth Master Chang for a long time.
Although her eyes held nothing but kindness, Eighth Master Chang still felt his scalp prickle under pressure as heavy as a mountain.
He was almost unable to endure it and about to confess every toad he had bullied since childhood when Meng Po finally spoke.
“Although you reincarnated into the Animal Realm, your heart is still reasonably pure. Rare indeed. Rare indeed!”
Only then did Eighth Master Chang feel as if a crushing burden had been lifted. He let out a long breath.
“Little Eighth thanks you for your praise.”
After speaking, he no longer dared look directly at the great deity. He shrank his body, coiled into a heap, and hid with Wuxin behind Hua Jiunan.
Meng Po ignored Eighth Master and turned a complicated gaze upon Hua Jiunan.
“This child has suffered… Your ancestors possessed great merit, but they also committed grave sins.
“That is why, in your generation, the entire family was extinguished, leaving you as the sole survivor.
“Karmic retribution turns with the laws of Heaven… Alas!”
Hua Jiunan already knew that his origins were entangled in matters far too vast. He did not press for answers and merely said with conviction,
“A son does not speak of his father’s faults.
“This junior does not dare pass judgment on his ancestors. I ask only to live this life well and repay kindness and enmity without regret!”